Qian Ruohua was shocked and stunned. No matter how high his cultivation level was, he could not block Han Yiming's blow! But Han Yiming came so fast that he could not dodge. The sword was already on top of his head. Qian Ruohua yelled and raised his hand.

With a wave, there was a loud "dang" sound, and the Mingyuan sword and the seven-ringed mirror had collided together. Han Yiming pressed his whole body on the hilt of the Mingyuan sword and pressed down hard. Qian Ruohua below was nowhere to be seen.

After holding the Ming Yuan sword, he immediately knelt down. Although he did not hold the seven-ring mirror, he was driving the seven-ring mirror. Now that the seven-ring mirror was pressed, he felt as if he was being crushed by Mount Tai. He could not get through it.

When you feel angry, try your best to hold on.

Pingbo originally thought that Han Yiming was rushing towards him and wanted to fight him to the death. He never expected that Han Yiming turned around and rushed towards the seven-ring mirror. It was the magic weapon he brought out from the Wanfa Xuanmen. He had always loved Ruo Ruo.

Be extremely careful every time you use the treasure. Han Yiming had a ring broken last time, which prevented him from seeing the traces of Lingshan disciples at any time, which made him very annoyed. Afterwards, he tried countless ways, but could not break the ring.

One of the rings was repaired. When he saw that Han Yiming was about to destroy his seven-ring mirror, his tricks had already changed, and a series of spiritual lights went straight to hit Han Yiming's heart.

Han Yiming pressed down wholeheartedly. Qian Ruohua was already kneeling on the ground, getting lower inch by inch. Taoist Pingbo's spiritual light hit Han Yiming's back heart, and his spiritual shield had already turned around, blocking all the spiritual light. Pingbo

He rushed towards them, but couldn't get in. The Ming Yuan sword and the seven-ringed mirror were overflowing with spiritual light, trapping both Han Yiming and Qian Ruohua in the spiritual light. Ping Bo's spiritual light couldn't penetrate, and he couldn't pounce in either.

The blade of Ming Yuan's sword was covered with pale golden aura, overflowing in all directions. The surface of the seven-ring mirror was glowing with snow, white with green in it. Han Yiming pressed hard on the hilt of Ming Yuan's sword, and the seven-ring mirror was extremely

It's powerful. Han Yiming knows that Pingbo's spin is scary, but the seven-ring mirror is also scary. The muzhi that is shined by the seven-ring mirror will freeze to death. If it shines on a person, it will be difficult to survive. Therefore, the seven-ring mirror

As soon as the treasure mirror moved, not only Lingshan fellow disciples, but also Pingbo's associates were dodging in all directions, fearing that it would hit him. Without the seven-ringed mirror, Lingshan fellow disciples would have less to worry about for their safety, so he immediately thought and pounced

The seven-ringed mirror went away.

Han Yiming wanted to raise his hand and slashed seventeen or eight times at the seven-ringed mirror. When he chopped the spiritual mountain into pieces, he cut a wound on the seven-ringed mirror with one sword. So at this time, he also thought like that.

Normally, but he couldn't lift it with his hand. The Ming Yuan sword was extremely heavy at this time, and his hand was tightly stuck to the hilt. Han Yiming gritted his teeth and couldn't move it at all, so he could only press the hilt hard.

On the sword, press down. The snow light on the seven-ring mirror below is so piercing that people have to close their eyes. It is not a single snow light, but several snow lights. The smallest among them is getting bigger as it goes outward. Seven Rings

The mirror was so cold that it penetrated along the hilt of the sword. In a moment, Han Yiming's hands were numb from the cold. Qian Ruohua below was even more miserable. If there was no seven-ringed mirror, he would have been killed by the Ming Yuan Sword.

It was broken into pieces. But the Seven-ring Mirror and the Mingyuan Sword were both very heavy. He had knelt on the ground. He couldn't move away even if he wanted to. The Seven-ring Mirror was above his head, so he could only grit his teeth.

, struggling to support.

