"I know you have a secret technique, as long as you take me to catch up with the young man in white in front, after killing him, I can divide the contents of his storage ring in half with you."

The rough man said loudly, the wind under his feet, the strong wind blowing on his face, cloth hunting, although the speed is not slow, but at this speed, the gap with Chu Ming will get bigger and bigger.

The fashion was indifferent, and a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes.

"Don't you still believe in my Huang Lei's character?"

Looking at the fashion and thinking, Huang Lei was anxious, and spoke again, directly taking out his own conduct to speak.

Hearing this, Feng Shang was disdainful in his heart, he had been wandering at the exit of the Blood Demon Sea all the year round, who still had a good character to speak of, and there were also rumors about Huang Lei's behavior around the Blood Demon Sea, which made Feng Shang more vigilant in his heart.

"Yes."

In the end, Feng Shang still compromised, without Huang Lei's words, even if he catches up with Chu Ming, it is estimated that he is not an opponent, and even if Huang Lei suddenly makes trouble, he can leave safely at his speed.

Burst!

Feng Shang fingertips, a green silk flew out of his hand, floating in the space, tightly surrounding Huang Lei, with the blessing of green silk, Huang Lei's speed suddenly doubled, but it was not enough to catch up with Chu Ming in front.

"Hold on to my sleeve!"

With a wave of the fashion gray robe, a gray long sleeve flew in the air, and the air was exploded, passing through the layers of air waves, appearing in front of Huang Lei.

Huang Lei's eyes flashed with a hint of fierceness, and he quickly stretched out his right hand and grabbed the gray long sleeve tightly, his arm was forced, his muscles bulged, and the strength of his whole body exploded instantly.

"Breeze Trick!"

Feng Shang was flying, muttering to himself, behind him, suddenly a cyan illusory figure appeared, the phantom had no face, but the artistic conception of the wind around him was extremely rich, almost turning into substance.

Rumble!

With the blessing of Qingfeng Jue, the speed of Fengshang soared by two times, and the air was blasted by the bursts of impact, Huang Lei felt the soaring speed, and a trace of heat flashed in his eyes.

In heaven and earth, in addition to the normal martial arts, there are also some secret techniques, these secret techniques are strange, some may not have attack power, but in special fields, there must be some outstanding points, such as Qingfeng Jue, which is not famous in secret arts, but has a great increase in speed, especially for martial artists who have comprehended the artistic conception of the wind.

To be precise, the Blood Killing Fist cultivated by Chu Ming can also be regarded as a kind of secret technique, and he can increase the attack power of a martial artist by consuming the vitality of a martial artist, but Chu Ming has never used it.

Call!

The wind in his ears kept whistling, and the white-robed hunting, with the help of the afterglow, Chu Ming's eyes fluttered behind him, and his face was a little moved.

"I should have cultivated a secret technique!"

Chu Ming's gaze was fixed on the green phantom behind Feng Shang, and the speed at which he hurried with all his strength had already surpassed that of ordinary True Dao Fivefold Martial Artists, and he still did not shake off the two people behind him, there was only this explanation.

In a few breaths, the distance between the three of them narrowed to within 100 meters, and in front of them was a plain, surrounded by barren grass, no one around, and gravel all over the ground.

"Knife Pattern Realm!"

Huang Lei's eyes flashed with coldness, and the big knife behind his back shot violently, destroying the surrounding qi waves one after another, and hundreds of knife forces burst out from his long knife, layer by layer, completely blocking the surrounding space in an instant.

Puff puff puff.....

These sword lights are not strong, but they are better than the density of attacks, at a glance, within a hundred meters, there are dense and sharp swords, and Chu Ming's way is also instantly blocked by swords.

Sou!

With a wave of the blue red sword, the dazzling sword light was stimulated, and in this heaven and earth, it seemed that all of them had become a world of sword light.

Puff puff puff.....

The sparks flew in front of him, and the sword rays of the blue red sword wiped out all the swords around him in an instant, and as soon as the space was cleared, and the toes counted the ground, Chu Ming did not fly again, but stood there upright, looking at the two of them calmly.

"Boy, the strength is good!"

Huang Lei said with a sneer, the long knife stood horizontally, with the meaning of a long roar, and at the same time, on his body, all the knife intent was released, and the violent knife intent instantly attacked the ground with thousands of holes and deep ravines.

"What are you doing with so much nonsense, if you want my storage ring, then come and get it!"

Chu Ming said lightly, the two people in front of him. Huang Lei is a fourfold martial artist of the true path, but he has already comprehended the sword intent, not the ordinary fourfold of the true path that Chu Ming has encountered before can be compared, it is estimated that those martial artists of the fourfold true path, even Huang Lei's move, can not be accepted.

And the gray-robed old man next to him, the artistic conception of the wind beside him was extremely rich, Chu Ming knew in his heart that the reason why the two of them were able to catch up with him just now was probably because the gray-robed old man used a secret technique.

The old man himself is not strong, but if he wants to leave, it is estimated that no one can stop him.

"Not only do I want your storage ring, but I also want your life!"

Huang Lei said coldly, the long knife in his hand slashed horizontally, his right foot stretched forward and stepped on the ground, and an irresistible power suddenly appeared.

Sou!

The sword was stimulated, Huang Lei stepped on the ground at the same time, his body flew and approached Chu Ming, and the strong wind blew his rough face, looking extremely evil.

Burst!

Chu Ming lightly took out the sword, and the roaring sword light shattered instantly, and countless sword forces flew towards the surroundings, and the space exploded, sweeping all the surroundings.

Feng Shang didn't make a move, he wasn't stupid, he couldn't intervene in the battle in front of him at all, one of the random attacks fell on his body, either dead or injured, and yes, he was recuperating and saving his spiritual power.

The two are opposite, no matter who wins or loses, it will only be him who ends up in the end.

Chu Ming's sword is sometimes fast and sometimes slow, although Chu Ming has not comprehended the artistic conception of speed and slowness, but his comprehension of the way of the sword has reached a point where it has reached the pinnacle, and it can already create the illusion of space.

Burst!

A burst of swords, thousands of miles away, breaking through the heavy space, appeared on Huang Lei's left side, Huang Lei's face was calm, the long knife was fierce, and the knife attacked Chu Ming's weakness, and what he comprehended was the earth sword intent, which contained powerful power, Chu Ming took a blow, and felt his wrist numb.

Bang bang bang!

Gusts of wind and sand blew, in these wind and sand, two extreme rays of light flickered, breaking through the air waves, Chu Ming swung out with a sword, inch by inch of light and shadow completely enveloped the surrounding space, the air was completely cut and exploded, and the wind and sand were completely annihilated.

Huang Lei is also very good, at this moment, he also knows that Chu Ming is not a soft persimmon, just himself, in a short period of time, he can't take Chu Ming at all, but he is unwilling to give up in his heart, for a while, his heart is full of contradictions.