Han Yiming did not look back and flew forward. Taoist Tianhua followed behind. At this time, he was not worried about anything. Lingshan collapsed and no one supported the boy's waist anymore. He lost one eye and could not practice any more. He hated Han Yiming to the core and must catch him to relieve the hatred in his heart. Han Yiming also knew that he hated him so much that he turned his head forward. Suddenly, there was a shadow in the sky. Han Yiming had a sharp eye and felt that there was a shadow over there. I don't know if the subordinates of Taoist Pingbo were chasing him and stopped moving forward. He looked at Taoist Tianhua and chased him behind him, but he didn't say anything, turned around and ran forward.

As soon as he turned around, Taoist Tianhua also looked at it carefully. There seemed to be a figure in front of him, but it was still far away. Seeing Han Yiming turning his head and running, he ran away, but he couldn't help but sneer: "My helper is here, where do you go?" Han Yiming didn't know if that was his helper, but at this time, there were all soldiers, let alone shadows, so it would be better to avoid it earlier! Taoist Tianhua had hundreds of years of cultivation. Han Yiming stopped and chased him behind him. Taoist Tianhua stretched out his hand and tightened his fingers. Han Yiming felt that his right arm was tightened, and the other party had his arm held on his arm.

Taoist Tianhua sneered, "You can't escape my palm in the end. Now I'll take you, no one will say anything about me anymore. You're gone, you're just a betrayal dog! Whoever gets the luck of whom? Humph, God has eyes, you have to go with me this time." Han Yiming couldn't move his right hand, loosened his fingers, grabbed the hilt of Mingyuan's sword with his left hand, shouted, "Stop it!" Taoist Tianhua sneered, "Do you compete with me with less than two years of cultivation, just for the next life." Han Yiming said coldly, "Don't take me." As he said that, he slashed the sword of Mingxie Yuan on the Taoist Tianhua with his left hand!

He was used to holding the Mingyuan sword in his right hand, and he felt that it was suitable for the light, heavy, long and short. At this time, he could take it with his left hand, but he was a little clumsy. But even because of this clumsy, the Taoist Tianhua dodged and avoided it, his fingers tightened again, Han Yiming's right half of his body was numb, and he grabbed the Taoist Tianhua with the other hand, Han Yiming's left hand was also numb and unable to move. Taoist Tianhua sneered: "You really don't want to toast and not eat and punish you! I practice with me, and I will benefit both of us, so you don't want to? Now I don't care about this much, just hand over your practice to me!" Han Yiming said something to him at once, and couldn't help saying, "Taoist Mi!"

The Taoist of Tianhua grinned and said, "Do you know my nickname? You are right, I am Taoist Mi! And you are now my rice. Even if I eat you, no one knows it!" As he said that, he grabbed Han Yiming's head with his other hand! Han Yiming knew that he had evil thoughts about him, but his cultivation was indeed much higher than his. If he had started first, he would probably be able to support him a while, but if he was a little late, he would be unable to win anymore. He watched his finger pressing on his head.

Suddenly, a light breeze blew over there. Han Yiming felt that the light breeze was not anxious or slow, but like a hand, he tweaked his right hand, and his right hand suddenly seemed to be alive, his blood was connected, and there was no numbness anymore. He immediately moved his fingers, and his heart quickly rolled over the sword technique of the Shadow Chasing Wind in his heart. The Mingyuan sword lit up, and a sword light went towards the Taoist Pingbo. Taoist Pingbo was shocked. Although the two were very close, he moved quickly enough. He loosened his hand and avoided the sword light. Before he was hit by the sword light, Han Yiming had already struggled out of his hand!

Han Yiming no longer hesitated at this time, held the hilt of the sword in his right hand, and slashed towards the Taoist Pingbo at Taoist Pingbo at this time. He used the slash at this time, and then slashed. When he slashed Lingshan, he always remembered the situation of the gravel of the mountain. Therefore, when he slashed the sword, he would slash hard! Taoist Pingbo didn't know how he could develop strength and break free from his own control. But he was always treacherous and slim. He looked around and saw no one. He sneered: "Did you think your life-saving straw is here? Not to mention that there is no life-saving straw, even if there is this straw, it is just a straw. What can you do?" He said, but his hands changed several gestures in succession. Han Yiming didn't care about him, just slashing at him with one sword.

Mingyuan's sword flashed, and Han Yiming used all his strength to slash every sword. But the Taoist Tianhua was like a paper man in the wind, sometimes far and sometimes near, sometimes up and down, and he couldn't cut it. Taoist Tianhua sneered, "Let you see, what is a net of heaven and earth!" Han Yiming sneered, "You are just a broken fish net, what is a net of heaven and earth? With the net of heaven and earth, you are not like today!" Although he was not as sharp as Chen Ruofu, he spoke very angry and said without any mercy. This really hit the heart of Taoist Tianhua. Taoist Tianhua was furious and pointed his finger at the sky. The sword on his back shot out, and in a blink of an eye it turned into thousands of swords and slashed at Han Yiming.

Han Yiming didn't expect that this evil Taoist attacked him like this, but he was not afraid. He had reached this point. What's the use of fear? He just focused on swinging the sword in his hand without leaking water, shattering the sword that was chopped in front of him one by one. What's the sword of Tianhua Taoist was cast? However, Han Yiming didn't care what his sword was cast. Anyway, his sword would be shattered by Mingyuan's sword. I don't know how he changed. Every sword of his sword seemed to be real, not a phantom. Han Yiming's sword also touched the sword that he flew endlessly, and he did feel like weapons intersecting in his hands. But his sword could not be compared with Mingyuan's sword, so it was shattered at one touch. Han Yiming suddenly made a ruthless effort and said to himself: "As long as you

It was transformed, and I want to see how many you can imagine it!" But this gave Taoist Tianhua a chance to breathe. If he really wanted to be unfavorable to him and could not make any moves, he would be controlled by others. Suddenly, a voice in his heart said, "Thousands of threads!" Han Yiming had not had time, so he passed the four words in his heart. Suddenly, the Mingyuan sword shone brightly, and the sword instantly turned into countless bright lights, all of which came out of the hilt of the sword, smashing the sword thrown out by Taoist Tianhua to pieces! Taoist Tianhua unexpectedly was really beyond his expectations. Han Yiming had already rushed forward with his sword, and his sword was filled with bright lights, with a fierce momentum! Taoist Tianhua saw that the situation was not good, so he threw a sentence: "You wait!" and turned around and escaped!

Han Yiming did not chase after him. He didn't go far, but just sent the evil Taoist away. He only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw him leave. The voice in his heart seemed to be the voice of his master. Was it the master sent to him?

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Chapter completed!