The numbness in Han Yiming's hands gradually came towards his head and face. Han Yiming knew in his heart that he had been illuminated by the seven-ring mirror. He threw himself on the mirror like this, and it happened to be reflected in front of him. Han Yiming gritted his teeth and pressed down. Suddenly, he

The white and green snow light revealed the slightest light. Han Yiming took a closer look. On the surface of the seven-ring mirror, where the blade of the Ming Yuan sword pressed, there were fine lines scattered in all directions.

Open it. In the blink of an eye, fine lines are all over the mirror, as dense as a spider web. There is a loud "snap" sound, and the seven-ringed mirror has been crushed into countless fragments by the Ming Yuan sword, scattered on the ground. Qian Ruohua's body felt light,

He was old and rolled away immediately. Han Yiming had already fallen to the ground with Ming Yuan's sword. He looked back at Ping Bo, and Ping Bo's eyes were broken and he cursed. Han Yiming looked around and saw that the seven-ringed mirror was covered by

Ming Yuan's sword was crushed and had long since shattered into pieces without a trace. Qian Ruohua huddled aside and shivered, not sure if he was tired or frightened.

The seven-ring treasure mirror was Ping Bo's beloved object. He watched Han Yiming crush it. He was helpless and had already killed Han Yiming hundreds of times in his heart. Han Yiming fell to the ground, exhausted with all his strength.

Bo handed the seven-ring mirror to Qian Ruohua, intending to use all his strength to deal with him. Han Yiming had seen how powerful the seven-ring mirror was. Although the people brought by Pingbo were from the same sect as Lingshan, even though they could not defeat him,

Lively, but worried about the seven-ringed mirror. As long as the mirror shines, they all move out of the way. Ping Bo must have warned them, and they will move out of the way whenever the mirror shines. Of course, if they are hit by the mirror

, then the casualties will be settled according to destiny. But the Lingshan sect cannot afford to be harmed. There are not many people in the Lingshan sect. If we hit a few, there is no chance of winning for the ones left behind.

Pingbo yelled and rushed over. Although Han Yiming had exhausted all his strength, Pingbo was so angry that he completely forgot about his own cultivation and countless powerful spells. He just rushed over to fight Han Yiming desperately. He forgot

He had learned his own spells, but Han Yiming remembered his own sword-driving skills. He didn't have the strength to fight him, but he had the strength to dodge. At that moment, the sword flew away, and Pingbo came very fast, and he ran away very fast. He actually dared to dodge!

Pingbo became more and more angry and chased after him. His hands stretched forward to grab his throat and squeeze him to death!

Han Yiming and Pingbo chased each other and escaped, while the people in Lingshan and Pingbo's accomplices were evenly matched. Although there were few people in Lingshan, Pingbo's accomplices were half-stopped by the spirit bones. The spirit bones held the blue water sword, and the sword flashed four times.

shè. In the past, Zhao Haoyang's light and elegant swordsmanship was no longer there, but every time he swung his sword, Ping Bo's accomplices who rushed towards him were forced back. The spiritual light in the eye sockets of the spirit bones also flashed. Ping Bo's accomplices

There is also a sword light hitting the spiritual bone, but it is as if it has missed. If it is hit lightly, it will leave no trace at all, and the spiritual bone will not hurt or be injured. If it is hit hard, a piece of the bones of the spiritual bone will be broken off.

Come, in the blink of an eye, it is like being sucked away by the spiritual bone and attached back to the spiritual bone. Therefore, the spiritual bone is more difficult to hit than the Lingshan disciples, and it will not be effective if it hits or misses.

When he started to take action, Song Chuqun followed the crowd around the spirit bones. After a few moves, but they didn't work, he immediately turned around and met Feng Yuzao. He saw that Feng Yuzao had gray eyebrows and a slim figure.

Fatty, after the landslide in Lingshan Mountain, he also chased after Feng Yuzao, but he kept dodging and did not fight back. He did not see that Feng Yuzao had any self-defense weapons, nor did he see the spiritual sword that everyone in Lingshan had.

I saw that he had worn it. When I met him, I naturally would not let it go. With a wave of my hand, a flash of light from the peach wood sword had hit Feng Yuzao. I was about to beat Feng Yuzao, but I saw Feng Yuzao opening and closing his hands.

A leaf flew out of his hand, met his spiritual light, and became transparent, but it also turned his spiritual light into nothing.
Chapter completed!