"Baling, I see you looking for death!" Murong Hai heard this voice and looked at Baling who flew in. Gritting his teeth, he said to Baling, and at this moment, Murong Hai's face became even more gloomy.

Baling snorted lightly, looked at Han Ming and said sadly: "Han Ming, this is the right way, this is also the way!" I can save you now, you are my own apprentice, get rid of the spirit martial lineage, I guarantee that you can take revenge today's great revenge in the future!"

Han Ming raised his head weakly, looked at Baling with weak eyes, shook his head, and said intermittently: "I, I'm Han Ming." In this life, I am the disciple of the Master Lingwu, and even if I die, I will not change in this life. I can betray my teacher, but I can't betray my teacher!"

"Okay, what an iron-clad man. But what can this master of yours do now, he hasn't been sealed with his divine sense and spiritual power, he can only watch you die!"

"Ahem, ahem" After Han Ming spurted out a few more mouthfuls of blood, he slowly stood up straight again with Murong Wan's arm. The scars on his whole body made Han Ming's current appearance very terrifying and hideous.

Han Ming glanced at Murong Wan, pushed Murong Wan's body away, and said helplessly: "Wan'er, let's go! Today, I, Han Ming, are destined to die, and I have no regrets! As early as more than ten years ago, I, Han Ming, should have died, and I have no regrets if I can live until now!"

Murong Wan cried even more sadly, shook her head and said, "No, I'm not leaving." You're not going to die, you're not going to die. I'm going to beg grandpa, I'm going to beg grandpa, you won't die!"

After that, Murong Wan ran to Murong Hai, knelt in front of Murong Hai, and begged bitterly: "Grandpa, please don't kill Han Ming, please don't kill him, please, please~~~~~, please,

"Ah" Murong Wan was gently slapped on the top of her head by Murong Wan's palm, and Murong Wan suddenly fainted. Murong Hai held Murong Wan in his arms, and pointed his finger towards Zhao Feng, and Zhao Feng suddenly slowly woke up.

"Take good care of Wan'er, after this matter, I will hold a big wedding for you!" Murong Hai handed Murong Wan to Zhao Feng expressionlessly, and said to Zhao Feng in a cold voice.

Zhao Feng was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Murong Wan in surprise, looking at Murong Wan with excitement and obscenity, and then proudly looking at Han Ming, who was already half dead, laughing in his heart.

When Zi Yi saw Murong Wan's appearance, she also smiled bitterly, uncomfortable, and a sad feeling came from the depths of her heart. Until now, Zi Yi finally regretted it, regretting why she wanted to be in the same boat with Zhao Fan and them.

Han Ming looked at all this, looking at this such a familiar scene, and suddenly remembered the experience in the killing refinery.

"I didn't expect that the experience in the killing and refining actually appeared. I finally got it, I finally got it. Han Ming began to shake his head and laugh out loud after thinking of all this in pain in his heart.

At this moment, Han Ming took out three Nine Zhuan Pills and quickly swallowed them. The injury was also slowly improving, and Han Ming closed his eyes. Suddenly, a thick killing intent erupted from all over the surrounding body, permeating everyone's side.

After Baling felt this murderous aura, he first frowned, and then thought helplessly: "Han Ming has such strength, why is he not a disciple of my Sword Sect, hey." Murong Hai, if Han Ming leaves this time, the next time Han Ming reappears, there will definitely be a earth-shaking change in your Tiangang Sect!"

After thinking about it, Baling rushed to Lu Fei and said: "People of the Sword Sect, go back with me! From now on, my Sword Sect will completely break with the Tiangang Gate, and after the Demon Dao is completely eradicated, it will be the day of the great battle between my Sword Sect and the Tiangang Gate!"

Hearing this, Wu Tian looked at Lu Fei even more anxiously, Lu Fei flew to Wu Tian's side, patted Wu Tian on the shoulder, and said with a sigh: "Hey, human life is destined by heaven." There are some things that you and I can't control, say one last word to Han Ming, let's go! We can't afford to touch this troubled water!"

Wu Tian and Shi Jing nodded, and hurriedly flew towards Han Ming's side. Han Ming watched Wu Tian and Shi Jing fly over, smiled bitterly and whispered to Wu Tian, "Second brother, you shouldn't come. Let's go back, in the next life, we will be brothers again!"

