The woman looked at him in horror and said angrily, "You。。。。。。。 ！”

The man just smiled at the woman, and after nailing three soul-locking nails to the woman's shoulders and chest, he turned back to where he had just stood, and remained silent.

Han Ming suddenly shook his head and smiled strangely, and asked the man, "This fellow Daoist, why do you think that only you will fight him in the end? If you can't hold out to the end, then isn't this woman at a loss?" "Hmph! Whoever stands at that time will be seriously injured at the end. She can't move her whole body now, as long as she does, those three soul locking nails will definitely fall. At that time, she was really angry, she didn't think that she would be seriously injured! This would be fair to everyone!" The man snorted coldly and looked at Han Ming and said.

Han Ming nodded to himself and stopped talking.

At this time, everyone is picking their opponents. After picking, they went to the side and had a death match. At this moment, the man who spoke just now walked in front of Han Ming.

said coldly: "Han Ming, your opponent today is me!"

Han Ming sneered and asked, "How do you know Han's name?"

The man smiled strangely and said in a deep voice: "The surname of the Sprinkle family is Yin, and the name is Yin Wuhuan! Presumably you should know the Yin family, if you don't agree to fight to the death with me." Then I'll tell those people about your immortal weapon, and I'm sure they'll be very interested!"

Indeed, these words are Han Ming's death hole in the middle of Han Ming. If those people really knew that Han Ming was carrying two immortal weapons, they didn't know what kind of chaos would happen at that time.

Han Ming gave Yin Wuhuan a thumbs up and said admiringly: "Yin Wuhuan, you are really scheming! Such a chain of rings and rings, I'm afraid they are only for Han, and for yourself!"

Yin Wuhuan snorted coldly, and said sarcastically: "Yes, I took your immortal weapon, with my cultivation, it will not be a problem for me to break through to the tenth layer." You think you have the mana you think you are proud of, in fact, I have it too!"

When Han Ming heard this, he immediately looked at Yin Wuhuan's big hand slowly stretched out in horror. In an instant, a mana condensed magic ball was emitted from Yin Wuhuan's palm, but his mana was also gray.

As soon as this magic ball appeared, Han Ming immediately looked at Yin Wuhuan in front of him vigilantly.

Yin Wuhuan was originally a monk in the Mahayana period, and he also had mana. This time, Han Ming knew that he had met a fierce enemy. Maybe he's going to be dangerous this time. If it was an ordinary Mahayana monk, Han Ming could still rely on mana and immortal weapons to fight him. But this time he met a monk from the Mahayana period and with mana, and the most hateful thing was that he was still Han Ming's enemy.

Yin Wuhuan smiled proudly, waved his hand to lay down a layer of enchantment, and said confidently: "Han Ming, I can't think of it! Now, you just wait to die! Today, I will let you die completely!"

The peerless sword instantly appeared in Han Ming's hand, Han Ming clenched the peerless sword, and not to be outdone, he shot back: "Hmph! Many people want me to die, but I have survived until now. Today, you will be no exception!"

Suddenly, the peerless sword flashed, and the power on Han Ming's body burst to the limit! The peerless sword suddenly became extremely large, pulling the entire enchantment even bigger.

Yin Wuhuan was bare-handed, with fanatical eyes, and laughed loudly: "Okay, I'll play with you before you die! At least let you die willingly, haha!"

"Bang" The peerless sword instantly flew to Yin Wuhuan's forehead, and the sharp tip of the sword was about to pierce Yin Wuhuan's forehead, but Yin Wuhuan punched the peerless sword to the side.

However, Yin Wuhuan's fist also rubbed some skin, leaving a little blood.

"Haha, an immortal weapon is an immortal weapon. My unicorn arm can't compare to it! Now, my immortal weapon for you is getting bigger and bigger. Your immortal weapon, I'm going to decide. I heard that your realm is very peculiar, so come and taste mine now!**!"

Yin Wuhuan laughed wildly, and after saying it in a rampant tone, his ** enchantment was also released.

When the enchantment stepped on Han Ming's body, the peerless sword was no longer under Han Ming's control, and began to protect Han Ming's body on its own. What Han Ming saw in front of him at the moment was **.

Among them, there are 10,000-year-old white jade, 10,000-year-old blood ginseng, and so on, not only that. He also saw that his mother, master, and Wan'er had all been resurrected, and all kinds of ** gushed out.

In an instant, Han Ming's brain was full.

Yin Wuhuan knew that this was the best way to subdue the immortal weapon, and while Han Ming was in a coma now, he wanted to subdue the immortal weapon as soon as possible. Who knows, the peerless sword is like having a soul, and it doesn't let Yin Wuhuan get close to Han Ming's body.

At this point, the battle between Yin Wuhuan and the immortal weapon began.

Without Han Ming's control, the immortal weapon seemed to be even more like a fish in water. No matter what tricks Yin Wuhuan used, he could only be blocked by the immortal weapons, but Yin Wuhuan had not caused some damage.

This was something Yin Wuhuan didn't expect, he didn't expect that an immortal weapon without the control of his master could be so powerful and sharp. And it was more powerful than Han Ming's control just now, which he really didn't think about.

When the battle between Yin Wuhuan and the Immortal Weapon continued, Han Ming had already woken up from the realm of **. The strong murderous intent has always been preventing the ** realm from entering Han Ming's brain, even if Han Ming fell into the ** realm, he was pulled up by the murderous intent.

