"I have lost my ancient words!!"

The half-step Demon Venerable's big hand that was smashed by the golden tripod returned to its original appearance in an instant, he grinned and screamed, and the big hand was wrapped around the big hand again, and a hurried Dao chain came out, "Troll Hand!!"

Rumble!

The half-step Demon Venerable once again stretched out his big hand, but this time his palm was holding the rhyme of heaven and earth, entwining the hurried Dao rules, and squeezed down towards Han Ming.

"Come on!!"

Han Ming roared angrily, the golden flames all over his body were extremely blazing, he raised his hands high, and the sword qi path in the qi realm separated a sword qi that was as bright as light, and in an instant, this wisp of sword qi was suspended above Han Ming's raised hands.

Han Ming blessed all the rolling Dao rhyme in his body on the sword qi raised in both hands, and this wisp of sword qi that was only a finger long instantly surged and surged, and in an instant, it was more than three meters long, and the edge was incomparably sharp.

"Go!!"

Han Ming held this brilliant and terrifying sword qi with both hands and shot fiercely towards the outstretched demon hand.

The sword qi was as bright as light, sweeping across the sky.

Rumble!

The half-step Demon Venerable's big hand and sword qi were handed over in mid-air, and suddenly the surrounding space collapsed again, and the terrifying qi wave spread in mid-air.

In the next moment, the sword qi was shattered.

The pupils of Han Ming's eyes shrank slightly, and when he opened his mouth, a blood mist erupted, and the whole person rolled backwards and shot backwards like a rag thrown away by the half-step Demon Venerable.

In the process of constantly rolling, Han Ming found his body balance, he leaned over, rubbed his feet on the ground fiercely, ploughed out two deep earth waves, and slid for more than 200 meters before stopping.

"Big Brother !!" Han Yihu had already followed the last group of people to stand on the teleportation array, he looked at Han Ming worriedly, and roared anxiously.

"Want to go?!" The half-step Demon Venerable laughed fiercely, and the upper Dao of his big hand was churning and entangled, and then clenched into a fist, and smashed down towards the teleportation array where Han Yihu and the others were.

Yes!!

The Flame Fox Clan standing on the teleportation array screamed, and their faces were all shocked.

"Kill the word!!"

Han Ming saw that Han Yihu's family of three was about to be smashed into meat sauce by the half-step Demon Venerable, and his chest churned with anger, and he roared hysterically.

In his dantian, Blood Jiao's face was full of crazy killing intent, and he opened his mouth to spew out his inner blood sword.

Whew!

Blood-colored lightning surrounded Han Ming's right hand, and a long sword as scarlet as the eye of hell appeared in Han Ming's hand.

He clenched the sword with five fingers, and the frenzied killing intent poured into his body, and the infinite surging power rolled and surged in the blood sword.

Laugh at!

Han Ming's body was entangled in blood and electricity, and he blocked the half-step Demon Venerable's fist like a gallop, and his eyes swung his sword coldly, and the sword power was like a blood-colored river, reflecting half of the sky.

Yes~~!!!

The entire fist of the half-step Demon Venerable was split from the middle, and the blood flowed like a torrent, he let out a miserable scream of disbelief, his eyes widened as he looked at Han Ming, and said in a cruel voice: "This is, this is the six-turn killing word?!!"

Han Ming ignored the half-step Demon Venerable's long roar, but turned towards Han Yihu and roared with all his might: "Hurry up, leave me alone, no one will be able to leave if you procrastinate!!"

"Let's go !!" Han Yihu looked at Han Ming's lonely back, his eyes were hot, and his voice roared sadly.

Airplanes!

The entire teleportation array was staggered and gradually brightened.

"Uncle!!" Han Jie seemed to understand that he might never see the brave and mighty uncle again, so he suddenly cried and said to Han Ming.

