"Ranye!" The Sword King was calm and arrogant, he felt that Han Bing, this was looking for death.

"Hmm!" Han Bing nodded, and then, he slowly raised his foot and aimed at the sword king Ling Chen's face.

The next moment, he was faster than lightning, and he raised his foot and kicked it directly.

Kick your face, why don't you kick?!

He is a master in the middle stage of the Hedao realm, and if he uses a little means, he will naturally kick a quasi, even if the other party masters the essence of the sword path, he can sublimate to the extreme, he can fight thousands of heroes, he can avoid streamers, and his means are supernatural, but when he meets him, he is destined to have an accident, not to mention, he has sharp eyes, and he can clearly see the opponent's movements.

Bang!

This kick really kicked heavily in the face of the Sword King Ling Chen!

Not to mention the physical pain, the mood in the early hours of the morning is simply ......

Ling Chen's mood was terrible, he let the natives of the ruins make the first move, and attacked him at will first, but the other party was really unkind and fierce, and knocked him down with one kick!

Moreover, he kicked him in the face very upright, and he coughed up blood, flew upside down, screamed, and fell to the ground!

It's simply ......

Ling Chen's face turned black, like kissing a dog, so embarrassing, he was in a hurry to beg someone to kick him in the face!

Then, he felt pain, his whole face was deformed, his cheekbones, nose bones, and jaws were shattered, tears flowed for a long time, and blood flew from his mouth and nose.

However, when he has cultivated to this level, he is the most potential disciple of the Great Gate Sect, so he naturally doesn't talk about this injury, he uses his spiritual power a little, swallows an elixir, and the injury recovers immediately!

However, Ling Chen did not use any means to recover from his injuries.

"Whew!"

When everyone heard it, he let out a terrible cry, which was not like a human shout, a bit like a wounded beast, with a slight sense of horror.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Needless to say, the genius of the Holy Domain didn't expect that the Sword King was knocked down by someone in the early morning, spurting blood, which made people feel a little unreal.

The people in the Chaos Ancient Land are also petrified, Ye Nan is crazy and his senior brother is really barbaric, and it is really in the same line, and the two senior brothers have never suffered a loss when they meet the geniuses of the Holy Land.

Bai Xiaoya of the True Immortal Cave was speechless, this Wu Fan was too simple, just kicked on that person's face, it was really ...... It's a pleasure.

Xiao Ziyun, the white-clothed scribe Chen Han and others had blank faces and nothing to say.

Bai Xuan, Fairy Feiling's heart is trembling, they want to kill!

Jin Chuanteng's face twitched, he was very dissatisfied, the sword king Ling Chen was the person he surrendered with his own hands, and he was the number one general under him, but he was kicked away?

In the early morning, his face was full of flowers, full of blood, he roared, he really wanted to tear that Wu Fan alive, now it is too embarrassing.

Han Bing opened his mouth and said, "Don't scream, after all, you are in the first realm than me, and it is reasonable to kick me." ”

Oops!

He was almost angry to death in the early morning, normally speaking, he can be on the Holy Domain, he can slaughter gods, his knife can smash the void, smash spiritual power and enchantment!

Han Bing said again: "I'm sorry, this kick is a bit heavy. However, you yourself asked me to kick you. ”

This is simply a secondary injury, and I really can't stand the excitement in the early morning, and I want to jump my feet.

Ling Chen wanted to correct it, he just said to let the other party strike first, why is it said by the other party now, the meaning has completely changed?

"Kill him!" Jin Chuanteng began.

Airplanes!

Ling Chen himself also felt humiliated, his soul glowed, the void resonated, the flesh and blood of his face were reshaped, and his bones were reborn, and in an instant, he recovered.

He was holding a long knife, and the origin of his name as the Sword King was naturally because he was good at magic in the field of swordsmanship!

The gloomy swamp was instantly shrouded in a cold cold light, and the Sword King was furious!

"Wait a minute, you yourself asked me to kick you. Han Bing mentioned this sentence again, which was simply three injuries.

Immediately afterwards, he quickly spoke again and said, "Do you think that your own strength is low, and you want to fight with me, so you don't dare to let me do it first?"

When he said these words, he showed disdain.

In the early morning, there was a secret atmosphere, this is really not to use bean bags as dry food, it is too shameful and hateful, when can the natives of the ruins despise the genius of the holy domain like this.

They overestimated, normally speaking, the genius of the Holy Domain came, which was enough to deter the contemporaries of the ruins, and it was impossible to meet resistance.

