Rumble!

Some of the ten runes stretched out huge golden chains, some flew down long tablets engraved with inscriptions, some descended the virtual image of a god, and some sprayed light like a torrent.

In short, on the top of the entire Luoxia Mountain, except for Han Ming, everyone only felt a powerful suppressive force pressing down from above their heads.

Countless stout golden Dao Yun chains extended in front of Han Ming's body with a click, blocking Wang Tuo's sword light.

Rumble!

The chains shattered, but the sword light also faltered.

Immediately after that, a long monument carved with various obscure inscriptions fell from the sky, shattering the sword light with a bang.

Han Ming dragged the catastrophe sword intent, controlled ten five-grade rune arrays, turned into Dao remnants, and killed Wang Tuo.

"Sword Cultivator or Fu Array Master?!" Rao is Wang Tuo was also shocked at this time, his hideous expression was extremely gloomy, he was in the midst of ten rune formations, and he was specially cared for by Han Ming, and his whole body was suppressed by a great pressure, whether it was his actions or the flow of vitality, he was greatly restricted.

"Die!"

Han Ming arrived at Wang Tuo's side in an instant, and without the slightest hesitation, he ran the Tongtian Sword Technique, the sword light was more than a zhang long, and he slashed towards Wang Tuo with the long sword.

Wang Tuo gritted his teeth fiercely, dragged the long sword, and met it with a sword.

Rumble!

The two swords were handed over, and the space collapsed one after another.

Wang Tuo was slashed back more than six meters away by Han Ming's sword, his face full of disbelief.

As soon as Fang had just fought, he sensed the power of blood and qi in Han Ming's body like a torrent, and in terms of physique, even if he was born with a sword embryo body, he couldn't match half of Han Ming.

"Just a little Holy Body, dare to say that you will kill me?!" Han Ming laughed cruelly.

At this moment, Han Ming was in the midst of the ten runes he had laid out, opening the Great Sun Vajra Body of the Flame Slaughter Holy Body, and said unceremoniously, now in Luoxia Mountain, except for Zhao Minhong Yunyao and the head of the Ancient Sword Sect and the head of the Spirit Sword Sect, he can kill whoever he wants!

"Give me town!" Han Ming roared angrily, and his starry hand slapped at Wang Tuo!

Countless golden Dao Yun chains wrapped around Wang Tuo.

Wang Tuo roared angrily, and after smashing the golden Dao Yun chain with his long sword, before he could catch his breath, he immediately took a long monument.

He raised his sword against the monument, but saw a huge phantom of the god stomp down on him.

The space cracked, and the sound of the explosion was like a muffled thunder!

Wang Tuo had no back hand, his chest was suddenly trampled by the god phantom and collapsed and shattered, he fell from the sky, and before he could stand firmly, the sky array rained down golden divine thunder again, scorching him on the outside and tender on the inside, and black smoke was emitting from his body.

Han Ming's figure suddenly turned into nine afterimages, and the catastrophe sword intent immediately poured into the chest of Wang Tuo, the first day of the Ancient Sword Sect.

"Spare me...... Spare my life......" Wang Tuo was so frightened that he thought that solving Han Ming was as easy as eating and drinking, but he didn't expect the result to be the opposite, and he was so abused by Han Ming that he could only use a sword.

Han Ming sneered, grabbed the sword intent with both hands and slashed it in half.

Shout!

A spiritual sense shot out of Wang Tuo's head and swept towards the outside of Luoxia Mountain, but was shattered by a long monument that was lowered by the rune array on the way.

Even the Ancient Sword Sect Wang Tuo fell under Han Ming's devastating offensive, and this scene fell in the eyes of a group of Ancient Sword Sect Spirit Sword Sect War Kings, and everyone was covered in a chill.

And that Spirit Sword Sect Zi Ying was even more direct, she turned around and ran, her Wind Shadow Holy Body was used to escape, even Han Ming couldn't reach it.

Rumble!

Han Ming did not chase after Ziying, but began to carry out a frenzied slaughter in the range shrouded by the talisman array.

A group of sword cultivators from the Sword Sect Mountain had never felt that the War King powerhouse was as fragile as a papier-mâché tiger.

But today, I saw that under the attack of the black-robed young man's little sword body, those crazy ancient sword sect and spirit sword sect war kings were either dead or seriously injured, or they were ghosts crying wolves and fleeing towards Luoxia Mountain.

"Boy, you're looking for !! death"

The head of the Ancient Sword Sect naturally also found out that his own war king had suffered heavy losses, he was first shocked, and then angry, he never imagined that more than forty war kings would be killed by a second-order war king and run away.

