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One thousand three one, return

The spirit swords of the two senior sisters are very delicate and beautiful. Senior sister Peng's spiritual sword is as white as frost and snow, with a slender blade. Senior sister Tan's spiritual sword is a short sword with feather patterns on the sword. The sword grid is carved from white jade, which is very exciting.

Mei. The two of them paid no attention to the Pingbo disciples. They just wiped the spirit sword lightly. Senior Sister Peng still had a slight smile on her face. Both senior sisters had beautiful faces. They were so calm and steady at this time, which really made people feel at peace.

After all, the two senior sisters have only practiced more deeply than Gu Qingquan, and have seen and heard a lot during their years of practice. Therefore, even though their lives are in danger, they are still as calm as water, which is completely different from the panic of ordinary women. Senior Sister Peng raised her head.

When she came, she saw Han Yiming looking this way, pondered for a moment, and said, "Junior brother, head, don't worry about us." She looked at the Pingbo disciples, then turned back and said, "We are not afraid of them!" There was no expression on her face.

Even the smile has not changed. Han Yiming knows that they have fought with the Pingbo disciples all the way. Even though they are women, the Pingbo disciples will not show mercy. They have all survived, so they know that if it is true,

When they started fighting, they were really not inferior to Pingbo disciples. Just watching Pingbo and his gang beat Senior Sister Miao to pieces, I couldn't help but worry in my heart. But after hearing this, he said: "Two Senior Sisters

Be careful!" Senior Sister Peng said with a smile: "Don't worry, junior brother, you are worried about us because you saw Junior Sister Miao being beaten to death by them. Just don't worry, the reason why Junior Sister Miao was beaten to death by them is because of something else.

There is a reason, and you will know it in the future."

She lightly touched the sword in her hand with her slender fingers, and said: "Senior Sister Tan and I will not be hit by them. We still have to avenge Master and the senior sisters and sisters." Her tone was understated, and the expression on her face remained unchanged.

There was no trace of cruelty, but one could tell that she was determined. She had deeply remembered this hatred and would do her best to avenge it. Senior Sister Tan smiled: "Junior Brother, look at the disciples like Pingbo, there is really nothing special about them.

.They dare not act alone. If they dared to come to me alone, I would have beaten them to death. Just because they know that one person comes or two people come, we are not afraid, and they are not our opponents.

So every time they show up, they always come in groups.

There are few of us, so we suffer more. If we really want to break in, we are really not afraid of them. Master has a gentle temperament and has no love or hatred, but I am a person with all kinds of emotions. We are grudges. There are so many brothers in the same sect.

Sisters, there are only so many who survived, how could we forget?"

Han Yiming felt a sullen feeling in his heart. He couldn't help feeling sad when he mentioned the past. But his senior sister's words at this time made him feel particularly at ease. The senior sister was a female, and it was still the same. The fellow seniors would not let Ping Bo be punished! But Lu Jingxin heard that

Said: "Junior brother, the only one of the two senior sisters who has better methods than me! You really don't have to worry." For a moment, Han Yiming calmed down and looked outside. It was Pingbo who waved his hand, made a loud noise, and was surrounded by auras.

Splash, Ping Bo's fierce move hit the barrier. The boy's barrier was extremely strong, and Ping Bo's spiritual light hit him. Except for a loud noise, there was no movement.

Pingbo's face became more and more ugly, his gestures changed faster and faster, and auras of light came over him like raindrops. The auras of Pingbo's disciples were much dimmer than Pingbo's auras, which were brighter and much larger.

When the spiritual light shone, his face was twisted and twisted, and the flesh around his cheeks was tight. He gritted his teeth. After dozens of spiritual lights, Han Yiming clearly saw the barrier appearing. A light curtain illuminated them all.

In it, Pingbo's aura hit this light curtain. After the barrier appeared, every aura from Pingbo made Han Yiming feel a little trembling. Feng Yuzao stood up and said: "Junior brothers,

Let's all be careful. The master brother's spiritual power has not yet recovered, so let's surround him." Everyone in Lingshan stood up and surrounded Han Yiming, along with Senior Sister Tan and Senior Sister Peng, who also surrounded Han Yiming behind them.

Han Yiming also saw that a single wave could not break through the boy's barrier, but he tried his best to make the barrier less strong. He could not tell when the barrier would be broken through. Therefore, senior brothers and sisters

They all got up to take precautions. Han Yiming became anxious, and Pingbo went away and came back again, which showed his ferocity. He was determined to kill everyone in Lingshan, so he took such great care. Although the cultivation of the brothers and sisters should not be underestimated.

, but Han Yiming has always carried Lingshan on his shoulders. Everything in Lingshan is the responsibility of him as the leader. One by one, brothers and sisters were killed by Pingbo. How can the fellow disciples endure it? As the leader, he

He couldn't help it anymore. But at this time, he still didn't have any strength in his body and could only worry.

Suddenly there was a loud "pop" sound, and the light curtain disappeared, and Pingbo shouted: "Kill all these monsters!" Han Yiming's eyes flashed with light, and all the Lingshan disciples here took action, neutralizing all the spells of Pingbo's disciples.

Kailai. Pingbo shouted: "These are all evildoers! Don't leave any of them behind!" As he spoke, he looked at Han Yiming, who was surrounded by everyone in Lingshan! As soon as he looked over, he waved his hand, and a spiritual light came over him.

.

Han Yiming felt his eyes dim, and he didn't know which of his fellow disciples was blocking him. When he looked up, he saw that it was not a fellow disciple, but Lu Jingxin and Senior Sister Peng who were blocking him behind him. They each put pressure on him.

He picked up a talisman and swung the spiritual sword in his hand, slashing the spiritual light that Pingbo hit in all directions. It was just that Pingbo was extremely ruthless. Although the spiritual light was scattered in all directions, it was also extremely sharp and would

Lu Jingxin and Senior Sister Peng fought so hard that they were unable to stand firmly and took several steps back. Even their spiritual swords had a large piece missing.

Although Senior Sister Peng was a woman, her body was swaying, but she immediately stood firm again. She moved her hand, and a flower flew out from her palm and stuck to Han Yiming. Han Yiming felt a chill on his body, as if he had been immersed in water.

Song Chuqun kept staring here and smiled ferociously: "You know what you are doing, get out of here!" Pingbo shouted: "Come out of the group! Don't show mercy, don't spare anyone! Get out of the way and don't spare anyone!" Song Chuqun said: "

Yes!" As soon as Ping Bo said something, his disciples' spiritual swords all pointed towards this direction to greet him. Everyone in Lingshan was not slow and immediately gathered around to confront Ping Bo's disciples.

At this moment, a childish voice said: "Master, I'm back!" Although the voice was childish, everyone could hear it clearly. For a moment, the venue became silent, and everyone spoke out.

He looked everywhere. In the darkness, a small figure appeared. He was covered in white light, and it was the boy who was carved from pink and jade! Han Yiming relaxed for a moment, and the boy was indeed like the wind, rushing over and over!

He glanced at Pingbo with his big black and white eyes and said: "My spiritual mountain was destroyed by your hands, my fellow sect members were hunted down by you, and the leader of my faction was almost killed by you. Each and every one of them is to attack

Do you want to settle now?" He stood there, raised his hand, and with a wave of his hand, the Mingyuan Sword in Han Yiming's hand was already in his hand. He was very small and not as tall as the Mingyuan Sword, but he did not step on the ground.
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