Han Yiming watched this group of people fight in a chaotic manner. He met them not once or twice on a daily basis. He had nothing to be angry with with the Pingbo sect. They were all hands-on. But with other sects, they had no relationship with each other.

They were all still angry, and they didn't fight like this, but at this time everyone completely lost their usual politeness. It seemed that this was their true colors. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but smile.

Suddenly, a strange stone on the ground flashed, and Qian Ruohua was shot in front of the stone like an arrow, and stretched out his hand to grab it. Han Yiming moved his fingers, and the green frost sword popped out with a flash, and with a flash of cold light, it landed in front of Qian Ruohua's hand.

Qian Ruohua stopped him. Qian Ruohua was so experienced. He had a flash of inspiration and knew something was wrong, so he didn't grasp it directly. In this moment, the aura on the strange stone was gone. Han Yiming had already jumped out.

Landing in front of the sword, he stretched out his hand to grab the Qingshuang sword and held it in his hand, looking coldly at the people in front of him.

Qian Ruohua was stunned when he saw Han Yiming. There was a lively fight here, but when Han Yiming jumped out, everyone stopped. When he suddenly appeared, Song Chuqun blurted out: "Isn't this little bastard dead?

How...how..." After saying it twice, he couldn't go on. Han Yiming sneered: "You just listened to Pingbo. I'm living well." Qian Ruohua was deep in the city, smiled slightly, and rushed out before Song.

Before the group spoke up, they asked: "Junior brother Han, why are you here?" Han Yiming sneered: "Can you come? Can't I come?" Qian Ruohua said with a smile: "That's not what it means..." Han Yiming said coldly: "

What kind of statement is that? Do you want to ask me why I didn't die by the sword of the respected master?"

He had always been docile, but now he spoke aggressively, which temporarily silenced everyone. Just as Qian Ruohua was about to change his explanation, Song Chuqun couldn't help but say: "Little bastard, if you know how powerful you are, you should get out of here earlier."

I'm going to take care of you." Han Yiming sneered: "To take care of me? Just you? Your master plotted against me and failed to put me to death, so I don't believe you can put me to death." Song Chuqun is as hot as a firecracker.

, it’s easy. After hearing this, I was already furious: "Why don’t I deal with you, you little bastard? My master will show mercy to you, but I won’t watch me beat you until you are completely destroyed."

As soon as Song Chuqun finished saying this, he saw everyone looking at him, even his fellow apprentices. He had always been careless, so he didn't know why everyone was looking at him. Instead, he said to everyone: "Watch what I do."

What? You think I can't do it? I'll hit him anyway, I'm not afraid of him." No matter how thick-skinned Qian Ruohua was, he couldn't hold it in anymore. Song Chuqun said this, which meant he admitted that Wan Xuguan had plotted against Han Yiming.

, if the head of Wanxuguan almost killed the head of Lingshan didn't say it, even if everyone knew it, he Wanxuguan would not admit it. Song Chuqun shouted out at once, and there are so many people here, and

They admitted in front of many people that they had attacked Han Yiming and the head of Lingshan. This was something Qian Ruohua never wanted others to know.

It’s just that they heard Pingbo say that Han Yiming had been stabbed hundreds of times in the heart. This was a stunt that Pingbo had worked hard on all his life. He also hit Han Yiming in the back of the heart. Within a few days, the injuries became more severe day by day.

Even if Hua Tuo comes back to life, it will be difficult to save Han Yiming, so they believe that Han Yiming is dead. Among fellow believers, if others don't know, they have to do nothing. Pingbo injured Han Yiming, although no one saw it, but somehow

, spread quietly, and became more and more jealous as it spread. At this time, Han Yiming suddenly appeared, and everyone was stunned. Qian Ruohua was smart and would not show it, but he couldn't resist Song Chuqun, who was not such a big-hearted man. He was stunned.

He blurted out. Han Yiming's appearance was already a surprise to everyone here. Song Chuqun said it again, which was even more surprising. Everyone looked at Song Chuqun. Seeing that the situation was not good, Qian Ruohua wanted to stand up for Song Chuqun.

