Chapter 250, completely extinguished the halo, pig's horn debut

In the sweet N kung fu of men and women with great differences in age, the fighting power of the Han family around them is almost extinct. The two high-level monks of Hanshanyuan and the Bitter Sword Gate have been surrounded by the two. Gong Xinglie and the idiot have been talked by the two, and the thunder is so tender, but they are waiting. Foreign aid, have to wait, have to listen.

It was not until this time that the two men and women were surrounded by two monks. Gong Xinglie took a step forward and said, "Lord Han Ming, at this time, you have no way back. Hand over the 100-year accumulation of the Han family. Someone in the palace guarantees that you two will be rich and prosperous in your life and free."

He said it with sincerity, only to ensure that Han Ming and the swordsman named Chen Long will be rich and prosperous and leisurely. The implied meaning is to close your skills and be under house arrest until you live and die. But this is already the greatest promise he can make. If he opens his mouth and says that the two of them are safe and free, that kind of words will be absolutely insincere.

Just because Han Ming is the head of the Linghu Han family, the two monks of the Hanshanyuan and the Bitter Sword Gate can't let Han Ming go. If this person is not dead, or is not grasped between the two clans, the signboard of the Linghu Han family will not be defeated. The two monks can't say that they have completed the extermination of the Linghu Han family. The battle.

It's a pity that even if Gong Xinglie has made such a statement, Han Ming still doesn't give any face at all. Since the beginning, one of her jade-like palms has never left the chest and heart of the man in front of her. Her eyes are full of love, firmly binding the eldest disciple in the Red Shadow Seven Swords, You Longjian Ren Chenlong's eyes and Spirit.

"Chenlong." A soft and charming call.

"Hmm!?" Resolute and gentle response.

"Do you know? I have never seen a garbage fool like you who destroys the sect, sacrifices the soul sword with blood, and destroys its own foundation for a little pain.

"What?" Ren Chenlong was inexplicably stunned and almost began to doubt his ears.

"But at least you are a strong swordsman in the nine-level realm of gas refining, although you have been forced to rush up with this spiritual sword. However, it is more or less useful. He smiled softly. Even if he said such cruel words, Han Ming was still enchanting, and his eyes looking at Ren Chenlong were still so gentle and touching.

It's just that Ren Chenlong is no longer in the mood. The confusion in his eyes is gone, as if he suddenly woke up from a nightmare, but his body can't move a little, as if his body no longer belongs to him.

At an angle that the two monks couldn't see, Han Ming snuggled up in Ren Chenlong's broad chest, but she had been stroking her hand on the man's chest, but raised it slightly. There were several red true chains visible to the naked eye, playing ups and downs in her jade hand, directly connecting Ren Chenlong's heart flesh and blood, and even It controls most of the man's true vitality.

"Well, are you finally free from my "Female Fan"? Unfortunately, if you have been addicted to my charm, you may feel better when you die, hehe. With a light smile, Han Ming urged the Zhenyuan chain in his hand, and the real vitality machine around Ren Chenlong began to rise crazily. Let you live happily and die gorgeously, which is also a relationship between us and our husband and wife. My friendship with you.

The monks of Hanshanyuan and the Bitter Sword Gate originally saw the horrible Zhenyuan raised by Ren Chenlong, thinking that he was going to fight with his life. However, after a long time of vigilance, Ren Chenlong's qi machine Zhenyuan has been rising, and even the external body showed the appearance of Zhenyuan fluctuation, slightly The swelling and cracking. Gradually, some sharp-minded monks saw that something was wrong.

"Above, he is probably saving and killing. Don't give him the opportunity to go." An elder of Hanshan drew his sword in the air. While shouting, he flew and stabbed at the same time. The sword formula was clear and clear, and the method was full of a kind of charm of swordsmanship.

It's a pity that the idiot could only be reacted at this time. He blushed his old face and his pupils contracted in panic and shouted, "Get back quickly. That's the self-explosion formula of the Han family's rift." It's just that this kind of self-detonation skill is too rare, and ordinary monks have never heard of such a skill like Han Ming that urges others to self-detonate. When they heard the crazy words clearly and were about to react, Ren Chenlong had rushed out of the bondage full of unwillingness and sadness, and then looked up and roared. The next moment, the blood was like a curtain, and the sky collapsed.

"Rumble..." The Han Family Inheritance Hall completely collapsed and collapsed in a bloody flame. The momentum and terror were not even inferior to the collapse of Tianhu Qingqiu some time ago. In the four fields, all the buildings in the radiation range collapsed one after another, and the smoke clouds rose. If it hadn't been for the fairy magic, it would have been very environmentally friendly. It would not be difficult for a small mushroom cloud to appear in the inheritance hall at this time.

It's just that even in this dangerous environment, there are still masters flying out of that cloud. First of all, what you see is a red gold tripod, scattered with high temperature and smoke. The damaged giant tripod fell heavily into a blue pond. It splashed and smoke. After a long time, a white-haired beauty who was soaked and looked like a blue lake banshee was dripping from the pool. Walking out slowly, the blue water, under her feet, was like a strong ladder, gently taking care of the scattered white hair. The woman gently stepped on the ripples and walked out of the lake.

After arriving at the edge of the pool, Han Ming suddenly sat down on his knees and looked at the maturity and beauty reflected in the lake. The woman smiled sadly and unwillingly. Linghu Han's family, Han Ming, is self-defeated. I have severely damaged the bitter sword gate and the cold mountain courtyard. What can I do? Gritting his teeth, he hated people and hated people, and even the thin red lips were bitten out of the red blood beads.

It's just that no matter how much she hates, the movement of a woman combing her white hair is still gentle and soothing, and there is no rude or indecent meaning at all. This is a woman who loves herself very much. Tianhu Qingqiu is over, but I still have the secret library of Linghu. The Linghu Han family is over, and I still have a hundred years of accumulated human connections. Even the top spiritual weapon, the nine tails of the fox, made me explode, but I still have a beautiful self and this cultivation. Compared with the thorns and thorns when my ancestors had nothing, how heavy my Han Ming's capital accumulation is. I will eventually let the Linghu Han family stand up again.

The continuous applause made Han Ming turn around.