This is an ancient battlefield so vast that there are no borders, the blood-colored essence is rich and pure, the ancient halberd sword stands on the yellow leaf high hill, and the ancient bones and tattered military flags seem to be silently telling distant stories.

The indigenous inhabitants of this land are the bloody corpses of those who have long since died but have been resurrected by the bloody aura accumulated on the battlefield, they are fierce and powerful, and they hate all outsiders.

Shout!

The space of the Blood Corpse Secret Realm under a desolate hill suddenly broke open, and a figure burst out of the space, his reaction was very fast, and he adjusted his body before falling to the ground, and his feet landed firmly on the ground.

Han Ming breathed a sigh of relief, he looked up to observe the surrounding environment, and after making sure that it was safe, he tried the smoothness of the flow of the vitality in his body, and everything was normal.

The blood-colored essence like a blood mist was already so dense that it was visible to the naked eye, Han Ming tried to absorb a wisp, and then used the exercise method to refine it, this blood-colored essence was indeed much richer than that of the outside world, and only a wisp turned into a large amount of vitality.

However, Han Ming soon found out that something was wrong, because after refining this blood-colored essence, the blood-scarring qi contained in that essence would also be absorbed by the body, although he didn't know what harm this blood-colored qi would do to his body for the time being.

But just in case, Han Ming still urged the ancient characters of Fa Tian to devour all the bloody qi in the blood-colored essence, so that there would be no worries and could be refined.

Roar!

Although Han Ming had already observed the surroundings, when he studied the blood-colored essence, he was still found by a bloody corpse holding a broken long knife, the flesh and blood of the bloody corpse had been dried all over the body, and it looked like skin and bones, with pieces of rotten flesh on his face, and when he opened his mouth and roared, his breath was extremely fishy.

Rumble!

When the bloody corpse saw Han Ming, it screamed and rushed over, and the long knife in its hand was wrapped in a layer of blood-colored vitality and slashed directly at Han Ming's head.

Han Ming's face sank, and his spiritual sense had already sensed that this blood corpse was as strong as a third-order warrior, and this sword was fierce and could not be underestimated.

He sacrificed the greedy wolf giant sword, and the black vitality poured into the sword body, and the Qiankun sword intent was slightly injected into a wisp, and the entire big sword groaned slightly.

Shout!

Han Ming gripped the hilt of his sword and slashed towards the long knife of the bloody corpse.

Rumble!

The air erupted with a roar.

Han Ming's face turned pale suddenly, and his brows furrowed fiercely, obviously underestimating the blood-colored vitality used by the blood corpse.

The bloody aura carried by this blood-colored vitality was far beyond Han Ming's imagination, domineering and domineering, and the effect of the devouring power in his vitality given by the Second Transformation Devouring Character was greatly reduced.

Therefore, with a knife of the blood corpse, Han Ming was cut back two steps.

The bloody corpse's face was wrinkled like a rag, and a humanized smile appeared, and the blood-colored vitality on the long knife suddenly became much more solemn, and a fierce energy fluctuation condensed on its blade!

"Do you know martial arts?" Han Ming's eyes froze, as if he couldn't believe it.

As if to verify what Han Ming thought, the long knife of the bloody corpse suddenly turned into three knife shadows, each of which had a sharp momentum, and it was impossible to guard against it.

Fortunately, the other party is a fast sword, and Han Ming is also a fast sword, his momentum returned in an instant, and the sword drawing style has long been familiar with it.

A sword was as fast as a meteor, and the moment the shadow of the bloody corpse fell on his body, the head of the bloody corpse was cut off.

The headless bloody corpse's neck spewed black, and its body fell to the ground weakly, Han Ming threw the bloody corpse's dantian away with a big sword, and took out a blood crystal the size of a baby's fist.

The blood corpse is nondescript, but it can also cultivate like a human, condensing the blood crystal at the location of the Dantian Original Qi Palace, and this blood crystal is also a special treasure of the blood corpse secret realm.

Han Ming held the blood crystal in his big hand, his fingers could feel the incomparable energy of Peng Bai, and the corners of his mouth grinned, very relieved, but just as Han Ming put the blood crystal into the ring, a familiar and cold voice sounded behind him.

