Just as Han Ming was about to fall to the ground, the nameless mantra in his body actually started to work on its own. Then a coolness came into Han Ming's mind, and he woke up immediately.

Han Ming suddenly opened his eyes, but he saw the ground approaching him. He was immediately shocked. If he bumped into it, his brain would be splashing everywhere.

Han Ming was shocked for a moment, and he regained his calmness in an instant. He pulled his hand with one hand and pulled out the sword tied to his waist, then suddenly waved it to the ground, and a dazzling spark splashed out instantly. Han Ming turned around in a mess in the air with the help of the buffering power of the sword, and then staggered onto the ground with one foot.

After landing dangerously, Han Ming did not stop, but moved his foot, then jumped away from the place, and ran straight towards Zhu Yiwen.

He stood up straight two or three feet away from Zhu Yiwen, and then stood there motionlessly holding his sword, looking coldly at everything around him, his face full of seriousness.

Han Ming seemed calm now, but in fact he was full of surprise. He was clearly hiding in the darkness on the top of the cave, without revealing any flaws. Even the poisonous miasma released was colorless and tasteless.

He asked himself that even the top masters in the world would not notice anything, so why was he hit? And he would hear the woman's giggle! If it weren't for the nameless oral punishment, he would have fallen to the ground.

Suddenly, Han Ming's mind felt swelling and his soul was shocked, but this time Han Ming did not fall into a coma because his body was constantly running Wuming's oral phlegm. When he was about to fall into a coma, a cold surged into his mind, allowing him to stay awake at all times.

He breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the nameless oral trance could help him not be fainted like these black guards, giving him a chance to use hidden means. If he fainted and was killed and he would not even have time to resist, it would be unfair.

Han Ming didn't dare to make any moves, but just stood there and waited.

The whole space was extremely quiet, without any sound, as if Han Ming had just encountered an illusion.

After waiting for another half a minute, the cave was still silent and there was no change. Han Ming thought about it and then kicked it. He grabbed an extinguished torch beside him. He waved his sword and stroked the ground, splashing a spark to ignite the torch, and illuminating an area.

Han Ming reached out and dripped a drop of liquid, then put the torch on the liquid, and the torch was firmly stuck to the ground.

Han Ming kicked again, and another torch was taken into his hand. After igniting it, it stuck to the ground. In this way, the torches were ignited, and the underground space became brighter and brighter.

It took not long, and more than one hundred torches were ignited by Han Ming and inserted into different places, illuminating most of the space.

It’s not that Han Ming didn’t want to carry Zhu Yiwen away, but now things have turned around, and the other party’s tricks seem to be useless to him!

These black guards didn't say that they gave up just because they gave up. I don't know how many black guards died in this battle between the two countries. If more than 100 black guards died here, the black guards of the Zhu family would probably be greatly damaged, which would be extremely unfavorable to Zhu Yiwen's future reign.

The most important thing is whether he can go out with Zhu Yiwen on his shoulder. If he is carrying Zhu Yiwen on his shoulder and his body is restricted and the enemy hidden in the dark suddenly comes to him, he will be in a hurry.

Han Ming lit a torch of more than 100, looked around, and after confirming that there were no foreign objects within thirty or forty feet, he slowly retreated, and then squatted beside a black guard and checked.

He found that these black guards had no wounds or were poisoned, but they didn't know why they fainted in groups.

Han Ming checked several black guards again and found that their symptoms were the same, there were no wounds, but he just fainted, but this was not simply a coma. He used several stimulation methods but did not awaken them.

Han Ming glanced at Zhu Yiwen and immediately moved away. It seemed that Zhu Yiwen's situation was the same as these black guards.

When Han Ming was hesitating whether to check Zhu Yiwen, he raised his head suddenly and stood up instantly. He grabbed the sword in his hand tightly with one hand, looking forward without blinking, with a very serious expression.

"Dadadada." A sound came from the darkness. The sound was very clear in the darkness. It seemed that something was walking around, and it was constantly walking towards Han Ming.

Han Ming knew that it was probably the main person who was here, so he mobilized all his attention and tightly locked the direction of the footsteps. With one hand, he made a defensive posture, and then stopped moving and stared at the front.

There were more than a hundred torches around Han Ming, which were illuminated within a range of forty or fifty feet, so he was not afraid of any sneak attacks.

The torch at the edge shook, and a tower-like figure slowly appeared in Han Ming's sight, and then walked towards Han Ming step by step.

This figure was extremely tall, four or five heads taller than Han Ming. His whole body was covered with heavy iron armor and a tall helmet. The helmet was covered with iron masks. Han Ming couldn't see his face clearly.

The iron-armored man held a heavy shield half a meter tall in his left hand and a big sword that was ten feet long in his right hand. He was very imposing, as if he thought he was a general who was in charge of all troops.

The iron-armored man suddenly let out a beast-like roar, and then rushed towards Han Ming in a hurry. He caused a strong wind and made the torches along the way fall.

Every time the Iron Armored Man landed, he would cause a tremor on the ground. He stepped on a corpse of a spy along the way and directly stepped on the spy into two pieces.

Han Ming's pupils shrank. He had checked the corpses of the spies before. It was found that the spy's blood had been sucked dry and turned into mummies, so it was a little unsolid, but he didn't expect that the iron-armored man would step into two pieces.

Han Ming watched the iron armored man rush towards him, and he rushed to the side without thinking and left the place where the black guards were lying down. If the iron armored man was trampled on, the black guards would probably have many casualties and injuries...

