"Look for death!" Qiu Tianlong King got up from the ground, his originally plain and leisurely face was full of hideous killing intent, he got up and roared angrily, with a wave of his robe, the door of the main hall opened violently, and then flew out of the hall like a black wind.

The Dragon King of Qiu Tian stepped out of the door of the Dragon Palace, and before he could catch his breath, he felt a sword wind roaring above his head, and the terrifying heavy sword slashed down from the sky.

The oppressive power of this heavy sword made Qiu Tianlong King's heart cool slightly, he roared angrily, and sacrificed a spear from the ring, this spear exuded a fierce star power, and at a glance, he knew that it was absolutely extraordinary.

Qiu Tian Dragon King's earthy yellow vitality was tumbling all over his body, and he clenched his spear in both hands and raised it above his head to resist the bombardment of the heavy sword.

Bang!

There was a shocking explosion, and the space was stacked and distorted.

The overwhelming force was transmitted from the spear to the Dragon King of Qiu Tian, and the hideous killing intent on his face turned into a trace of horror, and the whole person fell from the sky like a bird with broken wings, shaking a circle of sand waves.

Qiu Tian Dragon King unloaded his huge strength, looked up and saw that the person standing in the air was Han Ming, who he had always wanted to deal with and suppress, and his heart suddenly tightened, and then his spiritual sense sensed the terrifying golden flames burning all over Han Ming's body, and his scalp suddenly went numb, he was not an ordinary black dragon, he also went all the way to sit in the position of the Dragon King, so the strength of the enemy could be identified at a glance.

However, even though he knew that Han Ming had opened a secret technique, and now he was brave, but after all, he was the Dragon King, and if this kind of thing was seen by other black dragons, it would inevitably damage his reputation.

"What do you want to do?" So Qiu Tian Dragon King wanted to delay as much time as possible, waiting for Han Ming's secret technique time to pass, and then it was not for him to manipulate, a sneer rose at the corner of his mouth, and he raised his head and asked.

Han Ming didn't know this kind of old fox's thoughts, the fire in his body was still burning violently, and there was not much time to waste with this fool, he grinned and showed a mouthful of white teeth, and sneered: "Don't pretend to be innocent to Lao Tzu here, you will die today!"

Rumble!

Han Ming's soles of his feet stomped on the void fiercely, and under the soles of his feet, the space was distorted, and the whole person turned into seven afterimages and swept down towards the Qiu Tian Dragon King, on the way, he had already gathered a strong body, raised his heavy sword and smashed it towards the Qiu Tian Dragon King.

Rumble!

Before the heavy sword fell, the sword pressure had already formed a terrifying force, crushing the surrounding sand.

"Since you are looking for death, come, let's see if your long sword is powerful, or Lao Tzu's spear is powerful!" Qiu Tian Dragon King felt that the vitality of his whole body was flowing slowly under an inexplicable pressure, and his heart was even more shocked, but now that it has reached this kind of time, there is only one battle!

He gathered a galloping vitality, and the spear in his hand shot like a giant dragon, and the stars were shining on the tip of the spear.

Bite!

The tip of the sword collides with the tip of the gun!

Rumble!

Two different energies exploded.

The qi and blood in Qiu Tian Dragon King's body suddenly became violent, his face turned a little pale again, and his legs, which had been standing upright, instantly bent down, and there was a faint tendency to kneel.

"What kind of secret technique did this madman use, it was simply a humanoid demon beast!" the Qiu Tian Dragon King held on, and the barrel of the spear was as precarious as a bow under the tremendous pressure.

"Damn, it's hard, come on!" Han Ming's offensive made Qiu Tianlongwang's heart turn up with raging anger, his eyes were red, and he was also desperate for his life, the corners of his mouth hooked a trace of Ling Ran's arc, and the light man in the Mud Pill Palace moved slightly, and a powerful spiritual power covered the tip of the spear.

His spiritual sense is a three-level intermediate level, for the third-order war hero, this level of spiritual sense realm is his hole card to win, as long as he attacks with spiritual sense power, even the enemy who is two orders higher than him will accidentally hit the move!

"Stand back for Lao Tzu!" the Dragon King sneered, clenched the spear with both hands again, and the power of spiritual sense poured into the spear, and then converged on the tip of the spear to confess.

Bang!

This time, the vitality did not burst, but the air emitted an extremely faint and dull popping sound.