"Hand over the Blood Crystal!"

Han Ming didn't expect that he had deliberately asked to act alone, and then he was assigned a position, and he could meet an acquaintance so coincidentally, he had a cold face, and turned to look at Zhao Heng, and the blood sword warriors who were running quickly behind Zhao Heng.

"Han Ming, aren't you kid very rampant outside? Hit the Xuanhuo seal of our Zhao family, no matter how far you run to the ends of the earth, Lao Tzu can find you! Do you think you can escape from the palm of my hand, numb!" Zhao Heng laughed loudly, and expressed his frustration about eating deflated outside the secret area freely, he looked like Lao Tzu had eaten you, waiting for all the blood sword warriors to arrive, and then embarrass Han Ming.

The imprint is estimated to have been left by the first fight, and Han Ming saw Zhao Heng's arrogant appearance, and a cold light surged in his eyes.

The vitality in his body was boiling, he stretched out his big palm with the sword intent, slapped the sword body fiercely, the giant sword trembled slightly, and then held the hilt of the sword with both hands, seeing that Zhao Heng was still laughing arrogantly, he no longer hesitated, the soles of his feet slammed on the ground, and the giant sword roared towards Zhao Heng's neck.

He has never been a soft-handed person, he kills decisively, leaves no trouble, and while Zhao Heng's helper has not yet come, it is best to hit Zhao Heng hard!

That Zhao Heng didn't expect Han Ming's first reaction when he saw him as a seventh-order warrior was to take the lead, he was shocked, his steps were panicked, he took two steps back, and his big hand condensed the scorching vitality and slapped Han Ming's sword body fiercely, slapping the sword edge away.

Syllable!

Han Ming's big sword fell, and he followed in front of Zhao Heng, his big hand clenched into a fist, and the black vitality covered the fist, and the fist smashed down towards Zhao Heng's chest.

"With you second-order battle master?" Zhao Heng stabilized his body, sneered disdainfully, and smashed his fist towards Han Ming's fist.

The corners of Han Ming's mouth lifted slightly, his fist changed halfway, and one side of his body avoided Zhao Heng's fist, and then slapped Zhao Heng in the face.

Syllable!

The sound of this slap was very clear, making the Blood Sword Warriors who were rushing towards this side slightly stunned, and their expressions became wonderful.

Not only them, but even Zhao Heng, who was the party concerned, was a little blindsided by this slap, although he was a seventh-order battle master, but his combat reaction was incomparable to Han Ming's, this slap made him angry, his eyes were blood-red, and the vitality in his body roared out.

"Lao Tzu killed you!" Zhao Heng roared angrily, his eyes were red, and the scorching vitality gathered in his hands, his hands quickly sealed, and the fierce energy fluctuations spread out from his handprints.

After a small fire phoenix was formed from the handprint, it let out a long roar, flapping its wings and burning all the waves and flames towards Han Minggai.

Han Ming's face showed an extremely solemn look, this Flame Fire Phoenix made him feel the oppression of death, he roared angrily, and the bright sword intent in the Qi Hall turned into a white light and poured into the greedy wolf giant sword.

Airplanes!

The greedy wolf giant sword trembled violently, Han Ming's eyes flashed, and he clenched the big sword and slashed towards the rushing fire phoenix, this was his strongest sword!

A wisp of blue sword qi shot out from the end of the sword with a bit of charm that slashed through the heavens and the earth.

Rumble!

The fire phoenix completely covered the blue sword qi, and the killing intent on Zhao Heng's face turned into a hideous smile, but his smile didn't last for a few moments before turning into a thick fear, only to see the sword qi that was submerged by the fire phoenix tearing out the back of the fire phoenix, coming in his direction.

Zhao Heng felt the invincible aura on that sword qi, and his heart trembled fiercely, he really couldn't understand how Han Ming could use such a powerful sword qi.

After he was shocked, he hurriedly pinched the void with one hand, and the scorching vitality condensed into an ancient stone tablet phantom in his hand, and then raised his hand towards the fierce sword qi that came to him, and roared and slapped it.

"Big Monument Palm!"

Rumble!

