Han Yiming was so anxious that he could not handle himself. He recited the sword control technique in his heart, hoping that Mingyuan's sword could escape from the white dragon's control and return to his side. Unfortunately, no matter how he recited it, Mingyuan's sword had no movement at all. It was just that the golden light on the sword body rolled around on the sword blade, flowing from the sword grid to the tip of the sword, and then flowing back to the sword grid. Han Yiming saw that there were also a bit of inspiration among the black crowd below, and knew that everyone below had plans to fight to the end, and shouted in a hurry: "Go away, go away!"

Bai Long stretched out his hand and grabbed the Mingyuan sword and the Sword of Sword of Sword in his right hand, and grabbed the Tengjiao sword together. He opened his mouth and blew a breath at the three swords. As soon as he spit out his breath, he circled around the three swords like a thin ribbon, and surrounded the three swords in a circle. In a blink of an eye, he tied the three swords together! Han Yiming was shocked to see the three swords sticking together, and looked at Mingxi and Yuanhui. The two of them were also full of shock and anxiousness. The three of them looked at each other, but they were helpless. Han Yiming believed that he had obtained the Nianyu Sword Technique and they also got it. But his sword did not listen to his summons at all, which was really helpless!

The white dragon laughed and was very proud. When he got up the spirit sword, he saw that there was a light of spiritual light flowing on the sword. The Mingyuan sword was faint gold, and the Rhinoceros sword was extremely dark gold, like red gold! The spiritual light on the Tengjiao sword was bright red, and the luster of the three spirit swords did not disturb each other, but it was extremely bright. The bunch of spiritual power spit out by the white dragon was also mixed in it. When these spiritual lights were shining, it looked as thin as fog, but it did not disperse at all. A white air was like a rainbow, flowing from beginning to end, and then from end to beginning on the sword!

Han Yiming was frightened and could no longer bear it. He shouted loudly, "Master, Uncle Master, go quickly!" He said this, and the white dragon laughed loudly, and waved his hands, and a stream of light flew, and the drifting light of the spirit had already slashed from top to bottom! When the white dragon waved his right hand, the three spiritual swords' spiritual lights were all over the place, making everyone's eyes dazzled.

The two were already in their own formations below to fight against the Bailong. However, he forced three spiritual swords to join together and chopped them down. Not to mention the roaring sounds made from the sword's edge, the colorful spiritual light alone was enough to cleanse all this! It could not resist, and there was no way to resist. Where could they form their own formations? They had already flew away.

The bits and pieces of the rhinoceros sword that can be sprinkled are more difficult to guard against than the sword lights of the other two swords. Do whatever you want and sprinkle them at will, and no one dares not to dodge them. The masters below are all knowledgeable people, but they have never seen anyone tie up the three spirit swords and turn them into one. They have already called their disciples and dodge flexibly. Not to mention being wiped by the sword lights of these three spirit swords, they are afraid that they will be blown by the sword wind of these three spirit swords, and they will no longer have the opportunity to practice and enlighten the truth. If it comes to parrying, they are afraid that everyone can't resist it even if they work together.

For a moment, there was a mess below. Everyone stared at the spiritual sword in Bailong's hand, but they looked nervous and alert, and were always ready to dodge. Han Yiming, Mingxi and Yuanhui could only watch, anxious, but they could do nothing!

Bailong glanced at the three of them, and suddenly let go. The three spiritual swords fell down quickly with a fascinating luster. Everyone below saw that the situation was not good, and they dispersed like a tide. Three spiritual swords were inserted into the soil. The spiritual light of the three spiritual swords was like a blazing flame, overflowing! For a moment, everyone flew high on the sword. However, there were still more than a dozen disciples who were slow and slow to react. The disciples who were pounced on by the spiritual light were all shrouded in the light of the spirit!

Han Yiming, clear and Yuan Hui were stunned. The three spiritual swords belonged to the three of them. Although they knew that the spiritual sword was powerful, they did not expect that the spiritual swords that were forced to be twisted together like Bailong were so powerful that they killed people invisibly. They all looked at each other, and the spiritual light rose upwards and rolled upwards, turning several disciples who were not flying high into a burst of blue smoke.

It was clear that those people turned into a wisp of blue smoke when the spiritual light was touched! Even their swords turned into dust under the sweeping of this spiritual light, and the blue, black, and the five colors were sprinkled downwards! Han Yiming's soul flew out of the sky and couldn't help but shout at the white dragon: "No! Don't!" But those disciples turned into nothing, and even a few wisps of blue smoke disappeared after a while, so they could no longer see!

He still hung above and saw clearly, and the people below saw it even more clearly. They were more cautious and alert and flew upwards. But they could not fly too high to approach the White Dragon, and face the White Dragon directly, and no one wanted to. However, they could not fly too low, and were turned into nothing by three spiritual swords! The White Dragon did this, and all the disciples of each sect suffered losses. For a moment, the sword light flowed and greeted the White Dragon one after another.

Bailong laughed: "Can't you stand it like this? It's really vulnerable. I can only use three or four percent of the spiritual energy in this spiritual sword! These three or four percent are enough to cleanse you ants!" With a finger, with a "swish", the spiritual sword rose up from the ground and flew back to his hand. Bailong looked at the people who could not go up or down, and waved the spiritual sword. At this time, his spiritual sword moved casually, and the spiritual light rushed forward like a dragon, moving as he moved his heart. Everyone below dodged everywhere and dodged!

The three people above were frightened. How could Han Yiming have no time to look at others? His eyes were only looking at the plain clothes, and he was shocked and anxious, anxious, relieved, and frowned again, shouting loudly! Compared with his fellow disciples below, he was even more nervous! Everyone below rushed to escape, preventing the light of the spirit sword from spreading to his side, and the heads were surging and in a mess. But the white dragon was above, with a chic and outstanding attitude!

Bailong laughed, but Han Yiming was so anxious that he was incoherent that he begged: "Stop, stop! Go, go! Go away!" Bailong turned around, and there was a hint of ruthlessness, a hint of pleasure and a hint of pain on his handsome face. He glanced at Han Yiming, and the sword in his hand suddenly surged. Bailong waved his hand and slashed into the crowd!
Chapter completed!