Although the blue-robed female cultivator was furious, she didn't make a rash move, but asked coldly, "Who are you, Gu Mo?"

Han Ming snorted coldly and didn't answer, just twisted his eyebrows and looked at the blue-robed female cultivator carefully, without a trace of emotional fluctuations on his face.

Before he made a move, he didn't want to provoke the huge ice beast clan of the West Ice Sea, so he could talk about it kindly, and it didn't hurt to be a little tolerant, but now that he had done it, the person had been killed, and he had completely torn his face, and there was basically no possibility of recovery, so he didn't have to be polite.

On the contrary, he was now thinking that if he left all the remaining demon cultivators present, could he delay for a while, so that the Western Ice Sea Demon Clan could not find the perpetrator for the time being, and when he advanced to the Great Cultivator, he naturally did not have to worry.

If he advanced to the Great Cultivator, but the Western Ice Sea Cultivator was still entangled, then it would be impossible to let them know what hunting was, and it would be okay to spend decades killing the backbone of the Western Ice Sea Demon Clan.

The idea is naturally good, but Han Ming is not sure, those five ninth-order demon cultivators are better, they have been poisoned, as long as time permits, he can take advantage of the situation and hunt them one by one, but that tenth-order ice phoenix is not good, she can't still run if she can't beat her!

"Don't answer, do you really think that this seat is afraid of you!" Han Ming didn't reply, making the cold color on the blue-robed nun's face even heavier, and continued to shout in a deep voice.

"If you want to do it, you can do it, it's already come to this point, is there anything else to say, let's see the real chapter under your hands!" Han Ming held the Demon Dragon Blade, his confidence increased greatly, and he stared coldly ahead.

"What a guts!" The blue-robed female cultivator laughed angrily, a little Yuan Infant Middle Stage, even if she is an ancient demon, but the realm is really there, even if she can fight beyond the ranks, can she still compare to her, a quasi-transformed god?

"Since you don't want to say it, then this seat will take you down, and when the time comes, I won't say anything!" The blue-robed nun raised her hand slightly, and a blue spark appeared in the palm of her hand.

Waves of extremely cold power emerged from the blue sparks, and the divine consciousness spread over with a feeling of being frozen, and the five ninth-order ice beasts behind the blue-robed female cultivator were slightly closer, and they shivered even more, and hurriedly retreated.

Han Ming, who was looking at this from a distance, had a look of surprise on his face, the power of this cold flame seemed to be quite extraordinary, this tenth-order ice phoenix was really not easy, but he was not afraid!

Holding the Demon Dragon Blade in one hand, Han Ming slammed the python tail without hesitation, and the huge demon body suddenly rose to the sky and rushed towards the tenth-order ice phoenix.

"Hmph, I want to see what other means you have!" The blue-robed female cultivator seemed not to be afraid, and with a slight lift of her hand, the blue ice flame suddenly flew out of her hand, and spun around twice in the air, turning into a blue phoenix with a wingspan of a wide wingspan, and with a clear sound, she greeted Han Ming.

Seeing this, Han Ming didn't give an inch, and his hands holding the demon dragon blade shook suddenly, and a black-red sword suddenly rose on the black blade that was faintly glowing with blood, and then a dull dragon groan sounded, turning into a black and red ** dragon five or six zhang long.

The black and red ** dragon shook its head and shook its tail, rushed towards the ice flame phoenix with its teeth and claws, and collided with it, one side rolled up the extremely cold ice power, and the other side carried the evil blood and dirty qi, fiercely biting, and was not afraid of death.

The power of cold qi and blood stain are both very special, they both seem to be rare existences in their respective fields, and they are not like water and fire, yin and yang are obviously restrained, they are entangled with each other, and for a while, the two can't help each other.

Her cold flame was actually blocked by the black-red sword, which made the blue-robed female cultivator's face flash slightly, and there was a more solemn look in her gaze when she looked at the demon dragon blade in Han Ming's hand.

At the same time, Han Ming's speed increased dramatically, holding the black and red long knife in his hand, and rushed straight towards the blue-robed female cultivator, jumping up and slashing down with a knife, with a momentum like a rainbow.

Looking at the black ** knife that slashed to the front, the blue-robed female cultivator's face did not change, and as soon as she raised her hand, she threw out a huge shield similar to a tortoise shell, which was horizontal above her head, and then stood behind the tortoise shell with confidence, silently pinching a cumbersome trick.

"Slash!" Han Ming approached, and slashed the black ** blade in his hand violently, slashing at the giant tortoiseshell shield.

The black and red blade of the demon dragon blade slashed firmly at the surface of the tortoise shell, and the blade was deeply immersed in it, but it did not break directly.

Under the shield, the blue-robed female cultivator only curled the corners of her mouth slightly, and she was not too surprised by the scene in front of her, the reason why she dared to use this giant shield to resist the strange black knife that was suspected to be the treasure of the Demon Dao was all because this tortoise shell was strong enough.

This tortoise shell is one of the lost treasures of the Ice Phoenix clan in the West Ice Sea, and it was only recovered by her eight hundred years ago, and the main material is a tortoise shell that has faded from the Ice Spirit Turtle in the Transformation Period, and it is also combined with many rare and rare materials.

The defense power of this tortoise shell can also rank in the top five in the entire human world, and with the urging of her, a quasi-god, even if you want to break through it in the real god transformation period, it is not a matter of time and a half!

Although the magic blade was strong, it was not strong enough to directly smash the tortoise shell!