Han Ming's eyebrows furrowed, only to feel that a blatant spiritual power was attacking from the tip of Qiu Tianlong King's spear, and he was defenseless for a while, his brain was clouded, his hands were out of strength, and he was provoked by Qiu Tianlong King's shot.

Rumble!

The power of spiritual consciousness that rushed into Han Ming's mind went directly towards the Mud Pill Palace, and the eyes of the little light man in Han Ming's Mud Pill Palace suddenly opened, and a stronger spiritual sense power instantly suppressed and annihilated it.

"Hahaha, give me death!"

Seeing that his spiritual sense attack had worked, Qiu Tian Dragon King sneered, his killing intent surging in his eyes, holding the spear in his hand, gathered the power of his spiritual sense again, and stabbed Han Ming in the chest with a shot like a dragon.

The tip of the spear was shining brightly, and the air was like a roar.

Han Ming only felt a chill in his chest, and a huge sense of crisis suddenly drilled into his temples like a pinprick, and when he regained his senses, the tip of the spear had already reached his chest.

This distance is unavoidable.

Han Ming stretched out his big hand and slapped the tip of the gun, slapping the entire tip of the gun diagonally, and the head of the gun, which was about to penetrate Han Ming's left chest, shifted its position and pierced into Han Ming's left chest and lower abdomen.

Poof!

Blood poured out.

The fatal blow did not achieve the expected effect, and there was a trace of disappointment in Qiu Tianlong King's eyes, but when he saw the blood from Han Ming's wound, his face turned hideous like a hungry wolf smelling blood, "Just with you, you still want to challenge me?"

Rumble!

Qiu Tian Dragon King stepped on the soles of his feet fiercely, followed the perfect rhythm of the battle this time, pulled out the spear head in Han Ming's abdomen, grinned fiercely, and the power of spiritual sense covered the spear head again, and stabbed into Han Ming's chest again!

The wound in his abdomen stimulated Han Ming's nerves all the time, and he also underestimated the enemy, otherwise it would be impossible for him to fall into the attack rhythm of Qiu Tian Dragon King, but when Qiu Tian Dragon King used the power of spiritual sense again, the corners of Han Ming's mouth opened a sneer.

The little light man of his Mud Pill Palace clasped the seal with both hands, and Long Xingyao's spiritual cultivation technique was urged, and the strong spiritual power was covered on the long sword in his hand.

Bang!

Han Ming's eyes suddenly widened, the soles of his feet adjusted the posture of absolute suppression in the void, and he held the heavy sword with both hands and smashed it towards the head of Qiu Tian Dragon King's spear.

"Get out!"

A loud cry rolled out of Han Ming's throat, and the heavy sword in his hand slammed into the tip of Qiu Tian Dragon King's spear.

"Hmph, don't measure yourself......" Qiu Tianlong King sneered, but before he finished speaking, he felt the power of the fierce spiritual sense attached to Han Ming's heavy sword, and his face changed suddenly, "How is it possible?"

Rumble!

A sound similar to an explosion erupted in the air, and the two spiritual powers collided fiercely, and Han Ming's spiritual power shattered the spiritual power of the Qiu Tian Dragon King like a withering and decaying force.

Rumble!

Qiu Tian Dragon King Mud Pill Palace seemed to be smashed with a huge iron hammer, his eyes instantly lost their brilliance, and his body unconsciously lost its balance, if he stuck to the Mud Pill Palace with the power of spiritual sense, it might not have been such a big backlash, but he was looking for death, and the power of Han Ming's spiritual sense was tough!

The key Qiu Tian Dragon King definitely didn't expect that Han Ming's spiritual sense level was even higher than him, and the strong condensation of the power of spiritual consciousness simply crushed him!

"Death to me!" Han Ming's eyes were cold, the soles of his feet twisted, the golden flame covered the heavy sword, and the sword intent above the sea of qi turned into a sword embryo and appeared on Han Ming's left hand, he raised his hand to combine the light saber and the heavy sword into one, and suddenly a sharp and terrifying sword light leaked out on the edge of the heavy sword.

Rumble!

Han Ming stepped out, holding the sword with both hands, and the sword roared.

Laugh at!

A sword sparkled in the wind, and the terrifying sharpness and killing intent condensed the power of this sword.

Even the many black dragons watching from a distance could faintly feel a chill in their necks, and the Qiu Tian Dragon King in the battle formation had a profound experience, but he could only feel that there was danger, and his body subconsciously raised his spear to block it, and his whole brain was still buzzing.

Bang!

