Han Yiming knew why the people of Pingbomen had suffered Yu Weiyou's big loss at this time, and his resentment, with some evil, made him breathless, and he was very tired. Originally, he was young and energetic, but he stood here, but after only a moment, he felt tired and dizzy, and even became very difficult to stand. Suddenly, I only heard the little boy say: "Spirit Sword Protector." Han Yiming only felt a heat in his hands, and a burst of coolness came to his face, and he woke up for a while. The clusters of sword flowers on the Blue Frost Sword shot out, but instead of landing, they surrounded him and the boy in the middle, wandering around them. Han Yiming was taken aback, this little boy must have a considerable relationship with Lingshan in order to be like this. As if hearing what he was thinking, the little boy said, "Master, you now believe that I am a disciple of Lingshan." Then I will keep the sword and guard it for an hour, and after an hour, I will get rid of this evil. "Although he is young, his tone is not small, and he cannot be questioned. After he said this, he was already floating in the air, closing his eyes, but there was a pearly halo on his body. Han Yiming looked at him again, he seemed to be unconscious, just floating lightly in the air, moving lightly with the wind.

Yu Weiyou couldn't succeed for a while, and he was very unhappy when he listened to this little boy's words. But this little boy is really a spirited being. Yu Weiyou has seen too much than Han Yiming, because of his own disability, he is very yearning for such an aura of spirit. He couldn't tell what kind of spirit this child was, but aside from the fact that this child was a spirit body, the child's spiritual power alone was very pure. Even if he can take it for himself, wouldn't his future cultivation be beneficial? In a moment, his mind has changed so much, but Han Yiming's cultivation should not be underestimated. His resentful spirits have never been easy to use, and when he used it at this time, he was supposed to work in one fell swoop, but Han Yiming used the Qingshuang Sword to separate his resentful spirits from the side, and he couldn't get close. If his resentful spirit was close to Han Yiming and the little boy, but in a moment or three, their spiritual power would be sucked away by this resentful spirit, and it was useless for the resentful spirit to absorb this spiritual power, and he could not use it for his own use. But after exhausting Han Yiming's spiritual power, can't he do whatever he wants?

Therefore, Yu Weiyou didn't leave, but just floated into the air with a smile on his face, facing Han Yiming and the little boy, driving the resentful spirits around, and constantly absorbing Han Yiming's spiritual power. Those many resentful spirits were really powerful in absorbing spiritual power, and after a while, Han Yiming had already felt that his body was weak, and even the sword qi that had surrounded them was slowly becoming thinner, and in some places the sword qi had disappeared, but for a moment, the resentful spirits could not penetrate. Han Yiming's body is very weak, but at this moment, how can he continue to be strong? No matter how he wants to support it, as long as he is unable to do it and falls into the hands of Yu Weiyou, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Suddenly, through a burst of warmth in his chest, this warmth gave him endless strength, the Qingshuang sword in his hand lit up, and the frost on the blade condensed, clustered, Han Yiming only held the sword in front of his chest, and silently recited the four words "Spirit Sword Protector" that the little boy had recited, and the sword light was swirling for a while, and Yu Weiyou and his resentful spirits were stopped. It's just that this warmth came through, just for a moment, and after a while, Han Yiming's body softened again, and Yu Weiyou's resentment was so heavy that he was a little unexpected. No wonder Pingbo's subordinates can't support it, this demon really has its power. Yu Weiyou obviously also noticed Han Yiming's weakness, and suddenly smiled and said, "Master Han, your current cultivation is not as good as before! Now, let alone being ruthless, why is it getting weaker and weaker?" Han Yiming was also shocked in his heart, could it be that this is the case now, is it really that the cultivation he said is not as good as before? But when I heard this at this critical juncture, I was indescribably surprised in my heart.

