Ping Bo sneered: "Little rabbit cub, do you think you can still get rid of the rabbit in your hands today? You will be caught today! Your Lingshan is long gone, you empty head, hum, there is no need to stay!" Han Yiming also sneered: "You have abandoned the former master and left it until now, I want to stay even more!" Ping Bo laughed, his face hideous: "Stay? In this way, you have no intention of living for a long time, and you will not be able to beat me to death at any time!

Ping Bo was furious, his lips moved faster, and Han Yiming was very careful since he knew that he was holding a spell. But for some reason, the flash of light on the Pinami Peach Sword was the same as before, and there was no intention of speeding up. Han Yiming said in his heart: "Could it be that he wants to make a big spell? a spell like a thousand jun slashes, so it can't be done quickly." Thinking of this, his heart tightened, Pingbo was already very difficult to deal with today, if he really made a big spell, he would most likely not be his opponent. Maybe he will really be beaten to death! Han Yiming has long stopped putting life and death in his heart, if he is not the head of Lingshan, he has been repeatedly told by his senior brothers to live, so that he can be hostile to Pingbo in the future, so that Lingshan can have the possibility of making a comeback, and he would have fought to the death with Pingbo a long time ago. It is naturally best to end up with Pingbo, if not, at least Pingbo will not dare to be so arrogant again.

At this time, it was urgent, and Han Yiming said in his heart: "How can this be good? I must not lose to this evil Daoist." "Suddenly an idea came to him, he used his great spell, can't I also use Qianjun Slash? Qianjun Slash is the most difficult spell Han Yiming has learned, and he doesn't practice it on weekdays. This kind of spell is not used every day, and Han Yiming is not a green bamboo mark, so he has never taken out the Qianjun slash and practiced it repeatedly. I was in a hurry, and naturally remembered this killer god trick.

Han Yiming settled down, Sima Lingyi had taught him to transform spells on his fingers in the past, and he had learned it at that time. At this time, his fingers were uncertain, and the Blue Frost Sword had already emitted a cold light, swinging straight towards Pingbo. But in his heart, he began to recite the mantra of a thousand slashes. For him, the mantra of Qianjun Slash was a very simple few words, and after a short time, he had recited it at least hundreds of times, and there was no other movement except for the sword light of the Shadow Chasing the Wind Sword. The aura on the Mahogany sword of the Pingbo Dao man was tightly contained, only rotating around him, and did not hit.

It was at this time that Han Yiming knew that he was right. After he recited the Qianjun Slash, the Shadow Chasing Wind Sword was not as sharp as before, no longer rushing with one sword, the ice cluster frost flower cyan sword light slowly retracted inward, circling around him, just like Pingbo. Han Yiming stared at Ping Bo with his eyes, today is a battle of life and death, his sword light can't penetrate to kill Ping Bo, and he doesn't know if Ping Bo's sword light can penetrate the sword light of the shadow chasing the wind, and force him to come in and kill himself. But there is no doubt about one thing, and that is that whoever makes this great spell first will win. Qianjun didn't come just as he wanted to, Han Yiming was a little anxious, and he had to try his best to calm down. But seeing that there was no movement on Pingbo's side, knowing that his spells couldn't be done for a while, his heart was a little more peaceful. He dealt with Pingbo wholeheartedly, and he couldn't be distracted by He Sansi's side for a long time, although He Sansi always said that his spells were not good, but the Pingbo people didn't come around at this time, so his spells couldn't be wrong.

Retracting his mind, Han Yiming's heart is stable, and now it depends on Pingbo and himself whose spell is achieved first, and whoever succeeds first will have a chance of winning. Both of them quietly cast spells, the mantra of Qianjun Chop rolled in Han Yiming's heart, he stared at Ping Bo with both eyes, Qianjun Chop didn't know when it would be done, but as long as Ping Bo had a move, Han Yiming would take the lead. It's not a for tat with Pingbo, Han Yiming knows that as long as he hesitates a little, he will lose to Pingbo, and he has to strike first. Suddenly, I only heard Pingbo scolding: "Little rabbit cub, you want to use a spell to defeat me, and be your mother's spring and autumn dream!" Han Yiming was full of slashes at this time, where to fight with him for this tongue, but he never heard it.

Ping Bo sneered: "Your spell is useless!" Han Yiming didn't say anything, but he heard the sky far away, and someone said loudly: "Who said that the spell of my Lingshan head is useless?" A person with a long sword in his hand flew from the sky, and in a blink of an eye, he flew to Han Yiming's side, turned around, and faced Ping Bo. This person was dressed in a green robe, his body was quite weathered, the long sword in his hand was facing Pingbo, and a pair of eyes were also staring at Pingbo, but it was Xu Ziwei. He came suddenly, Han Yiming was stunned for a moment, paused, opened his mouth, but said nothing. Ping Bo raised his head, looked at Xu Ziwei with a pair of eyes, and sneered: "It turned out to be you! Didn't you leave Lingshan a long time ago? Could it be that those who left Lingshan should also be regarded as Lingshan disciples?"

Xu Ziwei didn't look back at Han Yiming, and after a while, he said, "I have never left Lingshan. I was originally a disciple of Lingshan. Now, in the future, it will be extinguished, and I am also a disciple of Lingshan!" he said in a low voice, but he said very sharply. Han Yiming was not moved, but just looked at it coldly. He was already hard-hearted, and he would not be moved by these words at this time, so he only couldn't stop thinking about Qianjun in his heart. Pingbo Daoist looked Xu Ziwei up and down, and at the end, he said: "You don't have any eyesight, you just have to mess around in the sect that is already at the end of the road! You might as well come to my Wanxuan view, I can let you cultivate further, your qualifications, I appreciate it very much, don't hope that this kid can turn over." You are knowledgeable, why bother to go to the dark on a road?" Pingbo glanced at Han Yiming, this glance was very vicious and contemptuous. It is a contempt for Lingshan, but it is also a precursor to his poisonous hands!

Xu Ziwei said coldly: "Don't worry about it." I have made up my mind, I am a disciple of Lingshan, so I naturally have to work hard for the head of Lingshan, if the Taoist chief has any tricks, just use it against me. If you want to harm the head of my Lingshan, I will fight to the death. The Taoist has stepped on himself, and then he is the one who goes to find my master!" Ping Bo sneered: "You are really cheap! He doesn't treat you as a fellow disciple, and you still risk your life to protect him? In this world, there is no one like you who is so lowly!" Xu Ziwei did not move on his face, ignoring Ping Bo's words, but the long sword in his hand flashed brightly, getting brighter and brighter.