"Whoosh" ~ "Whoosh"! The peerless sword is like an invisible blade at this moment, shuttling around Yin Wuhuan, launching an attack from time to time.

Yin Wuhuan could only defend passively at the moment, and scolded angrily: "What kind of ghost immortal weapon is this, no one can control it, and it can be even more powerful." No, you must find a way to subdue this immortal weapon!"

Just when he was angry, his expression was taken into Han Ming's eyes. In an instant, Han Ming suddenly folded his hands, opened his hands in the direction of Yin Wuhuan again, and shouted, "Realm, none!"

"Bang" Han Ming's realm, none. It was overlapped on Yin Wuhuan's ** realm, and all of them were blessed on Yin Wuhuan's body. It can be said that Yin Wuhuan is facing two realms at the moment, one of his own and the other of Han Ming's.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Han Ming continued to let the peerless sword attack on its own. For the peerless sword to attack on its own, he already knew about it, so he took it out fearlessly.

Divine thunder and various prohibitions continued to be issued from Han Ming's hands. The barrier suddenly flashed with various colors and an extremely loud explosion. This made the people around who were fighting to the death couldn't help but take a look.

The woman gasped and cursed, "Why are these two guys so powerful, if one of them exists, then what should I do? Do you really want to change back into your real body? Hey, the rotten nails on this body can't be removed, it's really annoying!"

Yin Wuhuan was still in a deep coma, and his memories appeared in front of him. There are memories of childhood, memories of the first killing, and memories of doing a lot of evil.

In an instant, all the Yin Spirits turned into entities and flew towards Yin Wuhuan fiercely.

Yin Wuhuan's eyes widened, looking at the Yin Spirits flying in front of him, one of them was the one he feared the most, that is, his father. Back then, in order to reach the Yuan Infant Stage, he directly used tricks to suck his father's cultivation before he reached the Yuan Infant.

Later, because of his ** trouble, he created his own ** realm.

To this day, he sees his father's cloak and the ferocity of the people he has killed. Some of these people knew each other, and some he didn't remember anymore, and his face turned pale with fright.

Yin Wuhuan stepped back step by step, muttering constantly: "Don't come, don't come!"

In the shadow, Yin Wuhuan's father roared in a terrifying voice: "Wuhuan, you are my biological son! But you actually sucked me directly for the sake of cultivation, and returned my life!"

"Yin Wuhuan, you raped me for your own lust. In this way, you even let me do such disgusting things for you all the time for your pet, and then you used me as a furnace cruelly. Sucked my cultivation, let me slowly grow old and die, you give me back my life, my innocence, and my chastity!" one of the ghostly women, her hair covering her face, roared angrily in her voice.

"Yin Wuhuan, I am kind enough to entertain you! You actually killed all 137 members of my family for the sake of my family heirloom holy beast Fire Qilin, and also killed the Fire Qilin alive, I won't spare you, I won't spare you!" An old man, sitting on the body of a Fire Qilin, followed by more than a hundred people, roared at Yin Wuhuan.

At this moment, Yin Wuhuan was really scared, and it was as if all this had become true.

"Don't come here, don't come here! It was my fault before, it was my fault. Spare me, spare me!" Yin Wuhuan kept retreating, his eyes widened in horror, and cold sweat fell from his face.

At this time, Han Ming exerted nearly three-quarters of his mana in his body to condense a huge magic orb. The orb is also covered with various attack prohibitions that have been learned in the Daohua world.

At this moment, Han Ming's Heavenly Forbidden Technique, Divine Thunder, Prohibition, and Mana all converged together.

The power of this magic ball can be said to be incomparable. After Han Ming condensed, he used all his strength to hit the magic ball to Yin Wuhuan's position. Originally, Yin Wuhuan was tormented by those unjust souls who were killed by himself, and a bang woke him up suddenly.

It's a pity that after the surprise, he didn't have any time to stop the orb, because he was already close at hand.

"Bang" ~ "Bang ~~~~~!"

There was a muffled sound first, and Han Ming thought that the magic ball had some different effect. Just when Han Ming was depressed, suddenly a series of explosions shocked everyone in the fifth layer.

The barrier was blown open several times, and the entire fifth layer couldn't help shaking.

But on the Yin Wuhuan side, the smoke dispersed everywhere, and it didn't disappear for a long time. Han Ming knew that his attack could not be stopped, and immediately released thousands of Concealment Techniques to fly into the thick smoke, preparing to carry out a second wave of attacks on this Yin Wuhuan.

After a long time, everyone stood in place, stopped fighting, and looked at the battle on Han Ming's side and the direction where Yin Wuhuan was. Even the tower god looked at this side with some surprise, waiting for the outcome of the matter.

I don't know how long it took, but after Han Ming released the hidden phagomy, he felt a burst of collapse. Hurry up and meditate and rest, and wait for the results by the way. He didn't dare to venture into the smoke, Yin Wuhuan didn't die before, and he would sneak attack him.

Finally, Yin Wuhuan slowly crawled out of the ruins. The robe on his body has become a beggar's clothes, his hair is messy, and there is blood everywhere on his body.

What was particularly terrifying was that Yin Wuhuan's arms were all blown to pieces.

It turned out that when the magic ball arrived, Yin Wuhuan involuntarily used his hands to block the magic ball. Who knew that he was blown to pieces by the magic orb, and his two arms were shattered. Yin Wuhuan covered his chest and glared at Han Ming extremely fiercely, looking at Yin Wuhuan's appearance, the people around him all gasped in horror.