Crash.

Suddenly, the eyes of countless sword cultivators in the Sword Sect Mountain converged on the black-robed young man standing on the high platform.

Hong Yunyao is a good old man, so Han Ming doesn't want to see all the juniors of Hong Yunyao's sect being slaughtered, Zhao Min is the senior sister of Sword Sect Mountain, so Han Ming must help Zhao Min's sect stabilize the situation.

Facing the sword cultivators of Sword Sect Mountain, who had no experience in dealing with group battles, Han Ming naturally had to take on the heavy responsibility.

But Han Ming forgot that if the order he gave was given to a group of veterans of the Black Demon Regiment who followed him into battle, even if the order was to die, those veterans would not question it more.

But in the face of a group of sword cultivators who were not very familiar with him, these people were slightly stunned, and then continued to fight separately.

"Boy, do you want to talk too much?!"

An Ancient Sword Sect Third-Order Battle King sneered and swooped down from a high altitude, with murderous intent in his eyes, and the silver-white long sword in his hand carried a silver moon light like a thin light, extremely sharp.

Laugh at!

This Ancient Sword Sect's third-order battle king was as fast as lightning when he unleashed his sword, and the silver-white sword light instantly spread in front of Han Ming's body.

Call!

The sword wind howled like a whistle, blowing away the hood on Han Ming's head, revealing his face as calm as stagnant water and his eyes as deep as a well.

In this case, only by showing one or two hands can you order all the sword cultivators of Sword Sect Mountain.

Han Ming's big hand shook towards the void, his eyes pressed into the silver-white sword light that was almost close to the tip of his nose, his lips moved, and he said in a low voice: "Calamity!!"

Laugh at!

White light bloomed in Han Ming's palm, and a sword intent filled with surging killing intent was clenched in his palm.

Han Ming leaned back, and the long sword of the third-order war king swept over the tip of his nose.

"Huh?!" The third-order battle king saw Han Ming holding the forming sword intent in his hand, and said in shock: "Five-stage sword intent, condensing form, little sword saint?!"

Han Ming didn't give him time to react, he flipped his body, and the long sword in his hand flipped with his body, pulling out a circle of white sharp sword light.

This sword light cut the third-order battle king in half from his waist, and before he could scream, he saw Han Ming rushing up wildly and stepping on his head with one kick.

Rumble!

* Splashing, the spiritual consciousness is extinguished.

Han Ming instantly killed a third-order war king, it was incredibly fast, and the shot was extremely ruthless, not giving the third-order war king the slightest chance to react.

This is also the result of Han Ming following Dao Ling from the ancient site of the Mo family for so long, and improving his fighting skills again.

Fierce and fast, fast as a whirlwind, not giving the enemy the slightest respite.

Slashing a battle king powerhouse with one sword, Han Ming did not stop at all, pulled the catastrophe sword intent in his hand, stepped on the void, leaned forward, and roared towards a fourth-order spirit sword sect war king.

That fourth-order Spirit Sword Sect Battle King was fighting with a third-order Sword Sect Mountain War King, relying on his own strength being higher than the Sword Sect Mountain War King's first-order battle king, he laughed wildly, and pressed the Sword Sect Mountain Third-Order War King to retreat backwards.

"Die!!"

Han Ming shattered the void with one kick, his body swept wildly, roared angrily, and ran the Heavenly Sword Technique, and the sword light gushed out more than a zhang long.

The fourth-order Spirit Sword Sect Battle King felt the fierce sword intent behind him, his face was shocked, and he turned to deal with Han Ming, the expression on his face was as hideous as a ghost, and he sneered disdainfully: "It's up to you?!"

His vitality boiled like soup, and he held a condensed sword intent in his big hand, and that sword intent exuded a bone-chilling coolness, and he slashed down with a sword towards Han Ming.

Cluck!

The sword light that erupted from the sword intent in his hand actually condensed all the way into a sharp ice blade that spread into an overwhelming sky towards Han Minggai, and it was extremely powerful.

"Nine Shadows!!Great Sun Dragon Entwining King Kong Body!!"

