As soon as he figured it out, Qian Ruohua said, "Senior brothers, fellow practitioners, surrounded them. As long as they get here, don't let anyone go." He didn't say anything, Han Yiming knew that the following must be: "As long as they are not let go, after the Seven Ring Treasure Mirror is reflected on the head of Lingshan, other disciples in Lingshan will be able to capture it. Otherwise, if all the disciples of Lingshan are all hidden one by one, what else can the Lingshan Master do?" This was really unfavorable. Pingbo's circumference is hard to break, and it is even more difficult to break when he joins the Seven Ring Treasure Mirror. Pingbo is determined to win the Lingshan Sect. He must capture all the Lingshan Sect in one place, so he has taken out all the skills of the family.

Han Yiming made a leap forward and flew straight outward to break out. The Mingyuan sword in his hand swung desperately, and the sword lights spread out. At this step, he could only slash Qianjun in his heart and could not stop thinking. Qianjun's seven-character craft rolled over his heart. In any case, he had to use Qianjun's slash before Pingbo made a spiral. At this critical moment, Pingbo's spiral was completed first, and he won. Han Yiming had no time to see what his fellow disciples did, and could not stop thinking Qianjun's verbally. He waved the sword in his hand and ran around to avoid the Seven-ring Treasure Mirror. It was really embarrassing to have one mind! But he could not care about this much, and saving his life first was the most important thing.

He ran around, and the Seven-ring Treasure Mirror followed his figure tightly. Han Yiming walked in the air, his eyes facing Qian Ruohua, and kept retreating. He still flashed left and right, high or low. Only when he flashed around, the Seven-ring Treasure Mirror could not see him. The Seven-ring Treasure Mirror itself would not chase behind him, and was completely a man of the control. Qian Ruohua, who controlled the Seven-ring Treasure Mirror, was not so flexible, and Han Yiming walked back to face him again. When he saw the Seven-ring Treasure Mirror pointing to the left, he flashed to the right, and the Treasure Mirror pointing to the right, and he flashed to the left again, either higher or lower. Qian Ruohua had tried his best, but he couldn't expect him to have the opportunity. He tried twice to look at the direction where Han Yiming had just dodged. When he flashed back and bumped into him, Han Yiming did not flash back.

Pingbo no longer took action, and Han Yiming was naturally not afraid of his disciple's cultivation. In addition, the spiritual shield was powerful, and even the helper invited by Pingbo could not penetrate the spiritual shield. Therefore, Han Yiming slowly calmed down and, in addition to concentrating on dodging, he was slashing hard. The Seven-ring Treasure Mirror followed Han Yiming closely behind Han Yiming, and Han Yiming was always more sensitive than it. Qian Ruohua had only learned to control the Seven-ring Treasure Mirror for a while, so he could not cover Han Yiming even if he tried his best. Han Yiming flashed and looked at his fellow disciples. Only Senior Miao didn't know where to hide. The rest of the fellow disciples and Linggu fought with Pingbo Sect and his accomplices. Suddenly, the two appeared, and were Senior Sister Tan and Senior Sister Peng. As soon as they came out, someone from Pingbo Sect had already hit the light of the spirit in front of them. Senior Sister Tan and Senior Sister Peng were very fast and immediately started fighting with Pingbo Sect.

For a moment, there was a light of inspiration around. It was originally extremely quiet and few people came, but it was very lively. Han Yiming looked at Pingbo, and he was still sitting upright, closing his eyes to calmly, and not looking at everyone. Suddenly, the Seven-ring Treasure Mirror turned to Senior Sister Tan and flashed, and flashed away. Senior Sister Tan turned to Senior Sister Peng, and Senior Sister Peng disappeared. After a while, she flashed from the other side and flashed away the mirror of the Seven-ring Treasure Mirror. Han Yiming was so anxious that Pingbo's spiral was terrible, but the Seven-ring Treasure Mirror was also terrible. Just as the relationship was too late, the boy's voice said in his heart: "Master, don't worry about so many things, use Qianjun Slash. Pingbo's spiral was not that fast. You should quickly use Qianjun Slash and cut the Seven-ring Treasure Mirror!"

A sentence reminded Han Yiming that the Seven-ring Treasure Mirror and the Wing are even more terrible. You should destroy one as soon as possible. Hurry up and think about Qianjun Slash. As soon as he calmed down, he could not hear anything around him. Only the light of spirit flew across the light of the human beings, and no sound was heard in his ears. The Thousand Slash in his heart was repeated, and the sound became louder and louder. After a while, the figures and light of spirit around him could not see it. Han Yiming had never been so quiet. He looked around and saw the Pingbo Sect and his accomplices disappeared. Only Pingbo, wearing a mysterious Taoist robe, sat cross-legged on the opposite side, was calm and calm. He was doing his whirl! I wonder if Pingbo made a barrier and surrounded the two of them? Or were they both left their bodies at the same time, and they reached a place where others could not know!

Han Yiming sneered, his voice as if it was coming out of the bottom of the water. Pingbo slowly raised his head and looked at him. Han Yiming heard his own voice saying, "Don't you want my life? How about we have a one-on-one game?" Pingbo looked at him coldly, his eyes full of grim resentment. After a moment, Pingbo's voice was also heard, as if it was coming out of the water: "You are worthy of calling me? Your master cannot call me! Your Lingshan is originally a monster, there is no Lingshan in this world. I created one of them. What is it? It should have been destroyed long ago! You thought you were really

Is it the head of Lingshan? Humph! If it weren't for Lingshan now, how could this head of Lingshan be you? Lingkong's life was cruel and cunning, and it was his lifelong fault!" Han Yiming sneered: "You hate Lingshan so much, which makes me think you are caused by jealousy! You are jealous of my master! You are jealous of him throughout his life!" Pingbo laughed, his voice cold to the core: "I am jealous of him? Why am I jealous of him? What achievements have he achieved? I am no worse than Lingshan of Wanxu Temple? Your Lingshan has been destroyed! And I am still in the world and have been full of incense! How am I jealous of him?!"

The sound of Qianjun slashing in Han Yiming's heart was getting louder and louder, as if roaring in his ears. Han Yiming said, "Yes, your Wanxu Temple is still there! Then why are you staring at my Lingshan?" Pingbo sneered: "I like to watch Lingshan fall!" Han Yiming saw it very clearly now, saying, "You are not getting Lingshan, so you want to destroy Lingshan!" Pingbo was furious: "Nonsense! Fart! I destroyed Lingshan because I don't like it! You boy don't fart!" Han Yiming always felt that his words were very guilty and said, "It's been hundreds of years, you don't like it, you don't like it at the beginning! Lingshan has never hindered you, why do you think it doesn't like it?" Pingbo was furious: "Boy, what do you know? I don't like it, what reason do you want? I don't like it, it doesn't like it!"
Chapter completed!