Clearly and calmly said: "White Dragon, I sympathize with your experience. But I can't lend you the sword! I myself am not sorry to die, but my siblings have been with me for many years, and as soon as this sword is in your hands, Venerable Qinglong may blame my fellow disciple, and I cannot ignore the lives of my fellow disciples. If you really want to take this sword, it's okay, you can kill me first, and then you can take it!But I won't be restrained!" Han Yiming looked at Bai Long with two eyes, and then at Mingxi! Bai Long's face was cold, and there was a little silver light between his eyebrows, slightly murderous. After saying that clearly, he threw it casually, and the sword of the rhinoceros "whoosh" turned into a ray of light and returned to the scabbard on his back, so fast that people couldn't see it!

Bai Long's face was expressionless, and he turned to look at Han Yiming. Han Yiming felt that he was not selfish, but as soon as Bai Long's cold gaze came, he involuntarily lowered his head to avoid it. What he thinks in his heart is the same as clarity, and the clarity has already been said, and he does not have to repeat it. If you want to say it yourself, you may not be able to say it as clearly as you are. But Jue Bailong looked at himself coldly, and as soon as he gritted his teeth and raised his head, Bailong's cold gaze had already passed over Han Yiming and looked at Yuan Hui!

Han Yiming also looked at Yuan Hui, and his heart became apprehensive. Yuan Hui is also unpredictable now, I don't know if he will lend the sword to the white dragon? Yuan Hui looked down at the blood-congealed sword in his hand, and said, "Well, this sword can't be lent either." They are not yet the same faction, they are all thought by the same sect. I'm also a faction, and I should think about it for the same family, so this sword can't be lent!" Han Yiming breathed a sigh of relief, but he was very sad in his heart, he couldn't say a word, and he didn't dare to look at the white dragon, he lowered his head and looked at the white mist enchantment below.

For a moment, there was silence. In the enchantment, it was as if it had been frozen. The white dragon laughed, his voice was like thunder, Han Yiming felt sad in his heart, knowing that if he didn't borrow the sword at this time, it would be like forcing the white dragon to die, but the borrowed word couldn't be said no matter what, and he couldn't say it when he died. The words of clarity could not be clearer, what is the matter of oneself, it is fearless, but the lives of the same disciples cannot be ignored.

Suddenly, his wrist went numb, his palm and the tiger's mouth were in severe pain, and the Ming Yuan Sword struggled in Han Yiming's hand as if it had life. Han Yiming was shocked, only to see that the Mingyuan sword gradually emitted light, the hilt of the sword was also hot, and the long sword turned in the palm of his hand. The hilt of the sword was originally in the shape of a long circle that fit perfectly in the hand, and it was held in the hand, just in the right place. But at this time, the sword kept spinning, and the hilt of the sword also turned in the palm of his hand, and he wanted to hold it firmly as usual, but he could no longer hold it. The palm of his hand was painful for the hilt of the sword, and the tiger's mouth was numb.

Han Yiming didn't have time to think about it, and regardless of the pain in the tiger's mouth, he reached out and grabbed it, grabbing it a few times in a row, Mingyuan's sword just floated in the air, turning from the tip of the sword to the head of the sword, so that he could see it clearly, and he could touch it, but he couldn't grasp it. Han Yiming was also stubborn, the more he couldn't catch it, the more he had to grab it, and grabbed the hilt of Mingyuan's sword a few times in a row, completely ignoring the pain that his right hand was hit by the hilt that kept turning like a wheel.

He grabbed it a few times, but he didn't catch it, and he couldn't help but feel angry, and he put his hands out together, and grabbed it a few more times, but he didn't catch it. Suddenly stopped his hand, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, clenched his fist with his empty hand, stabbed his numb palm with his nails, and calmed his mind, and after a while, he grabbed the hilt of the Mingyuan Sword, grabbed it, and fished the Mingyuan Sword in the palm of his hand!

Grabbed the Ming Yuan sword, raised his head, and saw that the white dragon had already held a sword as red as blood in his hand, and the slender sword body was the Tengjiao sword! Han Yiming hurriedly looked at Yuan Hui, there was blood dripping between Yuan Hui's hands, and his expression was annoyed and unwilling, but his sword had been snatched by the white dragon in his hand! The white dragon pointed at his hand, and Yuan Hui stopped moving, and was determined to float in the air.

Han Yiming immediately turned his head to the other side to look at Ming. Mingxi's expression was solemn, his eyes were calm, his left hand was erected in front of his chest, his right hand was pointing upwards with two fingers, and above the fingers of his right hand, a long sword was horizontal in the air. Han Yiming couldn't help but widen his eyes when he looked at the sword. It wasn't the first time he had seen the Sword, but it was the first time he had seen it in its true form. Looking back, the slashing sword is as colored as gold, bright as the sun, and clearly held in the hand, as if grasping a beam of sunlight in the hand!

At this time, there was no overflowing aura on the rhino sword, and the bright color showed its true body. From the head of the sword to the tip of the sword, the sword is actually made in one go, there is no visible splicing, the whole body is gray and white, it looks very ordinary, it is like a stone that can be seen everywhere. Han Yiming held the Ming Yuan Sword tightly in his hand, but his eyes looked at the sword carefully, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that it was a stone. He didn't know anything else, he didn't know much about the sword, but he couldn't be mistaken about the stone. Stone is the most ordinary thing in the world, everyone knows it, and you can never be mistaken!

The stone that was made into the rhino sword was the most common stone in the world, no matter how Han Yiming looked at it, it was the most ordinary mountain stone, with slight gray and white stone patterns. On the blade of the sword, the pits are concave and not smooth, and there are even sharp stone edges and corners protruding. The rhino sword was completely a rough feldstone shaped like a sword, not a sword made of gold and iron! Han Yiming was surprised that the rhino sword was so rough, and it could even be said to be sloppy. In general, most swords are exquisitely cast and beautifully shaped. It has nothing to do with the word roughness, but the rhino sword is very different from all the swords that Han Yiming has ever seen, and it is really not bad at all in terms of great ingenuity and great ingenuity.

His eyes looked at the Slashing Sword, but his right hand was tightly grasping the Ming Yuan Sword, and he was clearly in a stalemate with the White Dragon. The white dragon still didn't care, as if he was in a stalemate with Clarity, but it was just done casually. Clear but his face was solemn, his eyes flashed, and he stared at the white dragon tightly. Han Yiming watched them hold each other, and he couldn't stop reciting the sword trick in his heart, hoping that the sword trick could not be done for himself, and take the Ming Yuan sword back from the white dragon's grasp!

Suddenly, I saw that on the rhino sword, a flash of inspiration, the rhino sword "swish", flew away from the top of Mingxi's head, and the white dragon reached out and grabbed the sword in his hand. Almost at the same time, Han Yiming's palms were hot, the tiger's mouth was numb, and the Ming Yuan Sword had turned into a ray of golden light and came out of his hand.

He originally grabbed the Mingyuan Sword tightly, but at this time, the Mingyuan Sword was out of his hand, and if he wanted to catch it again, he couldn't do it anymore. Bai Long laughed: "Do you want your consent to borrow the sword?" Hmph, I have given you a chance several times, and you have all pushed back, then I am no wonder!"

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There will be another update later today. Thank you very much for your concern, and the soldiers are very moved to see the words of concern left by the book friends! What is the purpose of the code word? It is to be able to tell the story in their hearts, and the book friends also like this story. Seeing everyone's support, Bingbing felt very relieved and will continue to tell everyone. Life is endless, and the code words are not stopped!