Yu Weiyou said with a smile: "It turns out that our fate is here, and the head of Lingshan is nothing more than that, so let me go." What's so much about Lingshan that you can be nostalgic for? What's more, this Lingshan is now gone, but speaking of which, I quite admire you, and you can do it. You split the Lingshan with your own hands, if you change me, I may not be able to do it. If you split the Lingshan, you will have to bear the notoriety of splitting the Lingshan, I really don't know how you can bear it? Therefore, I don't care what others think of you, I still admire you here. Let's just tie this bond and practice together, how about we?"

He said beautiful words in his mouth, but Han Yiming knew that he was ruthless, but for a while, he couldn't take himself, so he delayed the moment or lured him to take advantage. He also knew that he had no strength, but he couldn't take it for a moment, so he took advantage of it. Han Yiming didn't pay attention to him, he just gritted his teeth and tried his best to support, he has never been weak, it was only after using Qianjun Slash that he felt that he was out of strength, but at this time it was different, the strength of his whole body was gone, and even the Qingshuang Sword in his hand was heavy. After a while, the clusters of sword light on the Qingfrost Sword were gone, only the cold came through, and even the arms were frozen.

Yu Weiyou was energetic, the smile on his face became thicker and thicker, and two round axes flew up and down around him, gradually forcing Han Yiming over. He no longer said those words of temptation, but approached to see how Han Yiming coped with it. At this time, he had already made it clear that he was going to kill Han Yiming as soon as possible, and Han Yiming also knew it, but he didn't know how to do it today, his strength was weak, and he could see the hideous red eyes behind Yu Weiyou, but he couldn't solve it.

After a while, Han Yiming's body was so sour that it was very difficult to even lift his sword, Yu Weiyou's round axe had been forced in front of him, and every time it passed in front of him, Han Yiming smelled a fishy smell. He has supported him for many times, and he has long been weak, but he is persistent, and he can't hold on. It's just that in Yu Weiyou's eyes, he is already crumbling, Yu Weiyou has not been able to succeed, not because he is soft-hearted, but because Han Yiming has supported him for too long, he can't do it immediately, at this time, seeing that he has the momentum that he can't support, he can't help but smile and say: "Lingshan Master, let's go." In an instant, Han Yiming only felt that his body was sour and soft, and the Qingshuang Sword could no longer hold it, and fell to the ground. But it was the red eyes on Yu Weiyou's back, and the blood dripping out, made the resentment pass through Han Yiming's sword light and surround him. He already had no strength, and at this time he became weaker and weaker, Yu Weiyou took a step forward and reached out to grab him.

Suddenly, someone laughed lightly, very immature, but this smile cut Yu Weiyou's resentment all over the world, and both of them looked back, only to see that the boy fell from the sky, and there was no glimmer on his body, just a plain clothes on his body, and in the dark night, he saw it very clearly. The boy raised his head and said to Yu Weiyou: "My head of Lingshan, can you take it away if you want to?" Yu Weiyou was a little guarded, although this boy was small, but it was a little weird, the aura on his body before was not fake, although there was no aura now, Yu Weiyou was still very careful. He looked at the boy and said, "What's the matter, you're young, but you still want to come against me?" The boy said, "I still have to fight against you, you are our opponent, and I know very well what you have done to my Lingshan." You still want to be disadvantageous to my Lingshan master, then you really can't find it yourself. I wasn't going to make an enemy of you so quickly, and although we have some accounts to settle, we are not in a hurry. But now you sent it to me, don't blame me for being ruthless. ”

He is young, but he looks like he is seven or eight years old, but he said this very sharply, he is not a boy at all, Han Yiming knows that there is a difference, but at this time, weighing the pros and cons, as long as Yu Weiyou can't succeed, it's good. Yu Weiyou heard this, and his heart was also a little worried, and he looked at the little boy for a long time, but how to look at it, he was just a boy, but he was seven or eight years old, but when this seven or eight-year-old boy said such a thing, Yu Weiyou would not be shocked, but seeing that Han Yiming had no strength, he couldn't even hold the sword, so he didn't treat him as a number, this little boy, maybe there were some things he wanted on his body, if he got it, wouldn't it be good, anyway, Han Yiming was already a turtle in the urn, and it didn't matter if he let it go and then start.

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