Suddenly, I saw a few black shadows jumping up in front of him, Huang Jingxuan pointed forward with his fingers, and the tip of the Wind Splitting Sword revealed a golden rainbow light, and the golden rainbow light couldn't help but shine, but it turned around as he wished, stretched arbitrarily, and cut the mallets that bounced up into two pieces.

Suddenly, Zhao Haoyang rushed forward and said, "Senior brother, you recuperate, just leave these to me and your disciples!" Han Yiming suddenly caught a glimpse of a few black shadows bouncing, his right hand on his left hand, and recited the eight-character mantra of the Shadow Chasing Wind Sword in his heart, the front finger of his right hand, the Ming Yuan Sword under his feet shook, and a golden light overflowed, slashing at the mallet that pounced. In the blink of an eye, he cut off a few, and when he was in a hurry, he concentrated his mind, and the Shadow Chasing Wind Sword was even more handy to use.

Everyone flew low, and more and more mallets bounced on the ground, and everyone in Lingshan shot one after another. In a matter of moments, no less than two or three hundred mallets had been slain. Han Yiming didn't always lead the Ming Yuan Sword to kill the mallet, but deliberately led the Ming Yuan Sword to fly around. Suddenly, I saw a little golden light in the distance in front of me, and my heart sank, it was a little golden light blooming from the fingertips of the second master. Han Yiming was secretly on guard, but saw Huang Jingxuan suddenly fly up and fly towards the high dark sky!

Han Yiming was stunned for a moment, put away his hand, looked up, and saw Huang Jingxuan flying extremely high, and a faint yellow light emanated from his body, although it was not very dazzling in the dark, it could not be hidden. Han Yiming knew that the second master had flown up to look for the mallet that had been cultivated for 800 years, but hadn't the second master already set the direction of the mallet? Why did he still fly so high to look for it? Suddenly he remembered that there was still a little silver light in another direction, could that be the direction where the mallet with great spiritual power was located? Zhao Haoyang said: "Yiming, why did you run up and retreat to the back!"

Han Yiming asked, "Uncle Shi, is that little bit of aura ahead where we are going?" Zhao Haoyang turned his head, and the blue water sword in his hand continued to pour out a pale blue light, cutting the mallets around him into two pieces. He glanced at Han Yiming and said, "That's where your second master wants us to go." Han Yiming was stunned again, the second master asked them to go to that place, and where did he go? Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and the second master went to the place where the mallet that appeared in the Phaseless Treasure Mirror was located. Huang Jingxuan led them in one direction, but he went to the location of the mallet spirit worm!

Han Yiming looked around, except for the vast black fog, there was no figure of Huang Jingxuan. The imperial envoy's sword flew high, and when he looked around, he saw two groups of figures below the dark and dreary, flying towards a little golden light in front of him. The black mist was thick, but it couldn't hide the little bit of golden light.

Suddenly, a figure flew up and flew close to him, dressed in plain clothes, it was Sima Lingyi. Sima Lingyi said: "Little junior brother, what are you doing here?Didn't the fifth senior uncle ask you to follow him?" Han Yiming said: "Senior brother, second senior uncle, second senior uncle...... "I wanted to say that I heard what the second senior uncle said, but I couldn't help it.

Suddenly, several cold lights flashed in the dark and dreary sky, and Han Yiming immediately looked at a few cold lights. After those few cold flashes, there was a deep darkness in front of him. Han Yiming was taken aback, these cold rays of light did not look like the sword light of the Wind Splitting Sword. Han Yiming didn't know anything about swords, but Gu Qingquan had a lot of research on blades, and after listening to his instructions, he could also know a little bit about swords. If you didn't listen to Gu Qingquan's guidance, you wouldn't be able to tell the difference between these swords. But after listening to it, I understand something. The Wind Splitting Sword is the most rigid sword in the world, made of heavenly divine iron, and its color is golden red. The sword light also carried a golden rainbow light. But the cold light of Shicai was white and blue, Han Yiming suddenly remembered the few long teeth he saw in the mouth of the mallet spirit worm, and he flashed with this luster, and he couldn't help but get nervous!

Sima Lingyi also saw a few cold flashes of light, he had achieved something in his cultivation, and immediately knew that there was something different, and said, "Senior brother, you go down quickly!" Han Yiming thought of the four long fangs of the spirit worm, and his heart was cold, just looking at that direction carefully.

Suddenly, a little silver light lit up in the distance, and Han Yiming said, "Second Senior Uncle is over there!" Sima Lingyi said: "I'll go to help, you go to Fifth Senior Uncle first!" Suddenly, I saw a figure flying straight up, but it was Zhao Haoyang, his face was frosty, and he said, "What are you doing here?! Go down quickly! Wait for the opportunity to break into a mirage!" Han Yiming was about to speak, only to see several more people flying up, in front of Lingshan disciples, behind Pingbo Daoren and his disciples.

As soon as the disciples of Lingshan flew up, they were all lined up on both sides, and the Pingbo Daoist came up with his disciples and said, "Brother Haoyang, why did you all fly up?" Zhao Haoyang said: "Brother Pingbo Dao, let's go down now, waiting for the opportunity to rush out of the mirage!" Pingbo Daoist looked around and said, "What about Brother Jingxuan Dao?"

Before Zhao Haoyang could speak, a fishy smell had spread, and the Chinese wanted to vomit. Everyone raised their hands to cover their mouths and noses, and they could not speak. I saw a plain-clothed figure appear from afar, holding a long sword, like a white light, quickly slashing across the sky. It was Huang Jingxuan. He was up or down, straight or bent, and the body of the Wind Splitting Sword in his hand emitted a golden-red light, and one after another sword light came out from the sword body, like a splash of fire, and like a golden wave surging. Wherever the middle finger of his left hand pointed, the sword light flew in that direction.

No one had ever seen a spirit worm, but they all knew that he was fighting with something that had attained enlightenment, but they didn't know what kind of spirit thing it was. Only Han Yiming knew that the spirit worm was also a huge mallet, and his heart went straight to his throat, and his eyes looked around. The people of Pingbo Dao are the most clever, and when they saw this formation, they had already sneaked behind the people in Lingshan with their disciples.

Huang Jingxuan was holding the Wind Splitting Sword in his right hand, suddenly stopped in the air, turned around, and looked behind him. In the face of the thick black fog, his left hand flicked a few times, and several faint golden lights flew out of his fingertips, each of which floated six feet away from him, a total of eight points. The Wind Splitting Sword in Huang Jingxuan's hand was also getting brighter and brighter, his left hand retracted to his chest, closed his eyes and hung his head for a moment, and suddenly his left hand pointed forward, and the sword light on the Wind Splitting Sword rushed out, bright and dazzling, like a ball of flames, flying into the center surrounded by eight golden lights in front of him. I saw that the black mist surrounded by the eight-point golden light was hit by the sword light from the Splitting Wind Sword and faded a little, and the sword light from the sword in Huang Jingxuan's hand was endless, and he went towards the eight-point golden light. It turned out that Huang Jingxuan was extremely fast, and the spirit insects were huge, so he lost his bulkiness and couldn't catch up with him. Huang Jingxuan shook off the spirit worm, and wanted to break a gap in the fog here and let the sunlight in, so as to reduce the spiritual power of the spirit worm-

Will Huang Jingxuan be able to open this gap, and what will happen to him in the process? This is where tomorrow's content begins. Thank you for your support, thank you very much. I hope the following content will be wonderful for everyone!