Han Ming roared angrily, and when those ice blades were not completely covered, his speed suddenly increased several times, and he instantly arrived in front of the fourth-order war king, and then there were bursts of dragon groans in his body, and his flesh and blood emitted a brilliant golden light, and the terrifying power of blood qi poured all over his body.

"Huh?!" The fourth-order battle king didn't expect Han Ming's speed to surge like this, and now when he saw Han Ming's instant, he was cold, and the hairs on his back stood up.

There was no nonsense, Han Ming held the catastrophe sword intent with both hands, and slammed into the chest of this war king, and blood suddenly splashed in all directions.

Yes!!

The fourth-order battle king of the Spirit Sword Sect screamed miserably, and his big hand suppressed Han Ming's catastrophic sword intent that wanted to cut off his body, his eyes were blood-red and he roared, and stabbed his condensed sword intent into Han Ming's back with his backhand.

Poof!

The icy sword intent penetrated from Han Ming's back to his chest, and the flesh and blood in his body quickly froze into ice, quickly necrosis.

"Die!!" But Han Ming didn't care about his body being injured by the enemy at all, he gritted his teeth fiercely, exerted all his strength, held the catastrophic sword intent with both hands, and suddenly lifted the sword intent that had been poured into the chest of the fourth-order battle king of the Spirit Sword Sect.

The Calamity Sword Intent slashed it in two, and then he slammed down with his fists with five fingers, completely shattering his spiritual sense.

Rumble!

Another corpse of a war king fell from a high altitude, and when the fourth-order war king was dying, he couldn't figure out why a second-order war king was filled with his chest and back by his sword intent, and his body could still exert such a terrifying blood power.

Giggles!

The fist-sized wound on Han Ming's chest was full of ice slag, he ignored it, clenched his fist and shattered the ice slag in his body, and the wound on his chest immediately spurted hot blood, and then in the stunned gaze of the third-order battle king of Sword Sect Mountain, he once again attacked towards the enemy of a sixth-order war king.

The decisiveness of the killing, the ruthlessness of the shots, is not at all like a dashing sword cultivator, but a madman who fights for his life!

"Burn and burn!!"

Han Ming's heart roared angrily, and he was covered in golden flames.

"Holy Sacrament, open!!"

Green thunder flashed on his body, and the black robe hunted with the fierce wind in the wild attack.

The surging power continued to pour into his flesh and blood, more and more, stronger and stronger.

His eyes, one as bright as gold, the other shining with green thunder, holding a catastrophe sword intent, his speed continued to surge, and his figure was so fast that it seemed to disappear.

Lu Xun was fighting wildly with a sixth-order battle king of the Ancient Sword Sect, but he was suddenly inserted into the battle.

He held a long sword with killing intent, and the sword light instantly shattered the sword intent in the enemy's hand, and then with lightning speed, he wiped his neck open, and before his blood could gush out, he smashed his head with a punch.

The shot is like lightning, like the Grim Reaper, unstoppable!!

It wasn't until the headless corpse of this sixth-order battle king landed on the ground that the melee situation in the entire Haoyue Square was briefly calm.

Countless people looked at the black-robed young sword saint who was shining with golden flames and green thunder, and they all gasped.

Kill three war kings in an instant, this kind of combat power is incredible!!

Is this guy the object of Zhao Min's senior sister Yingying's smile, no wonder this guy can sit next to the head of the house, Hong Yunyao.

A group of sword cultivators from the Sword Sect Mountain looked at Han Ming again, and their gaze instantly became awe-inspiring and longing.

Under the gaze of many Sword Sect Mountain Sword Cultivators, Han Ming let out a long sigh with a solemn face: "I can do what I say!!"

This time, there was no hesitation from any Sword Sect Mountain Sword Cultivator, even Lu Xun, who was standing beside Han Ming, couldn't help but obey the arrangement, he really couldn't understand that a rune formation master could have such a powerful Yuan Qi cultivation strength, and he was proficient in the rune array or a sword cultivator?!!

What the hell, pervert!