In the heavy rain, Lin Huang's body tensed, and his eyes fell on the thin and cold young man in front of him, and a feeling of extreme danger surged in his heart.

"Thousand Spirits Sword Formation, I think you are a member of the Heavenly Thunder Sect!"

Lin Huang's eyes shrank, and his right hand was behind his back, secretly clasped on the hilt of the knife. This young man's realm should be at the peak realm of Renyuan, and it will not make Lin Huang particularly jealous.

But in addition, he is also a first-class formation master!

The first-level Evil Rain Formation, the first-level Formation Master, this is enough to have the strength to resist the Earth Yuan Realm.

"You can call me Han Ming!"

The young man pursed his lips and smiled softly, the umbrella in his hand slowly rotated, exuding a gloomy and cold aura.

"Han Ming, Mo Yu Gun Han Ming!"

Lin Huang's pupils shrank, and his heart was extremely shaken. This name is quite famous in the Eastern Spirit Realm. Young talent, excellent talent. The cultivation time is short, and it is already in the realm of the Nine Heavens of the Human Yuan.

You can set foot in the realm of the earth at any time.

He is also a genius formation master, he is already a first-level formation master at a young age, and he can control twenty-eight formation seals at the same time, and he is far away from the second-level formation master.

And his martial soul Mo Yu spear is a high-grade martial soul at the Xuan level.

"I didn't expect that in a small dynasty, there are people who know my name", Han Ming smiled leisurely, his slender ten fingers hooked his sideburns, and there was a trace of satisfaction on his feminine face.

"Since you know me, hand over the Thousand Spirit Sword Formation, and don't do fearless struggles. You should know that in the face of real strength, you are vulnerable, not to mention that I am still a formation master."

Han Ming smiled, and paused his steps to move forward again, approaching Lin Huang. A murderous aura also permeated, and the torrential rain became more intense, containing a majestic murderous aura, like a needle pricking on Lin Huang's body.

Lin Huang's figure stepped back, and with a wave of his hands, his body began to glow silvery.

Donkey Kong!

"It's a little underestimating you, and you actually practice the art of the flesh. But just by relying on this, if you want to fight against the Evil Rain Formation, it is too indifferent to our formation master."

Han Ming chuckled, and the hand holding the black umbrella shook slightly, and the rain in the void was suddenly fierce!

"You have to break the formation, or crush the formation!"

Feeling the rain falling on his body, there were bursts of stinging pain all over his body, Lin Huang's expression was slightly cold, and a pair of eyes scanned the four directions faintly, revealing a sharp and cold aura.

With his current strength, it is impossible to break through the first-level formation with brute force, and the only way is to find the formation eye, that is, the formation spirit, and destroy the formation center.

As long as the formation is broken and Han Ming's strength is greatly reduced, he can hope to fight it head-on.

"It should be in the handle!"

Lin Huang muttered in his heart, looking at the black umbrella that was constantly rotating in Han Ming's hand, and the rain that flew out of the swirling umbrella was like a spinning blade, guarding the latter tightly.

Looking at the young man standing faintly in the alley in the heavy rain, Lin Huang gritted his teeth, his expression gradually became cold, and his body shook with momentum, briefly shaking away the rain around him.

Then a cold blade flashed in the air, and the whole person stepped on the rain, like a cheetah in the rain, towards Han Ming......

"Stubborn!"

Han Ming smiled lightly, his thin lips were filled with a cold breath, and with a wave of his palm, the rain falling in the air suddenly condensed into dozens of rain guns.

The spear was sharp, full of a trace of evil energy, like a poisonous snake, staring at the forest wilderness coldly and coldly.

"Go!"

Han Ming spit lightly, and the ten rain spears in the heavy rain suddenly pierced through the falling rain curtain, like a cold poisonous snake piercing, stabbing towards Lin Huang......

"Kill!"

The long knife in Lin Huang's hand suddenly waved, and a circle of knife flowers danced in the rain, and the cold blade shone brightly, slashing at the rain spear that was attacking.

Bang bang bang!

The sword flashed, crisscrossing the knife in the heavy rain, slashing the rain gun one by one, and Lin Huang also retreated, and the strong impact force shook his mouth numb.

"What a fast knife".

Han Ming said elegantly, but there was an indescribable banter on his face. With the wave of his arm, one rain gun after another condensed, Lin Huang cut off one, and he condensed two.

Gradually, there were more and more rain guns, forming a forest of guns, which refers to the forest wilderness.

"Can't be returned!"

Lin Huang gritted his teeth, and the knife technique in his hand turned, and the speed accelerated. At the same time, he rushed forward again and began to move his body, avoiding what he could.

"I've learned to be good this time!"

Han Ming smiled, his expression was a little solemn, the Rain Array had faced the enemy many times, and it was the first time that someone's sword speed could be so fast, and his body flickered, which was even more weird.

In the pouring rain, there were fewer and fewer rain guns, and the forest wilderness was getting closer and closer to Han Ming.

