Qian Ruohua was shocked, no matter how high his cultivation was, he couldn't block Han Yiming's blow! But Han Yiming came too fast, he couldn't dodge, and the sword had already pressed on top of his head. Qian Ruohua shouted, waved his hand, and with a loud "dang", the Mingyuan Sword and the Seven Rings Treasure Mirror had collided together. Han Yiming's whole person pressed on the hilt of Mingyuan's sword and pressed down hard. Where could Qian Ruohua below be worthy of the Ming Yuan Sword, and immediately knelt down. Although he did not hold the seven-ring mirror, but the seven-ring mirror was driven by him, and this time the seven-ring mirror was pressed, and he was also pressed by Mount Tai, overwhelmed, and barely supported.

Pingbo originally thought that Han Yiming was rushing towards him, and he wanted to fight to the death with him, but he never expected Han Yiming to turn around and pounce on the Seven Ring Treasure Mirror, which was the magic weapon he brought out from the Ten Thousand Laws Xuanmen, he has always loved it like a treasure, and every time he uses it, he is extremely careful. Last time, Han Yiming broke a link, so that he couldn't see the traces of the Lingshan disciples at any time, which made him very annoyed. Later, I thought of countless methods, but I couldn't fix the broken link. At this time, seeing that Han Yiming was going to destroy his seven-ring treasure mirror, he had already changed his tricks, and the Dao aura went straight to Han Yiming's heart.

Han Yiming pressed down wholeheartedly, and Qian Ruohua was already kneeling on the ground, inch by inch. The aura of the Pingbo Dao people hit Han Yiming's heart, and the spirit shield had already turned around, blocking the aura of all. Pingbo pounced straight up, but couldn't pounce on it. The Ming Yuan Sword and the Seven Rings Treasure Mirror were full of aura, and Han Yiming and Qian Ruohua had already been encircled in the aura, and Pingbo's aura couldn't get in, and he couldn't pounce on it.

The blade of the Ming Yuan Sword was full of pale golden aura, overflowing in all directions. The mirror surface of the seven-ring treasure mirror glows with snow, white and blue. Han Yiming pressed the hilt of Ming Yuan's sword, the Seven Rings Treasure Mirror was extremely powerful, Han Yiming knew that Pingbo's whirlwind was terrible, but the Seven Rings Treasure Mirror was also terrifying. Mu Zhi who has been illuminated by the seven-ring treasure mirror will die of stiffness, and if it shines on people, it will be difficult to survive. Therefore, as soon as the seven-ring treasure mirror moved, not only Lingshan's fellow disciples, but also Pingbo's accomplices dodged everywhere, just because they were afraid that it would hit themselves. If there was no seven-ring treasure mirror, the safety of Lingshan Tongmen could also worry less about one layer, so he instantly moved his mind and went straight to the seven-ring treasure mirror.

Han Yiming wanted to raise his hand and slash seventeen or eight swords in a row at the Seven-Ring Treasure Mirror, and when he smashed Lingshan, he cut a wound on the Seven-Ring Treasure Mirror with one sword. Therefore, he wanted to be the same as he was then, but his hand could not be lifted, and the sword of Narubuchi was extremely heavy at this time, and his hand was tightly glued to the hilt. Han Yiming gritted his teeth, and he couldn't move it in the slightest, so he could only press the sword and press it down. The snow light on the seven-ring treasure mirror below pierced people and forced them to close their eyes, it was not a snow light, it was several snow lights, the smallest of them, the more outward the bigger it became. The seven-ring treasure mirror was cold, and it came straight up along the hilt of the sword. In a moment, Han Yiming's hands were frozen and numb. Qian Ruohua below was even more miserable, if he didn't have the Seven Ring Treasure Mirror, he would have been split into pieces by the Ming Yuan Sword a long time ago. But the Seven Rings Mirror and the Ming Yuan Sword were very heavy, he had fallen to his knees, he couldn't dodge if he wanted to, the Seven Rings Mirror was above his head, he could only grit his teeth and try his best to support it.

