The Second Immortal Road

　　 The cyan figure suddenly appeared beside the glamorous woman, shocking everyone present except the woman who fell to the ground. How could this person suddenly appear!

However, these people are all matters of the world, and they didn’t have much panic in the face of sudden situations. Several of them swung their swords to slash at the woman's burly big Han. The sword suddenly changed and moved towards the newly-appearing green. The robe man swept over!

　　 "Death!" The man in Qingpao glanced at the several long swords that swept over and the glamorous woman who had already broken one arm, and a coldness flashed in his eyes.

The green-robed man snorted coldly, waved his sleeves, and a silver light flashed by. The long swords that had been cut straight were all split from the middle, and the upper body of the black-robed man who had swung the sword was all flying horizontally. After going out, blood splashed several feet away.

　　 "Why is Miss Feng here?" Han Ming didn't even look at the black-robed people on the spot, but frowned and looked at the beautiful people lying on the ground.

　　 The beautiful woman did not answer Han Ming, but looked at the white-robed youth lying on the ground with blurred eyes. Tears the size of a bean continued to flow out, slid across her cheeks, and fell on the dust.

　　 This beautiful woman did not respond to Han Ming, but Han Ming was not angry at all, but after a slight sigh, he turned to look at the people in black robes around him, looking at them with some coldness in his eyes.

　　 Han Ming's random strike was very effective. It instantly suppressed all the black-robed people here, making them subconsciously step back more than ten steps, just surrounded the three of Han Ming and didn't dare to move forward at will!

"Who are you who dare to obstruct the dark spirit door from doing things, are you not afraid of being chased by the entire martial arts! What is your relationship with the remnants of the Feng family? Is it the remnant party of the Feng family?" A small boss in the black robe said He asked, the threatening tone in his tone undisguised.

　　 "It's the person of the Dark Spirit Gate again, it's really entangled!" Han Ming glanced at these people around him, and there was a little coldness in his eyes.

"Who is your excellency, protect the Dark Bone at the Dark Spirit Gate, here is the order of the sect master to capture the remnants of the Feng family, I hope you will not interfere, just leave here, as for the few Dark Spirit Guards that you just killed, you can use them as Manslaughter will not be held accountable in the future." The blood-robed man standing on the hillside in the distance was also taken aback by Han Ming's shot.

　　 "Looking down, you have extraordinary skills and martial arts are hard to come by, so don't let yourself be mistaken." The blood-robed man shouted again in a deep voice.

"Dark Spirit Gate Guardian? It seems to have killed one before. If I remember correctly, the name should be Dark Blood. The clothes I wear are very similar to you, and looks similar to you. I don't know if you know him or not!" Han Ming said with a smile but not a smile.

　　 Although Han Ming didn't speak loudly, he was full of breath and spread far and wide, so that the blood-robed man could hear every word very clearly.

　　 "What, you killed my fifth brother!" After hearing what Han Ming said, the blood-robed man suddenly opened his eyes wide, revealing an extremely furious look.

"Well, it's not in vain that I have been pursuing for so many years, and finally let me find you the culprit, you don't want to leave today, no matter how high martial arts you have, don't want to leave alive!" With a sigh of relief, the eyes that looked at Han Ming were full of murderous intent.

　　 "Take him, catch him alive, I want him to die." The blood-robed man viciously ordered the thirty black robes surrounding Han Ming.

　　 While the man in the blood-robed robe spoke, his fists squeezed sharply, and his arms immediately swelled in a circle, changing from bronze to **** red, and directly exploded the clothes on his arms.

　　 The blood-robed man raised his violent arms, copied the steel arched bow on the side, bent his left foot into a lunge, and kicked his right leg behind him, and then he whispered: "Open."

　　 "Squeak, squeak" the bow creaked, and the hard bow was pulled into a full moon shape.

　　 "Go." The blood-robed man suddenly loosened the bowstring, and the long arrow on the bow suddenly disappeared. Laser shot out at this incredible speed.

After releasing the arrow, Dark Bone suddenly gained more confidence. His steel embryo bow was made of profound iron and ten thousand dead wood. The arrow shot out was not worse than that of the big siege arrow, not to mention the human body, it was half. The width of the tree can be penetrated. He just pulled half full just now, that is, he shot Gu Xuan's sword, exploded Gu Xuan's heart, and also shot Feng Jingyi's arm, and plunged deeply into the rock wall.

The blood-robed man clearly knew the strength of his fifth brother, but he was killed by the young man in front of him. This proved that this young man's martial arts must be extraordinary, and may not even be under him. Therefore, his shot was a lore. The bow is drawn to the full moon state, and it is bound to abolish this young man in one blow!

　　 Looking at the black-robed men who slashed over with the knife, and the steel arrow that shot over, Han Ming didn't have much expression on his face, only a trace of sarcasm flashed in his eyes.

"Have you been looking for me for many years? It's interesting. Are you going to hunt for death?" Han Ming didn't care about the black-robed people around him, but he raised his right hand in a hurry, and hit the half-foot-long steel arrow that was shot over. Past.

　　 "Looking for death!" Dark bone saw that the young man in front of him turned out to be big, and he directly grabbed his steel arrow with his hands. He was suddenly surprised. This young man didn't know the terrible power contained in that steel arrow.

Not to mention the first-class masters in the arena, those who have already entered the world of martial arts~www.wuxiaspot.com~ dare not to directly use their hands, but the young man in front of him stretched out his hand to catch, how could it not be death? !

　　 "Hey." Han Ming sneered, and a small fireball suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand that was about to touch the steel arrow, and greeted him straight up.

"Wow." Fang Yi touched the small fireball in the palm of Han Ming's palm. The swift steel arrow was melted into crimson steel juice in an instant, splashing on the surrounding grass, making a sound of "pop". , There was a lot of green smoke.

　　 melted the steel arrow, Han Ming waved his sleeve robe, three red needles circled around him for a while and then shot out, the speed is many times faster than the steel arrow shot by the blood-robed man!

After a breath of effort, Han Ming waved his hand and retracted the three red shadow needles. He no longer cared about the black-robed people around him, but sneered at the blood-robed people in the distance.

　　 At this time, a hole the size of a pinhole appeared in the center of the black robe people's eyebrows, slowly blowing smoke.

　　 "Boom, boom, boom..." The next moment these people in black robes all fell to the ground, and died in anger before they could hum.

It took Han Ming a moment of effort, but he killed more than 30 people in black robes around him instantly. This really shocked the blood-robed people in the distance with their jaws, and what horrified him was how the young man could do it. Release a fireball and melt his steel arrow into juice so easily, how high the temperature in the fireball can be to achieve such an effect!

"Go." Seeing that his subordinates were instantly killed, and his strongest archery was broken, he knew that he was definitely not the opponent of the youth in the distance, and immediately turned his head and ran away towards the distance. !

　　 "Hmm, I want to go now, don't you think it's a bit late." Han Ming looked at the blood-robed man who was running away, but smiled coldly, without showing too much expression.