The Demon Dragon Blade didn't even break through the tortoise shell, and Han Ming's eyes showed a hint of discoloration, but then he sneered and pulled hard, suddenly emitting a "buzzing" tooth-aching friction sound, directly leaving a deep scratch on the tortoise shell that was half a foot long.

Pulling out the Demon Dragon Blade, Han Ming didn't give up, and the arms under his two ribs slammed horizontally, making a chopping shape again, and slashed down at the earthy yellow turtle shell.

A hint of sarcasm flashed faintly in the eyes of the blue-robed female cultivator under the turtle shell, how could this tortoise shell be broken in the infancy of a primordial child, half a zhang thick, like Han Ming's one-knife cut, how could it be broken without cutting more than a thousand knives?

Moreover, this tortoise shell also has a strong self-repair, as long as you hear the words for more than ten years after you go back, it will be as good as ever!

But there was also a hint of sarcasm in Han Ming's eyes outside the turtle shell, and he didn't care about anything else, his hands covered with black scales pulled suddenly, and the Demon Dragon Blade met the tortoise shell again, but this time before the Demon Dragon Blade was about to slash at the tortoise shell, Han Ming's other hand, stretched out at lightning speed, and lightly tapped the back of the Demon Dragon Blade.

The Demon Dragon Blade suddenly buzzed and trembled at a strange frequency.

Unlike the crisp sound of the intersection of fine iron before, this time the demon dragon blade slashed on the tortoise shell and made a muffled sound of "Peng!", and the tortoise shell directly broke away from the control of the blue-robed female cultivator, and flew out, with a violent buzz during the flight, followed by an earthy yellow mist.

After flying for a distance of about ten zhang, the tortoise shell sublimated most of it, and when it crashed into the distant sea, only a small half was left, as if it was half-destroyed, and it was unknown whether it was all turned into mist after going underwater.

The Demon Dragon Blade refined from the stone dragon embryo is even more indestructible and indestructible than the genuine Demon Dragon Blade!

Cutting through the tortoise shell, Han Ming did not hesitate at all, and stepped forward suddenly, a dark red sword detached from the knife body, and slashed down at the blue-robed female cultivator below, and at the same time, he also stepped out, following closely behind, as if he was going to take advantage of the victory to pursue.

The tortoise shell of the god transformation stage was actually cut by a knife, and the blue-robed female cultivator's face was full of horror, she couldn't imagine how this person did it, what was the black knife, it was so terrifying, the yuan infant stage was holding the hard armor that could break through the turtle demon beast in the god transformation stage.

Frightened, the blue-robed female cultivator was terrified, and she didn't dare to resist the Demon Dragon Blade anymore, she was afraid that the means released would be broken by a single blow, and she was also cut off with a knife, and her body was killed.

A pair of snow-white phoenix wings suddenly appeared behind him, and the blue-robed female cultivator suddenly disappeared in place with a pinch, and the speed was so fast that even the Yuan Infant Monk couldn't catch his figure at all, and in an instant he dodged Han Ming's black-red sword attack.

The blue figure flashed away, and the blue-robed female cultivator had been fleeing for hundreds of zhang before she stopped and looked behind, only to find that the demon did not attack her at all, but pretended to cut out a sword, and then turned around and rushed towards the five ninth-order demon cultivators.

The patriarchs of the Bingfeng clan were all invincible and fled, where did these ninth-order demon cultivators dare to fight Han Ming head-on, they all showed a look of horror, as if they had discussed it, they scattered as birds and beasts, and fled in all directions.

But at this moment, a hideous blurred shadow of more than twenty feet appeared above them, with three heads and six arms. The six arms of the Demon Shadow slammed downward, and a powerful imprisoning force instantly enveloped the five demons.

Although it was impossible for the Demon Shadow to control the five ninth-order demon beasts on its own, it was also unexpected, enough to delay their movements slightly.

The Tongtian Golem only bought Han Ming half a breath time, but this was enough, the python's tail jerked violently, hitting the cyan sea, splashing a wave of more than ten zhang, and it rushed out in an instant, like a black sharp arrow.

Rushing closer, Han Ming's Demon Dragon Blade swung violently, slashing down at the nearest ninth-order demon beast, with a strange tremor frequency on the back of the knife.

This female cultivator who was chosen by Han Ming was not as good as the Ice Fox Clan who was killed before, but she was also quite a bit beautiful, seeing the black sword falling, her face suddenly looked desperate, and her eyes were full of pleading when she looked at Han Ming.

Han Ming slashed down with an expressionless face, and with a single sword, he slashed the dense layer of scale armor outside the female cultivator's body into mist, and the knife was castrated, crossing without a trace of hindrance, calmly retracting the knife.

The bones of the two pangolins fell feebly from the sky and re-entered the cyan waters below.

After swallowing a ninth-order demon cultivator again, the scarlet mist outside the body of the Demon Dragon Blade was even heavier, and it actually buzzed involuntarily, as if he was cheering, Han Ming even faintly felt that this Demon Dragon Blade had swallowed too much, and there was a posture of rushing out to kill the enemy on its own.

Feeling the mana in his body, Han Ming grinned again, revealing his white teeth, killing a ninth-order demon cultivator, and the Demon Dragon Blade fed him back some mana, although it was not filled, but it was almost there.

With a slight pinch, he accepted the Tongtian Golem, Han Ming looked at the blue-robed female cultivators in the distance again, and the four ninth-order demon cultivators who had fled far away, but still had lingering palpitations, with expressionless expressions on their faces. (To be continued)