Han Yiming pointed his right hand to the upper left, and Mingyuan flew away from the person on the upper left with a sharp roar. Han Yiming felt his shoulders loose and his body fell to the ground. Before he could look up, he heard someone screaming in pain. When he looked up, he saw that the man had already escaped all over the sky, and Mingyuan's sword was chasing closely behind him.

The man was carrying a peach wood sword and jumped fast in the air. But the Mingyuan sword had a sharp roar, flashing with a faint golden light, chasing him closely, forcing him not to stop or turn back. Han Yiming originally took back the Mingyuan sword as long as he let go, but he was afraid that Sima Lingyi would suffer a loss, so he did not dare to take Mingyuan back into the sheath and hold it in his hand.

When Wang Jingbo saw Sima Lingyi out of the sword, he summoned the sword. The disciples of the Taoist under Pingbo all followed Pingbo and used the peach wood sword, but the spiritual talismans were written on the peach wood sword, which was exactly the same as the sword, and it was extremely sharp. As soon as Sima Lingyi made his sword, the disciples of the Pingbo also summoned the sword. Several peach wood swords floated in the air, surrounding Sima Lingyi and Han Yiming in the center.

Sima Lingyi waved his right hand, and the Jinqing Sword's body rotated, circling and flying around the two of them like a meteor. Sword lights separated from the Jinqing Sword and instantly turned into dozens of swords, scattered everywhere, like a golden green sword, surrounding the two of them in circles. Wang Jingbo's peach wood sword approached, and the Jinqing Sword suddenly came out from nowhere, and with a sharp roar, he rushed over with a very sharp momentum. Wang Jingbo was furious and drove the peach wood sword straight up. Sima Lingyi's right finger flicked, and the golden green sword "double" sounded, cutting a gap in Wang Jingbo's peach wood sword.

This was the first time Han Yiming saw his senior brother take action. Compared to Gu Qingquan's original hand, this hand was many times faster. He couldn't help but let go of his hand, but his fingers were still tightly clasped on the hilt of Mingyuan Sword. Wang Jingbo was very angry when he saw his peach wood sword making a gap. He repeatedly activated the peach wood sword. Sima Lingyi's golden green sword was not allowed in an instant, and it was blocked tightly. Countless sword lights surrounded the surroundings, and no matter which peach wood sword approached, several sword lights stopped, allowing the peach wood sword to enter. The golden green sword was cold and shining with a little bit of black gold sand in the cold light, so even during the day it was difficult to hide its light.

The peach wood sword was also flashing green, and the characters on several peach wood swords were getting brighter and brighter. Although they couldn't penetrate, they forced them to come, but they brought a cool breeze. Sima Lingyi was standing on the ground, but at this time he had slowly floated up and his feet were off the ground. He looked at Wang Jingbo opposite, and his hands were wrapped around his chest.

Han Yiming's righteous thoughts were like a shadow chasing the wind, but he heard Sima Lingyi say, "Senior Brother Wang, just click until it's time. If you continue to stalemate, I will lose." Han Yiming was very surprised. He never saw the elder brother being at a disadvantage, but he was very surprised to hear his words. Wang Jingbo from the opposite side sighed hatefully, waved his hand, and several peach wood swords returned to their hands. Wang Jingbo stared at Sima Lingyi hatefully and turned around and left with his fellow disciples.

Han Yiming couldn't help but become strange and looked at Sima Lingyi. He slowly fell to the ground and smiled at their backs, "Chengrun Chengrun." After they walked away, they took the Jinqing sword back to the scabbard and said, "Junior brother, let's go back." Han Yiming said, "Senior brother, aren't they going to win? Why..." Sima Lingyi smiled slightly and said, "They are going to lose. If they win, how could they be so empty-handed." Han Yiming said, "Okay, Senior brother, you say, you say..."

Sima Lingyi smiled and said, "Junior brother, Wang Jingbo's cultivation is less than me for more than a hundred years. How can he beat me? I just give Taoist Master Pingbo some face. Taoist Master is of the same generation as our master. How can he live in a good way if I defeat so many disciples at once? Besides, we have to go south and be companions along the way, and it is better to have room for everything. If they can't resist my cultivation, they will be injured by my Golden Green Sword. But they will never admit defeat first. How can he bear the face of Taoist Master Pingbo? I will ask them to retreat first, and it's nothing. They dare not say that I lost to them. The uncles of the master have said that you can't let you be alone, so how can I let you be taken away by them?"

After walking for ten days, the weather became hotter and hotter. On the afternoon of that day, we came to a mountain. Everyone looked down and saw a lot of fog in the valley. Looking around, the left and right, the vast mountains and valleys were all stopped. Soon, Taoist Pingbo also rushed up, stood on the top of the mountain, looked for a while, and said, "There must be evil in this valley, we must be careful." Huang Jingxuan said, "When we get here, we should not leave separately. We look for the demon star. When we see something strange in the valley, we should go down and take a look. Last time we passed by, because we were rushing to the road and never entered the valley, so we will walk through the valley this time."

Taoist Pingbo said, "What you said is, let's go together." Huang Jingxuan led the disciples down. Zhao Haoyang walked at the end. Taoist Pingbo took the disciples behind him. Walking into the valley, his breathing was stagnant. The feet were covered with grass above the knees, and there were moss that had never been seen before. There were moss everywhere without weeds, and the ground was full of moss, which was very slippery. The trees in front of him were already very different from what they had seen before, and countless vines were hanging on the trees. What they could smell was the unique green smell of the trees. Looking forward, I saw that the many vines were still the thick green that could not be melted.

Suddenly, someone screamed in surprise. Han Yiming followed the elder brother. Hearing the cry behind him, he turned around and saw that several people had fallen behind Zhao Haoyang. Everyone stopped and Zhao Haoyang had already stopped and turned around. Huang Jingxuan frowned and said, "Let's go and see." Everyone turned around. They saw that the eight disciples he brought with him fell to the ground. Some of them looked blue and yellow, some vomited continuously, and some foamed at the mouth and trembled all over. The Taoist Pingbo was shocked and said, "No, it's poisonous! We're poisoned!"
Chapter completed!