There are many people below, and in this huge enchantment made by the white dragon, although everyone is dodging separately, they can't help but collide with each other in a hurry, and when dodging, they have to be careful not to avoid each other with the people around them, so they are not as flexible as usual. The man who was close to the unpredictable, straight lightning that had slashed down, had already been slashed, and his hands and feet were twitching and he was planted on the ground. Even the people around him were not spared, and they were sucked to the side by the huge suction of the lightning, and they couldn't stand and fell down.

The one who was higher in the road line had already flown away when he saw the lightning coming, and only those who could not dodge in time under the road were chopped to the ground. The white dragon's fingertips were tapped, and his movements were slow and dashing, but countless people had already been chopped down by him below. Han Yiming is also dodging left and right, and his cultivation is a low-level disciple, and he only has the share of running heads. Although the teachers of the various factions were not as embarrassed as their disciples, their Dao Dao sword light could not shake the white dragon in the slightest. Some of the sword light flew in front of the white dragon, but it had turned into nothing, and it seemed that there was a barrier around him, and the sword light could not pass through. Although some of the sword light penetrated directly, but when it reached his body, there was no trace, and there were no scars, and the white dragon could not be stopped. From then on, Han Yiming knew why he said that ordinary blades were useless to the white dragon, and he also knew why when he talked about the four spirit blades, the division commanders all said that with the spirit blade, they had more plans to live. The blades in the hands of these people are also extraordinary, but in front of the white dragon, they are completely useless, and they can't even scratch it, as if the white dragon is indestructible.

Han Yiming couldn't help but hesitate, the Ming Yuan Sword was a spirit sword, and although Qianjun couldn't really kill Maha Li, it also suppressed him. At this time, do you also want to use a thousand slashes to deal with the white dragon? He was quite reluctant in his heart, although he held the sword in his hand, he hesitated, and did not dare to act rashly, nor did he want to act rashly. His ability to escape for his life can be regarded as having been trained, but he can also escape quickly. But the sword in his hand couldn't bear to swing at the white dragon. The white dragon here is already the target of everyone, if you swing the sword at him again, I am afraid of him......

Suddenly, he thought of something: what about the spirit blade, what about the other spirit blades? He was running left and right, and in the chaotic situation, he never paid attention to anything outside his body, and he didn't dare to pay attention to it. At this time, I suddenly remembered and looked around, but I saw that there was a crowd of people, and there was chaos around me, and everyone flew away to escape, which was even more dazzling.

There was a little spiritual light flashing in the four corners, although the spiritual light was not similar, but it was like starlight shining in the sky, and in a blink of an eye, the four spiritual lights had splashed like a waterfall, flat all over the top. Dividing the top and bottom, the white dragon was separated from the top, and everyone was all below. Someone shouted: "Each of them belongs to his own faction! Such chaos is useless!" All of a sudden, the disciples of the various factions, who were already in a coma, flew up one after another, looking for the location of their respective teachers, and returned to their subordinates. Han Yiming looked left and right, found the master's location, and flew to the master's side.

Only here did everyone rush to the division commander's side, and they heard the white dragon above his head laugh wildly, and his voice was like a thunderbolt: "A small spiritual barrier, dare to use it to embarrass people?!" His left hand suddenly grabbed downward. When he lifted his left hand, his left hand was still one hand, and when he grabbed it downward, that hand suddenly turned into a claw! The snow-white lin's piece and the long jade-like crystal armor grabbed it downward! The dragon's claw was still in a high place, and he didn't feel anything about it, but when he grabbed it straight down, and when he approached the barrier, there was already a "boom" sound in everyone's ears! The shock made people tremble slightly. Suddenly, four long armors appeared on the thin barrier, and the white dragon's long armor had passed through the barrier from the other end of the barrier and grabbed this one.

There was another chaos below, and as soon as Han Yiming saw those five sharp claws grasping down, he knew that this barrier must not be able to stop the white dragon. Although he was never willing to swing his sword at the white dragon, he didn't want to watch the white dragon grab and scratch the people below. After a moment's hesitation, a bright sword light had already emerged from the crowd and greeted it upward. At first glance, it is a clear sword of slashing rhinos.

A clear sword went out horizontally, swept out, Han Yiming only heard a soft sound of "bang", only to see a little crystal falling off from the tip of the white dragon's claws! Before Han Yiming could react, he heard someone below shouting happily: "One of the white dragon's claws has been cut off!" He was shocked in his heart, and immediately looked up, and sure enough, he saw that among the white dragon's sharp five claws, one of the claw tips was bald, and the sword in his hand could not be exerted.

The sword of clarity worked, and everyone below cheered. Han Yiming looked up in the midst of cheers, he only had one idea at this time, that is, the white dragon should go quickly! There are many people here, they are only afraid that the white dragon will suffer a loss, if they can retreat with their whole body, it is better to retreat. But when he saw the white dragon withdraw his hand, the hand received in front of him, and it was no longer in the shape of a claw, and it was still a hand. The white dragon looked at the finger that had lost its nails, looked down again, and laughed at a glance.

His voice was like thunder, which shook everyone's ear drums and "rumbled", and for a while, everyone stopped their voices. The white dragon laughed: "It's just a fingernail, and it makes you happy like this? It's really ridiculous! When you cut one of my nails, can you win a game against me? I really haven't seen the world! I'll let you also see what it means to be powerful!" After he said this, he stretched out his hand, and it was a dragon's claw, and the five claws were retracted and released in the air, and in a blink of an eye, the tip of the bald claw lit up, and a long armor grew, still the same as the previous long armor.

There was silence for a moment, and everyone was secretly on guard in their hearts. Bai Long stretched his finger claws, his five knuckles were flexible and free, he looked down, his left hand was also raised, and the fingers of both hands were bent and stretched. Han Yiming suddenly saw a silver light flickering on his fingertips, a little silver light came down from his fingertips, and in a blink of an eye, his two claws had become as white as jade, and even the scales were gone. The white dragon laughed: "Sure enough, it's a good sword, how about I use it?"

His claws were still in the air with a whirlwind, and everyone below felt that the whirlwind was menacing, and his hair was lifted upwards by the whirlwind, and even his clothes were rolled up. Suddenly, a figure rose from the ground and floated upward. Before Han Yiming could react, someone in his ears was already shouting: "The white dragon wants to grasp the clear!

As soon as Han Yiming heard this, he immediately understood that the white dragon still didn't care about the people below, and he blatantly snatched the spirit sword, in order to compete with the green dragon! His heart became anxious and swayed! Suddenly, he saw a long sword in Mingxi's hand light up like golden soup again, swinging towards the white dragon!

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