The majestic breath is like the tide, but it is gloomy like the sea of nine shadows. While the cold air around him permeated the surroundings, the evil smile on his face showed an undoubted cruelty.

This is a demon cultivator, beside the corpses all over the ground, looking at Ming Han calmly.

Moving his gaze downward, looking at the broad sword that was still dripping blood, the demon cultivator's eyes turned red and he took a step.

Rival!

But Ming Han didn't retreat, because the dignity of being a sword cultivator told him that he couldn't retreat!

Blood-stained clothes, dripping blood, from the corners of the clothes, dripping one by one, Ming Han watched the pace of the demon cultivator's advance, his eyes were condensed, his mind was calm, and he was pregnant with a sword, waiting for an opportunity to move.

There is only war, and it is to fight to the end!

There is no way to retreat, behind him are his fellow disciples, Ming Han must kill the enemy with a sword!

The broad sword was raised, wandering with a trace of sword light, dazzling and dazzling at the same time, the green light burst out.

The demon cultivator was already close at hand, and he saw Ming Han's sword.

Ming Han's sword was very fast, like a thunderbolt, between the two, it seemed to tear apart the space, there was no longer a distance, and it appeared in front of the demon cultivator with such momentum.

Seeing the advent of this sword, the demon cultivator raised his arms, and the sharp black edge, in the cyan thunder, was as bright as the stars in the night, although it was faint, but it was as solid as a torch.

Ben Thunder exploded, Ming Han's black hair flew up, the wind also blew his clothes, and the blood on his chest was scattered in the wind.

Ming Han's eyes were about to split, and he swayed the vitality of his whole body, and frantically rushed towards the broad sword in his hand, he couldn't move, even if he died, he wouldn't move half a step, and there were people he cared about behind him.

The demon cultivator's face was hideous, and the roar of anger accompanied by the angry voice surged around. The demonic power of the whole body, with black light, struggled in the cyan electric light.

He couldn't retreat, because Ming Han didn't allow him to retreat, it was a sword that didn't give a trace of life, but Demon Xiu took this sword. So he has to give it his all.

"If you can't be distracted, your sword will no longer be sharp!" A smile gradually appeared on the face of the demon cultivator, which seemed to see the joy of victory.

Minghan knew that his sword was no longer pure, because he was concerned, so he couldn't do the indomitable in the past, and in the past, his sword was always forward. Never looked back.

Qingmang moved again because of the thunder, and once again burst out because of the electric light, the demon cultivator's eyes widened unexpectedly, and the evil smile was still frozen on his face.

Suddenly, he suddenly realized that he had thought that the sword mang, who was strong on the outside and strong in the middle, should have no substantial follow-up weakness, but he was wrong. Just when he was at the height of his pride. He suddenly realized that this was a huge trap while himself. I stepped in without hesitation.

Ming Han roared angrily, red blood appeared on the corner of his mouth again, and his chest was already blood-red, but Ming Han didn't care, he couldn't have any scruples, this sword. He must be killed!

Yes, my sword is no longer pure, but what is pure? Minghan thought that forgetting life and death, and being unscrupulous, was a kind of purity, and that was the real indomitable. But suddenly, his brain was clear.

The sword can also be a kind of protection, when your relatives, brothers, and family members are threatened, this sword can be cut out, because you want to guard, because you don't want the people you love to be hurt again, so this sword must be the strength of the whole body, and it can stimulate the potential in your heart, which is a power that Minghan has never seen.

However, today, Minghan saw that this sword was in his hands, for the sake of those behind him he had to care about, this sword, burst out of all his potential.

Sometimes, love and care are a kind of absolute purity, and this sword will be sharp!

Then kill it!

Ming Han looked up to the sky and roared, his hair was flying, and a mighty breath in his heart rushed straight to the brain palace, and at the same time as he broke out of his skull, a louder sword roared, and in the midst of the wind and clouds, the sound swayed.

Ming Han rang the bell of death, for him, and the people behind him, when this bell did not stop for a long time, Ming Han looked ahead, his eyes were full of complete disregard, when the sword moved again, the green thunder exploded, the wind roared, desperate, kill!

Mingyuan, who was galloping, was startled, suddenly stopped, and looked straight ahead, as if he had passed through countless shadows and intervals of trees, and saw the sword.

"Second Senior Brother?" Mingru looked ahead in disbelief.

"What a strong sword!" Wang Dazhu stared at the place where the sword sounded dumbfounded.

Xu Lin was silent, but there were turbulent waves in his heart, the second senior brother was desperate?

