A group of black demon team members all trembled, and they didn't even dare to echo, although they were afraid of Han Ming's punishment, they all showed a heartfelt smile on their faces.

Wang Dahu shouted excitedly: "It's all spirited, the captain is back, let him see how much we have grown in half a year!"

Roar!

A thousand black men were still extremely tired, and now they were like being beaten one by one, which made the pressure on the opposite side of the Blood Sun Imperial Army instantly increase sharply.

And the sergeants of the Blood Sword who were fighting on the front line with the black demon were even more puzzled when they saw Han Ming's figure.

Isn't the captain of the Black Evil Brigade the beautiful girl, but this person, from the current excited mood of the Black Evil Brigade, they can feel that this man is simply the spiritual pillar of the Black Evil Brigade.

But does he really have such magical powers that he can save the day?

Most people don't believe it, but they see Han Xiaobai, who is like a goddess in their hearts, put the long sickle into the acceptance ring, and runs towards Han Ming, and after jumping up and throwing himself into Han Ming's arms, their eyes are wide open, staring at Han Ming's jealousy.

Boom!

Both of them were wearing battle armor, and Han Xiaobai suddenly threw himself into Han Ming's arms, but knocked Han Ming back a step.

Under the mask, Han Ming showed a doting and helpless look, hugged the girl hard, and then put Han Xiaobai on the ground, and rubbed the girl's head spontaneously with his big hand.

The silver whiteness in the girl's eyes completely faded, and she squinted her eyes and lowered her head, enjoying the warmth of the moment.

This scene was seen by Wang Dahu and smiled helplessly, but this helpless smile was also mixed with a hint of bitterness, and it is estimated that the only man who can make Han Xiaobai behave like a little daughter is their captain.

Han Ming saw that Han Xiaobai was safe and sound, and when he saw that most of the black demons were injured and had not yet been damaged, his hanging heart slowly flattened, but after his eyes fell on a trace of blood on the corner of Han Xiaobai's mouth, his face suddenly darkened.

A trace of violent killing intent suddenly erupted from the depths of his body, and this violent killing intent caused the surrounding group of ordinary soldiers to retreat in horror, looking at Han Ming in horror.

"Who is it?" Han Ming stared at Han Xiaobai, suppressing the anger and killing intent in his heart, and asked in a deep voice.

Han Xiaobai smiled at Han Mingtian, his eyes bent into crescents, raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and shook his head, "It's out of the way." ”

"It's Lao Tzu and me, what can you do?!" At this time, the eighth-order warrior of the opposite Blood Day roared wildly, he looked at Han Mingfang and took Han Xiaobai into his arms, he was very jealous, and saw that the black demon came back because of Han Ming, as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, and his heart even put Han Ming on the must-kill list.

So when he heard Han Ming ask about Han Xiaobai's injury, he howled and said disdainfully.

Han Ming set his sights on the eighth-order battle master of the Blood Sun Empire. With a cold look on his face, he patted Han Xiaobai's weak shoulder and instructed, "Go to the back and rest, leave everything to me!"

Han Xiaobai nodded, without any objections or doubts, and honestly walked to the back and watched Han Ming walk towards the forward position with a big sword.

The battle did not stop because of Han Ming's arrival, but became more intense because of Han Ming's arrival, and those Blood Sun Imperial troops clearly felt that the attack of the Black Demon Brigade had once again become fierce and ferocious.

The corners of Han Ming's mouth grinned with a confident smile, and the giant sword shouted, "Who is fighting side by side with me?"

One by one, the eyes of a thousand black men widened, and they shouted passionately from the bottom of their hearts: "Black evil!"

"Who shares the glory with me?" Han Ming stared at the wolf-like enemy eighth-order battle master on the opposite side, and continued to move towards the forward position.

The voices of a thousand black men were obviously more excited than the first time, and even a little fanatical, "Black evil!"

It may be that driven by the emotion of the black demon, even the other blood sword troops are also enthusiastic, but those battle divisions of other troops on the front line are obviously not very convinced by Han Ming, and there is an eighth-order battle division on the opposite side.

An eighth-order battle master was almost able to dominate the battlefield here, and they all sneered to see how many catties and taels this captain of the Black Demon Brigade who was so good at building momentum had!

"Brother, the Black Devil, you will never lose!" After Han Ming finished the last sentence, he was already standing at the forefront of the Black Evil Brigade, just like when he attacked Tianhai City.

Roar!

The Black Devils swooped down from his side like tigers and leopards to the front of the attacking team, their small shields in front of them once again becoming seamless, and the long swords they wielded in their hands once again powerful and heavy.

The current black demons are the wolves that have just awakened!

Because their wolf king is back!

The three battle divisions of the Blood Sun glanced at each other, and they could naturally feel that the state of the black demon was getting better and better, and the reason for this extremely unfavorable change for them was the man in black armor in front of them!

The eighth-order battle master stared at Han Ming even more, killing intent Ling Ran, he roared angrily, the violent and cold vitality surged on the surface of his body, and he slammed on the ground, and the whole person swept to Han Ming's side, and his big hand slapped towards Han Ming's head with extremely rich vitality.

"Give me death!" the man's face was full of ferocity, and he roared with murderous intent, his fangs bared.

It's just that when his big hand slapped Han Ming's body, it passed through Han Ming's illusory figure as if it was shooting air.

The pupils of his eyes shrank suddenly, and he asked in shock, "What's the matter?!"

At this moment, he suddenly felt a violent fluctuation of vitality in the back of his head, turned around abruptly, his hands were sealed, and the cold vitality condensed into a crystal clear ice crystal thick shield in front of him!

