Suddenly, a few black shadows leaped up in front of him. Huang Jingxuan pointed his finger in front of him, and the tip of the sword sword of the Bing Feng Sword emitted a golden rainbow light. The golden rainbow light could not shine, but it turned around and stretched it at will, cutting the bouncing hammer into two sections.

Suddenly, Zhao Haoyang rushed forward and said, "Senior Brother, you can keep your energy and keep your strength. All of them are left to me and all of you!" Han Yiming suddenly caught a glimpse of a few black shadows bounced up, and his right hand pulled the eight-character formula of Ruying Chasing Wind Sword in his heart. He pointed his right hand in front of his hand and shook the Mingyuan Sword under his feet, and golden lights overflowed, slashing at the hammer that was pounced on. Several were cut off in a blink of an eye. In a hurry, he was focused and Ruying Chasing Wind Sword was even more handy.

Everyone flew low, and more and more mallets bounced on the ground, and the people of Lingshan took action one after another. In a moment, they could not kill two or three hundred mallets. Han Yiming did not always lead the Mingyuan sword to kill the mallet, but deliberately led the Mingyuan sword to fly around. Suddenly, he saw a little golden light far ahead, and his heart trembled. It was a little golden light bursting from the fingertips of the second master. Han Yiming was secretly alert, but saw Huang Jingxuan suddenly flying up and flying into the high dark sky!

Han Yiming was stunned, stopped his hand, looked up, and saw Huang Jingxuan flying very high, and his body emitted a faint yellow light. Although it was not very dazzling in the dark, it could not be hidden. Han Yiming knew that the second master was flying up to find the hammer that had been cultivated for eight hundred years, but did the second master set the position of the hammer? Why did he still fly so high to find it? Suddenly there was a little silver light in another direction. Is that the hammer with great spiritual power located? His heart tightened, and he rushed forward and advanced with Zhao Haoyang. Zhao Haoyang said, "Yiming, why did you run up and retreat to the back!"

Han Yiming asked, "Uncle Master, is the little bit of spiritual light in front of us where we are going?" Zhao Haoyang turned around, and the blue water sword in his hand kept gushing out light blue light, cutting the hammer beside him into two pieces. He looked at Han Yiming and said, "That is the place where your second uncle wants us to go." Han Yiming was stunned again. The second uncle wanted them to go to that place, and where did he go? Suddenly, a light flashed in his mind. The second uncle went to the place where the hammer appeared in the Wuxiang Treasure Mirror was. Huang Jingxuan led them to one direction, but he went to the place where the hammer bell was!

Han Yiming looked around and removed the vast black fog, without Huang Jingxuan's figure. The sword of the imperial envoy flew high and looked around. He saw two groups of figures flying towards a little golden light in front of him. The black fog was thick, but it could not cover the little flashing golden light.

Suddenly a figure flew up and flew close to him. He was wearing plain clothes. It was Sima Lingyi. Sima Lingyi said: "Little junior brother, what are you doing here? Didn't the fifth uncle ask you to follow him?" Han Yiming said: "Senior brother, second uncle, second uncle..." He wanted to say that he heard what the second uncle said, but he held back.

Suddenly, several cold lights flashed in the dark sky, and Han Yiming immediately looked at several cold lights. After the cold lights flashed, there was dark darkness in front of him. Han Yiming was shocked. These cold lights did not look like the sword light of the Sword of the Sword. Han Yiming did not know the sword at first, but Gu Qingquan was quite knowledgeable about weapons. After listening to his guidance, he could also know one or two about the sword. If he did not listen to Gu Qingquan's instructions, he could not tell the difference between these swords. But after listening, he understood that the Sword of the Sword is the most powerful sword in the world, and it was smelted with the god iron from heaven, with a golden red color. The sword light also carried a golden rainbow light. But just now, these cold lights were white and green. Han Yiming suddenly had a few long teeth seen in the mouth of the Bangmao Spirit Worm, and it flashed with this luster, and couldn't help but become nervous!

Sima Lingyi also saw several cold lights flashing by. His practice had achieved success and knew something was different. He said, "Junior brother, go ahead quickly!" Han Yiming and the four long fangs of the spirit insect were cold in his heart, and he just looked at that direction.

Suddenly a silver light lit up in front of the distance, and Han Yiming said, "The Second Master is there!" Sima Lingyi said, "I'll help you, you go to the fifth Master Uncle first!" Suddenly, a figure flew up, but it was Zhao Haoyang. He had a cold face and said, "What are you doing here?! Go down quickly! Wait for the opportunity to break out of the worm mirage!" Han Yiming was about to speak, but several people flew up again. In front were disciples of Lingshan, behind were Taoist Pingbo and his disciples.

As soon as the disciples of Lingshan flew up, they lined up on both sides. Taoist Pingbo led his disciples up and said, "Brother Haoyang, why are you all flying up?" Zhao Haoyang said, "Brother Pingbo, let's go down now and wait for an opportunity to rush out of the insect mirage!" Taoist Pingbo looked around and said, "Where is Taoist Jingxuan? Why is he no longer here?"

Before Zhao Haoyang could speak, a fishy smell spread out, and the middle-aged man was about to vomit. Everyone raised their hands to cover their mouths and noses, and they could not speak. A figure in plain clothes appeared from afar, holding a long sword in his hand, like a white light, quickly crossing the sky. It was Huang Jingxuan. He either went up or down, straight or bent, and the sword body of the sword sword in his hand emitted a golden red light, and one sword light after another came out of the sword body, like fire light splashing everywhere, and like golden waves surging. Wherever his middle finger pointed to, the sword light flew toward.

No one had seen a spirit insect, but they knew that he was fighting with something that had attained enlightenment, but they didn't know what it was. Only Han Yiming knew that the spirit insect was also a huge hammer, and his heart came to his throat and looked around. The Taoist Pingbo was the most clever one. When he saw this formation, he had already led his disciples to the people of Lingshan.

Huang Jingxuan held the Fengjian Sword in his right hand, and suddenly stopped in the air, turned around and looked behind him. In the face of the thick black fog, he bounced several times in his left hand, and a few faint golden lights flew out of his fingertips. Each point floated six feet away from him, totaling eight points. The Fengjian Sword in Huang Jingxuan's hand was getting brighter and brighter. He retracted his chest with his left hand, closed his eyes and lowered his head for a moment, and suddenly pointed his left hand forward, and sword lights on the Fengjian Sword rushed out one after another, bright and dazzling, like a ball of
Chapter completed!