"Let's go!" Mingyuan's figure jumped out in a blink of an eye, and his body was so fast, in mid-air, he shook one after another afterimages.

Mingru and the others didn't dare to hesitate for a moment, they all rushed desperately to the place where the sword roared, but Xu Lin's face was gloomy, and a kind of guilt that he had never felt before arose spontaneously!

Thousands of green thunder, gathering in the sky, rushing thunder, like a mighty river, when the flow goes straight down, the blue light explodes, making people feel as if the sky will be destroyed, the momentum of the earth will be destroyed, and it will go down!

Minghan's eyes were red, and the blood in his mouth gushed out of his mouth one by one, but he didn't care, because he still had a sword in his hand!

The electric light is entwined all over his body, and in the midst of the green thunder, Ming Han is like a thunder god descending, and in his hand is the sword of judgment, and the judgment is death!

You must die! For the sake of this sword, you must die!

You must die! For the sake of your fellow disciples who are dying, you must die!

Ming Han's gaze was absolutely clear, and the blood on his chest rushed out, spasmodizing in the green thunder into a scene like raindrops still.

The broad sword in his hand was slowly raised, and the green thunder that fell straight down from the sky moved with it.

Minghan looked up, the green thunder bursts, the dark clouds gathered, and above his head was a black sky, and there was no more towering trees to obstruct it, it was clean, Minghan's eyes were clean, because this sword was pure!

The demon cultivator trembled, when the thunder light traveled all over his body, when Ming Han's sword was galloping, he was terrified!

In the panic, the demon cultivator howled angrily and begged, and the demonic power of the whole body, in the momentum of the green thunder, all shrunk into a ball, because it was the power of the brilliant heaven, which shocked the world's living beings, thunder, it was the divine punishment from the sky!

"Are you on the Yellow Springs Road?" Minghan shouted with a laugh.

Mingshan woke up, because the thunder was too loud, his dream was shattered, so he woke up, so he saw the second senior brother who was like a thunder god, and even saw the thunderous explosion of the sword in the sky.

Mingshan smiled: "Yes!"

Throwing the golden seal in his hand to the ground, Mingyu also smiled, looking at the tall Minghan, it turned out that this shadow had always been very close to him, and at this time it was within reach, so he also said: "But!"

Ming Gui, who had been unconscious, also woke up, lying on the ground, with a trace of emotion on his silent face and at the corner of his mouth, it was a smile!

His answer was, "Yes!"

The sword of salvation becomes a sword of destruction, so let this qiē disappear in this sword!

Minghan laughed, like a madman, his long hair fluttering, and the blade of the sword in his hand slowly drooped.

"We want to be together!" Mingshan suddenly exclaimed with a flushed face!

"Go!" Mingyu said with a resolute expression

"Watch the girls take a bath!" Minggui's voice was low, but it was very clear!

"Let's go!" Minghan's sword slashed down!

Thunder falls from the sky, and all lives are destroyed!

Tianwei roared angrily, and all things roared sadly!

This sword, heaven and earth changed color.

This sword was slashed by Ming Han extremely happily, so he kept smiling, and he could die at night!

This sword forced the demon cultivator to kneel down and bow down to the heavens!

So the heavens and the earth shook, the thunder roared, and the green thunder fell!

So the 100,000 mountains shook, and it was because of this sword!

The Great Ape King sat on the stone chair dumbfounded, the sword in his divine consciousness made him tremble all over, although he was already a demon cultivator in the realm of real people, but in the face of such a big prestige, he could only be shocked like wood!

Ruo Xun walked not far, it seemed to be back in the valley, under the gray mist, faintly couldn't see anything clearly, but at this moment, the woman looked at the green thunder in the sky, and couldn't help but upturn the corners of her mouth and said: "Are you quite capable!"

In the deepest part of the 100,000 Great Mountain, a middle-aged man dressed extremely elegantly placed the teacup in his hand on a jade table, looking into the distance with a smile, and opposite him, an old man was also sitting there safely.

"Can you let them go?" said the old man with a look of disapproval.

The middle-aged man smiled disdainfully and said: "I saved you, I have already committed a big taboo, and the Demon Sect also has to explain, not to mention that now that the Demon Lord has come to the world, the 100,000 Mountains are a quiet place, and this seat would rather be in a safe corner." ”

"Save me?" The old man's face was very ugly, and he glared at the man angrily, "Then why did you ban my cultivation?"

Picking up the teacup and taking a sip, the man squinted at the old man and said, "If the poisonous snake does not remove its fangs, who would dare to place it beside him?" (to be continued......)