He stared at Bailong's hand with his eyes, and couldn't stop thinking about it. With a sudden "brush", Mingyuan's sword popped out of its sheath and flew into his right hand. Han Yiming was happy and held it hard, but he felt that something was hard in his left hand! He looked down and saw that the left hand was empty! There was an object in his hand, which was cold and hard, as if it was the hilt of Mingyuan's sword. He was stunned for a moment, and his left hand couldn't help but hold it again. Sure enough, there was something in his hand, but he couldn't see it!

Yuanhui reached out to grab the air, and his arm froze in the air. The sword lights of the people below kept pounced upwards. Although the momentum was huge, Bailong seemed to be completely unwilling to care. His hand was floating alone in the air, holding the hilt of the Tengjiao Sword. Han Yiming suddenly found that his left hand was slowly turning pink. He was shocked and looked at Bailong's hand. There was a slight contradiction for a moment, but his hand was holding it hard and pulling it to himself.

The Tengjiao sword suddenly turned into a red light, took out from the white dragon's hand, and flew towards him, and it floated in front of him in a blink of an eye. Han Yiming grabbed the hilt with his left hand and held it tightly. The master was right, the Tengjiao sword really recognized him, and it was really unexpected! He saw that his hand was red, like the white dragon's hand, just holding the Tengjiao sword and not being taken away by the white dragon, but unexpectedly he took it in front of him as soon as he picked it up. He raised his eyes and saw that the white dragon was already standing in front of him!

He came so fast, as if he had been standing opposite Han Yiming, and just reached out to grab the Tengjiao Sword with one hand. Bailong's face was cold, his eyes flashed with cold light, and he stretched out his hand and said, "Give it to me!" Han Yiming couldn't speak, and he was blocked by thousands of words. Bailong's eyes ignited anger and reached out to grab it. Han Yiming didn't either, holding the hilt tightly and shook his head. Seeing that Bailong's hand was about to grab the sword, Han Yiming suddenly glanced at the uncle who had stopped everyone in front of him and winked down. He retreated with his left hand first and then waved his palm forward, spreading his palm, and threw the Tengjiao Sword down!

This time, the White Dragon was beyond the expectation of the White Dragon. The Tengjiao sword turned into a red light, and was grabbed by Yuan Hui in the blink of an eye. The result was failed. The White Dragon was furious and roared to the sky. His roar was like thunder, but it was long and long, which made everyone in the field tilt. Han Yiming also felt dim and his mind was in chaos, but his fingers were holding the Mingyuan sword tightly. His heart also fell. If he wanted to steal the Mingyuan sword, he would kill himself first! How could he watch his fellow teachers die under the Mingyuan sword one by one, all because of his negligence!

In the dizziness, a white light flashed downward and rushed towards Yuanhui. Although Han Yiming was dizzy, he saw that the dragon claws were forward in this white light. The white dragon poked out his front claws, and he had to get the Tengjiao Sword. How could Yuanhui block it! The white light rushed to Yuanhui in a blink of an eye and grabbed Yuanhui, but he was about to grab him and the sword and people in his hand!

Everyone here was prepared for a long time. Bailong had already pounced down and there were countless sword lights hitting him. However, he didn't care at all as usual, and could not tell whether he was injured by the sword light. The momentum of his pounce on him was extremely determined. Yuanhui's sword shone red light and rushed straight towards the dragon's claws. Bailong ignored it and let the sword light pounce on him. Han Yiming couldn't help but look at it and turned his head away. Suddenly, a gray shadow flashed, and Yuanhui's supreme

There was one more person in Kong, and the sword in his hand turned into a snow-white dazzling light and stabbed into Bailong's eyes! The white dragon came quickly, and his sword also went quickly. In a moment, his long sword had already stabbed into Bailong's eyes. The white dragon roared, and the long sword was shattered into pieces in his eyes and flew everywhere! The white dragon's dragon's dragon's dragon claws were also inserted into the man's chest! It was deeply inserted! The white dragon's eyes did not even blink! There was no damage at all!

Han Yiming shouted loudly, but he couldn't scream. He saw blood slowly flowing down from the gray robe and under the dragon's claws! Yuan Hui was also staying aside, but the continuous attacks of the people next to him were still the same. The white dragon twisted his body and a snow-white body appeared. He showed the dragon's body! The long tail swung, wrapped the strong wind, and wherever the long tail went, sweeping down all the people who could not dodge in various sects!

The white dragon dragon claws were closed, and its body was arched. Countless wind and snow flew out in its eyes, and it opened its mouth. Although Han Yiming didn't know what he was going to do, he knew it was not good. He was going to kill! The Mingyuan sword in his hand tightened and was about to pounce on him, suddenly he felt a light spot flashing in the distance! He couldn't help but shout: "The Qinglong is here! You..."

He shouted, and saw Bailong turn his body and look into the distance, swing his body, jumping up quickly! His body bowed, and had already passed Han Yiming and headed towards the other side, as fast as lightning. Before Han Yiming could breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly saw a huge five-toed toes appear in the sky, black in color and thick joints, like five huge mountains, dividing the sky, and the golden sharp armor shone brightly, and he grabbed it suddenly!

The sky was as if it was scratched by fingernails, and the sound of thunder exploded! Han Yiming felt that the thunder exploded above his head, making his head numb, and his body fell from the air involuntarily. Fortunately, he didn't fly high and didn't care about the pain of his hands and feet. His eyes were tightly watching the snow-white little far away. The snow-white little bit was like an arrow from a string, and it went very fast, and suddenly disappeared. I wonder if he had escaped from the giant claw? His heart couldn't help but sink! Suddenly, he saw two golden lights, a little white light shining over his head, and headed towards that place, and he was even more worried.

Qinglong had not appeared, and disappeared in a flash. Han Yiming was stunned for a while before he heard the crying sounds around him, looking around. Dozens of people were already falling, and the rest were busy supporting him, lifting him. Han Yiming remained motionless, not knowing where to go. He looked around and walked forward a few steps in a daze, and a fragrance came to his nose.

This fragrance has never smelled before. It is not like the powdery smell of flowers and plants, nor is it as strong and rich as musk, but it is so fragrant that I feel a little sad and a little chaotic. I lowered my head and walked, and suddenly saw a few white spots in the grass on the ground. I couldn't help but squat down slowly, gently pushing the grass away, slowly stretching out my hand and dipping it a little. Before I could even put it close to my nose, the fragrance had already plunged into my mind. For a moment, my heart was cut, squatting on the ground, gritting my teeth, and tears rolled down my face-
Chapter completed!