"It's a little underestimating you, but you still have some strength and talent. It's a pity that if you don't hand over the Thousand Spirit Sword Array, you will be unable to escape death after all."

Han Ming smiled, and with a wave of his arm, all the rain spears fired in a volley, crisscrossing and crisscrossing them, as many as thirty handles!

Lin Huang's complexion changed, the silver glow of the skin around him rose sharply, and the blade returned to protect it, drawing an impermeable edge in the air, and the water could not be splashed!

Bang bang bang!

The powerful impact force came in unison, instantly crushing the sword of the defense around Lin Huang's body.

Lin Huang's eyes froze, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and the trajectory of the long knife in his hand changed violently in the air, pulling out a sharp afterimage in the rain.

The shadow of the knife is vertical and horizontal, sharp and domineering, like a butcher's knife to cut down the rain spears around the body.

At this moment, Lin Huang finally used his martial arts, three thousand miles!

The heavy rain was falling in a hurry, and there was no tendency to stop, but the guns in the rain had all dispersed, Lin Huang held a long knife in his hand, looked at Han Ming with a cold expression, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood because of the huge shock caused by the killing of the thirty rain guns just now.

"I underestimate you, you actually have such a martial art in your hand!"

Han Ming's expression froze, "Hand over the Thousand Spirit Sword Formation, and the martial technique you just used, as long as you hand it over, I can spare your life."

"I'm afraid it's not your turn to call the shots for my life!"

Lin Huang smiled coldly, the long knife in his hand rose again, his footsteps shook, the rain splashed in the alley he stomped on, and the whole person rushed out quickly, wrapped in the rain, and headed towards Han Ming.

"It's really a bit of a fearless confidence!"

Han Ming chuckled, his face flushed with feminine murderous intent. I saw that his arm was clenched in the air, and a rain gun reappeared, all pitch black, with a strong evil aura.

The spear was sharp, and the terrifying aura that emanated from it was much more terrifying than the previous rain gun.

Martial Soul, Mo Yu Gun!

Lin Huang felt a chill all over his body, and the aura of danger shrouded his body like a shadow, and before the Mo Yu gun moved, countless gun flowers had quietly shaken out in the heavy rain.

Han Mingsen smiled, holding an umbrella in one hand and a gun in the other, the pitch-black figure was a little lighter, and the black robe around him was flying, like a pitch-black mandala blooming in the wind and rain, killing towards the forest wilderness.

"I'm a straw dog, and I'm pretentious, I've seen too many people like you, and I've killed too much."

Han Ming sighed slowly, and the cold spear was already approaching the forest barren.

Sonor!

With a sonorous sound, the knives and guns collided violently, and the rain that shook and enveloped them splashed and penetrated all directions.

Lin Huang let out a muffled snort, and the powerful anti-shock force spread from the blade body all over his body, and the whole person slid backwards in the rain.

Han Ming didn't give Lin Huang the slightest chance to breathe, pursued him, and fired another shot, and his majestic and cold power suddenly exploded from the tip of the gun, approaching Lin Huang.

Lin Huang's face froze, the power of the slightest martial soul exploded, and in an instant, a domineering murderous aura swept out, and the cold knife in Lin Huang's hand became brighter and brighter, and it was fierce.

Martial Soul Magical Power, Shura's Fury!

Doubled your combat power!

Kill!

Lin Huang let out an angry roar, swung his long knife, and slashed at Han Ming.

In the rain curtain, the sonorous sound continued to sound, the rain splashed in all directions, and the figures of the two people were staggered, and the majestic breath was like a tide.

Han Ming frowned, Lin Huang only roared, and his power was twice as strong as before.

What kind of martial soul is this?

Well?

At the time of the war, Lin Huang's heart was also full of surprise, in the Xuanhai, the Shura martial soul flew, absorbing the evil qi in the rain, and then merged into the Xuanhai vitality.

This made Lin Huang feel that the pressure from the Evil Rain Formation suddenly lightened, and then became lighter and lighter......

"What kind of trick are you, you can actually absorb the evil qi in the formation."

Feeling the violent fluctuations from the formation, Han Ming frowned, and his expression became a lot more solemn. The evil qi forces the human body and has a great impact on the physique of the warrior.

Once too much evil qi is gathered in the body, it is likely to affect the mind and escape into the demonic path.

And Lin Huang doesn't seem to be afraid of this.

In the falling rain curtain, although Lin Huang became more and more courageous, he was always pressed and beaten by Han Ming, after all, there was a gap between the existence of the formation and his own realm.

Even if Lin Huang had extremely rich combat experience, it would be difficult to make up for this gap.

Even so, Lin Huang has been able to fight with Han Ming for so long, which has already made people look sideways, but Han Ming, on the other hand, has long lost his previous leisure.

"I'm really looking for death!"

Han Ming sighed coldly, his eyes shot an increasingly cold gaze, the Mo Yu gun in his hand let out a whining and trembling sound, and the strong aura of the Dao Dao diffused from the spear, causing the rain falling in the air to stagnate, hovering around the spear, forming a Dao turbine......

(End of chapter)