Jiang Ming stared at Han Chu fiercely, and reached out to wipe the blood on his face vigorously. The salty smell of blood made his chest even more stuffy, and the Xuanwu phantom behind him began to ignite with fire, Jiang Ming's hands were together, the seal changed, and the Xuanwu Split Sword was completed!

A one-zhang long big knife phantom with Jiang Ming's hands as the handle of the shape of the shape, although the big knife looks a little empty, but the red fire on it rumbles, people can see it really.

I saw Jiang Ming roaring, and the Xuanwu phantom behind him looked up to the sky and roared, and the big knife in his hand was condescending, slashing at Han Chu with the momentum of Mount Tai.

Han Chu only felt that the flames were on the surface, but there was a cold sword intent coming with him, and a pressure that he had never experienced before had already slashed in front of him, the long sword in his hand was struggling to pick up, and the seal in his left hand was urged to the limit, and the two forces came out together, and the knife was hard.

Roar!

The roar continued, and the courtyard of the Yuqing Palace was swept by the scorching wind, and the rubble and flying tiles were overwhelming, and the dust was all over the sky.

Jiang Ming took a step forward, and the knife slashed down.

The sword slashed down, and the strong wind above the ground rose sharply, spreading in all directions. The man who had just fallen to the ground was struggling to get up, but another scream was blown to the courtyard wall, and then he fell, tilting his head and fainting.

Han Chu struggled to catch the shadow of the knife, only to feel that his hands were as heavy as dragging the sky, and the wave of heat wrapped in the knife qi bombarded him wave after wave, and flames gradually began to appear in his clothes, his hair bun was blown away, and the roots of the scattered hair began to burn, making a crackling sound in his ears, and even the white clothes on his body were constantly burned out of small holes, but just when he could barely support it, the knife qi also dissipated.

With a knife exhausted, Jiang Ming stood in front with a red face, holding back the panting in his chest and his eyes widened angrily, the seal in his hand was still there, and it looked like there might be another knife at any time.

And the Yuan Force in Han Chu's chest was agitated, and he couldn't help but staggered back three steps in a row, blood flowed out from the corners of his mouth, and he had used all his strength to take the knife, and at this time, his arm shook, and the long sword almost fell.

A sense of humiliation of defeat enveloped his heart at this time, looking at the figure in front of him who seemed to be immovable, he actually had a trace of regret in his heart, but he had always been ruthless, and his remorse was immediately replaced by killing intent.

He let his long hair fly away, he was like a demon god, and his resentment made him gather strength again, and the long sword in his hand flew out of his hand, turning into a blue light under his control, and stabbed at Jiang Ming with a roar.

This sword, with hatred, condensed all of Han Chu's strength, and its momentum was like thunder and lightning!

Jiang Ming sneered, his hands were folded in front of his chest, his whole body leaned forward slightly, and a huge crimson sword shadow was formed again, but this time it was with his body as the hilt, his hand pinched the seal, and his anger was the edge!

Han Chu's sword collided with the blade, and it actually burrowed into the blade like a poisonous snake, the crimson blade was messed up by the sword light, Jiang Ming only felt that even his chest was suffocated, and the Xuanwu phantom behind him immediately let out an angry roar, and a cold light flashed on the still somewhat ethereal blade, as soon as the cold light came out, Han Chu, who bore the brunt of the attack, suddenly felt a chill and murderous aura that made him creep out from the originally blazing blade! That murderous aura penetrated into the bone marrow, and Han Chu shivered, almost making him feel dead!

Han Chu was shocked by the cold air, and the sword technique in his hand followed, at this time, the crimson blade was already pressed on the top of his head, Han Chu's pressure doubled, and the cold light traveled back and forth on the blade, and the blade gradually pressed down.

The blade slowly pressed against Han Chu's eyebrows, only an inch away from his skin.

The blazing sword qi was mixed with the cold light of the cold blade, and it was as fast as the wind. Peeling off Han Chu's talisman aura layer by layer.

"Xuanwu Splitting the Earth, Second Slash!!" The seal in Jiang Ming's hand changed again, and the two-foot-wide blade expanded by more than a foot again!