The numbness on Han Yiming's hands gradually rushed towards his head and face, and Han Yiming knew that he had been hit by the seven-ring treasure mirror. He threw himself on the mirror like this, and it happened to be a frontal shot. Han Yiming clenched his teeth and pressed down, and suddenly there was a trace of light in the white and blue snow light below. Han Yiming fixed his eyes and saw that on the mirror of the Seven Rings Treasure Mirror, where the blade of the Ming Yuan Sword was pressed, fine lines appeared, spreading out in all directions. In the blink of an eye, the fine lines are all over the mirror, as dense as a spider's web. With a loud "pop", the Seven-Ring Treasure Mirror had been crushed into countless pieces by the Mingyuan Sword, scattered to the ground. Qian Ruohua's body was light, he was old, and immediately rolled to the side. Han Yiming had already fallen to the ground with the Ming Yuan sword. He glanced back at Ping Bo, who was stunned and scolded. Han Yiming looked around, and the Seven-Ring Treasure Mirror was crushed by the Ming Yuan Sword, and it had long been shattered without a trace. Qian Ruohua shrank to the side and trembled, not knowing whether he was tired or frightened.

The Seven-Ring Treasure Mirror is Pingbo's favorite object, and seeing Han Yiming crush it, he can't do anything on the side, and he has already killed Han Yiming hundreds of times in his heart. Han Yiming fell to the ground, and all his strength was exhausted. Pingbo handed over the Seven Rings Treasure Mirror to Qian Ruohua, so he wanted to deal with himself with all his might. Han Yiming has seen the power of the Seven-Ring Treasure Mirror, although the people brought by Pingbo are the same as Lingshan, although they are lively, they are afraid of the Seven-Ring Treasure Mirror in their hearts. As long as the mirror shines, they all dodge, and Pingbo must have warned them that as long as the mirror shines, they dodge. Of course, if they are hit by the treasure mirror, then they will be killed and injured. However, the Lingshan faction can't afford to be damaged, there are not many people in the Lingshan faction, if there are a few of them, there is no possibility of winning at all.

Ping Bo scolded and pounced, although Han Yiming said that he had exhausted his strength, but Ping Bo was angry at this time, completely forgetting that he had cultivated himself, and there were countless powerful spells, so he rushed straight over, and he wanted to fight with Han Yiming. He forgot his spell, but Han Yiming remembered his swordsmanship, and he didn't have the strength to fight him, but he had the strength to dodge. At that moment, Edgeworth flew away, Pingbo came very fast, and he escaped extremely fast. Ping Bo became more and more angry, chased after him, and stretched out his hands straight forward, trying to choke his throat and pinch him to death!

Han Yiming and Pingbo chased and fled one by one, and the people of Lingshan and Pingbo's accomplices fought equally. Although there were few people in Lingshan, the spirit bones stopped half of Pingbo's accomplices. The spirit bone held the sword of clear water, and the sword light was shining with a wave. In the past, Zhao Haoyang's light and elegant swordsmanship was gone, but every time he swung a sword, he forced the Pingbo accomplices who pounced on him to retreat. The aura in the eye sockets of the spirit bones also flickered. Pingbo's accomplices also had sword light hitting the spirit bone, but it was as if they didn't hit. If it is lightly hit, it will leave no traces at all, and the spirit bones will not hurt or hurt. If you hit it hard, you will knock down a piece of the bones of the spirit bone, and in the blink of an eye, it will be sucked away by the spirit bone, and it will be attached back to the spirit bone. Therefore, the spirit bone is more difficult to fight than the people of the Lingshan Gate, and if it hits or not, it will not work.

At the beginning, Song Chuqun first surrounded the spirit bones with everyone, and after a few moves, it didn't work, so he immediately turned around, and as soon as he turned around, he met Feng Yuzao. He saw that Feng Yuzao's eyebrows were gray, his body was fat, and after the Lingshan landslide, he also chased after Feng Yuzao, only to see him keep dodging, and he didn't fight back, and he didn't see Feng Yuzao have any magic weapons for self-defense, and the spirit sword that everyone in Lingshan had, and he didn't see him wearing it. At this time, he naturally would not let go, and with a wave of his hand, a spiritual light of the peach wood sword had hit Feng Yuzao. Man was about to put Feng Yuzao in the face, but he saw Feng Yuzao's hands open and close, and pieces of leaves flew out of his hands, meeting his aura, becoming transparent, but also turning his aura.