readx;? Han Yiming made up his mind, Xingchen asked him to wait for his sake. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info gently lifted the Mingyuan Sword and looked at it, Chen Rufeng's disciple outside the Blue Dragon Spirit Shield was trying to break the Blue Dragon Spirit Shield and came in, when he suddenly saw him raise the sword, they all shouted: "He's going to do it! He's going to do it!" Han Yiming looked at the Mingyuan Sword, and then raised his head to look at Tan Zichao.

Tan Zichao was still floating in the air, his whole glow was glowing, and the red light in the center of his eyebrows had penetrated into the magic circle below, although Han Yiming was not proficient in spells, he also knew that these disciples who did it to themselves were not difficult, and it was this magic circle that was difficult. But Tan Zichao didn't have the ability to control this magic circle immediately, maybe his cultivation was not enough, or maybe he hadn't driven this magic circle before, so he came to communicate with the spiritual power of the magic circle at this time, and wanted to use this magic circle to defeat himself.

Before coming here, Han Yiming had always thought about not getting along with Chen Rufeng's disciples, after all, he had been good to himself in the past, even if they wanted to say and scold, he would endure it. After all, Chen Rufeng is dead, Han Yiming still has inevitable guilt, he never thought of doing anything to Chen Rufeng, if he and Chen Rufeng meet a strong enemy together, he will not let Chen Rufeng fight against a strong enemy alone. And he clearly remembered that day, the red light in Chen Rufeng's eyes lit up, and he reached out to grab it back, but there was a green frost sword in his chest.

He had always wanted to forget this scene, and he hadn't thought about it since that night, and when he remembered it, his right hand also hurt. A sharp blade appeared on the wall after Chen Rufeng fell to the ground, he reached out to grab it, and the moment he stretched out his hand, the Qingshuang Sword had already cut him in two! Chen Rufeng's aura soared, and it was his own aura that sprayed over, scattering his spiritual power, and disappearing without a trace, and Chen Rufeng was truly silent.

As he thought of these pasts one by one, Han Yiming's right hand turned pitch black, as if he had been licked by flames. Han Yiming lowered his head and stared at his hand, this was the moment he was injured by Chen Rufeng's spiritual power when he killed Chen Rufeng that day. Han Yiming has been hiding this scar, and then the scar slowly faded, and after it faded completely, Han Yiming no longer took this to heart. And now the scar is revealed, bringing out the past of that night.

In addition to the spirit shield, Chen Rufeng's disciples also stared at his right hand, grief and indignation, the black shape was the shape of Chen Rufeng's spirit flame, and everyone in the sect knew it. At this time, everyone was extremely indignant, and they all said: "In the past, he pretended to be innocent, but he was the murderer! Han Yiming couldn't understand it more clearly, and pinched the hilt of Ming Yuan's sword, the matter had come to this point, and it was useless to say anything. It's just that there must be a reason why Xingchen asked him to wait for the moment, and Han Yiming also carefully thought about what tricks to use against Chen Rufeng's disciples. Although Chen Rufeng has many disciples, his cultivation is really not outstanding, and he can't withstand Han Yiming's action, if he really does it, he will definitely kill and injure a lot. Han Yiming still didn't want to hurt Chen Rufeng's disciples, even if it was such a group fight, there were fewer people beating them, and he didn't want to hurt his disciples.

Suddenly, a voice in his heart chuckled: "The head is difficult to be good today." No matter how lightly you start, many of the results are already doomed to be irreversible. Today is life and death, and you still hesitate so much?" This voice was the one he had heard before, but it was the voice of the stars. Han Yiming woke up with these words, and clenched the hilt of Mingyuan's sword with his hand, although he was tormented in his heart, he already understood that this day would come sooner or later, Chen Rufeng's disciple would never let him go alive, and it was delusional to want to retreat without moving his hands. It doesn't matter if you die, but the Lingshan Sect will definitely retake the path they have traveled through today and die in their hands one by one. Yes, Lingshan is a demonic path, and these so-called fellow Daoists will never let go, and they are not the same way as Lingshan!

Han Yiming glanced at Tan Zichao, and now his whole body was glowing with a slight red light, and even his eyes were glowing red, obviously raising the cultivation of his whole body. Suddenly, I felt extremely contemptuous, I have stood for so long, and he has not been able to raise his cultivation to the best? Then why should he be extinguished here? If cultivation is also the weak and the strong, Lingshan must be on the strong side. They suddenly understood that because the Lingshan was too strong, even though they had no quarrel with the world, the Lingshan that only focused on cultivation would still become the devil in their eyes, and it would be destroyed in a flash! They were worried that one day the Lingshan would attack them, and the teachers and elders would have no quarrel with the world, and then they would concentrate on cultivating the Dao, they would all be a threat in their eyes, so there would be so many people who wanted to destroy the Lingshan.

Xingchen's voice said softly: "The head finally understands. Only the head of the family figured it out, and Lingshan had a way to live. His voice was slight, but what flashed in front of Han Yiming's eyes were the former division commanders of Lingshan, who were instantly inexplicably sad and indignant, and waved the Mingyuan sword and said: "Come up, since you want to fight to the death with me, then come up!"

Even more sad and angry than Han Yiming are Chen Rufeng's disciples, for them, Han Yiming is a great revenge for killing the teacher, and he is so arrogant when he comes to the door, which is simply a great shame for the sect. They tried to kill this man repeatedly, but they never succeeded in honoring Master with his death. Even if they asked Pingbo to go to Lingshan, they couldn't kill Han Yiming and became their heart disease, but they didn't want Han Yiming to come to the door at this time, how could they let it go. Therefore, they rushed up, wishing to put him to death. In fact, they also thought about it for a long time, and thought about it thoroughly, thinking that Han Yiming would not come, but they didn't expect him to come like this.

Han Yiming figured it out instantly, the Mingyuan sword in his hand lit up, and the resentful spirit swam in the sword, waiting for him to strike. Han Yiming glanced at Tan Zichao, and suddenly heard one of Chen Rufeng's disciples say: "His spirit shield is very strong, it can't be broken, how can this be good?" Han Yiming looked at him, this person's face was not familiar. Chen Rufeng's disciples he also saw on the way to slay the dragon, and what he can remember is Tan Zichao's four people. In fact, if it weren't for Chen Rufeng's sudden death, he wouldn't know these four disciples of Chen Rufeng. As for the other disciples, Han Yiming couldn't remember it even more. In the past, I felt that it was their misunderstanding that they regarded themselves as enemies, but today I have figured it out, it is definitely not a misunderstanding, and sooner or later I will have today's confrontation with them.

Suddenly, the Blue Dragon Spirit Shield was gone, and the disciples under Chen Rufeng's sect were all stunned for a moment and stopped. Han Yiming looked at them again and said, "Why did you stop? Aren't you trying to kill me?" A disciple said: "Be careful, this person is cunning! His blue dragon spirit shield is gone, who knows what strange moves there are, everyone be careful!" Han Yiming glanced at Tan Zichao, he was still floating in the air, his body was flushed with a faint red, and the red in his eyes was getting stronger and stronger. Han Yiming naturally knew that he was urging the magic circle to be his enemy, but if he was facing the enemy, he would have to spend so many hours urging the magic circle, wouldn't he be looking for death?

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