Although the cultivator of the blue robe was frightened, he did not act rashly, but instead asked coldly: "Who are you, the ancient demon?"

Han Ming snorted coldly, without answering, but frowned and looked at the cultivator in the blue robe carefully, without any emotional fluctuations on his face.

Before he took action, he didn't want to provoke the huge ice beast clan of Xibinghai. He could speak kindly and be a little tolerant. But now he has already taken action and has killed the person, which is a complete tear-off. There is basically no possibility of recovery, so there is no need to be polite.

He now wondered if he left all the remaining demon cultivators present, could he delay for a while so that the West Ice Sea Demon Clan could not find the murderer for the time being, and when he advanced to the great monk, he naturally would not have to worry.

If he advanced to the great monk, but the monks of Xibinghai are still entangled, they can't tell what hunting means. It's okay to spend decades to kill the backbone of the Western Icinghai Demon Clan.

The idea was of course good, but Han Ming was not sure. The five ninth-level demon cultivators were better. They were infected with poisoning skills. As long as time permits, he could take advantage of the situation and hunt them one by one, but the tenth-level Bingfeng was not good, and she could still run away if she could not beat her!

"Don't answer? Do you really think I'm afraid of you!" Han Ming did not reply, and made the cold color on the blue robe cultivator's face heavier, and continued to shout in a deep voice.

"If you want to do it, just do it. It's already this point. Is there anything else to say? Let's see the truth!" Han Ming held the Demon Dragon Blade, his confidence increased greatly, and he stared coldly ahead.

"So brave!" The female cultivator in the blue robe laughed in anger. She was a small middle-level Nascent Soul, even if she was an ancient demon, but her realm was really there. Even if she could fight above the level, she could still compare to her, a quasi-transformed god?

"Since you don't want to say it, I will capture you. I won't say it when I see you!" The cultivator in the blue robe raised his hand gently, and a blue spark appeared in the palm of his hand.

A stream of extreme cold force emerged from the blue spark, and the spiritual sense spread over and felt frozen. The five ninth-level ice beasts behind the blue robe cultivator were slightly closer, and they shivered and quickly retreated.

Han Ming, who looked here from afar, looked a little surprised on his face. The power of the cold flame seemed to be quite extraordinary. This tenth-level ice phoenix is ​​really not an easy person, but he is not afraid!

Holding the Demon Dragon Blade with one hand, Han Ming suddenly pulled the python tail without hesitation, and the huge demon body suddenly soared into the sky and rushed towards the tenth-level ice phoenix.

"Hmph, I want to see what methods you have!" The blue-robed cultivator was not afraid. He raised his plain hand gently, and the blue ice flame suddenly flew out of his hand, and turned into a blue phoenix with a wingspan of about a meter wide. With a clear sound, he greeted Han Ming.

Seeing that Han Ming refused to give in, he swung his hands tightly holding the Demon Dragon Blade, and a black and red sword light suddenly rose from the black blade that was faintly glowing with blood. Then a dull dragon roar sounded, turning into a black and red dragon five or six feet long.

The black and red dragon shook its head and tail, rushing towards the ice flame phoenix with its teeth and claws, and colliding with it. One side rolled up the extremely cold ice power, and the other side carried the most evil blood-stained aura, biting fiercely, and was fearless of death.

Both the cold and blood-stained power are very special, both of which are rare in their respective fields, and they are not like water and fire, and the obvious restraint of yin and yang. They are entangled with each other, and for a moment, the two cannot do anything to each other.

His cold flame was actually blocked by the black and red sword light, which made the blue-robed cultivator's face slightly flash, and the eyes of the demon dragon blade in Han Ming's hand were even more serious.

At the same time, Han Ming's speed increased sharply. He held the black and red sword in his hand and rushed straight towards the blue-robed female cultivator, jumped up, and slashed it with a sudden sword, with a rainbow of momentum.

Looking at the black ** knife that was chopping in front of him, the blue-robed female cultivator did not change her face. She raised her plain hand and threw out a giant shield similar to a tortoise shell, which was horizontally placed above her head. Then she stood behind the tortoise shell with confidence, silently pinching a complicated magic trick.

"Slash!" Han Ming approached, held the black blade in his hand and slashed hard on the giant tortoise shield.

The black and red sword light of the Demon Dragon Blade slashed firmly on the surface of the tortoise shell, and the blade was deeply trapped in it, but it did not break directly.

The blue-robed female cultivator under the shield only raised the corners of her mouth, and 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 suspected to be a treasure of the magic was all because the tortoise shell was powerful enough.

This tortoise shell is one of the lost treasures of the Ice Phoenix tribe of the West Binghai. It was found by her eight hundred years ago. The main material is an ice spirit turtle that advanced in the God Transformation Period and was also accompanied by many rare rare treasures.

The defense of this tortoise shell can also rank among the top five in the entire human world. With the urge of her, the quasi-transformation God, it will not be a short time to break through the real God Transformation Period!

