The Second Immortal Road

Han Ming didn't pay attention to Xiao Bingfeng at all, it was not like taking such an early shot, but things were always not as expected, and it was not one party to decide whether to fight or not. The old Turkic man looked bad.

"What does Daoist fellow mean? Han is unwilling to mix things with the nobleman and the Qing Yijushi, so it's good to just stop!" Han Ming put one hand behind him, and said solemnly.

"It's okay to stop. It's just that the old man wants to borrow something from fellow Daoist. As long as friend Han is willing to give it, the old man will turn around and leave!" The old Turkic man cracked his mouth and smiled, wrinkles piled on his face.

"Borrow something? What? Let's hear it!" Han Ming raised his brow slightly when he heard that, and asked faintly.

The old Turkic man tried his best to show a'gentle' smile, and said, "It's not something that Daoyou Han can't do, it's just the head of Daoyou Han, I want to take it as a gift!"

When Han Ming heard this, he turned back and laughed. He looked up and down at the old Turkic man, then sneered and said, "Han's upper head is here. If you have the skills, just take it, Han has absolutely no complaints."

The Turkic old man was not angry when he heard the words. He just smiled faintly and wanted to speak, but he sensed that someone was lasing, and he couldn't help taking back what he had said before turning his head to look into the distance.

A blood-robed figure shot from a distance, and stopped shortly after the old Turkic man, sandwiched the old man with Han Ming, and sneered: "Old man, when the birthday comes, just be honest. If you really hide in the clan and wait for death, you can still linger for decades. Why do you want to come out to find death?"

Leng Leng glanced at the old Turkic man, Chi Yuqi turned his head to look at Han Ming, and said with a smile: "Friend Han Daoist, Chi Mou has seen this old guy obstructive for a long time. I will join hands and leave him here! "

Han Ming raised his brows slightly, but he didn't show much joy. After thinking about it, he smiled again. He put his hands behind his back and smiled and said, "It's a pleasure to cooperate with friends from the equator, so why not do it again! "

"Very good, very good!" Chi Yucai grinned, and gently raised his hand, a large amount of ghostly energy gushing out of his body.

Han Ming and Chi Yuqi were'discussing' like no one, and they didn't seem to pay attention to themselves at all. This made the Turkic old man feel a little despised, but after looking at Chi Yuqi and Han Ming, he sneered again. He opened his mouth: "I originally planned to clean up one by one, but now you bring it to the door by yourself, it just happens to be served in one pot!"

When he finished speaking, the old Turkic man snapped a beat, revealing his scrawny upper body again. The lifelike three-headed ghost opened his teeth and danced his claws, his eyes were red, and he even showed a wicked grin.

The old Turkic man raised his hand, and his whole body unexpectedly burst out with a strong ghost aura, which was quite similar to the aura of Chi Yu Qi.

Han Ming and Chi Yuqi looked at each other, and also no longer planned to talk nonsense, their whole body was full of momentum, and they began to besiege the old Turkic guy.

"Let you see what is the essence of the Nascent Soul Stage, but it is not comparable to those of you young people who have not passed through many years!" The old guy pinched a mysterious technique, and the whole body burned with a layer of dark flames. .

The old Turkic man made a gentle move, and the flame was divided into two parts, and the two skinny chicken-foot hands that Wan flowed into the sea, turned into two black long swords, shining with infiltrating black. Light.

"Go!" The old Turkic man slammed, one of the black swords shot towards Chi Yuqi, while he himself grabbed the other and rushed towards Han Ming.

Han Ming sneered, and gently raised his hand. A golden chain flew out from his sleeve and entangled towards the old Turkic man. At the same time, he grabbed it in the void, and a faintly blue flying sword appeared in his hand. .

"Huh, the bug trick!" The old Turkic man seemed to look down on Han Ming's attack at all. He held the black sword in his hand and slashed at Han Ming. A piercing light broke away from the sword body and slashed fiercely on the golden one. Above the chains.

The golden aura of the chain and the black light collided together. After a stalemate, it was completely defeated. The star chain was directly cut by the black black sword, and with a whine, it flew out and flew upside down for hundreds of feet. Falling to the ground feebly.

Han Ming saw a look of horror on his face, and when he pinched the tactics, he turned around and fleeed, but the old Turkic man was so fast that a pair of black wings grew behind him, and he trembled suddenly. It was close in an instant.

"Dead!" The old Turkic man flew over Han Ming's head, holding a black sword and slashing down at Han Ming's neck.

In an emergency, Han Ming suddenly pinched the tactics, and suddenly a large piece of mysterious ancient characters flew out behind him, condensed together, and instantly condensed into a larger ancient character ‘Royal’, blocking the front of the black sword.

"Peng!" With a violent loud noise, although the ancient characters blocked the power of the black sword, Han Ming himself was blasted down from midair by the powerful impact, and hit the ground fiercely, smashing the ground. There was a big hole.

The Turkic old man shook his wings suddenly, his figure flickered again, and rushed down with Han Ming, and once again swung his black sword against Han Ming's head and slashed down. The sword light was cut down, with a stern ghost roar. When he was physically present, Han Ming felt a pain in his spirit being stimulated.

