"No!" Pu Qingglaze shook his head, his face was clear, his eyes were as bright as stars, and he said in a firm tone: "The Sea Clan will definitely land on the shore, and when the time comes, let the other three armies put on those wine bags and rice bags, and let the corrupt old guys of the royal family see who is the backbone and sword of the Xingyue Alliance!"

Mo Zixiu looked at Pu Qingglaze, and then looked at the sunset hanging in the sky outside the door, the sky was as red as the tragic battlefield in Dongzhou, he sighed softly, "Bai Yang is right, our blood sword has shed too much blood, we can't let the blood sword soldiers chill anymore!"

"The landing of the Sea Clan is a matter for the Mingyao Legion, they can't do it, and there is a proud lion who is responsible for coordinating the overall situation, just let them toss, we don't care!" Pu Qingglaze chuckled, and took out a pot of Dongzhou's specialty spirits from the ring, "Come, don't think about it, drink, hahahaha!"

"Wait a minute!" Mo Zixiu raised his hand and pressed it weakly.

"What?" Pu Qingwei was puzzled.

Mo Zixiu frowned, and said worriedly: "That Han Ming's family still doesn't know about this, in case the news of Han Ming's death spreads, I'm afraid that something will happen to his family, so I have to send someone to make a special return trip, and his family will be protected by our blood sword in the future!"

"Hahaha!" Pu Qingxu looked up to the sky and laughed, there was a hint of admiration on his always unruly face, "I finally know now, why so many blood sword soldiers are willing to go up the sword mountain and down the sea of fire for you!"

The news that Han Ming was forced to jump into the eye of hell only reached Huo Wu's ears half a year later, she looked at the order newspaper in her hand, and suddenly a trace of unspeakable loss appeared in her heart, and her delicate face showed a trace of exhaustion and helplessness.

Zhao Yanlu also lowered her head and quietly glanced at Huo Wu, she had followed Huo Wu for many years, and she had never seen Huo Wu have such a tired and helpless look.

For so many days, countless intelligence shows that large and small forces are moving closer to the other family, Huo Wu's father Huo Hong is frowning all day long, Huo Wu's grandfather Huo Mingfei is even pulling down his old face and going out to find someone to support, the decentralization conference is getting closer and closer, and a large number of forces have been enveloped by the Huo Plough Tian line, and the situation is very bad for Huo Wu.

The successive messages have made Zhao Yanlu tired, and now she has received the news that Han Ming was forced to die, she pressed the order newspaper on the table, put on her coat and stood up, and stood by the window.

The night was sad, and the whole courtyard was filled with the sound of rain.

"You say, is he really dead?" Huo Wu suddenly asked, looking out the window at the night.

Zhao Yanlu was drowsy and didn't hear clearly, and asked a little confusedly, "What? What did you say?"

"It's nothing!" There was an inexplicable emotional fermentation in Huo Wu's eyes, and even she didn't know what her uncomfortable mood was for at the moment.

The man who has never let down will be forced to die by others?

She had high hopes for Han Ming before, but according to the current decentralization conference, even if Han Ming became a war hero, it would not have much impact on the outcome, and Huo Wu would rather stay in the Hellish Blood Prison than hear about his death.

In addition to Huo Wu, there was another person who got the message of Han Ming, that is, Shangguan Wan'er, who was still studying at Yantian Military Academy, and her head was blank after she received the order from the clan.

The royal family of Shangguan Mai just relayed this fact, and then asked Shangguan Wan'er to find an excellent male cadet who was suitable as her fiancé at Yantian Military Academy.

Shangguan Wan'er thought of Han Ming's memories of throwing her to the ground at once and protecting her with her body, and thinking of Han Ming's gentle answer and gaze after she embarrassedly asked Han Ming to accompany her in front of everyone.

Her personality has made her live by listening to other people's ideas since she was a child, and she never dared to take the initiative to take a step for her own happiness, except this time!

In a confident tone that she had never had before, she put aside her shyness, and replied with the most sincere thoughts in her heart: "Father and mother, uncle and uncle, in Yantian Military Academy, I have never seen a man as heroic as Han Ming, he is not dead, no one has seen him die!

Shangguan Yimai received Shangguan Wan'er's reply, and they were all stunned and speechless, no one would have thought that Shangguan Wan'er, who had always been inward, would reply like this.

Shangguan Wan'er's father looked at the reply, but smiled with satisfaction.

"What are you laughing at, our family Wan'er now belongs to the girl that no one wants, you look at the daughter of the royal family Shangguan is not scrambling, this is not easy to find a blood sword genius, hey, when the time comes, our daughter will inevitably be ridiculed by the girls over there in the Dongfang vein, you still laugh!" Shangguan Wan'er's mother complained.

"I think our daughters have grown up and have their own ideas......

Han Ming didn't know what was going on in the Hellish Blood Prison and the places outside the Hellish Blood Prison, he slept for seven days and seven nights, and after waking up, he began to refine the Zhenzi.

He ran the exercises in his body, and the power of the exercises began to be refined around the Zhenzi, but for three consecutive days, three consecutive days of uninterrupted refining, the Zhenzi was always as safe and easy as an iron tower, and did not let the power of Han Ming's exercises penetrate the slightest.

Zhenzi also realized that Han Ming wanted to refine himself, although it consumed a lot of energy, but after all, it was also a divine object created by heaven and earth, it guarded its own spiritual intelligence, and faced Han Ming's refining like a reef before the waves, not moving at all.