Although the iron armored man was tall and covered with heavy armor, his degree was extremely rapid. He breathed a few breaths from thirty or forty feet. When he was about six or seven feet away from Han Ming, the iron armored man turned around and threw the hundreds of pounds of heavy shield in his hand as a hidden weapon.

The heavy shield came extremely fast, and it hit Han Ming's eyes in just one breath. I am afraid that it would smash Han Ming into meat sauce in the next moment.

Han Ming's expression did not change at all. As soon as he leaned over, he let the Chongshi fly over an inch above his face.

After dodging the heavy shield, Han Ming did not stay in place. He kicked under his feet, turned over and then kicked the heavy shield, and rushed forward with the momentum. The heavy shield flew out faster, and then hit the ground hard, making a deafening sound.

At this time, Han Ming kicked the heavy shield hard, borrowed a powerful force like a bow and arrow that took off the string, and flew straight towards the iron-armored man.

After throwing out the heavy shield, the iron-armored man kicked his feet suddenly, and waved his sword to rush towards Han Ming faster, slashing down with force and trying to slash Han Ming into two petals.

The Iron Armored Man and Han Ming approached quickly, and then passed by, but there was no loud noise after the two collided, and only a few sparks splashed.

Han Ming pointed his toes to the ground, turned around and removed the force of rushing forward. He frowned tightly. In the past one confrontation, he slashed out six swords.

The first two swords were chopped on the iron armor, the two swords in the middle were stabbed on the surface armor, and the last two swords were chopped on the neck at the joints of the helmet and armor, but there was no effect on one sword, and it could not be stabbed in every time. Even if it was chopped on the neck, it would have no effect. The iron armored man really seemed to be cast by iron.

The iron-armored man turned around and roared, then waved his sword and rushed towards Han Ming. He knocked down many torches along the way. His posture was not like a person, but a human-shaped chariot.

Seeing this, Han Ming's expression did not change, so he went straight to meet him, and then fought with the Iron Armored Man. Han Ming's steps were very strange. He completely practiced the Mysterious Step to a small success. What's more important is that he is keen in five senses and can avoid the Iron Armored Man with one move.

Han Ming was very depressed now. At least a dozen poisons were put on him around him, but now the Iron Armored Man showed no sign of poison. The Iron Armored Man seemed to be invincible with all poisons and was the nemesis of the poison.

Han Ming became more and more frightened as he fought. He hit at least more than 30 swords of the Iron Armored Man, but most of them were blocked by the heavy iron armor. Even if Han Ming and Han Ming barely broke through the iron armor, they still couldn't cut it in. It seemed that the Iron Armored Man was wearing a set of inner armor inside.

Han Ming has been paying attention to maintaining his physical strength, so he did not consume much true energy, but looking at the iron-armored man opposite, he looks fierce, without any fatigue, and he is getting stronger and stronger as he hits. His face becomes a little darker. If this continues, he will definitely be exhausted.

Han Ming's eyes narrowed, and he retreated, slowly retreating towards the corpses of the spies sitting cross-legged on the ground. When the closest spies to him were five or six feet away, Han Ming no longer had a fight, so he turned around and ran away.

The iron-armored man naturally would not give up Han Ming easily. He stepped on the ground and rushed towards Han Ming directly, and at the same time, a big knife in his hand slashed down.

Han Ming didn't even look at the big knife that was slashing over. He slid and rushed out against the ground, easily avoiding the big knife that was slashed down. Then Han Ming slapped the ground with one hand, and he turned over, then jumped and stepped on the head of the spy sitting cross-legged on the ground.

Han Ming's kick was extremely hard and he flew into the air two feet high.

At this time, the iron-armored man's big sword also cut down like a shadow, and it was very likely to cut Han Ming down from the air.

Han Ming was not surprised to see the sword slashing over. Instead, he smiled coldly. He twisted his body directly and flipped over the sword in an extremely strange posture. Then he gently pointed it to the tip of the knife with one foot, and he flew upwards with a sudden rotation.

After Han Ming soared into the air, he turned around and threw the sword in his hand out as a hidden weapon. The sword exuded all the strength of Han Ming's body, and the sword seemed to fly rapidly towards the iron armored man like a snow-white light.

"Take the sword off!" Han Ming shouted in his heart.

Before the Iron Armored Man could react, the sword penetrated straight through the gap between his helmet and his heavy armor. Han Ming was very confident in the sword. He believed that this sword could directly destroy the bones in the Iron Armored Man's throat.

This sword did not disappoint Han Ming. The sword that came out of his hand was directly inserted into the iron armored man's neck three inches long.

Han Ming did not fall down after throwing out the sword, but lay on the top of the cave again. After all, if it fell down just now, it would become a living target. If the iron-armored man had an angry blow before his death, he would seriously injure him.

Han Ming quickly moved on the top of the cave, and left the iron-armored man. After relaxing his hands, he fell off the top of the cave. He turned his body and landed steadily. Then he looked at the back of the iron-armored man with a sneer.

This iron-armored man is invulnerable, has great power, and is proficient in some martial arts skills. If he is a martial arts master, he will probably not be able to support him for long, but he meets Han Ming. Han Ming is a very ordinary person and has mastered the steps of his path. This iron-armored man can't even touch the corner of his clothes.

The tall figure of the iron-armored man knelt down on the ground with his head lowered, and his hands slowly drooped aside, looking dead.

Han Ming was delighted, but he didn't go there immediately. He waited on the spot for about a quarter of an hour, and felt that the iron armored man was so dead that he slowly approached the iron armored man's body.

Han Mingxun kicked the iron-armored man to the ground with one kick, then jumped away and stood three feet away from the iron-armored man, quietly watching the iron-armored man's reaction, leaving the iron-armored man motionless.
Chapter completed!