This black sword attacked not only the ****, but also the spiritual power. It seems that this old Turkic man knew that his physical body was strong, so he used this attack method.

Seeing this frown, Han Ming waved his hand violently. The blue faint ancient sword in his hand was thrown out, and the black sword that met the old Turkic man slammed into each other fiercely.

Although the Lan Youyou Ancient Sword was not bad, Han Ming had no time to move it in a hurry, and the black sword in the hands of the old Turkic man was obviously a rare supernatural power. Therefore, after the two long swords violently collided, a burst of aura burst out violently, and Lan Youyou's ancient sword was cut into two pieces.

However, with the delay of the Lan Youyou Ancient Sword, Han Ming won a bit of time, his figure flashed, and he rushed out ten feet away, feeling safe enough, then turned his eyebrows and looked at the old Turkic man.

On the other side, Chi Yuqi offered a blue-gray iron sword, swayed a large amount of sword energy, and surrounded the other black sword in the middle, and wanted to use the massive sword energy to wipe the black sword away, but it was effective. It's not obvious, but Wu Jian can only be trapped, and it will have no other effect.

Chi Yuqi and Han Ming were at a disadvantage at the same time.

"Friend of the Equator, this person is a mid-level peak monk, only one step away from the great monk. If we cherish ourselves in this way, we will lose!" Han Ming's expression was a bit ugly, and he looked at Chi Yuqi with dislike.

Chi Yuqi looked at the black sword surrounded by sword aura, and said with a deep voice, "His black sword seems to be formed by some kind of ghost sacred fire, and it is very powerful for my ghost swordsmanship and exercises. I can’t exert my full strength at all because of the restraint effect!"

"Hmph, I don't know where to learn the three-legged cat ghost art, but also show it off. Let me talk less nonsense, the old man will let you know what the real ghosts and magical powers are!" The Turkic old man sneered, facing Bei Chi Yu Abandoning the trapped Black Sword with a single stroke, the Black Sword exploded into black flames, suddenly curled up, engulfing all the ghost energy and sword energy around it, and instantly disintegrated its burning earth.

Chi Yuqi's Ghost Dao technique seems to be really restrained by the Turkic old man's Ghost Dao secret technique.

With a gentle stroke, the black flame flew back into the hand of the old Turkic man, and placed another black sword in his palm with a light pinch, and it turned into a palm-sized black flame, faintly exuding a cold breath. It is like a black jade lotus flower slowly opening up.

"Go!" When the old Turkic man raised his hand, the black lotus flame turned into a black fire dragon, tumbling towards Han Ming, while the old Turkic man himself performed secret techniques, and the whole body was surging with surging ghost energy, and he took the initiative to welcome him. To the Chi Yu abandoned.

Han Ming seemed to be very jealous of the black flames, and was unwilling to fight against the black fire dragon, but just avoid it, and Chi Yuqi seemed to be not the opponent of the Turkic old man. He could only hide behind a huge iron shield. Support hard.

In this way, the Turkic old man alone suppressed Han Ming and Chi Yuqi and beat Xiaobanzhuxiang~www.wuxiaspot.com~ During this period, Han Ming and Chi Yuqi were both at stake, and seemed to be at risk at any time. Can die.

When he stepped forward, Han Ming rushed out more than ten feet, but he didn't run away anymore. Instead, he held one hand behind him, with a palm on his chest, like a pill furnace carved from beautiful red jade, spinning around, calmly watching. The black fire dragon pounced over. At the same time, Chi Yu, who was hiding under the iron shield, raised his eyebrows, and the ghost in his body was suddenly rolled, and he even removed the iron shield, holding a trembling blue-black wooden sword and rushed towards the Turk. Old man.

Chi Yuqi didn't know what method he used, and he rushed to the edge of the old Turkic man like a teleport, cut it off with a sharp sword, and sneered at the same time: "I have endured you for a long time!"

The old Turkic man thought that after such a long time of high-intensity consumption, Chi Yucai's mana had gone by 80%. How could he have thought that he would suddenly violently shoot, and he was so fierce that he was stunned for a moment. Opened his mouth, spit out a black three-headed ghost statue, and greeted the Heavenly Ghost Sword that Chi Yuqi slashed over.

The Heavenly Ghost Sword slashed mercilessly on the black statue that had grown to a height of ten feet, and instantly knocked it into the air, with a large black smoke behind it, only to fly half the distance. It became a cloud of black smoke, like a meteor, before it hit the ground, it burned into nothingness.

With the three-headed ghost statue covering, the old Turkic man fought for a chance to escape. The huge ghost wings behind his back trembled, and the whole person shot out. After flying for several tens of feet, he stopped with lingering fear and stared in horror. Chi Yuqi and Han Ming not far away.

Han Ming gently raised his hand and shrank the sky-burning furnace in front of him, and put the black flame in it into the storage bag. He flew over with a faint smile on his face, and once again abandoned the old Turkic man with Chi Yu. Surrounded. The Second World Fairy Way