"Seventh brother, believe in the second brother, you will be fine this time! I don't want this life, I just want this life. In this life, my eldest brother and I haven't compensated you well, you can't die, believe in the second brother. I'll go back first, and he'll see you in the city!" Wu Tian patted Han Ming on the shoulder, and after saying these words firmly, he led Shi Jing back to the Sword Sect with Lu Fei.

Wu Tian glanced back at Han Ming before leaving, when the eyes of the two met. Wu Tian pointed to the sky, and after smiling mysteriously, he flew towards the Sword Sect without looking back.

Just as Han Ming was thinking about what Wu Tian's words meant, the imprisoned Lingwu Venerable suddenly exploded around him, and it turned out that the Lingwu Venerable had exploded several magic weapons and finally broke free.

The liberated Lingwu Master was full of exhaustion and haggardness, and quickly flew to Han Ming's side, handed Han Ming a pure purple gossip robe and another tortoise shell, and said eagerly: "Take my Beidou Zhou Yi Hexagram lineage token and leave here." From now on, you will be the thirty-seventh generation descendant of my Beidou Zhou Yi hexagram, remember. Let's go~~~!"

Han Ming couldn't help but shed tears, looking at the Lingwu Master in front of him and suddenly smiled, but he didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

At this time, Murong Hai was instantly furious, and shouted angrily at the Lingwu Master: "Lingwu, you dare to do this!" After saying that, he grabbed the Lingwu Master with a big hand, and with a "crackling" sound, the Lingwu Master's legs were broken.

Murong Hai threw the Lingwu Master aside and grabbed Han Ming again. At this time, Han Ming looked at the Lingwu Venerable's painful scream, his tears could not be stopped, and he shouted loudly: "Master, ~~~~~~~!"

Just as Murong Hai's big hand was about to grab towards Han Ming, suddenly a thicker palm appeared, directly palming with Murong Hai's palm, Murong Hai snorted and took a few steps back before stopping.

At this moment, Ye Gucheng's figure slowly descended, still holding the illusory body of the Oriental Tiger in his hand.

When Han Ming saw Ye Gucheng come down, he knew the meaning of what Wu Tian said. However, looking at Ye Gucheng carrying the body incarnated by the Oriental Tiger's divine sense, Zou Mei said: "Lonely, you, why are you carrying my master's divine sense, he seems to be seriously injured, what's the matter?"

Ye Gucheng chuckled, and after sealing Dongfang Tiger's divine sense with a few hand seals, he whispered to Han Ming: "Later, Han Ming, today you know what I once asked you, right? If you can kill these people now, can you do it?" Of course, except for your mentor and Wan'er!"

Han Ming looked at these people Ye Gucheng was referring to, and said with a sneer: "Naturally, if I have this strength, I will not let any of them go. Lonely, help me save my teacher, okay?"

Master Lingwu smiled with satisfaction, shook his head, and said expressionlessly: "Ming'er, there is no need for this! My Lingwu's cultivation is given by Tiangangmen, and I will return it to Tiangangmen today! Ming'er, live well, you can kill anyone here, but let Zhou Tai go, hahahaha~~~!"

After a burst of laughter, two loud explosions of "bang~bang" suddenly sounded around the Lingwu Master, and the Lingwu Master's body also turned into ashes at this moment and disappeared into heaven and earth.

"Master~~~~~~~~~~!" A terrible sound resounded inside and outside the Tiangang Gate, looking for the vicinity of the mountain gate, Han Ming's eyes were bloodshot, and he knelt weakly in front of the Lingwu Master, crying out in pain.

Murong Hai and Zhou Tai couldn't help but grieve as they watched the Lingwu Master blow himself up. Zhou Tai was even more so, at this moment Zhou Tai flew towards the place where the Lingwu Master blew himself up, kneeling there, also in pain.

After Ye Gucheng sighed and shook his head, he patted Han Ming's shoulder.

"Han Ming, you have already killed your master, don't you want to arrest you with your hands? Do you really want the old man to capture you with his own hands?" Murong Hai pointed at Han Ming and shouted angrily.

