I only heard someone shouting: "The white dragon's spiritual light is about to disperse! Don't rob everyone, come one by one! Everyone has something to gain!" When Han Yiming heard this, he was extremely angry, tears couldn't stop flowing, and he couldn't help but scold out loud while holding the hilt of the sword! But when he opened his mouth just now, he could already hear the exclamations of everyone around him, and he hurriedly looked down. The white dragon, which was already lying on the ground and was unrecognizable, actually flew upward!

Han Yiming was also considered to be agile, he immediately closed his mouth, and with a flick of his finger on the hilt of the sword, the Ming Yuan Sword had already flown away with him with a "swish"! Even if he flashed fast, he dodged just now, and the white dragon had already leapt past him! If he was a little slower, he would collide with each other! He would inevitably be smashed by the white dragon!

Before he could stop, a huge shadow had already passed through the sky above him! Han Yiming looked up. Under the sun, high in the air, the white dragon's body churned and writhed, bringing a shadow that swept by! The white dragon was churning in the air, its huge body undulating in the air, and drips of white blood were spilled down again! In an instant, Han Yiming looked up, tears kept sliding down his cheeks, and he felt that the white dragon was unwilling to die like this! Even if he was already about to die, he was unwilling to do so!

Suddenly, I heard someone shouting, "Be careful, be careful!" The white dragon's body froze in the air, and in the blink of an eye, it fell downward. Although Han Yiming was sad, he didn't want to seek death, and he didn't dare to stay, he controlled the Mingyuan sword, looked at the falling body above his head, and dodged in all directions!

The white dragon's huge head drooped downward, and above that skull, there were already two chilling holes in his eyes. One dragon's whisker was gone, and the other was only a short stretch! Drops of white blood fell faster than his skull, and they had rushed to the earth first, and everyone scattered in all directions, flying upward. With a "boom," the white dragon's head hit the ground first, raising a puff of choking smoke and dust! Immediately after that, his body also jumped down flat, a long one, and his originally curled body slowly straightened! Han Yiming knew that the white dragon was going to die!

Although people are more touched by death! But to see a spiritual creature that could have been immortal die and die like this, his heart was shocked! For a moment, there was nothing to respond to except sadness, shock, and hope! Seeing the slender and perfect body that was once as shiny as jade slammed on the ground, filled with smoke and dust, he couldn't help but close his eyes!

Suddenly, someone patted him on the shoulder, Han Yiming hurriedly turned his head away, blinked vigorously, wiped his face with his sleeve, and then turned his head, only to see Sima Lingyi coming to his side at some point, and a few senior brothers, also standing silently on the side, looking very unbearable. Sima Lingyi said: "Little junior brother, you ......" Before he could say a word, there was a sudden sound of gasping and screaming around!

Before Han Yiming could bow his head, a black shadow had already passed over his head! Before he could react, a broken dragon tail had already swept across his head and face. There were countless disciples of various sects standing up and down here, and several senior brothers of other sects who flew slightly higher above Han Yiming were all smashed by the huge dragon tail without screaming, and then fell down! This sudden change, could the white dragon that had stopped moving alive again? Or was he not dead at all? Han Yiming blinked, glanced blankly at the senior brother, and then looked at the dragon tail that had smashed to the top of his head! The scalp above his head was numb, and he was stupid, just staring blankly! Not only him, but even the countless disciples around him were stupid, stunned by the dragon tail that carried the power of opening mountains and splitting stones!

There were two people around him who flew over like arrows from the string, and a white circle flashed, heading towards the dragon's tail! Zhao Haoyang quickly swept past everyone with a flash of sword light and a cold intent, cutting off the dragon's tail, intending to cut off the dragon's tail. But the dragon's tail was bent so unexpectedly that his blue water sword only cut off the dragon's tail, but it failed to stop the dragon's tail, and the dragon's tail passed by him and smashed towards everyone. Lu Yueqing's Ruyi Ring flashed, with a white light, infinitely magnified, and quickly encircled everyone in the circle! Chen Weiyu shouted: "What are you doing?!" Han Yiming was swept by the Fifth Senior Uncle and the blue water sword light with a compelling chill, and he shivered, and saw that the master and the fourth senior uncle had already rushed up and stopped in front of him, and the clear light of the Ruyi Ring brightened, like a barrier appeared in the sky! The cold light of the Qingshuang Sword Dao Dao ran upward, but it could not stop the dragon tail. And the bald tail as thick as a tree had smashed on the top of the two of them, and they were shocked, and shouted, "Master, Uncle!" but they just opened their mouths and couldn't scream!

In an instant, his eyes lit up, and the Ruyi ring was clear and bright, and everyone in the circle had already spun away, avoiding the earth-shattering blow! But the bald tail smashed the top of Lu Yueqing's head, and Han Yiming's soul was scattered! Before he could blink an eye, Chen Weiyao's Qingshuang sword flashed, came out of his hand, and did not enter the dragon's tail! Originally, it was extremely close, the Qingshuang sword did not enter the dragon, Chen Weiyu was swept by the dragon's tail, and his entire body was swept out and motionless! In an instant, Han Yiming heard his own voice: "Master! Choked up indistinctly! Chen Weiyu's spell on him has been lifted! Han Yiming's tears were like rain, and he couldn't cry!

Someone behind him pulled him hard, Han Yiming struggled hard, broke free, and flew forward. Sima Lingyi's voice behind him was getting farther and farther away, and he couldn't even look back! Seeing that his uncle and master had no power to fight back, how could he remain indifferent? Now he could hear his trembling voice! The dragon tail had swept in front of him, and Han Yiming just stared blankly at the vague figures of his master and uncle, not knowing where to chase him, and he had no thoughts!

Countless sword lights rushed from behind him, hitting the dragon tail in front of him, causing dust to fly and scales shattering! But the dragon tail still swept over him! Before Han Yiming's Mingyuan sword could be waved, the overwhelming power of the mountains and seas had already pressed his whole body and clothes to move, and even the scalp on the top of his head was numb!

He knew that it was too late, and it was too late to urge the Mingyuan Sword at this time! But the Mingyuan Sword suddenly heated up, and in the gray darkness that had enveloped him, in the sword light that was pouring like raindrops behind him, the Mingyuan Sword was the brightest! Han Yiming moved his hand, and the Mingyuan Sword "buzzed", and it was already out of his hand, and a brilliant light was instantly spread on top of his head! But the dragon tail still broke through the Huaguang and pressed in, still shooting down towards the top of his head! Han Yiming settled down, death, it was coming so soon! It was so fast that he didn't expect it!

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