Suddenly, there was a slight sound behind him, and Han Yiming quickly looked back to see that a faint figure had appeared behind him. Han Yiming was extremely surprised, the figure had already sighed lightly, and said in a voice as thin as a mosquito: "Don't look back, don't make a sound! I see if I can unravel his enchantment!" But it was Chen Weiyu's voice. Han Yiming breathed a sigh of relief, Uncle Shi came to save him! Han Yiming turned around, and the white dragon still looked at the Tengjiao Sword in his hand, and the hand in which he held the sword was already red! The Tengjiao Sword was also so red that it made people feel a little frightened, and it was still getting more and more red. Several streamers rushed from below, and in a blink of an eye, they had rushed to the white dragon's side, but the white dragon seemed to be blind. Han Yiming's reminder had already reached his mouth, and he pressed it hard, for fear of alarming him. Although he didn't kill himself, he never hesitated to do it, if he found that his uncle was behind him, he was afraid that he would immediately kill the killer, he didn't say a word, and looked at the white dragon vigilantly!

The white dragon didn't seem to know anything about the streamers, he didn't pay attention to them at all, and his eyes never left the Tengjiao Sword for a moment, but his other hand was raised neatly and wiped it casually. A few streamers disappeared in his flash, Han Yiming knew that the white dragon was difficult to match, but his understatement could make everyone helpless, and it was indeed shocking. Suddenly, the white dragon laughed, didn't raise his head, stretched out his hand and clicked three o'clock, Han Yiming only felt that his eyes lit up, there was a crackling sound behind him, and he had already heard the exclamations of everyone below in his ears.

Han Yiming quickly looked back, and the faint figure behind him was gone. A white light escaped, and he couldn't help shouting: "Uncle Shi!" but saw that behind Mingxi, there was a person who fell straight down, spread out his limbs, and fell straight down like this. A figure on Yuan Hui's side flashed and also escaped downward, but only a moment later, the figure that was as fast as the wind slowed down, and a gray-clothed man appeared, also motionless, falling downward. Han Yiming condensed his breath in his chest, and immediately looked down, Bai Long found that someone had come to rescue the Demon Sect disciple, so he intercepted and killed, these two people were already motionless when they were floating in the air, obviously dead. But what about the Fourth Senior Uncle? In an instant, Han Yiming's heart tightened, and the Fourth Senior Uncle ......

Suddenly, in the crowd below, I saw the figure of the fourth uncle. It also appeared in a moment, Chen Weiyu was extremely smart and extremely fast, and he actually escaped from the white dragon's one-finger interception, Han Yiming came to his senses and shouted loudly: "Master, uncle, don't come up!" He still couldn't make a sound, but he couldn't hold back these words in his heart, knowing that no one heard it below, not even himself, but he couldn't help but shout and shout!

He couldn't stop screaming, if it was a weekday, he would have been hoarse. But no one could hear his voice below, Han Yiming's heart was slightly relieved, and the tears in his eyes couldn't hold back anymore and fell. Gritting his teeth, wiping his sleeves, he closed his eyes, clenched his teeth, and stared at the white dragon. The hand of the white dragon holding the Tengjiao sword, even the arms, sleeves, and half of the body were as red as rubies, Han Yiming didn't know that the Tengjiao sword was powerful, but he had never seen it, and he didn't know the end, and he became more and more worried in his heart.

Suddenly, the white dragon raised his head, and half of his body had turned a brilliant red, completely different from the white snow of the other half of his body. Han Yiming was shocked to see that the original silver white in his eyebrows had turned into a small vortex of bright red and silver white, and the dots of silver light would flash above the bright red in the rotation, making the small vortex more and more crystal clear. Bai Long looked at Han Yiming and the three of them, and suddenly smiled slightly: "You can't break through my barrier, and your fellow disciples always want to break through my barrier to rescue you, but it's just in vain to send you to death!

His left hand was still as white as mutton fat white jade, and his fingers were slender, and he raised his tail finger and shook it gently. Han Yiming only cared about the people below, and he didn't understand what he was going to do at all. Suddenly, I felt that my waist was being pulled, the leader was calm, and the people below shrank sharply, and together with the white dragon, they were getting farther and farther away. Frightened, he looked around, only to see that Mingming and Yuan Hui were floating into the air with him. But although Gao is high, he is still in the white dragon's enchantment.

The three of them were fluttering, Han Yiming was so anxious that he was angry, but he couldn't do anything and couldn't be free. Looking at Mingxi and Yuan Hui again, Mingxi's expression was solemn, Yuan Hui's brows were furrowed, and he was obviously anxious. Han Yiming was anxious, and suddenly the two people next to him each fell down like meteors, startling Han Yiming to call loudly, although he couldn't call out, he still called loudly. Suddenly, he was numb, dizzy, and fell down.

Han Yiming never expected it to be like this, his body was so sour that he didn't obey the call at all, and there was the sound of whirring wind in his ears. He had also experienced it in the end, and was about to recite the sword technique silently, when suddenly his body had stabilized, and he was still floating next to the white dragon, and there was still a stream of light rushing up below, and he still didn't care.

Suddenly, he only heard the voice of the white dragon and said, "You don't want to take them away from my hands, in my enchantment, you will never be able to get close to them." Haha!" his voice was never a sonic boom, but it was clear and distinct to everyone. Bai Long said: "Well, we've been playing for a while, so let's have a good fight." You just have to let go of the means, I really want to see what means you have, and you dare to come and hunt me down!"

There were countless streamers from below, but as soon as his voice fell, it became extremely silent. No more sword light came up, no more sound. Bai Long said lightly: "Well, I have locked these three disciples in another enchantment, and they can be regarded as your descendants." Everyone here is dead, and they will live. Therefore you do not have to worry that your sect will not be handed down to future generations. I will not touch them, but don't touch them, for if you move the barrier and harm yourself or kill them, it's none of my business!"

Han Yiming was shocked inexplicably, what did the white dragon mean by this, did he really want to let go and kill happily? Before he had time to look to the side, he saw that the white dragon's body was as white as frost and snow, and the white light flickered, as if a raging flame had risen on his body. The other half of the bright red body was dark red, and it was so red that it was translucent, like a huge gem, emitting ten thousand rays of red light! Han Yiming was shocked: "Be careful!" The word had rolled out of his throat, and he could hear it, and his voice was really a little hoarse! But he couldn't think about it, the Ming Yuan Sword and the Slashing Rhino Sword floating beside the white dragon had already lit up, and two spiritual lights burst out in all directions.

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