Now, he is despised again and again, and he can't bear it!

"I'll still let you strike first, come on!" The Sword King Ling Chen was indeed angry, and in a fit of anger, he shouted so coldly.

"Okay!" Han Bing agreed.

In the early morning, his nose was almost crooked, and the other party really dared to agree, and he looked very excited, as if he was going to pick up cheap and pinch soft persimmons.

This time, he was ready, with a knife in his hand, ready to slash his opponent at any time, and it was impossible to give the opponent a chance again.

"It's coming!"

Han Bing shouted, and then decisively stepped down again, directly came a flying leg, bang, hit the target again, and the soles of his shoes made a fierce intimate contact with the other party's face.

Even though he swung his knife at Hanbing's leg in the early morning, he still slashed into the air.

The face of the Sword King was deformed, and under the impact and squeeze of this kick, his face was fully bloomed, his bones were broken, and the whole person was lying on his back, spurting blood, flying upside down, and falling in the mire.

Siye, everyone was dumbfounded, and they were knocked down and kicked in the face again?

At this moment, the sword king was stunned in the early morning, he forgot the pain, he began to doubt life a little, he held a knife in his hand, ready to split out at any time, but in the end he was still hit, did not cut the other party's soles, and he was kicked in the face again!

"Ahhh......h

"You're not exquisite!" shouted Hanbing. After hearing it in the early morning, the sword king wanted to spit out dirty words, and was really "kicked in the face", and was said to be unsophisticated.

"Boom!"

With a single slash, the void is broken, and the mire boils!

This is a ruin, there are fragments of law and runes of order under the mire, otherwise, this place will be destroyed and will no longer exist.

Sou!

Han Bing moved his body sideways, hid to the side, the fist in his hand enlarged, and with a bang, it slammed into the opponent's face again, incredibly fast.

Because, he is in the realm of harmony, even if he suppresses the realm, he only shows the spiritual power that has just stepped into the realm of gods, but it is not something that the sword king can avoid in the early morning.

Not long ago, Han soldiers crossed the catastrophe and became a cultivator at the middle level of the Merge Dao Realm, and he improved himself in an all-round way, which was really transcendent.

Bang bang bang!

The sword king kept being punched in the early morning, and the bones in his body were shattering and turning into bone slag, which was the result of Hanbing's deliberate suppression, otherwise, he would be killed with one finger.

The Merge Dao Realm crushing the Divine Venerable Realm was not an order of magnitude battle at all.

Many people were moved, including the geniuses of the Holy Domain, they were all stunned, how could their group of genius cultivators of the Holy Domain who came with pride be so deflated?

It's a bit of a bizarre.

"Bang!"

When Hanbing punched out again, the bones of the sword king in the early morning were shattered, and the whole person was paralyzed there, his face full of shock and unwillingness.

He was really a little skeptical about life, the natives of the ruins, even the top wizards, cultivating in the Chaos Ancient Land, the order they perceived were all flawed, and they could actually suppress him?

He looked dazed and full of pain.

Han Bing opened his mouth sharply and said, "Do you know what kind of boxing method this is, the Chaos Breaking Heaven Fist, known as the Void, the first speed fist, is faster than me? ”

As soon as these words came out, Jin Chuanteng's face was a little gloomy, because he vaguely remembered that it was recorded in a classic book that back then, the ancient goddess of the wilderness, Ling Xiao Xue'er's fist, was the Chaos Breaking Heaven Fist.

Han Bing said in a tone of lesson: "You are just a god realm, compared to a god like me, it is naturally far worse, and defeat is a matter of course." ”

In the early morning of the Sword King, it was really a sharp pain in his heart, piercing his heart, he could slaughter gods in the holy domain, but he was educated in this ruin, how could he be embarrassed?

Jin Chuanteng couldn't stand it anymore, so how could he tolerate letting a ruin native pretend to be a big-tailed wolf there, and he was stepping on the injured body of the first general under his command.

He was just about to speak, but Han Bing glanced at him, showing disdain, and said, "Shouldn't you also be in the late stage of the Divine Venerable Realm, stay around, you are not my opponent." ”

A group of geniuses in the Sanctuary: "......"

They were all quite surprised, but they were despised and despised, this style of painting is a bit wrong.

"Half a year ago, I had become a god!" Jin Chuanteng looked at him indifferently, and wanted to say, you can't even see my cultivation realm, and you dare to speak out?