The eldest brother monk knew that Han Ming's physical body was outstanding, but it was conceivable that the power of Dao Yun in his body would not be very strong, and besides, the seventh order of the battle commander itself was two orders lower than that of himself and the others.

The eldest brother monk exuded a strong Dao rhyme power all over his body, condensed directly on his fist, and smashed straight towards Han Ming's brain.

A sneer hung on the corner of Han Ming's mouth, and he naturally knew what the other party was planning.

The more he is not optimistic about the power of Dao Yun, the more he wants to use the power of Dao Yun to slap him hard.

Han Ming meditated on the Eucharist in his heart.

The palm of his hand was condensed with a strong Dao Yun power, and as soon as his body jumped, the whole person twitched towards the cheek of the eldest brother monk.

The monks who were watching at the foot of the mountain were all actively watching the excitement.

"I watched the kid get the Holy Dao Qi to be cold, and he actually used the seventh order of the battle to fight the ninth order of the battle to fight the ninth order powerhouse. It can't be a brain in water!" said a monk who couldn't help but sneer.

"I also feel that this kid is more than lucky!"

......

Syllable!

A crisp slap suddenly froze the onlookers at this time, including the expressions on their faces.

"I'm not mistaken, it was actually this Ninth Order of the Battle Commander who was slapped in the face, and the kid of the Seventh Order of the Battle Commander was unscathed!" a monk was shocked.

The eldest brother monk covered his cheeks and looked at Han Ming in shock, but he didn't expect Han Ming's speed to shoot so fast.

Although Han Mingyi's shot was slow, at the last moment, the speed suddenly skyrocketed, and he caught the eldest brother monk off guard.

"Boy, look for death!" "The eldest brother monk was slapped by Han Mingzhong, and his anger instantly shattered his reason. raised his big hand again and smashed it towards Han Ming.

Han Ming scratched his head, and the power of Dao Yun was wrapped around his palm again, and he directly greeted him.

"Smack!"

There was another crisp slap that once again washed away the disbelief of the onlookers.

The eldest brother monk flew out directly upside down this time, and several teeth flew out of his mouth, and the blood formed a beautiful projectile arc in the air.

Hiss~

The onlookers couldn't help but gasp, the first slap Han Ming was suspected of sneak attack, but this second slap couldn't find any fault, it was an absolute strength suppression.

The eldest brother monk stood up with difficulty, looking at Han Ming with a grim look in his eyes. Han Ming's: The two slaps directly wiped out his contempt.

"Let's go together, capture him alive, I'm going to make him regret coming into this world. The eldest brother gave the younger brother a look, and then said through gritted teeth.

The younger brother monk nodded heavily, his big hands turned into claws, and his whole body exuded a strong Dao rhyme power, and his cultivation was impressively the eighth order of the battle command, only one order lower than the eldest brother monk. Take the first step towards Han Ming's chest.

The eldest brother monk was naturally not far behind, his big hand clenched into a fist, and the power of Dao Yun gathered on it, smashing towards Han Ming's head.

The two of them went up and down, and they cooperated very tacitly, obviously not the first time they had made such a move.

I saw the menacing and tacit understanding of the two people. Han Ming's face did not flash a trace of panic, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Whispered!

"The Great Day Entangled Dragon King Kong Body, open!"

Han Ming was directly wrapped in golden light, and the whole person was like a golden pour, and his momentum rose sharply, quickly soaring to the eighth order of the Battle Command, directly catching up with the junior monk.

Seeing that Han Ming actually used a secret method that could improve his strength, a fire rose in the eyes of the eldest brother monk, and the killing intent in his eyes was even worse, and he couldn't wait to kill Han Ming now and get this secret method.

Han Ming took a step back, his big hand clenched into a fist, and the power of Dao Yun condensed in front of the fist, and after a while, a huge golden fist was formed in an instant.

The golden fist was formed, and Han Ming threw a punch directly forward. The golden fist slammed into the two monks on the opposite side.

Soon they collided with the two monks opposite.

Rumble!

Under the shocked gaze of everyone, the eldest brother and the younger brother flew out directly, and the blood in their mouths sprayed in the air as if they didn't want money.

The two monks fell heavily to the ground, lying motionless on the ground, not knowing whether they were dead or alive, Han Ming didn't even look at the two of them, in the eyes of everyone's awe, the mountain that Han Ming left directly, after all, there are still many opportunities waiting for Han Ming to discover.

After leaving this mountain, Han Ming was in a very good mood, as soon as he entered the ancient tomb, he got a holy Dao qi vein, which was really good luck.

Han Ming knew that he was now at the edge of this small world, and the more he went inside, the more opportunities he would have, and in the deepest part there was the inheritance of the five War Saints.

And there is also a time limit for the opening of the Holy Tomb, there is only seven days, and when the seven days are up, no matter whether there is a harvest or not, it will be automatically kicked out of this small space.

Han Ming knew that time was tight and the task was heavy, so he wanted to get as many opportunities as possible, so he galloped directly towards the center of the small world.

After half a day of galloping, Han Ming felt the breath of the demon clan at the foot of a mountain.

I was suddenly shocked in my heart, I didn't expect that the guess of the war saints was actually correct, and the demon clan also opened up the same way to the ancient tombs of all saints.

Han Ming's immediately hidden figure blended in with the surrounding environment.

When he raised his eyes, he could see the demon who was struggling to go up the mountain, and a sneer appeared on the corner of Han Ming's mouth, ready to wait for the demon to come down the mountain and kill him.

The rules of this small world are limited, and only monks of the Battle Commander Rank can enter, and the Demon Race has always sent the strongest genius of the Battle Commander Rank.

If you can kill all of these demons here, then even if you are a demon, you will definitely lose your vitality.

With the vicious heart of the demon clan, he must have such thoughts.

After a long wait, this demon battle commander finally reached the top of the mountain, and he thought that he had a good talent.

But after a while, this demon war commander walked down the mountain with a pale face, obviously not gaining anything.

Han Ming had completely erased his breath, as if he was one with this mountain.

The Demon War Commander is getting closer and closer to Han Ming, but Han Ming is still motionless, waiting for the best time to make a move.

After a while, the Demon War Commander walked past Han Ming, but he didn't find Han Ming.

Han Ming immediately made a decision, and his fist condensed the power of Dao Yun, and directly blasted towards the head of the Demon Clan's battle commander.

The walking demon battle commander was frightened by Han Ming's sudden attack and turned pale, such a short distance, he couldn't dodge it in a strong body, so he could only bear it hard.

Rumble!

There was a muffled sound on the head of the demon battle commander, and a huge head exploded directly, red and white scattered all over the ground, and the body fell straight to the side.

A black light rushed out of the exploding skull, trying to fly into the distance.

Han Ming raised his hand and wiped out this black light, completely killing this demon battle commander here.

After doing all this, Han Ming let out a long sigh of relief.

This sneak attack, although it seems simple, but Han Ming has put too much energy, the distance of his strongest attack, and his own concealment, if he lacks any condition, he may lose the whole game.

How could a battle commander who could be selected by the demons to see the Holy Tombs be mediocre?

Han Ming simply searched for the items that this demon warlord was carrying, and found that there was nothing of value, so he left here without interest.

As soon as Han Ming turned around, a very small insect flew out of the dead demon system, attached to Han Ming's clothes.

And with the power of Han Ming's spiritual sense, he didn't even notice it.