Before the words fell, a flame palm full of Great Dao rune rhyme appeared in front of Han Ming's body out of thin air, and took this earth-shattering sword firmly in his hand.

Immediately, a fiery red figure appeared in front of Han Ming, blocking him behind him.

After seeing the person clearly, Han Ming showed a happy smile on his face, and respectfully arched his hand and shouted, "Master!"

"Meet Master!" Yan Qingmad also showed joy on his face, and hurriedly saluted, with his understanding of Master, today's result has been decided, and his little junior brother will not be in any danger today.

The arrival of the vast fire was like a needle that fixed the sea, giving the Canghuo Gate a backbone, Han Ming breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and the burden on his shoulders finally disappeared.

"Old Ghost Wang, you are really getting more and more shameless now, and you actually made a move on your juniors!" The Fire Family Ancestor opened his eyes angrily, glared at Wang Wuliang, and said in a cold tone.

"I'm teaching him the truth that it's easy to break if it's too rigid, otherwise it's easy to die in the future. Wang Wuliang slowly withdrew the long sword in his hand, and the expression on his face returned to naturalness, and he said flatly.

"Hmph, my disciple doesn't need you to discipline him!" Huo Haomiao snorted coldly, his eyes still cold.

"Since Brother Huo doesn't need it, then it's something for me, Wang retired. A faint smile appeared on Wang Wuliang's face, no longer as arrogant as he was just now, and after speaking, he turned around and wanted to leave with Wang Jianyi.

"Wait," Huo Hao saw that Wang Wuliang wanted to leave, his figure suddenly flashed, blocking in front of Wang Wuliang and the others, his face was pale, and the corners of his mouth hung with an indifferent arc, and he slowly spoke: "Don't you feel a little inappropriate to make a fuss in my Canghuo Gate and leave like this?"

Wang Wuliang saw the vast fire in front of him, his heart sank suddenly, he knew today's matter, he couldn't be good, and then his face was full of smiles, and he said again: "Then what does Brother Huo want to do?"

"Wang Jian insulted my disciple's family, so how to deal with it, then it depends on how my disciple arranges it. Huo Haomiao's face was still covered with frost, and with a wave of his big hand, he beckoned Han Ming forward.

"Brother Huo, I'm afraid this is a little inappropriate, handing over the sword to a battle commander is a bit too insulting, isn't it?" After standing up to Huo Haomiao's words, the smile on Wang Wuliang's face stopped abruptly, and a look of displeasure appeared on his face.

"Insult? Then let the two of them go it alone, life and death, even if Han Ming's strength is not strong and dies at the hands of Wang Jianyi, I will never pursue it?" After Huo Haomiao heard the other party's words, a playful smile appeared on his face, and he stared at Wang Wuliang with a playful look in his eyes and said.

"You!" Wang Wuliang was directly choked and speechless. Now Wang Jianyi is seriously injured, and he is a cultivator, and there are no eight out of ten, while Han Ming is wearing an invincible lantern and has no injuries on his body. If the two really want to fight alone, it will be completely Wang Jianyi looking for death.

"How is it!" Huo Haomiao saw that Wang Wuliang was angry and ruined, and the resentment in his heart was only a little out, but this was far from enough, and he asked again.

"Jian Yi has already been seriously injured, and it is not appropriate to fight again, so let your disciple open his mouth and say the conditions!" Wang Wuliang's face was also very ugly now, and he said in a low tone.

"Han Ming, what do you want to do with Wang Jianyi, just open your mouth, Master will support you!" Huo Haomiao turned his head to look at Han Ming, the expression on his face softened a little, and he said slowly.

"Han Xiaoyou, I advise you to leave a line in your work, and see you in the future. Wang Wuliang stared at Han Ming with straight eyes, and a sneer appeared on his face.

"Get out! If you dare to threaten my disciple again, don't blame me for being rude. Although the apprentice speaks, everything is supported by the master for you!" Huo Haomiao shouted angrily, and pointed at Wang Wuliang with his big hand, and the power of the Great Dao on his body surged, and he almost wanted to make a move.

Wang Wuliang saw that the fire was so vast that he moved the real fire, so he directly kept silent, but just looked at Han Ming's eyes, which were filled with murderous aura.

Huo Hao's actions made Han Ming's heart warm and very moved. However, when he looked at Wang Jianyi, the expression on his face instantly froze and became extremely calm. He will never forget that when Wang Jianyi forced himself to blow himself up, the reluctance in his heart at that time almost made Han Ming collapse.

Now another wicked person sued first, came to the door, and seriously injured the senior brother and the disciples in the door. This incident, one thing after another, made Han Ming's killing intent rise, and his eyes became cold.

"Master, I want him dead!" Han Ming's face was filled with murderous intent, and his voice was cold.

"Poof!"

After Wang Wuliang heard Han Ming's words, his face turned iron-blue, his eyes seemed to be burning with anger, and the long sword in his hand was suddenly pulled out and slashed towards Han Ming. At the same time, he shouted angrily.

"Boy, you're looking for death!"

"Old Ghost Wang, I think you're looking for death!" The Fire Family Ancestor shouted angrily, and his figure flashed and rushed directly towards Wang Wuliang.

"Flame God of War!"

When the fire was sprinting, it roared, and above his head, the power of the Great Dao frantically converged towards the top of his head. A god of war covered in flames appeared above his head out of thin air, wearing a giant armor of flames, holding a spear of flames, his eyes wide with anger, and his majesty was overwhelming.

I saw the flame god of war, the flame spear in his hand, piercing the void, pointing directly at the long sword in Wang Wuliang's hand.

"Boom!"

The Flame God of War stabbed the Flame Spear fiercely on the earth-shattering sword, colliding with a loud sound that resounded through the heavens and the earth. The long sword in Wang Wuliang's hand was shaken back.

The surrounding stable space was also instantly smashed into pieces, and the colorful space was turbulent and surging at will.

Han Ming, who was closest to the collision, turned pale after feeling this terrifying blow, his chest was stuffy, and the qi and blood in his body reversed, and he was in pain.

Huo Haomiao saw Han Ming's embarrassment and waved his hand. Han Ming felt a soft energy, wrapped himself, and brought himself aside.

After Wang Wuliang took two steps back, he stopped his body, and his heart sank suddenly, in the previous collision, he fell behind. Secretly said: "This guy's explosive fire god of war has been improved again." ”

The fire was burning above his head, and the spear in his hand was pointed directly at Wang Wuliang, and his eyes were wide. Then he shouted: "Old Ghost Wang, you deceive people too much, let me see if your immeasurable sword path has grown over the years!"

"Hmph, then you can try!" The long sword in Wang Wuliang's hand pointed directly at the vast fire, the immeasurable power of the sword, and frantically converged towards the long sword in his hand. The sword body instantly shone brightly and made a buzzing sound.

The two war saints confronted each other in mid-air, and the power of the war saints was vividly emanated, and the battle was about to break out.

"All the disciples listened to the order, took the injured disciples on the Great Yan Peak, and evacuated. Yan Qingfang saw that the big battle was about to start, and directly turned his head and shouted.