At the moment when Jian Feng was about to cut off Qiu Tian Dragon King's neck, Qiu Tian Dragon King's instinctive subconscious reaction saved him, and the spear in his hand steadily blocked Han Ming's sword!

The dragon king is not a dragon king, they are experienced in a hundred battles, they are extremely sensitive to the sixth sense of danger, but death can be temporarily escaped, and serious injury is unavoidable.

The fierce sword light tore half of Qiu Tian Dragon King's neck apart, and blood splattered out from the broken veins.

The intense pain caused the Qiu Tian Dragon King to scream, and he kicked the void like a drowning child and retreated again and again, and when he woke up from Han Ming's spiritual sense collision, his neck bent down like a dead corn stalk, and his head hung weakly on his shoulders.

Blood splattered out from the wound on his neck, Rao is so Qiu Tian Dragon King did not die, but Han Ming's spiritual sense level and such a terrifying sword had completely dispelled Qiu Tian Dragon King's battle intent.

He saw that the golden fire on Han Ming's body was burning more and more, and there was no sign of the secret technique fading, his heart was already extremely terrifying, he tilted his head like a deformity, and asked in horror: "Are you a human or a demon?!"

The first-order battle hero's brazen combat power is simply perverted, which is unreasonable!

Han Ming indifferently looked at the somewhat disgusting Qiu Tian Dragon King, and sneered: "Take the death!"

Rumble!

As soon as Han Ming finished speaking, the Qiu Tian Dragon King no longer disregarded his dignity, turned around and fled into the distance, he swept across the sky like a lost dog, and ran towards the direction of the Dragon Palace of the Tyrannosaurus Dragon King, and the sound rolled through the entire Hellish Blood Prison.

"Overlord, you come out, don't forget, there is still a credit for dealing with him, I am dead, you also wait to die!"

The Tyrannosaurus Dragon King, who was using his spiritual sense to probe the battle between Han Ming and Qiu Tian Dragon King in the Dragon Palace, was full of cleverness, and immediately scolded angrily, but he had indeed conspired with Qiu Tian Dragon King before, and he was not so concerned about the real dragon body, but was very interested in Han Ming's hole card to kill the Blizzard Dragon King.

He had been paying attention to the battle between Qiu Tian and Han Ming just now, and he originally wanted to help deal with Han Ming, but after finding out the situation of the battle, he instantly gave up his stupid thoughts.

This Han Ming is simply a demon, and the first-order battle male fought for only half a pillar of incense, and he forced the Qiu Tian Dragon King to the death, this kind of strong combat power is really shocking.

He had always been afraid that the Heavenly Dragon King would be dragged into his death situation, but he didn't expect that the most feared thing would happen.

The Tyrannosaurus Dragon King had a gloomy face, and suddenly jumped down from the dragon chair, he clenched his clattering fists, gritted his teeth and scolded fiercely: "Qiu Tian Dragon King, this useless waste. ”

He didn't want to stand up and confront Han Ming now, after all, Han Ming had already proved himself with his strength, and to fight against him now was undoubtedly to put himself on the tip of the knife, but Qiu Tian Dragon King had already made it so clear that if he became a turtle with a shrunken head, from now on, there would be no place for him in the entire Hellish Blood Prison.

"Damn!" the Tyrannosaurus Dragon King cursed angrily, pushed the door out of the dragon palace, and swept up into the air.

"Hahahaha! You're finally out, Overlord!" Qiu Tianlong King saw the Tyrannosaurus Dragon King stand up, his face was happy, but his current situation was extremely miserable, tilting his head to look like he was mentally retarded, and there was blood dripping from the bottom of his neck, which was extremely disgusting.

"Disgusting!" The Tyrannosaurus Dragon King was also furious and disgusted when he saw the appearance of the Qiu Tian Dragon King.

"Don't talk nonsense, let's kill Han Ming together, you take yours, I'll take mine!" Qiu Tian Dragon King's face was embarrassed, and he scolded angrily, and immediately stood beside the Tyrannosaurus Dragon King.

The two dragon kings stared at Han Ming, who was blazing with golden flames in the distance, and the muscles of his body unconsciously tensed, as if he was facing a great enemy.

The dozen or so black dragons watching from afar were all shocked, they didn't expect a dragon king to flee in such a mess, and they also wanted to pull another dragon king against Han Ming, and the two dragon kings looked like they were facing a great enemy, which was shocking.

A first-order war hero, a newcomer who claims to be the king, can make the two dragon kings treat them so tremblingly is really the highest level.