Xingchen said: "The leader, if there is no such thing as the day's merit, it would have to be a big deal to break his magic array today." Han Yiming said: "But it was not me that night..." Suddenly sighed. What's the point of saying this? Suddenly a light of spirit flashed, the blue dragon spirit shield turned out, blocking the light of spirit, and one person inserted it straight in, and shouted with gritted teeth: "Han, you either die or I die today! You slaughter my whole sect, I will sank you with you! Even if you are a ghost, I will not let you go!" But it was Wang Qingsong. He rushed in. Xingchen was cold and looked at Xingchen and Han Yiming stopped Xingchen and said: "Don't hurt him." Xingchen shook his head slightly, but he had already withdrawn his hand.

Wang Qingsong looked around for a moment, pointed the sword in his hand towards Han Yiming and shouted, "I have always thought you were the leader of a sect. It was late to get started, and there was no such a hostile aura as many fellow practitioners who had been practicing Taoism for many years. When my fellow practitioners talked about my master's harm, I tried my best to excuse you. But today I realized that I was wrong, and my brothers really did not read you wrong. Since you have already started killing my master's sect, I must not let me go. Even if your cultivation is much higher than me, I will also want it today.

Fight with you, even if you fight for this life." Han Yiming sighed slightly, Wang Qingsong looked at Xingchen with grief and anger, but turned to look at Xingchen. He did not recognize Xingchen, but sneered, "You also brought helpers, so let's come up together. The ancestral magic array of my sect has been destroyed by you, and I am the only one left in my sect. But even if I am the only one, I am not afraid of you. I will die even if I die." He looked at Han Yiming again and said, "Did you kill my master?"

Han Yiming looked at him quietly, and Wang Qingsong said, "Did you harm my master? Answer me!" Xingchen stretched and said, "I'm going to beat me, what nonsense to say!" Wang Qingsong ignored Xingchen and said, "Whoever dares to answer me by his surname Han?" Xingchen said to Han Yiming: "This person's cultivation is ordinary, and their magic array has been broken. Master, I'll go out first." He said, "When he left, he left, and as soon as he finished speaking, the person was gone.

Only Han Yiming and Wang Qingsong were left here. Wang Qingsong gritted his teeth, stared at Han Yiming with his eyes, pinched the sword in his hand and said, "Han, did you kill my master?" Han Yiming was speechless. Wang Qingsong said, "My fellow disciple is dead in your hands? Master Han, you are really a person who is right and wrong!" Han Yiming paused and said, "If you want to take revenge, you will come up." Wang Qingsong said, "You have not answered me, Master Han, you must be brave enough if you dare to do it! Could it be that you dare to do it, don't you dare to do it?"

Han Yiming sighed and said, "Even if I do it, just come up if you want to take revenge." Wang Qingsong raised his head and said, "President Han, what is it? Just tell me honestly, right or wrong? If you take responsibility for others, please tell me clearly and let me die even if I die. I, Wang Qingsong, have a poor cultivation level, but I also know that I want to find the victim. If it weren't for you, I will naturally go to him first, and if I can avenge this revenge, then come to find you. Please don't be hypocritical, just say it directly! Tell me bluntly that it was the man who did it!"

Han Yiming said, "I want to say that it was not me who killed me, do you believe it?" Wang Qingsong said, "You are telling the truth? Master Han, are you still lying to me now? Since it wasn't you who killed me, why will your spiritual power stay on the magic array of my sect?" He looked around and shook his head and said, "My sect magic array has been broken, and I can't show it to you. For some reason, we all know that Master is harmed by you? Your spiritual power is on the magic array of my sect. You can't say that I wronged you. I also know that I must die in your hands, and if I die, I will die. My fellow disciples have all died in your hands, and my master died two years ago. I also want to follow their footsteps. At this point, Master Han dares not tell the truth?"

He looked around and said, "Your fellow disciple in Lingshan is no longer here. I just want a truth, so that I can die with my eyes closed." Han Yiming sighed, "Since my senior brother said this, I will tell the truth. The spiritual power is mine, but it is not my one to attack respecting the teacher. Senior Chen is also very respectful in my heart, and I will never attack him. Even that fellow disciple is not my one. But Senior brother can take this account on my head, and I will never refuse." Wang Qingsong sneered, not believing it, but he stopped asking. After a moment of silence, a green light appeared faintly on his body.

Han Yiming looked at the green light that appeared on his body and sighed. Do the disciples under Chen Rufeng's sect have to wait for this long when they practiced the Dharma? If they really meet a powerful person, wouldn't they die? Xingchen left and handed over the matter to him. Chen Rufeng's disciples were left, but they could no longer allow him to leave alive. Mingyuan's sword was really stronger than other swords. Mingyuan's resentful spirits circled around the room and wiped out Chen Rufeng's disciples, leaving only Wang Qingsong who had left before. Han Yiming couldn't stop now. In the past, he could still say that Chen Rufeng's diarrhea had nothing to do with him. Now Chen Rufeng's disciples were all silent, and even the magic array was broken, and he no longer had the opportunity to retreat. As long as Wang Qingsong left alive, he would definitely gather his fellow disciples to come and have trouble with him. He really couldn't be soft-hearted at this time.

But it was not Han Yiming's wish to kill Chen Rufeng's disciples. Looking at the green light on Wang Qingsong's body, Han Yiming felt sad. After a moment, Wang Qingsong opened his eyes and Han Yiming suddenly asked, "How can I take the Blue Dragon Spirit Shield?" He asked Xingchen. Seeing the flashing light of the sword in Wang Qingsong's hand, Han Yiming suddenly wanted to take the Blue Dragon Spirit Shield so that his magic could get close to him. The sadness and anger on Wang Qingsong's face made Han Yiming uneasy. He also had the past of the murder of the teacher. Now he didn't know who else could ask to avenge this revenge besides Pingbo. Therefore, Han Yiming wanted to take the Blue Dragon Spirit Shield, and even if Wang Qingsong was not his opponent, he would like to let him feel resentment.
Chapter completed!