Han Chu is an understanding person with deep scheming. Hearing this, his heart turned slightly, and then he smiled: "The two senior brothers are not impatient, it is not a big deal. It's just a piece of jade given by the master, and it records some of the methods of my Taiqing Palace, I heard that if Uncle Yu is a scholar of heaven and man, the exercises passed on will not be weaker than my Taiqing Palace, and I ask Senior Brother Jiang Ming to return it. ”

"So, Senior Brother, are you sure that I stole it?" What if I also insist that I didn't?" Jiang Ming stared at Han Chu's eyes. Although this man is the heir of a great power, in his opinion, such actions are no different from those of a thug on the street.

"Don't admit it?" Han Chu's face was even more chilly.

"Hmph, who doesn't know that you are from a place to beg for food? You are the most humble in this palace, and the rest are almost all princes and nobles, how could such a person steal things!" said the cultivator who was standing on the side, spitting at the mouth.

"Get out!" the little fat man threw out a bolt of lightning and slammed it on the door in front of the cultivator, knocking him far away, falling to the ground and groaning.

Han Chu obviously had no intention of resisting at all, and when he saw that cultivator was miserable, he glanced at it, and the sneer on his face became even stronger.

"Senior brother, don't, bear with me for a while, and see what else he can say. Jiang Ming whispered to the little fat man.

The little fat man snorted coldly, and dragged out a head-sized electric ball in his hand and said to the cultivator: "Step on the horse again, the fat man will blow you into slag!"

Han Chu didn't say anything, his eyes were already staring at Jiang Ming like an awl at this time.

Jiang Ming tilted his head and said, "Senior Brother Han, Jiang Ming has never been to Taiqing Palace, nor has he seen the jade bi you said, please go elsewhere to find it, Jiang Ming may be able to help." You can't slander me for having a problem with my virtue just because I'm poor, right?"

"Death or not?" Han Chu's face had already begun to be arrogant.

"I don't know how Senior Brother Han wants to solve it?" Jiang Ming looked at him coldly, and he was not afraid.

"Cultivators respect strength, if Senior Brother Jiang Ming can win in the Xia, it proves that Senior Brother Jiang Ming does not need the exercises in the lower jade, if Senior Brother Jiang Ming can't win in the Xiaxia, then he will definitely go to the master to seek justice. As Han Chu spoke, his body flashed back two steps, and the clear light in his hands was permeated, and the orthodox Taoist method had already been transported.

"Fight?" Jiang Ming stepped forward.

"Senior brother, would you like to teach?" Han Chu was aggressive.

Jiang Ming sneered when he heard this, and the crimson vitality instantly covered his arms, and his eyes were also crimson, and his momentum was terrifying.

Seeing this, Han Chu was obviously stunned for a moment. In recent months, he has achieved success in cultivation, and his heart has swelled. In order to expand their own power and intimidate others. Find someone to fight by all means, and then abuse and humiliate them.

Although most of the others were cultivators of the Divine Dao Realm, none of them could make his heart tighten like Jiang Ming.

His cultivation has been improving in the past few months, and his swollen heart has already made him regard the young man he met that day as an ant, and that young man turned out to be Zhang Ruoyu's disciple, which he absolutely could not accept.

He must defeat Jiang Ming with an absolute advantage and trample him under his feet, only in this way can he prove to everyone that he is better than Jiang Ming, and it was a mistake for Zhang Ruoyu not to choose him.

But after all, he believed that his cultivation surpassed Jiang Ming, although Jiang Ming in front of him looked a little terrifying, but after he investigated, he found that the other party was not a cultivator in the Divine Dao realm, thinking that Zhang Ruoyu gave him some secret treasure, which made Jiang Ming have such a momentum in the Blood Wheel Realm.

"Hmph! What about relying on the magic weapon? Han will teach you to be a man today!" Han Chu made a preemptive move, flicked his long sleeves, and a snow-bright long sword seemed to spit out from his sleeve, which was already caught in his hand, and then his body rose up and slashed towards Jiang Ming with a sword.

The little fat man sneered and stepped back, his eyes full of playfulness.

On top of Han Chu's long sword, it was covered with layers of Yuan Force, and that Yuan Force came out more than a meter through the sword, and it was already in front of Jiang Ming's eyes in an instant.

Jiang Ming didn't dodge, and when his mind moved, a half-foot-long crimson streamer flew out of his right sleeve and swept towards the cyan sword light.

Knort...

The gold and iron resonated, and the blue and red yuan power rippled like water waves, scattered in all directions, and the piercing sound shook the blood of the person who fell to the ground.

Jiang Ming didn't move, the long sword in Han Chu's hand changed, matching his figure, and one person and one sword rolled towards Jiang Ming angrily again.

The cyan vitality on Han Chu's left hand was swirling, and before the long sword arrived, he first slapped it in the air with a palm.

"Lock the palm?" the little fat man on the side exclaimed.

"This kid really has two hits. ”

Legend has it that this lock body palm is also known as the 'absolute qi fixing technique', in which the qi machine is one by one, it is extremely difficult to refine, and it cannot be cultivated unless it is a genius. And even if you can cultivate, because you need to turn the Yuan Force in your body into two forces at the same time, it is extremely difficult and dangerous to cultivate, and you may injure yourself at any time.

But if it is refined, it is extremely powerful, formless and phaseless, making people unguardable.

Seeing Han Chu's palm, Jiang Ming was ready to make another sword and strike up and down. Unexpectedly, as soon as his mind moved, the Yuan Force outside his body seemed to be completely suppressed by something, and he didn't listen to the call. And when he urged the impact of the Yuan Force in his body again, that inexplicable force was instantly transformed into a suction, with the impact power in his body, the two were superimposed, Jiang Ming's body suddenly couldn't retract, and he staggered, and his neck slammed towards the tip of Han Chu's sword.

The tip of the sword was originally a little in front of Jiang Ming's eyes, but at this moment, it seemed to be as big as a mountain, and the feeling of depression made Jiang Ming almost breathless. The tip of the sword was about to pierce into Jiang Ming's left eye.

Han Chu sneered, the seal on his left hand tightened again, and Jiang Mingyuanli was once again locked and pulled by him, and his body moved forward faster.

At this time, Jiang Ming was inexplicably suppressed by a wave of anger in his heart, and at this time, he was calculated by others, and he was suddenly ashamed and angry, only to feel a hot breath rushing to his head, Jiang Ming's divine consciousness sent out a huge roar that almost reached the sky, and the fiery red Xuanwu phantom hit the sky and the earth in the sea of his divine consciousness, tossing and turning.

His body also followed the Xuanwu body, and he could avoid the tip of the sword, but he couldn't avoid the sharp sword body, and was cut by the blade on the cheekbone, which was several inches long.

Jiang Ming only felt a cold on his face, blood flowed out, and the anger in his chest was even stronger, and the Xuanwu Phantom sensed his mood and roared again, only to see the fire burst out behind Jiang Ming, and a tall fiery red Xuanwu Phantom turned out behind him, the head of the turtle and the head of the giant snake roared at the same time, and a scorching and domineering force swept the scene.

Jiang Ming's body shape changed, like a snake swinging its tail, and his body slid out two feet. Han Chu stepped forward and raised his long sword.

The two of them still stood against each other as if they had switched positions for a moment, and at this time, Han Chu looked at the blood stains on the sword with satisfaction, and Jiang Ming had blood on half of his left face.

"Senior Brother Jiang Ming, how does my sword taste?" Han Chu sneered.