Although the Demon Blade is strong, it is not as strong as directly shattering the tortoise shell!

The Demon Dragon Blade did not break the tortoise shell, and a strange color appeared in Han Ming's eyes, but then he sneered and pulled it hard, and suddenly it made a series of "buzzing" rubbing sounds that made people sore teeth, leaving a deep scratch half a foot long on the tortoise shell.

When Han Ming pulled out the Demon Dragon Blade, he did not give up. His arms under his ribs suddenly crossed, and slashed again, slashing hard at the yellow turtle shell.

A trace of sarcasm flashed in the eyes of the cultivator blue robe under the turtle shell. How could this tortoise shell be broken by a Nascent Soul stage? It was half a foot thick. How could it be broken without cutting more than a thousand swords like Han Ming?

Moreover, this tortoise shell has a powerful self-repair. After returning, it will be as sound as before after hearing this for more than ten years!

But there was also a sarcastic look in Han Ming's eyes outside the turtle shell. He ignored everything else. His hands covered with black scales suddenly pulled, and the Demon Dragon Blade once again met the tortoise shell. However, this time before the Demon Dragon Blade was about to chop on the tortoise shell, Han Ming's other hand stretched out at a lightning speed and gently 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 essence and iron before, this time the magic dragon blade cut the tortoise shell and made a muffled sound of "Push!". The tortoise shell directly escaped from the control of the female cultivator of the blue robe and flew out. It buzzed violently during the flight, followed by a yellow fog.

After flying for about ten feet, the tortoise shell sublimated most of the time. When it crashed into the distant sea, only a small part was left, which seemed to be half-destroyed. As for whether it turned into fog after reaching the water, it is unknown.

The Demon Dragon Blade refined with the stone dragon embryo is even more irresistible and invincible than the genuine Demon Dragon Blade!

After slashing the tortoise shell, Han Ming did not hesitate at all. He stepped forward suddenly. A dark red sword light broke out from the knife body and slashed down at the blue-robed female cultivator below. At the same time, he also stepped out and followed closely, as if he wanted to take advantage of the victory.

The tortoise shell in the God Transformation Stage was actually cut by a knife, and the blue-robed cultivator's face was full of horror. She could not imagine how this person did it, what was the black knife? It was so terrifying. The Nascent Soul stage was holding a hard armor that could break the tortoise monster in the God Transformation Stage.

The cultivator of the blue robe was extremely frightened. She was afraid that she would not dare to take on the Demon Dragon Blade, and she was afraid that the means she released would be broken by another blow. She was also cut off her head with one knife, and she died. It should not be cut off with one knife, but like many demon cultivators before, if she had a little skin, she would turn into a lot of bones.

A pair of snow-white phoenix wings suddenly grew behind him. After pinching the magic tricks of the blue-robed female cultivator, she suddenly disappeared from the spot. The speed was so fast that even the Nascent Soul cultivator could not catch her figure. In an instant, she avoided Han Ming's black and red sword attack.

The blue figure flashed away, and the cultivator of the blue robe kept moving hundreds of feet away before he stopped in fear and looked back, but found that the demon did not attack her at all. Instead, he pretended to cut out a sword light and rushed towards the five ninth-level demon cultivators.

The leader of the Bingfeng clan was unable to escape. These ninth-level demon cultivators dared to snatch Han Ming from the front. They all looked shocked. They even scattered like they had agreed to do so, and fled everywhere.

But at this moment, a ferocious and fuzzy demon shadow more than twenty feet appeared above them, with three heads and six arms. The demon shadow grabbed the six arms at the bottom, and a powerful imprisonment force instantly enveloped the five demons.

Although the Demon Shadow could not control the five ninth-level monsters by her own strength, it was unexpectedly enough to delay their movements slightly.

The Tongtian Demon Golem only bought Han Ming for half a breath, but that was enough. The python tail suddenly thrust and hit the blue sea surface, splashing a wave of more than ten feet, and then rushed out in an instant, like a black sharp arrow.

When he arrived near, Han Ming's magic dragon blade swung his sword suddenly and slashed down at the nearest ninth-level monster with a strange tremor frequency on the back of the knife.

This female cultivator selected by Han Ming was not as good as the one who had been killed before, but she was also quite handsome. As the black sword light fell, she 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 cut a layer of dense scales outside the female cultivator's body into fog with one knife. The sword light continued to pass through without any obstacles, calmly putting the knife in.

Two phantoms of the skeleton fell from the air without any force and entered the blue sea below again.

He swallowed a ninth-level demon cultivator again. The scarlet fog outside the blade of the Demon Dragon Blade was heavier, and it buzzed involuntarily, as if cheering. Han Ming even felt a little bit that the Demon Dragon Blade had swallowed too much, and he actually had the attitude of rushing out to kill the enemy on his own.

Feeling the magic power in his body, Han Ming grinned again, revealing his white teeth, killing a ninth-level demon cultivator. The Demon Dragon Blade gave him some magic power. Although it was not fully replenished, it was almost the same.
Chapter completed!