The crimson color of the blade is more condensed, and the cold light covering the blade is also more clear.

Boom!

With a loud bang, Han Chu's protective true qi shattered, and the blade was close to him, but at this moment, a blue-yellow light appeared on his body, and that light rose to the sky, actually separated the blade, and then turned into an illusory huge jade shape, protecting Han Chu in it.

The majestic sword qi was like a huge wave rolling, layered on top of each other, as if it was endless. Although the blade could not cut through the shadow of the jade bi at this time, the sword qi was like a hurricane, rolling Han Chu into the sky along with the light of his protective body.

Jiang Ming sneered, his sword power was exhausted. He put away the knife and stood with his hands in his hands, staring coldly at Han Chu, who was still in mid-air at this time, and was swept by the sword qi.

After a while, the sword qi gradually weakened, and Han Chu fell to the ground with a bang, and the jade-like shield outside his body, as if there was a time limit, dissipated instantly after he landed.

And at this time. It just so happened that the last sword qi came like the wind, destroying Han Chu's whole body into pieces, and the clothes on his arms and legs were almost cut off by the roots, Han Chu's snow-white limbs were exposed, and his exposed places were covered with wounds and blood.

When the ground was fallen, he stepped out of a crack with a radius of one foot, Han Chu was also ruthless, so seriously injured, he was still standing after all.

Pressing his hand on his chest, Han Chu's face was stained with blood, his hair was scattered, the cold mountain wind blew through his skin and made him tremble, he looked at Jiang Ming with resentment, and his killing intent was not concealed at all.

"Acceptable?" Jiang Ming gritted his teeth, and the anger in his eyes did not disappear.

Only then did Han Chu realize that at this time, the clothes on his body were almost in pieces, and only a few pieces of fabric that were still intact happened to protect the key parts.

"You ............" Han Chu was so embarrassed that he stretched out his index finger and pointed at Jiang Ming, he trembled all over, gritted his teeth fiercely for a long time, but only said one word.

"To insult others, you need to have strength, and like you, you can only bring humiliation on yourself. At this time, the little fat man who was holding his hands and staying on the side stepped forward with great interest, staring at Han Chu with great interest, looking up and down.

Han Chu was panting, his bloodshot eyes stared at Jiang Ming and the little fat man repeatedly, but he was only trembling and couldn't say a word.

Jiang Ming sneered: "You and I are in the same door, we could have been friends, but today I insulted me, Jiang Ming remembered it, and you should remember it too." From now on, I, Jiang Ming, you can't afford to mess with me!"

"What else do you want? Kill me? Do you dare? I am the prince of the Great Han Dynasty, and the queen mother is the princess of Chu State, if you kill me, 100,000 cultivators of the two great countries in the world will hunt you down in the heavens and the earth! Even your family and friends, not a single one will be left, they will die a miserable, very painful, very humiliating death, all because you made a stupid decision today..."Han Chu laughed hysterically.

"South Korea, is it very strong? And Chu State, is it very strong? I, Jiang Ming, will let you know today that my life is for my relatives and friends, and you insult me first and threaten me later. Then I will officially inform you at this moment: you falsely accuse me of stealing jade, threaten the people I care about, and I will destroy your country in retaliation!" Jiang Ming shook his sleeves fiercely and strode in front of Han Chu, staring at him with condescending eyes.

Han Chu couldn't help but tremble, and the coldness in Jiang Ming's eyes seemed to come from the Nine Netherworlds, making him tremble. His lips quivered, and he slowly closed his eyes, not daring to look directly at them.

", your death here will only defile the ground of my Yuqing Palace!" said the little fat man impatiently. Then with a slap of his hand, he couldn't wait to roll Han Chu and the monk who fell to the ground out of the door like dead branches and leaves.

"Boy, can you still hold on?" the little fat man put a palm against Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming was about to turn around, but suddenly he felt that the sky was spinning in his mind, and the endless darkness in front of him immediately swallowed him, and his body seemed to fall into a bottomless abyss, constantly falling, but he could never touch the end.

He swayed slightly, fell to the right, and slowly closed his eyes.