"Hehe

"You...... Don't laugh, panic!" The fierce tart's face trembled, and he couldn't help but want to escape quickly, but he was unwilling to leave like this, afraid that there would be nowhere to put his face in the future, so he and Han Ming were frozen in place.

Han Ming ignored the fierce tart, at this time he forcibly suppressed the progress of promotion in his body, the soles of his feet were raised again, and then he stepped towards the void in desperation.

Click!

His muscles were high, his neck and forehead were bruised, and the bones of his feet began to break.

"Today's ......" Han Ming took a breath, raised his head, his eyes were completely blood-red, and then roared: "Never die!!"

Click!

Han Ming stepped on it hard again, and the calf bones began to crack, which was due to the lack of strength in his body, which caused too much burden on his body.

Click!

The boots under his feet cracked into slag, and a bloody foot continued to step down.

"Good! good!" The fierce tart said hello twice, feeling that he had compromised, but Han Ming held on to it, stinging his dignity, his face turned hideous, his murderous intent rose, and his body surface was tumbling with vitality and blood, and he began to accumulate strength.

Rumble!

Han Ming's soles fell to the ground, the blood stains on the surface of his feet dissipated with the sea water, and the whole person no longer had any momentum, even Fang Cai's thousand-meter sword formation instantly collapsed into smoke, and there was no trace of it, as if Han Ming had failed to perform martial arts.

"Hahahahahaha!hahaha ”

Han Ming didn't care about the fierce taunt, at this moment his body was shaking like a flutter in the wind, as if the fierce tart could make him hit the street with a finger, but there was only a faint indifference on his face, and there was no emotion.

He looked at the fierce tart in a daze, his gaze made the fierce tart tremble, and then the fierce tart's body began to sting wildly.

"You~~!" The fierce ridicule finally died out, and he looked at Han Ming with a blank face, not knowing why there was always a sense of crisis in his heart.

"I'll go down with this sword, you...... You might die!"

The corners of Han Ming's mouth raised, and the index finger and middle finger of his left hand rose together, caressing from the blade of the Dark Heavy Sword, and the blood-colored flames with the power of extinction burned throughout the sword body with a bang.

A force to kill the king, from the sword in Han Ming's hand, leaked out.

"You're a madman!!!"

The fierce tart was so frightened that the seven souls and six spirits were about to get out of their bodies and soar, and the whole person shuddered constantly, turned around and ran, without the slightest hesitation.

At this moment, he spent all his life on this escape, without Han Ming proving anything, he clearly knew that Han Ming was not joking with him.

This winner is a madman, a complete madman, his weak body, if he really throws the last sword, the two of them will definitely die in the net, and no one will survive.

"Maniac !!"

The fierce tart roared all the way, the handprints flew over, and suddenly the vitality condensed on the surface of the body and a giant crocodile phantom appeared, and the speed of the whole person was several times faster.

"Crazy!" The fierce tart looked back, that Han Ming had already held the sword, ready to slash, although the two were only thousands of meters apart, he still had a hunch that if this sword was cleaved, he would still die.

"Nima!!" The fierce tart scolded angrily, gritted his teeth fiercely, and forced out a mouthful of origin essence blood, regardless of anything else.

This mouthful of origin essence blood spurted out, and the fierce momentum of the tart withered to the battle male level, and his eyes were about to close, he forced himself to take the blood as the guide, and his hands were sealed again, and the blood fusion vitality suddenly shrouded his whole person with a layer of blood light, and the speed suddenly surged a hundred times again, and it actually broke through the space, entered the spatial turbulence, and disappeared.

At this moment, Han Ming was holding a blood-burning long sword, and before he could cut it off, the fierce tart had already used his clan's secret technique to escape, which made Han Ming a little angry.

And the fierce tart scolded and scared and fled wildly, which also made everyone see it clearly, but I didn't expect that the fierce tart who swore to kill Han Ming was finally scared to the point of urine, and even the secret skills of the clan that I would never dare to use at will on weekdays were used to run away, it is conceivable that this fierce tart is afraid of Han Ming.

It's not that Han Ming is stable and suppresses the fierce tart, but the fierce tart doesn't want to take the risk of falling and break the net with Han Mingyu.

If this sword is really slashed down, the fierce tart will probably die ninety percent, but it will definitely not fall soon, and Han Ming will definitely have no backhand power when he splits this sword, and he will definitely be killed by the fierce tart.

Han Ming spared no risk of his life to kill the fierce tart, which is why the fierce tart was scared away by Han Ming's ferocious energy.

But in the eyes of the army, Han Ming is a complete victory, which is more commendable than the record of killing a king, which is to scare away a war king alive.

Suddenly, the rumors that Han Mingqiao had killed Li Qing were self-defeating, and the 500,000 enemy troops scattered like a school of fish attacked by sharks in a rush of pushing and screaming.

"Winning champions, not people!"

"He's invincible, he's invincible!"

"Nima, this battle can't be fought, it's safer to go to the ancient sea and ocean!"

The ordinary sergeants in the enemy army had not yet fled, and the war heroes basically glanced at Han Ming in horror, and ran harder than the fierce tart.

The 300,000 sperm army excitedly waved military flags and shouted: "The champion is invincible! The champion is invincible!"

The excited shouts of the soldiers were heard throughout the sea.

Han Ming faded from the power of slaying the king on the long sword, shook his body a few times, and after stabilizing himself, he sat cross-legged.

Now that there are no external troubles, you need to devote yourself to internal worries.

Han Ming'an calmed down to deal with the matter of advancement, but the battle situation of the Ice Crystal Resource Island was transmitted to the ears of the young masters of the various veins for the first time.

Since the Battle of Xingyin Resource Island, the sperm army has been like a rainbow, invincible all the way, and has converged most of the lost territory, which makes the four veins a little red.

After that battle, Han Ming was seriously injured and could not be retired, and rumors of a possible fall spread widely in the army.

This news let the four veins know that the four veins army actually had some feelings of schadenfreude, and for the enemy army, it was even more good news.

This time the glacial resource island crisis, seeing that the fierce tart set up a strange plot, claiming that he was going to kill the king of sperm or kill the champion of the winning clan.

The fierce tart is not an unknown person, and the four war kings of the sperm army are firmly entangled, and the Ying clan asks the sword to guard the headquarters of the sperm army and does not dare to fight at will, and the only one who can save the crisis of the glaspar resource island is the legendary champion of the Ying clan who has the power to kill the king.

After the Winning Champion War, it is difficult to recover from serious injuries, which is not a secret in the entire sperm army, so as long as the Winning Champion plays, the possibility of killing the Winning Champion is very high.

This battle can be said to be all eyes on the battle, and the entire battlefield is looking forward to the results, but Han Ming doesn't know all this.