Here, Shen Ruofu and Lu Jingxin were not fuel-efficient lamps, but suddenly they were named "demons" and implicated in Lingshan, and they didn't dare to argue at will for a while. But the two of them also responded very quickly, Lu Jingxin said first: "Nonsense! Your approach is called demon! Obedient and wanton, this is called demon!" Shen Ruofu said: "It's hard to say that the blue and white little canglong has the ability to identify demons, and only bites demons! Otherwise, how can you not bite others." It can be seen that all things have spirits, and you think that everyone is like you, with cloudy eyes, and there is no distinction between good and bad? You must know that evil is good and bad!"

Speaking of the blue and white little dragon biting Senior Brother Fang, the disciple surnamed Song jumped up like a mouse having been stepped on his tail and said, "What, what did you say? Looking for death?" Shen Ruofu sneered: "Looking for death? I don't know who is looking for death? You and I are afraid that you will not succeed? If you want to fight, you will be beaten, mother-in-law and mother-in-law, it is really angry!"

He was quick to speak, and before he finished speaking, the Gangrui sword flew into his hand and pointed directly at the other party. The disciple surnamed Song was furious: "You fucking looking for death! You Lingshan Sect can't do anything about it? The following bullying is really unbearable!" Han Yiming's heart moved, listening to his words, the people of Pingbo Dao really told them about the past? Shen Ruofu next to him had already rushed to say: "Ha, what is the name of rebellion? What is the following bullying? What are you worthy of me? Who have I acted against? You are not afraid of the fart enlarged and flashed your crotch!"

The disciples of the Pingbo Daoist over there all jumped up, and the aura on the peachwood sword in their hands surged up, thinking that Shen Ruofu's words later angered them, and they hated the same enemy. Here, Han Yiming and Lu Jingxin had already summoned the sword in their hands, in case the other party suddenly pounced, and Shen Ruofu would suffer. Shen Ruofu was intent on letting out all the wretched qi he had suffered in the past, and sneered: "Ha, what do you mean by bullying you below? Didn't Pingbo Lao Dao teach you to be a disciple? Also, he is such a person, how can he teach a good disciple? It's because he is old and thick-skinned, and if someone else becomes such a master, I'm afraid that he will be so ashamed that he will die headlong!"

Shen Ruofu's mouth was sharp, and all the disciples of the Pingbo Daoist jumped violently, and for a while, the aura over there was dazzling, and all kinds of means and spells were cast on this side. Fortunately, Han Yiming and Lu Jingxin were already on guard, Han Yiming took the lead, and the sword light of the shadow chasing the wind flickered, shattering the many spiritual lights that rushed in front of him, but Lu Jingxin was motionless, and when the many spiritual lights were in front of him, he suddenly stretched out his hand to stop them, and stopped them three feet in front of him. Lu Jingxin first added a barrier to this side, and only then did the aura on the sword also be stimulated, and it swung towards the other party!

With this move, it was easy not to stop, and the disciples of the Pingbo Dao people wished they could knock them down earlier, so that they could pounce on them and fill them with old fists to vent their anger. The three of them here have long been displeased with the people of Pingbodao, and they are angry, and their grievances are rolled up like a tide, so they do not show weakness. Lu Jingxin is a cultivator of more than a hundred years, and he is extremely smart, so he has a lot of comprehension, and he can deal with a few disciples of Pingbo Dao. Although Han Yiming said that he only knew a few spells, in addition to the "Thousand Jun Slash", he had always been very handy, extremely proficient, and more than a thousand times more powerful than the other party The characters have been encountered, which can be regarded as quite experienced, the other party is more than a few people, as long as he deals with it carefully, there will be no mistakes.

However, Shen Ruofu is actually the weakest link among the three. He has only been cultivating for a few years, and he can't use the sword skills to the place of transcendence, and other spells are even more mediocre. But with Lu Jingxin and Han Yiming in front of him, he was safe and sound, and he could still sneer at the disciples of the Pingbo Dao people with sharp words. Han Yiming didn't expect this little senior brother to be stronger than him in terms of spells, but for Shen Ruofu, intelligence was his weapon. Just like Yuan Hui.

This Fang Luo Gu is hidden, there are only three people, but there are more than a dozen people on the other side, and they are all nearly a hundred years of cultivation, Pingbo Dao people have opened their doors widely, and they have received far more disciples than the Lingshan faction, and they do not have as many attention as the Lingshan faction, so he also has few junior disciples like Han Yiming and Shen Ruofu. But because of this, many of his disciples can only be regarded as middle-class qualifications, with limited comprehension, and their cultivation is slow to advance. Therefore, the two sides fought without a win. This made the disciples of the Pingbo Dao people unable to get off the stage, and the number of people was defeated, or the number of people was several times greater than the other party, but they could not fight for the upper hand, wouldn't the old faces of hundreds of years have been lost? More and more intense, more than a dozen peachwood swords flashed, and all kinds of spells were thrown over, but they could only have a draw with the two people here, and the sharp-toothed Lingshan disciple didn't even touch the corners of their clothes, so they were so angry that they couldn't deal with themselves. There is no intention of stopping, and it seems that the three people here must be beaten to the ground, so that they can get out of their hearts. It's just that it backfired, and the more I fought, the more I felt that this evil breath not only couldn't get out, but added two more bad breaths, which was really unpleasant, and I couldn't hold it back. After a period of chaos, the idea of getting angry has become a kind of stubbornness, no matter the result, it is bound to be defeated!

Here, Han Yiming and Lu Jingxin were bored. The two of them dealt with that side for a while, and they realized that neither side could win. Although there are many people on the other side, there is nothing surprising at all, both of them have seen powerful characters, and the difference between the world and the world is really different from them, and these many people together are not enough to deal with the Maha with one hand. Not to mention the white dragon, the innate spiritual power is even more beyond the reach of these people. Han Yiming and Lu Jingxin were not afraid of them, but they didn't want to fight anymore. But at this time, no one can speak. The two sides are evenly matched, and whoever speaks first will be suspected of showing weakness. Although Lu Jingxin and Han Yiming were not as unreasonable as the disciples of the Pingbo Daoren, they also knew that as soon as they opened their mouths, they gave each other an opportunity to take advantage of. Or the idea is to suppress the other party first, then talk about it, suppress the other party, and then bring it up to stop, and the other party will also take advantage of the situation. But if you are suppressed by the other party and propose to stop, you will only be pressed to the end by the other party.

Seeing that he couldn't fight for a long time, Han Yiming couldn't help but think in his heart: "If you use a thousand jun to cut ......" It's just that he has only used this thousand jun once since he learned it, and how many Hali Maha are there in the world......

While he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard someone say: "Hey, aren't these the junior disciples of the Pingbo Dao Chief's sect? There are also junior disciples of the Lingshan faction! Why are you fighting? Stop! There is something to say!" This voice was very calm, and with these words, a white light flashed, and a white light stood up between the two factions, blocking all kinds of means used by both sides towards each other.