Delusion? What is delusion? As soon as he thought of this, Zishang's voice said in his heart: "If people don't know, they can't do it unless they do." I know what is in your heart. Do you really think that your invisible thoughts can be hidden from everyone?" Zishang's unspeakable delusions are because what she thinks in her heart is the ancestor. What is Pingbo's delusion? Zishang saw his delusion because he had a delusion, and this delusion should not be far behind! That Pingbo's delusion would never be the ancestor, and he suddenly remembered that he had mentioned his master just now, and Pingbo's ugly complexion, could it be, could it be, could this delusion, be the teacher?

In an instant, Han Yiming's heart was racing, yes, Pingbo and Shitai are in the same family, they can be regarded as childhood sweethearts, and he is the head of Wanfa Xuanmen, if he marries Shitai, wouldn't it be a great luck? But Shitai married Shizu! After Shitai married Shizu, Wanfa Xuanmen declined, Pingbo was the last head, he was not angry that Shitai married Shizu, so he was entangled with countless Lingshan and Shizu in the same door! He fought with his life, the ancestor naturally had nothing to show mercy, and in the end, he lost, and the Wanfa Xuanmen lost countless of his fellow disciples, Pingbo was disheartened, but he did not give up, so he switched to the Wanxuan Concept, and since then the Wanfa Xuanmen no longer exists! Han Yiming remembered that he had dreamed that Pingbo was covered in blood, and scolded at the master, he was puzzled at the time, but today he understands everything. If Mrs. Shi was still there, Pingbo would naturally look at the little incense and open up to Lingshan. Shi Tai unfortunately died, and Ping Bo's anger was directed at Shi Zu, trying his best to destroy Lingshan in one fell swoop! He looked at Ping Bo, and his mind had already turned countless times! Everything that he had never thought of before was instantly understood, and he said, "You have delusions!"

Ping Bo was furious: "You are looking for death!" Han Yiming listened to it and didn't hear it: "My Uncle Zishang saw your delusions. So you burned her before she could say it!" Pingbo's face was first pale, then purple, and his eyes were even more blood-red, staring at Han Yiming fiercely, shouting: "Shut up! You shut up for me!" Han Yiming said: "Why should I stop talking? Can you seal the mouth of the people of the world? You are too delusional about my Lingshan master, so you hate my master to the bone! You are not my ancestor's opponent, come to attack us!" Pingbo was furious: "Little bastard! What nonsense are you talking about?" Han Yiming said: "Am I talking nonsense? Do you know for yourself that I'm right? I didn't say a word of nonsense, and I didn't say a word more!, did I?" Pingbo's eyes were red, his face was distorted, and his face was full of evil: "You are looking for death!"

He was reciting a mantra to build a whirlpool, but then he swooped down. When he came to Han Yiming, he lifted the spade sword and slashed it directly. Han Yiming didn't expect him to pounce directly, but he also moved quickly and dodged to avoid it. Pingbo's eyes were on fire, his teeth were clenched, and the peachwood sword in his hand swung and slashed horizontally and vertically. Although Han Yiming didn't expect him to be hand-to-hand combat, he dodged away very quickly. Pingbo misses a blow, and it is immediately a sword. Han Yiming only realized at this time that his master had passed on Wu Hui to him, and his martial arts cultivation was like a tall building rising from the ground, and it instantly showed its strength. He dodges extremely quickly and does not allow for any shots. Ping Bo completely forgot about his maneuver and pounced straight up, waving the peachwood sword in his hand, and the sword did not leave Han Yiming's vital point. Han Yiming dodged, and fought back again and again, and he actually fought on a par with Pingbo.

Pingbo was in a mess, his teeth were gritting, his red eyes were painful and angry, the muscles on his face were twisted, and the corners of his mouth were crooked and trembling, distorting his already ugly face even more ugly. And the most ugly thing is his expression: pain, unwillingness, anger, shame, and sadness are intertwined, making the muscles on his distorted face twitch slightly! Han Yiming knew that he was right, but he didn't expect that at this moment, all of Pingbo's thoughts were guessed by himself! Pingbo was in a state of confusion at this time, completely forgetting his maneuver, and only pounced on him to fight, hand-to-hand combat was disdained by cultivators, Pingbo no longer looked like a cultivator at this time, he was just an ordinary person, he was seen through his thoughts, his scars were revealed, and he pounced on Han Yiming desperately.

Han Yiming had never cultivated martial arts, if it weren't for the fact that his master opened Wu Hui, he would have been planted under Pingbo today. Such a scoundrel-like style of play, regardless of his life, completely surprised Han Yiming. It was at this moment that Han Yiming also knew, Ping Bo had already thrown his whirling out of the clouds! Han Yiming still remembered his Qianjun Chop, when he spoke, the spell of Qianjun Chop disappeared, and at this time he no longer spoke, and the mantra of Qianjun Chop sounded in his heart, rolling around in his heart like thunder. At this time, Han Yiming knew that he had figured out the love-hate relationship between Pingbo and Lingshan, and in terms of mental cultivation, he had cultivated one layer and broken through the obstacles, so the Qianjun mantra became louder and louder in his heart.

Pingbo was ruthless, one sword rushed to the other, and he wanted to take Han Yiming's life with all his moves. Han Yiming guessed his mind and revealed the unrelenting side of his heart, when he was in pain, he was also extremely angry, and he just wanted to kill Han Yiming, so every move was very ruthless. Han Yiming was almost out of breath by his stormy sword moves, and thanks to Zhao Haoyang, he opened his martial arts and was not hit by the Pingbo Dao people. In the blink of an eye, the two of them had already made a hundred moves, took out their swords and collected their swords, and flew and jumped Han Yiming, both of whom had no teacher. The more Pingbo fought, the angrier he became, and he wanted to kill him, and all kinds of charms were added to the sword moves, and each sword was full of light. Han Yiming was not afraid, and the spirit shield kept spinning, blocking the spiritual light that hit him, allowing him to get out of the danger that could not be felt.

Han Yiming recited the Qianjun mantra while playing, and the voice in his heart became louder and louder, and it was deafening later. Suddenly, there was a thunderclap, a chirp, Han Yiming already felt a little heat, born from his heart, and came to his right hand. Suddenly, a flash of spiritual light, the aura of the seven-ring treasure mirror flickered in front of his eyes, Han Yiming looked at the seven-ring treasure mirror, and the seven-ring treasure mirror outside the enchantment was shining towards the same door of Lingshan, and the mirror light was everywhere, and everyone was scattered in all directions. Han Yiming's heart moved, the heat had reached the palm of his hand, the Ming Yuan Sword was bright and shining, and a clear chirp dragged him upward.

He flew upward, and with a soft snap, he had come to his senses from his misty state, and his mind was clear, and the sound of the fight between the door and Pingbo's accomplices could not be heard more clearly. As soon as he flew, Pingbo knew that it was not good. Han Yiming uncovered his unknown thoughts for hundreds of years, which made his mind tremble, and the past came to his heart, where do he remember to do a roundabout. It was at this moment that Han Yiming's Qianjun was cut and flew straight out. Pingbo couldn't catch up with him, but he immediately flew up. Han Yiming suddenly stopped, turned around, and rushed downward, Pingbo didn't expect him to suddenly bump over, and hurriedly dodged away. But seeing Han Yiming rushing down, the Mingyuan sword in his hand was as bright as a fire, Pingbo was stunned for a moment, and shouted: "Not good!" Han Yiming had already pounced on Qian Ruohua's head, and the sword in his hand slashed at Qian Ruohua!