1192. Broken

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Wang Qingsong asked this once before, and at this time Shan Jingping asked again, if Han Yiming had thought that he was sincere in the past, but now he knew that he wanted to explore his own reality, and if he came alone, they would no longer have any worries if they wanted to do it. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info|Among every two people who read romance, there is an account registered for Ke ° Le ° Xiao ° Say ° Net.? Senior brother, don't think I'm shabby. Shan Jingping said with a smile: "I thought I was the senior brother of Lingshan, and I couldn't be angry with us. Han Yiming suddenly noticed a little red light flashing in the corner of his eye, and he glanced at it quietly, only to see a red light over there heading straight towards Chen Rufeng's faction. Wang Qingsong, who was following him, was gone.

Shan Jingping said: "Master Han, please come with me." Han Yiming followed him forward, and after a few steps, the red light flashed under his feet. Han Yiming was on guard in his heart, at this time, he knew that today was extremely dangerous, and coming here by himself was tantamount to sending him to the door, and they would never let him go. This Wang Qingsong is gone, either to recruit fellow disciples, or to layout. But these things will come sooner or later, but he is not afraid. As long as he is not in Lingshan, he will not have so many worries.

Shan Jingping led Han Yiming straight into the faction, Han Yiming had come before, and the more he walked in at this time, the more he felt the red light flickering under his feet. And Shan Jingping's expression was free, and Han Yiming didn't say much, just followed him and walked straight away. Along the way, he never met Chen Rufeng's disciples again. Shan Jingping was silent, and Han Yiming was silent, and suddenly Shan Jingping turned around and said, "Master Han, please come here." ”

He turned sideways and moved out of the way, Han Yiming had already seen several people standing in front of him, except for Wang Qingsong, the three big disciples under Chen Rufeng's sect had all arrived, and there were also a few disciples under Chen Rufeng's sect. But they were all solemn in front of them, dressed in white, and two sticks of white wax were lit on both sides of an incense table, among which were Chen Rufeng's spiritual seat and an incense burner. Han Yiming stepped forward first, picked up the three pillars of incense next to Chen Rufeng's spiritual seat, lit the candle, and bowed three times to Chen Rufeng's spiritual seat.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang on his back, Han Yiming only felt a shock on his back, and he didn't need to look back to know that Chen Rufeng's disciple had attacked him, but he couldn't hit the blue dragon spirit shield. Han Yiming didn't look back, inserted the incense in his hand in the incense burner, and then turned around. I saw that several of Chen Rufeng's disciples behind him were standing behind him with blades, although Tan Zichao did not hold blades, Shan Jingping and Zhou Shaowu both held blades. Without asking, I knew that it was they who made a move behind them, but their cultivation could not penetrate the Blue Dragon Spirit Shield, so the attack was useless. Han Yiming glanced at them and didn't ask much, just looked at Tan Zichao. Tan Zichao was surprised that he was so calm, and he paused and wanted to speak, but he didn't know how to speak.

In an instant, no one spoke, Tan Zichao was speechless, and his fellow disciples were inconvenient to speak, but they were all secretly on guard, and the blades in their hands were all facing Han Yiming. Han Yiming stood for a moment and said, "Senior Brother Tan, you had something to ask me in Lingshan earlier. Now I have come to your sect to wait for your sect to ask. I came as promised, and if my brother has something to ask, as long as I can answer my brother, I will answer truthfully. ”

Tan Zichao glanced at the fellow disciples around him and said, "Since the head of the family is quick to talk, then I won't go around in circles, and ask my junior brother to tell me how my master died?" At that moment, many words poured into Han Yiming's mouth, and Han Yiming couldn't help it. If it weren't for them behind their backs, Han Yiming wouldn't know how to answer. But they have already started behind their backs, and they can't leave safely today, they have already decided that Chen Rufeng was killed by themselves, and they will never let themselves leave. He smiled slightly and said, "Senior Brother Tan, what I want to say has already been said, will you believe it if you say it again today?"

Tan Zichao said: "Master Han, you are willing to come to my faction alone, which shows that you are not afraid of us." It is true that the fellow Daoists who can harm my Master will definitely be higher than us in terms of cultivation. Although the head of Han is young, his cultivation is not weak. If it is a side matter, we must look at the face of our colleagues to let Han take charge of the house. We can't help but pursue this matter alone. Today, Master Han is here, so I'll tell the truth. ”

At this point, it's useless to say anything. Han Yiming knew that no matter what he said, they would do it, so he only said lightly: "Senior Brother Tan, since you have regarded me as a great enemy of killing the teacher, it will be useless for me to say anything else." I am willing to come here because I respect Chen's predecessors and come to worship. Before I could say anything, the senior brothers had already made a move, didn't you refuse to do it because I said something?" Shan Jingping nodded slightly and said: "Master Han is quick to talk, then we will break off today's matter." He beckoned his sword and said to Han Yiming: "Master Han, you don't have to show mercy to our subordinates, just use your cultivation to the fullest." We are already enemies of the sky, today is either you die or we die, and we don't talk to you about any rules, Master Han don't blame us for relying on more to win. ”

Before he finished speaking, several sword lights had already hit Han Yiming. But it was Chen Rufeng's disciples who all moved their hands against Han Yiming. Although their cultivation is not high, they all have the same hatred, and they have long been ready to attack, and as soon as they heard what this senior brother said, they immediately started to do it. A blue light flashed, and the blue dragon spirit shield turned out from behind Han Yiming, blocking their spiritual power. The spiritual power of the disciples under Chen Rufeng's sect was insufficient and could not penetrate the spirit shield, and Han Yiming was also motionless, just looking at Tan Zichao.

Tan Zichao didn't follow everyone to make a move, he crossed his knees and volleyed in the air, his eyes were slightly closed, his fingers were lightly pinched, and his eyebrows lit up with a little aura. The little light in the center of his eyebrows shallow and shallow outward, revealing a thousand rays of red light. Chen Rufeng's disciples' spiritual power couldn't penetrate Han Yiming's Blue Dragon Spirit Shield, but they didn't stop, and some disciples said loudly: "What if he has a spirit shield again? We are determined to avenge the master, let's go together! No matter who kills him, it will be avenging the master!" Some disciples said: "Even if I don't want to risk my life, I will kill him, the master is so good to us, how can it be so inexplicably extinguished? Or is it his hand." Don't take revenge for this in vain!" They were gossiping, and their hands were moving quickly, and as they spoke, countless spiritual lights had hit Han Yiming's spirit shield.

Han Yiming stood still quietly, among Chen Rufeng's many disciples, he only looked at Tan Zichao. The cultivation of these disciples of Chen Rufeng was really nothing to Han Yiming. And Chen Rufeng's eldest disciple Tan Zichao is doing it over there, although he has not seen the effect yet, but Han Yiming is the most attentive person. As for Chen Rufeng's disciple's aura, his spiritual shield trembled, but Han Yiming didn't care about it at all.