The thin man's hair stood up suddenly, and only when he really faced Han Ming's heavy sword blow, would he deeply understand what it means to be an undefensible sword intent attack!

The thin man was forced desperately by Han Ming, opened his mouth and spewed out a piece of natal essence blood, his eyes suddenly widened, and his body surface vitality became violent, "Da Ming Kaishan Fist!"

Boom!

The furious vitality in his body became even more powerful under the fusion of essence and blood, and then all of them were condensed on top of his fist, and suddenly burst out with powerful energy that made people's hearts beat.

The thin man turned over with a sinister smile, clenched his fists, and smashed down on Han Ming.

Rumble!

There was indeed a meaning of opening the mountain in this fist wind, and faintly I only saw an illusory huge fist pressing down on his head, and even the flow rate of the Yuan Qi in his body slowed down!

"Die!" The thin man laughed out loud, roaring like a beast, his eyes fixed on the expression on Han Ming's face, trying to find fear and fear on his face, but to his disappointment, Han Ming was still expressionless, and even had a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth.

Airplanes!

The Dark Heavy Sword trembled slightly, absorbing all of Han Ming's vitality, and the sword body suddenly opened the black light screen!

Rumble!

The furious and fierce energy of the Daming Kaishan Fist was all engulfed by the black light screen, and the wolf's head and eyes on the sword mouth were instantly blood-red!

"What?!" the thin man's eyes bulged into disbelief as he watched everything that had happened.

Zizizizi!

Han Ming clenched the dark heavy sword, his palm felt the restless energy of the sword body like the eve of a volcanic eruption, the corners of his mouth pulled slightly, stared at the thin man, picked up the giant sword and slashed down.

"Don't ......," the thin man begged for mercy with horror on his face, and he raised his Void Turtle Shield and screamed, "I was wrong, don't kill me!"

But the energy pouring out of the heavy sword drowned his entire body like a flood, and his body from head to toe instantly shattered, blood splattered and flesh flew away.

After the torrent of furious energy completely destroyed the thin man, the huge ferns around him were shattered one after another, and the ground rumbled and sank.

Such a powerful battle scene was naturally noticed by the fat man and Han Yihu who were fighting.

"Thin man!" the fat man roared in a terrible rage.

Han Yihu instantly seized the opportunity, and Ling Ran smiled: "Distracted at this time, look for death!"

The fire on his big claw was several times more intense, seizing the moment when the fat man had no time to defend himself, and grabbed the flesh and blood on his chest with one claw, revealing his Nathan white bones!

Yes!

The fat man screamed, his vitality thinned, his face turned pale, he retreated again and again, and when he wanted to retreat, Han Ming held the Dark Heavy Sword to block his back road.

"Don't push people too hard!" The fat man's forehead was covered with cold sweat, it was obviously an assassination without difficulty, why did things evolve the way they were!

The terrifying thing is that the evil and depressed young man in front of him looks weak, but his body is as strong as a demon beast, and he is even more magical with the fire in one hand, and he can only fight against it in a few moves, and he is ruthlessly suppressed by it.

What's even more terrifying is not only the demonic man in front of him, but the goal of their mission this time, the strength of the thin man, the fat man is very clear, he can fight with the young man in just a few moves, and even the whole corpse is gone!

The more the fat man thought about it, the more frightened he became, and finally said in fear: "As long as you let me go, I will say anything!"

Han Yihu didn't say much, but a pair of Danfeng eyes aimed at Han Ming.

Han Ming shook off the flesh and blood residues on the dark heavy sword, walked in front of the fat man, stared at the fat man's fat face with a pair of cold eyes, and asked directly, "Who let you come?"

There was a hint of hesitation in the fat man's eyes, and he was considering whether to betray his employer, although he could save his life now, but if he was found by a powerful employer, the end would be very miserable.

He asked tremblingly, "If you say that, you will let me go?"

Han Ming glanced at the fat man coldly, "Don't say it, you're going to die now!"

"Okay, I said!" The fat man was stared at by Han Ming, and his whole body trembled unconsciously, facing someone lower than his rank, he actually had an instinctive fear reaction.

"It's an adult of the Proud Legion, but I don't know what his name is, I only know that he is a strong man in the realm of strength and strength!" The information that the fat man got was also extremely limited, after all, buying such a thing as murder was too inferior, and the proud lion's war hero couldn't afford to lose this face.

Han Ming laughed coldly and gave Han Yihu a look.

Han Yihu suddenly realized, the beast's claws on his fingers burst out, and he shot out unexpectedly, poking the fat man's neck with one finger!

"You!" The fat on the fat man's face twisted together, he held his bleeding neck with both hands, and stared at Han Ming resentfully: "You ......"

"I don't have the habit of leaving trouble!" Han Ming raised the corners of his mouth and responded coldly towards the fat man.

The fat man's body was paralyzed on the ground, and he knew that he had died so aggrieved, and he might as well fight Jedi, but unfortunately there was no chance to start over.

"Big brother, where are we going next?Do you go out and find out who is behind the scenes, and then they all chew it up!hahaha!" Han Yihu asked excitedly, showing a cruel and evil smile.

"The human world is not as simple as you think, and it is not the mastermind behind me who wants to kill me, but a group behind the scenes. ”

Han Ming looked thoughtfully in the direction of the lawlessness, the proud lion is the same as the blood sword, divided into two factions, the hawk faction and the tiger faction, the Dong Guo Qi he killed before is a candidate core member of the hawk faction, and Ding Fusheng, who just died in his hands a few days ago, is a regular core member of the hawk faction.