Ye Gucheng snorted coldly, despised Murong Hai and said, "Piff, you dare to speak out in front of me." If I want to take Han Ming away today, I think who can stop it? As far as you are a cultivator of the void period, don't be embarrassed here!"

The naked threat completely angered Murong Hai, and Murong Hai shouted at the main hall of Tiangang Gate: "Senior brothers, don't show up with me at this time to eliminate the demon guard!"

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh" Three whistling sounds thought about it, and three old men with immortal wind bones suddenly appeared beside Murong Hai.

These three old men are all Murong Hai's junior disciples, and their cultivation is already approaching the Mahayana period. Only Murong Hai has been haunted by demons all these years, and he can't cultivate quietly without thinking about his daughter.

Ye Gucheng watched the three monks of the Great Perfection in the late stage of the transformation of the void suddenly appear, and laughed wildly. Suddenly, pure white and domineering mana erupted from its body.

As soon as the mana appeared, Murong Hai and a group of people immediately said in surprise: "Mana, this is actually the mana that can only be cultivated by ancient monks, who are you?"

"Haha, I'm the city lord of the killing city, Ye Gucheng!" After Ye Gucheng laughed, he looked at the four people in front of him coldly, and loudly reported his name.

Among the three people who suddenly appeared, one of them said with some confusion: "Ye Gucheng, impossible, weren't you killed by the masters in the Medicine King Valley hundreds of years ago?"

Ye Gucheng said disdainfully: "Hmph! Those children seem to be unable to make up for their own face, so they said that Ye Mou died! It's a pity that I, Ye Moufu, have a great life, but I didn't die." I'll take Han Ming away today, if you are in the way, I will destroy your Tiangang Gate!"

Murong Hai pointed at Ye Gucheng, his breath was heavy because of Ye Gucheng's words, and he shouted loudly: "Don't be ashamed, today I just want to keep Han Ming, what can you do?"

After Ye Gucheng snorted coldly, he threatened rampantly: "If you don't believe it, you can try it and see if Ye can say that you can't escape from the Tiangangmen killing." Just let the horses come!"

As soon as Murong Hai wanted to move, the other three pressed Murong Hai's shoulders, and one of them shook his head and whispered, "Senior brother, we already know about this matter." Hey, you've already made a fuss, isn't it enough? Is the honor so important to you?"

"Yes, Senior Brother, don't ruin the foundation of our Tiangangmen for thousands of years because of your own personal affairs! Otherwise, even if we die, we will not be able to see our ancestors!" The other old man also sighed and persuaded Murong Hai.

After hearing this, Murong Hai unwillingly looked at Han Ming, who was kneeling on the ground with a confused face, and returned to the Kunlun Hall with his sleeves flicked.

After Ye Gucheng saw that they were all leaving, he patted Han Ming's shoulder, and said to Han Ming with a wry smile: "Han Ming, let's go! Don't think about it, wait for the day when you have the strength, and then talk about it!"

Han Ming closed his eyes tightly at this moment and raised his head, otherwise tears would remain.

After a while, Han Ming kept kowtowing to the place where the Lingwu Master blew himself up, until Han Ming's forehead had been broken and blood flowed from all over the place, and then he said sadly: "Master, the apprentice is not filial. In this life, the apprentice has no chance to repay the master, and when the apprentice kills all the people in Tiangangmen today, he will definitely repay you in the next life. ”

With that, Han Ming flew towards the cave mansion that the Lingwu Master had given to Han Ming without looking back.

Ye Gucheng watched Han Ming fly in other directions alone, and immediately flew to Han Ming's side, and asked in confusion, "Han Ming, don't you go back to Killing City with me?" With me protecting you today, you can escape." If I'm not by your side, they won't give up!"

Han Ming looked firmly into the distance, shook his head and said, "Lonely, thank you for saving your life today." I Han Ming wrote down this situation. When I can repay him one day, I, Han Ming, will definitely repay him. But I don't want to live under anyone's wings, I have my own place to go, by the way, my master's sense?"

After Ye Gucheng sighed, he took out Dongfang Tiger's divine sense and said, "You have absorbed this divine sense! He is not your master, he is just a guy who is thinking about how to occupy your body!"