Han Ming sneered, a wisp of Origin Sword Qi and Ten Thousand Killing Sword Qi were all poured into the sword body, and the entire Greedy Wolf Giant Sword hummed, and the sword blade smashed this ice crystal thick shield with incomparable sharpness and sharpness!

"If you want to kill me, you're still so tender!" After the eighth-order warrior felt the numb-tingly sharp edge transmitted from Han Ming's giant sword, he stepped on the ground and left a sentence with a hard mouth, and wanted to retreat!

Han Ming sneered, gathered the momentum around him, and then instantly came out with a sword like a dragon.

A brilliant sword light flashed in the night sky, and the sound of the sword blade tearing through the air was extremely sharp.

Before the eighth-order battle master could completely retreat, his side was slashed by the sword light, and blood gushed out like a fountain, and the arrogance on his face instantly turned into horror and fear.

He didn't know that the sword of the fifth-order warrior of the blood sword on the other side was terrifying, and then followed by such a fast thunder sword, he couldn't care about the mockery of the mouth cannon, and he wanted to retreat even if he rolled and crawled.

Han Ming's figure left three afterimages in mid-air, chasing behind the eighth-order battle master, and the origin sword intent in his body poured into the sword body again, and then burst into a loud roar and threw the giant sword.

This person hurt Xiaobai and decided that he couldn't forgive!

A bright sword aura flashed in the night sky, and the head of the eighth-order warrior rolled on the ground a few times, and a fountain of red blood erupted from the neck of the headless corpse, and it fell to the ground with a bang.

The battle on the front edge of the Great Wall came to a halt in an instant because the head of the eighth-order warrior of the Blood Sun fell to the ground.

A group of Blood Sun Empire soldiers on the opposite side stared at Han Ming's figure as if they were ghosts, an eighth-order battle master was under the hands of a fifth-order war master, and within two moves, his head fell to the ground!

The side of the Blood Sword was even more shocked than the side of the Blood Sun Empire, and the warriors who were still holding the mentality of watching jokes Han Ming opened their mouths in shock, the other party was a genuine eighth-order warrior, but Han Ming cut off his head like chopping melons and vegetables.

As soon as Han Ming came on the field, he slashed the opponent's eighth-order battle division, and this scene also allowed the generals and other blood sword troops who were temporarily resting behind him to have a full view.

Huo Wu looked at Han Ming's back from afar, first slightly stunned, and then a smile of relief appeared on his delicate and moving face, it seems that he hasn't seen him for half a year, and Han Ming has grown to such a blatant point!

Seeing Han Ming's blood sword warriors and soldiers slashing the opponent's strong generals, they were all shocked, and the slightest doubt about Han Ming in their hearts suddenly disappeared, and they all looked at Han Ming with admiration, and couldn't help but praise.

"The captain of this Black Demon Brigade is really powerful, and he instantly killed the eighth-order battle master on the opposite side!"

"Awesome, awesome! Look at that group of black people, when you see the real captain come back, it's like a complete change of state, and they don't want to die!"

"It's so strong...... It's really strong, he's really only a fifth-order battle master?!"

Bai Wang's expression distorted when he heard the discussion of the war divisions and soldiers around him, he stared at Han Ming's back, his eyes breathed fire, his fists clenched tighter and tighter, and his bones rattled.

Seeing that Han Ming, who had not been seen for half a year, was back again, and he was many times stronger than before, Bai Wang finally had a trace of urgency in his heart, even if he was a fifth-order fighter back then, it was extremely difficult to challenge an eighth-order warrior, and Han Ming only had two moves to cut an eighth-order warrior under the sword.

Bai Wang had already made up his mind this time, no matter what the price, he must get rid of Han Ming, not only because of Huo Wu's too kind attitude towards Han Ming, but also because of Han Ming's terrifying talent.

What Bai Wang thought, Han Ming naturally didn't know, he looked at the dead eighth-order warrior on the ground, his face was gloomy, his mentality was not arrogant, he was not impatient, he was not sad or happy, if he wanted to blame him, he could only blame the other party for being arrogant and arrogant, and he would attack with all his strength without testing his strength first.

Moreover, the strength of this eighth-order warlord is too vain, and it cannot be compared with the strength of other legions eighth-order warlords in the Blood Corpse Secret Realm!

The entire Black Demon Brigade suddenly boiled, and a thousand men shouted that the boss was mighty, and the fighting spirit was even higher, more fanatical and fierce.

"It's just a trick to speed!Give me death!" At this moment, the two figures suddenly swept towards Han Ming, and it was the two battle divisions that had just dealt with Han Xiaobai.

One of the battle masters even looked like he had seen through Han Ming, his face was full of cruelty, and he roared wildly: "He's just a flash of speed, let's hide from each other and see what he can do together!"

"Hahahaha!" After hearing his companion's words, the uneasiness in the eyes of the other enemy warlord also quietly retreated, and nodded happily.

Rumble!

One of them punched, the fist was full of vitality and fierceness, and the other of them stabbed, and the flame was burning.

Han Ming sneered, and immediately activated the thick and condensed pitch-black vitality in his body, supplemented by the strength of this vigorous body, he opened the giant sword and shouted: "Minions, get out of the way!"

After that, the giant sword swept towards the two people who attacked with the pitch-black rolling vitality!

"Hmph, I can't help myself...... Fourth-order warrior in the place where he clenched his big fist sneered, and then his fist slammed on the body of the giant sword with no care, and the grim smile on his face suddenly solidified in the next moment, and the whole person trembled!