The sword qi at the end of the strong bow was completely wiped out by the stone tablet phantom, and Zhao Heng breathed a long sigh of relief.

But Han Ming was much more embarrassed than him, and after he slashed out the sword qi that gave Zhao Heng, a seventh-order battle master, a headache, with one sword, the fire phoenix finally pounced.

The scorching flames formed by the Yuan Qi scorched every piece of flesh and blood in his body, and the huge impact of the fire phoenix also slammed into Han Ming's chest like a heavy hammer, causing Han Ming to tremble all over, and he was thrown out like a rag.

However, after the Flame Yuan Qi attacked his body, Han Ming immediately suppressed the Flame Yuan Qi as much as possible with the Heaven Cutting Ancient Character, but even so, his internal injuries were inevitable.

Han Ming took advantage of the opportunity to be knocked away by the fire phoenix, and as soon as the soles of his feet fell, he turned around and ran quickly in the opposite direction to Zhao Heng, with his current strength of the second-order battle master, he couldn't be tough with Zhao Heng of the seventh-order battle master, unless he sacrificed the black whirlpool of devouring words.

But that's Han Ming's biggest secret, if you don't make a move, you can kill all the witnesses as soon as you make a move, and the word devouring vortex is not fun, if you don't make a mistake, you will be counterattacked, the risk and cost are too high!

Therefore, before Zhao Heng's helpers did not contain it, retreat was the best way.

"Don't run!" Zhao Heng looked at Han Ming's back and roared, and chased after Han Ming's back.

At this moment, Bai Xue of the Blood Sword Poison Butterfly Brigade suddenly sneered: "You two stop me!"

From the beginning to the present, Bai Xue has always given the impression of a cute and innocent little woman, but this sneer is chilling, the gap between the front and the back is too big, and it really shocked everyone, Zhao Heng stopped and did not chase anymore.

And Han Ming already knew that Bai Xueren had a snake heart, and wanted to see what this woman wanted to do, so he stopped and turned to look at Bai Xue from afar.

All the Blood Sword Warriors also looked at what Bai Xue wanted to say, Bai Xue, who had always been gentle and lovely, seemed to be a different person at this moment, and met everyone's eyes without fear, a sarcastic smile appeared on her face, and she looked at the Blood Sword Warriors with disdain, "It's all a bunch of waste! From today on, the blood crystals obtained from the blood corpses hunted by everyone will be handed over to me half!"

Except for Han Ming, all the Blood Sword Warriors were slightly stunned, and then a fifth-order Blood Sword Warrior standing beside Bai Xue laughed and said, "Okay, if you sleep with me every day, it doesn't matter if I hand over half of it to you." ”

"Hahaha. The battle master's words drew a burst of ridicule, and even Zhao Heng sneered.

"It seems that you still don't understand the situation you're in!" Bai Xue shook her head, and then looked at the Blood Sword Warrior who was the first to speak, and a creepy sneer rose at the corner of her mouth.

"What's the situation, I think it's you who is ......" Before the fifth-order warrior finished speaking, a terrifying black pattern suddenly appeared on his face, he held his neck with both hands, his eyes were round, and the corners of his mouth flowed black blood, and he knelt on the ground in pain.

The other Blood Sword Warriors all looked shocked and frightened when they saw this scene.

With a happy smile on Bai Xue's face, she walked up to the fifth-order battle master, bent down and stretched out her little hand to gently stroke the battle master's head, and asked softly, "Are you in pain?"

"Wrong...... I was wrong...... It's over!" the warmaster nodded like a good dog, his body spasming in pain.

"Well, it's good to know what you're wrong!" Bai Xue smiled, stood up, and clapped her hands.

The black lines on the warrior's face faded and gradually returned to normal.

"The doom source skill I practiced, it is a relatively special exercise, the vitality that is refined is extremely poisonous, once the enemy's heart and lungs are **, they will start to multiply like Gu worms, I am afraid that I will explain to you that you don't understand, so I have to demonstrate it on the spot, rest assured that as long as you are obedient, I will not kill you, after all, there are too many places where you can be used in the future." ”

Bai Xue smiled and trembled, very charming, like a beautiful snake creepy.