The group said a few words, but for a moment they didn't know how to defend him.

Han Yiming just happened to find the reason to take action, and said loudly: "Okay, Wanxuguan, you always attack me Lingshan if you can, but if you can't, you have to use bad words. Then come and do it. I've been waiting for a long time."

." As he spoke, he pinched the hilt of the blue frost sword with his hand, and clusters of ice flowers grew from the blade, decorating the sword like a hedgehog and letting out air-conditioning. Although Song Chuqun's practice was not very good, his words refused to let others down.

He also said loudly: "Do you think I'm afraid of you? I'll fight you." Qian Ruohua, holding a mahogany sword, was about to rush towards him and shouted: "Stop!" After all, he was Song Chuqun's senior brother, and Song Chuqun

Even though he was angry, he had no choice but to stop his hand when he heard his voice. He stood on the spot and glared at Han Yiming fiercely with a pair of bull's eyes.

Qian Ruohua smiled and said: "Junior brother Han, long time no see, how are you always?" Han Yiming smiled slightly: "Senior brother Qian, I call you senior brother. You know this well, so why do you need to ask me?

Didn't Senior Brother Song of your sect tell you everything? Senior Brother Qian must know better than anyone else whether I am good or not." He never said anything. Qian Ruohua was because Song Chuqun had confirmed that the master of our sect had attacked the leader of Lingshan.

He was forced to speak out. Unexpectedly, the leader of Lingshan, who had always been silent, spoke so sharply and stabbingly, without saving face for others. He coughed dryly: "Junior brother Han, that's not what you said.

"

Han Yiming sneered: "If you don't say that, then how can you say it? Do you want to say that I injured the respected master? Do you want to say that I stabbed the heart with a hundred thorns, injured the respected master, and almost killed the respected master?"

"This statement couldn't be more clear. No matter how much Qian Ruohua tried to defend himself, he couldn't. Qian Ruohua was not as rough and arrogant as Song Chuqun. He was asked by Han Yiming whether he should come to the stage, and his face was slightly embarrassed. Song Chuqun was

Han Yiming was so angry at these words that he shouted loudly: "Little bastard, you are looking for death. My master didn't kill you. It was my master who was soft, but I won't be soft. See how I deal with you." He didn't have Qian Ruohua's advice at all.

He completely ignored Qian Ruohua's avoidance, bypassed Qian Ruohua and pounced on him.

As soon as he pounced on him, all the disciples of Pingbo disciples pounced on him. A series of spiritual lights struck at Han Yiming. Pingbo disciples acted in unison. When one person moved, everyone pounced on him. Han Yiming had never been afraid of Pingbo.

At this time, they rushed forward in a swarm, and with a movement of their hands, a blue light came out from behind him, blocking the spiritual light of Pingbo's Taomujian.

All the spiritual light was gone and disappeared completely. Han Yiming never expected that the spiritual shield was so powerful. No wonder the boy insisted on him practicing the spiritual shield. The Pingbo disciples, including Song Chuqun and Qian Ruohua, were all stunned.

Now, no one is stupid. At a glance, they can tell that Han Yiming's cultivation level is already a thousand miles away. With the spiritual shield, it is not something they can deal with. Having more people is not an advantage. The cultivation level of the disciples of Pingbo Clan are even higher.

sè, if you want to go against Han Yiming at this time, you are asking for trouble.

Before the people of Pingbo Sect could recover, they heard someone say: "Haha, now you are in trouble too. Don't let them go. They are occupying many people and bullying us. This time we will deal with them first."

"Pause, let's talk about something else later." I thought the Pingbo disciples were going too far these days to bully others. As soon as this person said this, everyone jumped up and made Pingbo disciples their enemies, and started to attack them. This was Han Yiming Wanwan

Unexpectedly, before he could take action, Pingbo disciples were surrounded by everyone. Suddenly, they were all flashes of light, their swords were flying, and they were fighting fiercely.
Chapter completed!