At this time, the various blades condensed by the vitality around Xiahou Fei's body all exuded a fierce and compelling momentum, and they were incomparably powerful.

Even Han Ming was sweating in his palms, and his brows were getting deeper and deeper.

"Give it to me!!" Xiahou Fei sneered, the long sword in his hand turned into a mad dragon phantom and rushed towards Han Ming, and the various blades condensed by the vitality around him also turned into a torrent and rushed away with the sword light.

Rumble!

Han Ming raised the catastrophic sword intent to block it, but before he could survive half a breath, the sword light in his hand instantly fell apart, and the cataclysmic sword intent also turned into a streamer and returned to his body, unable to summon it for the time being.

Immediately following Xiahou Fei's torrent-like vitality blade rushed down, Han Ming stood in the torrent of vitality and could only let out a loud shout and activate the Emerald Glass Body again.

Only this time, even the emerald glazed body could not stop such a fierce attack of the Spirit Vitality, and those swords and spears slashed at Han Ming's body surface, smashing Han Ming's flesh and blood all over his body, and blood splashed everywhere, falling from the sky.

"Hahahaha, Han Ming, this Blood Fury Pill plus my spiritual vitality, even if you can cover my holy body, you still can't beat me!!" Xiahou Fei stared at Han Ming with blood-red eyes, his face was as hideous as a ghost, and when Han Ming had not fallen, the soles of his feet stepped into the void fiercely, and he arrived beside Han Ming in an instant.

"Give me death, Qiankun Great Split Fist!!" Xiahou Fei roared angrily, took the Golden Dragon Sword in his hand, and shook his right hand towards the void, and suddenly there was a terrifying turbulent light wave flashing on the fist, this light wave shattered the surrounding space like a shock wave, and then smashed down towards Han Ming's head with a sense of shattering the Qiankun.

In the crisis of life and death, Han Ming was shocked, forced himself to calm his mind, roared angrily, opened and closed his hands, blurred into a circle, black electricity flashed in his palms, and then converged, and an evolutionary black hole appeared in the void.

"Xiahou Fei !!" Han Ming's mouth was overflowing with blood, his eyes were wide, he expected that as a true saint, Xiahou Fei must have a lot of hole cards, but he didn't expect that after covering Xiahou Fei's holy body, he would be suppressed by Xiahou Fei to this point, and now it can only be a narrow road to win!

Han Ming raised the black hole with both hands and pushed it towards the fist that Xiahou Fei had smashed.

Rumble!

The sound of air explosions was like thunder rolling in the sky, black lightning bursting, and the wind howling.

The black hole is shattered, and the fist strength is gone.

Han Ming spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell on a hill like a shot*, and the hill was instantly blown into a pile of ruins, and many demonic beasts around were frightened and fled.

Xiahou Fei also had a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, but the fierce killing intent on his face was even stronger, and he once again held the Golden Dragon Sword in his hand, standing above the sky, and his eyes were looking at the billowing smoke and dust below.

"Open it for me!!" Xiahou Fei held a long sword in his hand, and slashed it with a sword, and the bright sword light cut the tumbling smoke and dust in half, revealing the scene in it.

When Xiahou Fei saw the situation clearly, the pupils of his eyes shrank slightly, revealing a trace of rage.

I saw that on the ruins of the land, Han Ming was standing in the center covered in blood, looking up at him angrily.

"Okay, good, good means!!Today, I Xiahou Fei will kill you!!" Xiahou Fei took a deep breath, and the golden dragon sword in his hand let out a dragon roar again, and all his vitality was poured into the golden dragon sword, and the sword light was as bright as a rainbow again.

He bit the tip of his tongue, and shot a blood arrow from his mouth, which hit the body of the sword, and after the golden dragon sword drank the blood, the power became even more violent.

Xiahou Fei spit out this mouthful of essence blood, his body was a little vague and shaky, and then he sealed his hands, as fast as an afterimage, when he was sealed, the blood-red golden dragon sword was suspended in front of him, and the blood light wrapped around the sword body continued to churn and expand.

In just one breath, this golden dragon sword was actually like a divine dragon swallowing clouds and spitting mist, spewing out a large area of blood-red mist, and it actually turned into a thousand-meter-blood-colored dragon in an instant.

The long dragon's eyes were blood-red, with both dragon power and sword sharpness, full of annihilating terrifying energy, and even a large area of the sky was miserable red because of it.

The blood-colored wind and clouds roared, and the blood-colored lightning in the sky burned the dragon's body.

Xiahou Fei controlled the blood dragon with both hands, like a demon venerable, and laughed wildly at Han Ming: "This sword dragon destroying the world is the strongest secret technique that my Xiahou Fei found in the Vientiane Heavenly Gate, you can die under this move, although you have no regrets!!"

"Hahahahaha!!"

Although Han Ming only felt as if there was Mount Tai pressing down on the top of his head, and his feet trembled slightly because of the empty blood dragon, he laughed out loud at this moment, and his eyebrows suddenly jumped into his spiritual incarnation.

The spiritual consciousness incarnation was the same size as his body in an instant, a body and a spiritual consciousness, and they actually looked at each other, and then the body sacrificed an ordinary long sword from the acceptance ring, and the spiritual consciousness incarnation once again condensed the catastrophe sword intent, and the two of them held the long sword in their hands, and they stepped on the same step together.

The pace is mysterious and boundless, and when the first step is stepped on, the surrounding wind and clouds change, and the wind is like a sword roaring.

When the second step was stepped on, the heaven and earth essence qi that moved with the wind around him was as sharp as a sword qi.

When the third step was stepped on, Han Ming's body and spiritual consciousness incarnation suddenly stretched out two thousand meter sword formations under his feet, and countless qi swords flew in the sword formation like a flock of birds.

When the fourth step was stepped on, Han Ming's body was in a cold sweat, and the spiritual consciousness incarnation had already dimmed by five points, and the two looked at each other, looked at each other miserably and smiled, and their fingers caressed the sword body.

Above a long sword, the blood flame is raging, and above the cataclysmic sword intent, the star flame is beautiful, but both long swords exude the momentum of slaughtering the king, which makes people's feet weak.

"Give it to me, dead !!" Xiahou Fei roared angrily, grabbed the sky blood dragon with both hands, and smashed it towards Han Ming.

Han Ming and his own spiritual incarnation, their two swords crossed, they both roared angrily, and threw out a blood-colored sword mark, a starlight sword mark, and the two sword marks reflected each other and rushed straight up.

Roar!

Rumble!!!

The mountain collapsed and the ground cracked, and many five-star demonic beasts also fled to the center of the battle, and a huge blood-colored mushroom fire cloud rose up.

After many cultivators from afar watched this cloud, they no longer had the curiosity to come forward to investigate, no matter who was fighting there, they would not be able to get any benefit if they went, and maybe they would be affected and die.

The dust rolled in the air for half an hour before it slowly settled.

Xiahou Fei's figure swayed and fell from the sky, at this moment, he was drenched in cold sweat, his face was extremely pale, and the terrifying blood lines on his face were constantly fading and decreasing, although the effect of the Blood Fury Pill was amazing, but the maintenance time was very short, it was only half an hour, and it was also Xiahou Fei who used up the secret technique, his body was exhausted, and he did not dare to come down and explore at will.

Now he took advantage of the fact that Dan Li had not completely subsided, and hurried down to see if Han Ming was dead, if he was not dead, he would make up for it again, and if he died, he would be able to feel at ease.

The dust was still in the air.