Hearing Han Jie's uncle, Han Ming's face was slightly pale, and there were still blood stains on the corners of his mouth, he turned sideways and grinned at Han Jie, and said, "Goodbye, eldest nephew!!"

"The Great Demon Swallows the !!"

The half-step Demon Venerable's severed arm returned to normal again, and his hands were broken by Han Ming's counterattack two consecutive shots, he was completely furious, and with a roar, a chain of black light and light was condensed between the surrounding heaven and earth.

These Dao chains condensed an even more ferocious troll head behind the half-step Demon Venerable, and the demon head opened its bloody mouth and fell from the sky, biting down towards Han Ming.

Call!

Han Ming exhaled a long breath of turbidity, his face was pale and cold, his hands clenched the blood sword, the Dao rhyme in his body was churning, and the soles of his feet suddenly took a step towards him, and then the second step followed closely, and then without the slightest delay, the third step and the fourth step followed closely and stepped down.

Bite!

After the fourth step landed, the void under Han Ming's feet suddenly lit up with golden light ripples, and this ripple continued to spread, causing the surrounding heaven and earth essence qi to completely riot.

After stepping on the fourth step, Han Ming followed and lifted the fifth step, and the powerful heaven and earth countermeasures prevented the soles of his feet from falling, but now Han Ming's strength is much stronger than before, and the fifth step of the nine-step Heaven Slaughtering Sword is no longer as difficult as climbing to the sky for him now.

Click!

The void cracked under his feet, and the bones in the soles of his feet also cracked out of the Dao scars.

Yes!!!

Blood spilled from Han Ming's mouth, and he let out a dull roar, and immediately stepped on the fifth step.

Call!

Between the surrounding heaven and earth, the rolling Dao Yun turned into a long white dragon, condensing towards the blood sword in his hand, and the terrifying sword power was infinitely condensed on the blood sword in his hand.

The six-turn killing word core, coupled with the fifth step of the nine-step Heaven Slaughter Sword, the merger of the two strengths, the power of this sword is definitely Han Ming's strongest blow.

"Go!!"

Han Ming roared, held the sword in both hands, and stabbed out with a sword towards the troll head that was pressed down.

The sword qi is like a waterfall in the sky, and like a brilliant white dragon, the entire sky is reflected in a very bright light.

Before Han Yihu, Wan Shuoyi, Shuang'er, Wan Jingshuo, and others teleported away, what they saw in front of them was the scene of Han Ming throwing out this powerful sword.

Call!

The next moment, the scene in front of Han Yihu, Wan Shuoyi and the others was instantly chaotic, and the colorful streamers flowed rapidly around them, and finally the space suddenly cracked out, spraying out more than a hundred of them.

"Big Brother ......"

Han Yihu stood above the endless pine forest, looking at the ethereal sky, and bowed his head in disappointment.

Nearly 30,000 Flame Fox Clansmen who survived the catastrophe rode on the huge airship, looking at the lonely and lonely back of the young master, but they didn't even have the slightest joy.

They all knew that this safe evacuation was all dependent on the young master's eldest brother fighting to the death, otherwise, they would all be slaughtered by the demons.

Wan Shuoyi hugged Han Jie and stood beside Han Yihu, her beautiful eyes flashing with all kinds of thoughts, but in the face of Han Yihu at this moment, she was not even qualified to be comforted.

"Elder, that guy is such a good person!!" Shuang'er couldn't help crying with tears in her eyes.

This time, Wan Jingshuo didn't refute, and it was difficult for anyone to have any doubts when they saw Han Ming facing the half-step Demon Venerable powerhouse and still trying his best to cover their retreat.

"I ...... I!!" Han Yihu covered his face with his hands, his shoulders trembled, hot tears fell from his fingers, and his voice said regretfully: "I...... I'm too weak!!I can't even help at all, I ask my big brother to help me every time!!I'm too weak!!"

At the end of his voice, Han Yihu almost shouted the words "I'm too weak" in a hoarse voice.