"I don't believe that I can't bite you!" "The hard work for several days in a row has not worked, which also stimulates the ruthlessness in Han Ming's roots, which is like you can't eat a delicious meal, which makes Han Ming's heart full of fire.

He sat cross-legged in the main hall, the fluorescence on the surface of his body flickered, the circulation of exercises in his body accelerated several times, and the devouring words were constantly consuming the power of the words.

But Zhenzi was born with the advantage of suppressing all energy, and neither Han Ming's refining power nor the devouring power of Devouring Words could break through its defenses.

After half a month has passed, the town character is still lingering, and even Lingzhi is conveying a sneering emotion towards Han Ming.

Han Ming was indeed very annoyed in his heart, refining the Zhenzi, his strength would definitely rise rapidly, the more he was thirsty for this power, the more anxious he was, and the more anxious he was, the more he made no progress.

The mentality is getting worse and worse, Han Ming feels that he can't go on like this anymore, if he continues to refine the Zhenzi, he will definitely breed demons in this place where he is extremely quiet and dull.

"Forget it, forget it, let's calm down first!" Han Ming simply stopped caring about the refining of the town character, and took out the jade piece of the Great Ming Dragon King's Siege Heaven Bureau Inheritance from the ring.

Ooh!

As soon as this inheritance jade piece appeared, it instantly exuded the power of a high-level martial art, and a faint white light formed a Go endgame around the jade piece, which looked crystal clear and magical.

Han Ming had seen the Heaven Siege Bureau used by the Ming Dragon King, regardless of the sword formation of Master Gu Changfeng, the power and force of this Heaven Siege Bureau were even higher.

His eyes lit up, and his heart couldn't help but become hot, and his big hand pressed the inheritance jade piece, and his spiritual sense probed into it.

Bite!

Han Ming's spiritual sense was directly blocked by the power wrapped outside the inheritance jade piece, and he couldn't enter.

"This is kind of interesting!" Han Ming opened his eyes, not only did he not feel a sense of loss on his face, but he was even more relieved, according to his current strength, he could not learn the martial arts in the inheritance jade tablet, which could only show that the learning requirements of this Heavenly Siege Bureau were relatively high, at least the Zhan Xiong level could be learned.

"Maybe it's a Xuan-level martial art!Not bad!" Han Ming's heart was extremely refreshed, he put the inheritance jade piece into the ring, and took out the remnant sword with the Qiankun sword intent.

Han Ming had been improving his other combat powers, but he often ignored the sword intent, until he saw that his master Gu Changfeng used the sword intent as a sword formation and tortured and killed the three dragon kings, that he felt that his sword intent still needed to be honed.

He closed his eyes, placed his hands on the remnant sword, and his spiritual sense slowly entered the remnant sword, and a majestic picture suddenly appeared in his mind.

The white clouds are long, the sky is thousands of miles, the mountains are steep, the plains are big rivers, and hundreds of millions of living beings gather here.

Han Ming stepped on the white clouds and mist with his feet, walked through the mountains poured by the morning glow, walked through the great river of the sunset, and walked through the desolate and endless desert.

In this way, he traveled through this vast world, a wandering of the mind.

It may be that after his spiritual sense reached the third change level, his understanding of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth became more profound, or it may be that he was inspired by the final battle of Master Gu Changfeng, and the prototype of the sword intent in his body became more and more brilliant, slowly growing and growing from a small sword the size of a palm.

Between heaven and earth, let go of all worries, and after traveling and feeling, Han Ming's manic heart calmed down because he couldn't refine the town character.

He sat beside a boulder on the bank of the river facing the morning sun, and woke up early one morning with an epiphany, and when his eyes opened, a sword flashed in his pupils.

"Is this a wisp of true intent of Qiankun's sword intent?" he muttered to himself, slowly reaching out his right hand and flattening his palm.

Ooh!

A little light shone half an inch above Han Ming's palm, and a lightsaber about half a meter long suddenly stretched out from that bit of light.

Boom!

The illusion where Han Ming was located suddenly split apart, he slowly opened his eyes, the corners of his mouth hooked a trace of Ling Ran's arc, raised his hand towards the void and shook it, and suddenly a bright and brilliant lightsaber appeared in his hand.

The terrifying momentum of the silk heaven and earth duel emanated from the lightsaber, and its sword momentum carried an all-encompassing atmosphere and fierceness, if it was unprepared, even the war hero would have to avoid its edge slightly.

Han Ming's perception of sword intent has reached a higher level, from the rudimentary form of sword intent to the condensation of sword intent, and there is another big killing weapon for killing the enemy.

"Go!" Han Ming raised his hand and pointed, and the lightsaber came out of his hand, shooting like a bright lightning bolt in the direction he was pointing.

"Come back!" Han Ming said silently in his heart, and the rapidly shooting lightsaber suddenly stopped and returned to Han Ming's side, circling around him like a swimming dragon.

"Hahaha, it's really amazing!" Han Ming was extremely overjoyed, he had newly mastered the skill of sword intent condensation, and studied several sets of killing moves that matched martial arts, so he temporarily put down his sword intent cultivation and continued to concentrate on refining the Zhenzi.

It may be that he has been in the environment created by the Qiankun Remnant Sword for a long time, and Han Ming is not arrogant or impatient when refining the Zhenzi now, no matter how the Zhenzi spiritual sense mocks and ridicules, it is like a pebble in the river, silent and natural.