The Proud Lion Hawk Sect will inevitably regard him as a person who must be killed, but due to the pressure from the upper echelons of the Blood Sword, they dare not dispatch to fight the strong of the male rank, so they can only use this kind of inferior means.

If they don't succeed this time, they will presumably dispatch a stronger killer and kill him, so Han Ming's current strength is still far from enough, and if he doesn't have the ability to resist the strong of the Battle Hero Rank, he will always be passively beaten!

Han Ming clenched his fists tightly, whether it was Gao Ze of the Blood Sword Sword Sect who was about to face or the proud lion powerhouse he was about to face in the future, it made him feel the importance of strength.

Without strength, everything is nonsense, and now the time to make an appointment with Gao Ze is approaching, and you still need to strengthen your strength.

Now that he has been promoted to the rank of war general, then the information left in his mind by Gu Changfeng, the master he recognized in the inheritance land, in the Blood Corpse Secret Realm, should be viewable.

Han Ming briefly explained a few words to Han Yihu, and asked him to go around by himself for the past two days, and then he would take him out of the Wild Valley, after all, this is his hometown and birthplace.

Han Yihu nodded, and after thanking Han Ming, he turned into a giant fox and ran into the dense forest.

Han Ming raised his eyes and looked down at the sparkling stream, where the stream was bubbling, the green grass on both sides of the river bank was fragrant, the environment was pleasant, and his mood was cheerful.

He walked slowly to the stream, his mood gradually brightened, and after a long breath of turbidity, he sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and calmed down.

The spiritual sense penetrated into his mind, and he could immediately see two bright white lights quietly suspended in his mind, and there was a powerful sealing power pressed on the white light, if Han Ming did not reach the battle general, it would be absolutely impossible to forcibly break it.

Han Ming didn't know much about his master Gu Changfeng, but he also knew that he must be an ancient Venerable Strong, and just the Nine Shadows body martial arts could benefit Han Ming immensely, not to mention the two inheritances that Gu Changfeng specially handed over to Han Ming.

Han Ming's heart was full of anticipation, and he no longer hesitated at the moment, and directly used his spiritual sense to break through the first light cluster.

Call!

The spiritual sense was directly brought into a chaotic space, and after the scene in front of him became clear, Han Ming saw the figure that was gradually becoming clear in front of him, his eyes were hot, and his voice trembled and exclaimed excitedly: "Master!"

Gu Changfeng's figure gradually condensed, he was still dressed in a white robe, with gray hair, and a domineering spirit between his eyebrows, but when he heard Han Ming's trembling call, his heart had no waves for millions of years, and a trace of warmth flowed.

He looked at Han Ming's eyes, a little less stern and a little more loving, stroked his white beard, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect you to be so talented, so you reached the rank of general!"

Han Ming looked at Gu Changfeng happily and said excitedly, "Master, you're not dead, it's great!"

"Silly child!" Gu Changfeng sighed faintly, shook his head, and chuckled: "This is just a residual consciousness of the old man, after teaching you, the master will really be gone!"

For millions of years, Gu Changfeng has long been downset about life and death, and when it comes to death, it is still light.

"That apprentice won't learn!" Han Ming shook his head and said firmly, "If you can keep the master's consciousness, the apprentice will feel that it is worth it!"

"Fart!" Gu Changfeng, who was still kind to him, immediately had a frosty face, and scolded: "A remnant thought, how can it compare to my secret technique that dominated the crowd back then!"

The secret technique of dominating the powerhouse!

To tell the truth, Han Ming was not moved, but he still shook his head, looked at Gu Changfeng insistently, and said in an extremely resolute voice: "Han Ming was born without a father, fortunately the master is selfless, and he teaches him with all his heart, one day as a teacher, and a father for life, if Han Ming wants to learn secret skills, let Master let your soul fly away, what is the difference between this and a heinous bastard!"

Gu Changfeng was slightly stunned, some faint tears flashed in his illusory eyes, he looked at Han Ming, and said arrogantly: "Good apprentice, good apprentice!"

The friendship between master and apprentice spanning 10,000 years has given Gu Changfeng, a remnant soul who has been dead for 10,000 years, a glimmer of hope for life.

It's just that he knows that it is almost impossible for a wisp of residual thoughts to be reborn, so he smiled lonely and said: "Okay, I promise you that I will try my best to leave the last trace of residual thoughts for you to remember, but you must learn the secret skills of the master, otherwise, the teacher will not recognize you as an apprentice!"

After that, Gu Changfeng turned his back slightly, looking cold and arrogant, but in fact, he was still afraid that Han Ming would play a young heart and really not learn.

Han Ming looked at Gu Changfeng's back and sighed lightly, it seems that it is impossible not to learn, but as long as he can keep Gu Changfeng's residual thoughts, he will become stronger in the future, and he may be able to find a secret technique that brings people back to life.

"Okay, as long as Master can really leave a wisp of residual thoughts, I will learn!"

"You little guy!" Gu Changfeng shook his head helplessly and said, "I think how many people begged to learn my secret skills back then, but you are good, threatening to be a teacher and refuse to learn." ”

Han Ming smiled guiltily, raised his hand and scratched the back of his head, in front of Gu Changfeng, he didn't have to be wary at all, just like a child.

"Okay, it's not martial arts that teach you for the teacher, but secret skills. Gu Changfeng's face was straight, and his voice was solemn.