Someone heard someone shouting, "The white dragon's spiritual light is about to disperse! Don't rob, come one by one! Everyone has something to gain!" Han Yiming was extremely angry when he heard this, and tears couldn't stop flowing down. He held the hilt of the sword in his hand and couldn't help but curse! But just now, he heard everyone around him exclaiming, and quickly looked down. The white dragon, who was already lying on the ground and had an unrecognizable face, actually flew upwards!

Han Yiming was also quick and immediately closed his mouth. He bounced his fingers on the hilt of the sword. The Mingyuan sword had already taken him away with a "swish" sound! He was also considered to be fast, and just now, the white dragon had already flew past him! He was barely passing by him! If he was a little slower, he would be knocked together! He would definitely be crushed by the white dragon!

Before he could stop, a huge shadow had passed by in the sky above his head! Han Yiming looked up. Under the sunlight, in the sky, the white dragon's body twitched, bringing a wave of shadows passing by below! The white dragon churned in the air, and his huge body was undulating in the air, and bits of white blood were spilling down! In an instant, Han Yiming looked up, and tears kept slid down his cheeks, feeling that Bai Long was unwilling to die like this! Even if he was about to die, he was unwilling to be like this!

Suddenly, someone shouted again: "Be careful!" Bai Long's body was fixed in the air, and in the blink of an eye, it fell down. The people who had already quieted down below looked up and began to dodge! Although Han Yiming was sad, he was not seeking death and did not dare to stop. He controlled the Mingyuan sword, looked at the falling body above his head, and dodged everywhere!

The huge white dragon's head drooped down, and on the head, there were two heart-warming holes. One dragon whisker was gone, and the other dragon whisker was only a short section! Little by little white blood fell faster than his head, and it rushed to the ground first. Everyone spread around and flew upwards. With a "boom", the white dragon's head first hit the ground, and a burst of choking smoke and dust rose! Then his body also jumped down flat, with a long one, and his originally curled body slowly stretched out! Han Yiming knew that the white dragon was going to die! It was really dead!

Although people feel more about death! But seeing a spiritual creature that could have been immortal and died like this, he was shocked! For a moment, he had no choice but to remove the sadness and shock and shock. He could not help but feel nothing! He watched the once shiny and slender body smashed hard on the ground, filled with smoke and dust, and could not help but close his eyes!

Suddenly someone patted his shoulder. Han Yiming quickly turned his head away, blinked hard, and wiped his sleeves on his face. Then he turned his head. Sima Lingyi came to his side at some time, and there were several senior brothers who were silently standing aside, looking very unbearable. Sima Lingyi said, "Little Junior Brother, you..." Before he could finish his sentence, a sound of gasping and screaming suddenly came from all around him!

Before Han Yiming could bow his head, a black shadow had already passed over his head! Before he could react, a broken dragon tail had already swept across his head and swept across. There were countless disciples of various sects standing up and down here. Several senior brothers from other sects who were flying slightly higher above Han Yiming were all knocked down by the huge dragon tail, and then fell down! This sudden change. Is the white dragon, who was no longer moving, alive again? Or is he not dead at all? Han Yiming blinked, looked at the eldest brother in a daze, and then looked at the dragon tail that had hit the head! The scalp on his head was numb, and he was stunned, just staring blankly! Not only him, but even the countless disciples around him were stunned, and were stunned by the dragon tail with the power of opening mountains and splitting stones!

Two people around him flew over like arrows, and a white circle flashed and headed towards the dragon's tail! Zhao Haoyang quickly passed by everyone with a flash of sword light and cut it off on the dragon's tail, intending to cut it off. But the dragon's tail was bent so unexpected that it was completely unexpected. His blue water sword just cut the dragon's tail off a piece, unable to stop the dragon's tail. The dragon's tail passed by him and smashed towards everyone. Lu Yueqing's Ruyi ring flashed, carrying a white light, infinitely enlarged, and quickly drove everyone.

In the circle! Chen Weiyu shouted: "What are you stupid?!" Han Yiming was swept by the fifth master and the cold-sparking sword light of the blue water, and a cold war broke out. Seeing that the master and the fourth master were snatched up and blocked them in front of him, the clear light of the Ruyi ring lit up like a barrier appeared in the sky! The Qingshuang sword ran upwards, but could not stop the dragon tail. The bald tail, as thick as a tree, had hit the top of the two of them, and was shocked and shouted: "Master! Uncle Master!" But he just opened his mouth and couldn't scream!

In an instant, his eyes lit up. Ruyi's clear light was bright. He led everyone in the circle to swiftly escape, avoiding the shocking attack of the rocks! But the bald tail hit Lu Yueqing's head hard, and Han Yiming's soul was scattered! Before he could blink, Chen Weiyu's Qingshuang sword flashed and came out of his hand and entered the dragon tail! It was so close that the Qingshuang sword was swept into the dragon. Chen Weiyu was swept into the dragon tail, and his body was swept out, motionless! In an instant, Han Yiming heard his voice: "Master! Uncle Master!" He was sobbing at the top of his lungs and couldn't be clear! The spell that Chen Weiyu used on him was relieved! Han Yiming burst into tears and cried in tears!

Someone pulled him hard behind him, and Han Yiming struggled hard, broke free, and flew forward. Sima Lingyi's voice behind him was getting farther and farther away, and he couldn't even look back! Seeing that uncle and master were no longer able to fight back, how could he remain indifferent? Now he could hear his trembling voice! The dragon tail had swept in front of him, and Han Yiming just stared at his master's vague figure, not knowing which direction to chase him, and no thoughts left!

Countless sword lights rushed over from behind him, hitting the dragon's tail in front of him, making the dust fly and the scales shattered! But the dragon's tail still swept to him! Before Han Yiming's Mingyuan sword could be swept, the overwhelming force had already pressed his clothes to "rustle" and even the scalp on his head was numb!

He knew it was too late, and it was too late to activate the Mingyuan Sword again! But the Mingyuan Sword suddenly became hot. In the darkness that had already enveloped him, among the sword lights that were pouring out like raindrops behind him, the Mingyuan Sword was the brightest! Han Yiming moved his hand, and the Mingyuan Sword had already "buzzed" sounded out of his hand, and a ray of light suddenly spread over his head! But the dragon tail still broke through the Huaguang and pressed in, still slapped at his head! Han Yiming calmed down and died, coming so soon! It was so fast that he had never expected it!

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Chapter completed!