This time of planning, the head of the ancient sword sect was preparing to slaughter the sword sect mountain to the point that no chickens and dogs would be left, but he didn't expect that Zhao Min would come out of the customs, and the sword intent had already reached the sixth stage, let alone that there would be such a five-grade rune formation master plus sword cultivation on Luoxia Mountain.

"Distraction, it's not good!" Hong Yunyao slashed with a sword, interrupting the intention of the head of the Ancient Sword Sect to personally kill Han Ming.

However, just when Han Ming was hunting down many ancient sword sect and spirit sword sect war kings, the entire Luoxia Mountain trembled slightly, and a small crack spread from the bottom of the mountain to the halfway up the mountain, and a terrifying murderous aura leaked out from the ground.

Feeling this familiar murderous aura, the faces of both Hong Yunyao and Han Ming sank fiercely.

"Hahaha, it seems that the Ghost Eagle Seniors have achieved great things!!" The head of the Ancient Sword Sect showed a hint of smugness on his still gloomy face, and laughed wildly.

The Ancient Sword Sect and the Spirit Sword Sect attacked the mountain together was just a pretense, and the purpose was to achieve the ghost eagle with a mysterious origin and strong strength to successfully win the ancient word of Luoxia Mountain, as long as the ghost eagle got the six-turn killing word, the final result of Luoxia Mountain was basically finalized.

Even if it was Hong Yunyao, in the case of that Ghost Eagle senior's possession of the six-turn killing word, it was definitely a dead end.

"Your purpose is to cut down the ancient characters of the sky, why do you know ?!!" Hong Yunyao suddenly realized at this time, why the head of the ancient sword sect has such a strange thing as the sword order, someone must know the six turns of the ancient characters suppressed under Luoxia Mountain, and then the spirit sword faction of the ancient sword sect is ready to come to the east and west, slaughter Luoxia Mountain as a void, and quietly start the six turns killing words as a reality.

The head of the Ancient Sword Sect smiled fiercely and said cruelly: "Hong Yunyao, do you think that only you know that our Sword Sect Mountain still has a Heaven Cutting Ancient Character?!Your master was forced to die in front of the mountain gate, and the inside story was because he didn't want to tell us the whereabouts of the Heaven Cutting Ancient Character, hmph, now as long as the Ghost Eagle seniors start the Heaven Cutting Ancient Character, Hong Yunyao, at that time, it will be the death period of you and your group of disciples and elders!!"

Hongyun Yao's heart was burning, his eyes were burning with murderous intent, and the bamboo sword in his hand became more and more powerful, every time he took out the sword, he could shake the sword order on the side of the head of the ancient sword sect There were many cracks.

"Don't be delusional, Hongyunyao, I'll drag you to the death!" The head of the Ancient Sword Sect saw that the Zhenjian Ling beside him was in danger, and he didn't have the slightest fear, but grinned confidently, and raised his hand to sacrifice a token with a golden color and a simple shape again.

"There's also a sword order?!" Hong Yunyao's pupils shrank slightly, and he exclaimed with some annoyance.

"Hahahaha, Hongyunyao, do you think we are not fully prepared and will attack Luoxia Mountain? Now that there are two Zhenxia Sword Orders, I am afraid that your Hongyunyao's Luoxia Sword Intent can only exert fifty percent of its power!"

The head of the Ancient Sword Sect laughed heartily, judging from the rift spreading up the ground, it was obvious that the ghost eagle senior had already made a move, as long as it was delayed for a while, the time for the destruction of Luoxia Mountain would come.

Laugh at!

A flash of golden light and blue thunder swept towards the bottom of the mountain from the Haoyue Square of Luoxia Mountain, it was Han Ming.

No matter what kind of goods the ghost eagle predecessor is, Han Ming will not sit back and watch others in front of him and take away the ancient characters of Fatian.

Dog's day, Wang Ba calf, that's Lao Tzu's thing!

Laugh at!

Han Ming's soles glared at the void again and accelerated, the guy who could make the head of the Ancient Sword Sect and the head of the Spirit Sword Sect cover was definitely a strong man in the Battle Command, facing the strong in the Battle Command......

Han Ming's nose wrinkled, his eyebrows pressed down fiercely, and his eyes looked fiercely at the palms of his hands, the black electricity on his left hand was tumbling, the golden electricity was churning on his right hand, and the cores of the two ancient characters in his body were forcibly dragged out by him.

"If you want to take the ancient characters of Fatian, you have to ask Lao Tzu first!" Han Ming said in a cold tone, with murderous intent.