The sword was like a whirlwind, flying back and forth behind Jiang Ming and the little fat man, and the two people who suppressed it couldn't straighten their waists.

Flying sword Jiang Ming has seen a lot, but this is the first time he has seen this kind of spinning and flying.

"I'm afraid this guy is already a cultivator at the peak of the Divine Dao Realm, so he can use the long sword to such a long distance, and he can send and receive it so mysteriously. The little fat man was shocked.

The peak cultivation of the Divine Dao Realm is not afraid of him, because he himself is also the peak of the Divine Dao Realm. What he was afraid of was that it would take a lot of effort to kill this guy, and if the noise was too loud to attract more cultivators, it would be a big trouble.

Jiang Ming's divine sense swept across the mountains and forests, and he sensed that a figure was rapidly approaching, and the figure's internal cultivation was immense, far surpassing him. I couldn't help frowning for a while, thinking about countermeasures.

"Senior brother, how about Yin him, your cultivation is not weaker than him, you go first..."Jiang Ming reminded loudly. A crimson glow lit up in the right sleeve.

The little fat man immediately realized, turned his head and bared his teeth at him, rolled his body, and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

The figure was here in the blink of an eye. Dressed in red, with a red scarf, the standard dress of a Korean monk. At a glance, he is a groom.

Among the Seven Kingdoms, the Qin State is still black, the Zhao Wei and Han Kingdoms are still red, the Qi State is still yellow, the Chu State is still green, and the Yan State is still white, which has long been known to everyone, but seeing a big man with his own eyes is red, Jiang Ming is still a little uncomfortable.

Although Han Gui's Yuan Li cultivation far surpassed Jiang Ming, Jiang Ming's divine sense was beyond his reach, so under Jiang Ming's Yuan Divine Concentration, his every move would be noticed by Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming had a bold idea at this time: if he could force the golden primordial god in the sea of divine consciousness out of his body to fight, then he would definitely be able to kill Han Gui without much effort!

However, this method is too risky, and the slightest mistake in the cultivator's primordial spirit is a catastrophe, and the light one goes insane, and the worst one loses consciousness and becomes the living dead.

Although the three crimson swords on Jiang Ming's right arm were spirit seal divine soldiers, and their sword souls were dedicated to slashing the primordial gods, Jiang Ming's cultivation was not good at this time, and he could not use them at will.

Han Gui came to the front and was arrogant: "Boy, just tie your hands and arrest me! Follow me back to Dahan to die, Han will spare you the pain of flesh and skin." ”

This Han Gyu is in his fifties, and his appearance looks like he is in his early thirties. The pinnacle of the Shinto realm is cultivated. can be described as a genius of Tianzhong, he is also a Korean clan, and he is the cousin of the current King of Han, if you talk about seniority, he should be Han Chu's uncle.

After fighting with the Qin State for thousands of years, have you ever seen a Qin man who was captured with his hands tied?" Jiang Ming was attacked by his flying sword, and was forced to lie on the ground in humiliation, he was already holding back the evil fire in his stomach, and when he heard that this guy's attitude was still so arrogant, he was immediately furious.

"Hey, Huangkou Xiao'er, are you still a hard bone, today your grandfather Han will teach you how to be a man!" Han Gui withdrew the flying sword as he spoke, and the sword still spun in front of him.

Jiang Ming immediately stood up, his eyes shining with golden light, looking directly into Han Gui's eyes like two sword lights.

"Ahh His whole body was cultivated in the amount of Yuan Power in his body accumulated by countless Yuan Stones, and he lacked true tempering. The power of the primordial god was originally his shortcoming, and when Jiang Ming stared at him like this, he suddenly felt as if his brain was burned by flames, and the pain was unbearable.

The flying sword, which originally had a strong coercion on Jiang Ming, lost control for a while and fell to the ground under the master's relaxation at this time.

Jiang Ming flashed and grabbed the long sword in his hand, and felt that the sword was unusually light, not like it was cast of pure gold, but the sword body was cold and shining, and the sharpness was only far better than that of pure gold, and the two simple seal characters on it came into view.

"Tai'a sword! This world-class weapon actually fell into the hands of this guy, and I will collect it for him today. Jiang Ming thought to himself.

This Tai'a sword is a sword jointly cast by Ou Yezi and two sword-casting masters in the West, which gathers the strengths of the three families, and is a sharp weapon for the world. After being cast, it was called the "mighty" sword, which symbolized the power of the royal family, and has always been indispensable to the royal family.

"This guy must be a Korean royal clan, otherwise how would he dare to hold such a famous sword?" Jiang Ming's killing intent rose sharply in his heart.

"The royal family?

Jiang Ming held the sword in his hand and stared coldly at Han Gui, who slowly raised his head.

Although Jiang Ming's Yuan Shen was strong, the strength he could exert at this time was very small, and Fang Cai was only caught off guard by the other party, and did not cause substantial damage to Han Gui at all.

"Boy, I didn't expect you to have such a strong Yuan Shen! I can't say it, Han will take your Yuan Shen today! Suffer death!" Han Gui woke up in a moment, and coveted Jiang Ming's Yuan Shen in his heart.

The sword trick in his hand was drawn, and he wanted to take back the Tai'a sword, but unexpectedly, Jiang Ming was refining the Yuan Force mark he left on the sword with the Taiji Diagram, and Han Gui's sword trick was summoned continuously, only causing the sword body to deviate slightly!

"Boy, what are you doing!" Han Gui was really a little surprised this time, he originally thought that he would be caught, but he was proud of him and suffered two black losses on this kid in a row.

"What are you pulling, don't you see that this sword is already the master's?" Jiang Ming deliberately squinted at him to attract his attention.

"That's my sword!" Han Gyu exclaimed in a suppressed voice. But obviously, he was also worried that someone would notice the noise here and come and fight with him.

"Your sword is my sword..."Jiang Ming stared at Han Gui and said solemnly.

Han Gui was angry, and slapped Jiang Ming with a volley palm, and there was a sound of explosion when the flesh palm broke through the air.

"Good guy, this is the full force of the peak powerhouse of the Divine Dao Realm..."Jiang Ming was afraid of the guts, and hurriedly dodged back.

Han Gui calculated in his mind, beat Jiang Ming half to death with one palm, and then took the opportunity to take away his Yuan Shen and go back to slowly refine.

But this series of changes stacked up, and he actually forgot a very important thing, the fat man who was with Jiang Ming just now was gone.

Maybe he didn't care about it originally, but when his palm was less than half a foot away from Jiang Ming's forehead, a strange force suddenly came from the bottom of his foot. As soon as the force touched his feet, it flowed through his whole body in an instant, and his body began to tremble rhythmlessly, and his whole body spasmed. White foam slowly flowed from the corners of his mouth, pouring on the bright red collar.

Jiang Ming was close at hand, and he had already prepared. The Tai'a sword in his hand came out of his hand and easily pierced Han Gui's left chest, and the tip of the sword came out from behind...

The little fat man slowly walked out of the darkness. He clapped his hands and slapped the dirt off his hands. The face is disdainful:

"Your grandmother, why did she shout so loudly just now, I thought she was a ruthless person, but I didn't expect such a straw bag..."

Jiang Ming also smiled, pulled out the long sword from Han Gui who fell to the ground, then took the scabbard from him, took off the black sac around his waist and threw it to the little fat man: "Brother Yuan'er, happy cooperation!!"

The two slapped each other shamelessly.

This place should not stay for a long time, several sounds of breaking the sky passed in the air, Jiang Ming and the little fat man quickly hid in the darkness and continued to sneak.