And if Huang Jingxuan dodged away, he would be able to absorb the vitality of this side if he broke through the barrier of the Blue Water Sword, which would also be difficult to deal with! Han Yiming watched as the giant palm pressed down on Shi Bo, and Shi Bo's Wind Splitting Sword sword light hit it, at most it was only imprinted with a blood mark, and he couldn't change its direction at all, so he couldn't help but jump up in a hurry!

Huang Jingxuan's Wind Splitting Sword turned in his right hand, the luster of the Wind Splitting Sword flowed, and the aura was overflowing, and in the blink of an eye, a vortex had formed above Huang Jingxuan's head, slowly rotating. When the right hand of the Mahari Maha grabbed the top of his head, he could not grasp it. His eyes were fixed on him. His right hand was slightly lowered, and the two fingers of the index and middle became slender, and he thrust into Huang Jingxuan's chest!

Han Yiming saw that the second master was moving slowly, ignoring the two finger-long fingers, and was so anxious that he was covered in sweat, if he could, he would rush out and wave his sword to stop in front of him. But seeing a few points of sword light escaping from Huang Jingxuan's Wind Splitting Sword, he flew towards those two fingers. Han Yiming just came through his breath, but he saw that the dry and thin gray-blue left hand of Chelari Maha also grabbed Huang Jingxuan!

At this time, the offensive of Zhao Haoyang and the Pingbo Dao people was still very fast, the demon slaying sword of the Pingbo Dao people was sprinkled like raindrops, Zhao Haoyang jumped up and down in mid-air, and every sword cut out, it was a sword light Huo Huo, and the blue light was diffused. With a smile on his face, he just relied on the crane sword that was floating around to conjure up ten thousand rays of light that were curved like snakes in the air, and he stopped Zhao Haoyang and the people of Pingbodao aside.

With his left hand, he took the sword in his hand and slashed it downward, tearing it in the air with his right hand, and his left hand reached out to the place where it had been torn. Han Yiming was in a hurry, this one reached in, I don't know who was caught, if it was ...... But he didn't dare to think about it anymore, the more anxious he became, and he couldn't help muttering to himself. Suddenly, there was a sound of "brushing" behind him, and a golden light crossed in front of him. The Naruto Sword had been ejected from its sheath and floated in front of him!

As soon as Han Yiming raised his hand, he grasped the hilt of the sword. For some reason, he was able to move at this time, and as soon as his fingers grasped the hilt of the sword, he felt that he was tightly sucked by the hilt, and a stream of heat penetrated from the hilt into his palm. Suddenly, Ming Yuan's sword "brushed" and flew upward, Han Yiming held the hilt tightly with his right hand, and was also carried into the air.

He stared at the Maha below with both eyes, only to see that the Maha also raised his head, and his eyes looked at him, one red and one blue. The golden light of the Ming Yuan Sword suddenly fell downward. The sword descended extremely fast, and Han Yiming couldn't help but feel a little dizzy. What was on his head and feet was also dragged down by it. I saw that Mahari Maha's left hand was also retracted, and he raised his right hand to usher upward! Han Yiming clenched his teeth, and his left hand also reached over and grabbed the hilt of the sword, and slammed it down!

Suddenly, he was in the air, and the huge right hand of the Murray Maha grabbed the blade of the Mingyuan Sword! Han Yiming was taken aback, the Narration Treasure Sword was invincible, and the right hand of the Jari Maha was also indestructible, and when the two powerhouses met, they froze in the air. Han Yiming used all his strength to press down, and the Mingyuan Sword in the hand of the Halli Maha was full of golden light, illuminating the blindness, but the two eyes of the Jari Maha did not blink, staring closely at the Mingyuan Sword, and Han Yiming on the sword!

Han Yiming pressed down hard, and a clear cry resounded through the sky, and a golden light escaped from the blade of the sword, and the streamer was shining! There were the cries of women in pain, the exclamations of men, the indistinct and eager cursing, and the cries of children, mixed with the terrible sound of the wind and the "crackling" of fire as it devoured firewood. All kinds of voices blended together, quite powerful, overwhelmingly swept towards everyone!

Suddenly, the golden light that escaped from the sword of the Naruto Yuan flew towards the sky like a big bird spreading its wings, and in the blink of an eye, it pressed down again, and flew around the Mahari Maha. A series of crisp and melodious chirps that resounded for nine days suppressed the messy and frantic whistling of the Ghari Maha. Waiting for the whistling to disappear, the golden light disappeared with it. There was a little more red light in his eyes, and he looked at Han Yiming for a moment, and a mouthful of black mist sprayed on him.

Han Yiming only felt a burst of flames sweeping across his face, his whole body was like ten thousand needles and thorns, and he was burning everywhere, as if his whole body was burning, and the surroundings were hot and hot, like a huge furnace, roasting his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose were all spicy and painful, and even his heart was hot, and a flame jumped up from his heart, rushing outward, and his whole body was like firewood against a raging fire, as if it was about to burn.

His eyes were dry, and even the movement of his eyes was parchment. Staring at the Hali Maha below, he pressed all his strength on his shoulders and pressed the Naruto Sword in his hand down hard. He knew that his cultivation could not be more shallow, relying on Ming Yuan's own spiritual power to compete with the Hali Maha, and he also knew that success or failure was in this move, although his own strength was insignificant, but when it came to life and death, no matter how meager the spiritual power was, he would fight with all his might!

The corners of the mouth of the female figure on the right side of the face of the Mahari Maha drooped, and the smile disappeared. The blood-red pupils narrowed, and the brow furrowed. The male appearance on the left side of his face is even more hideous, with gray skin and black corners of his mouth, which is very uncomfortable in his eyes. Suddenly, there was a mouth, and another black mist sprayed on Han Yiming's face.

Han Yiming was about to be scorched before, and his heart was on fire. At this time, I saw that the black mist with the heat that scorched everything, rushing towards my face, and the pressure under my hands became tighter and tighter. Afraid that he would not be able to suppress it, Mahari Maha jumped out from under the sword of Mingyuan. If it is said that the thousand jun slash is a nirvana, then the ability of the Maha to parry has made everyone unexpected. Han Yiming firmly remembered that this move could only be used once, and the whole person pressed on the hilt of the sword, never relaxing!

Suddenly, a golden light flew out from between him and Mahari Maha, collided with the black mist, and all of them came to naught. Maha Haliya's left hand had already been raised and grabbed at Han Yiming's body. Han Yiming knew that if he was grabbed by his left hand, in the blink of an eye, his right hand would be inserted into his chest, and he would die in front of him. But in this situation, you can't let go, and if you let go, you will be caught, a dead end, and it will affect everyone. Don't look at the huge left hand that is getting closer and closer, just keep your eyes on the right hand that holds the blade of the sword, and press down with all your might!

was in a stalemate, there were a few "ding dong" sounds in the distance, light and short, slightly musical, and then there was a woman's voice Miaoman, singing softly, very Miaoman, but I didn't understand it at all. Han Yiming's heart moved, and the Ming Yuan Sword in his hand suddenly pressed down a little-

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