Han Yiming no longer said with him, "That's right! But you can never go to Lingshan! Even if I am silent, you can't go to Lingshan even if you take my spiritual power! I will not lie to you: You can never go to Lingshan and will never be able to fight against the stars. You will still be silent, and you will be silent under the Lingshan, the hands of the stars."

Yuan Hui laughed: "That might be a pity that you can't see me dealing with him."

He made a gesture and pressed towards Han Yiming's forehead.

It was in this moment that Han Yiming's palm felt hot again, and the heat was so hot that he could reach his heart. His fingers moved lightly, and there was a hilt of the sword on his palm. Although Han Yiming could not move, he could move his fingers. He pointed at Yuanhui, and the Tengjiao Sword had already escaped and stabbed directly from Yuanhui's chest with a red light!

The Tengjiao sword passed through Yuanhui's chest, and Yuanhui's hand froze in the air. He looked at Han Yiming with his eyes, and his expression turned into disbelief.

After a moment, he fell to the ground. What was gushing out of his chest was not blood but spiritual light. Yuanhui pointed his finger at Han Yiming, his lips moved slightly, but he couldn't speak.

Han Yiming's vest was still hurting severely, Yuan Hui fell seriously injured and could no longer attack him. He had a chance to survive.

At this time, the Tengjiao sword had long been flying where it was, but Han Yiming succeeded with one blow and lost all his strength, just looking at Yuan Hui.

Yuan Hui pointed at Han Yiming and said for a while: "I still lost to you in this move!"

White light shone out from his face. He looked at Han Yiming and said, "I forgot that you can drive the Tengjiao sword, but it's a chess game."

Before Han Yiming could make a sound, a clear voice came from afar: "Two junior brothers, wait for me, show mercy!"

Yuan Hui smiled miserably at Han Yiming: "Don't blame me!"

Before Han Yiming understood what he meant, he had reached out and inserted his hand into his eyes, then waved the hand into the air and fell down.

After a moment, Yuanhui's body became transparent and disappeared after a moment.

The magic circle he drew disappeared with his disappearance. Han Yiming felt that all his limbs and bones had strength. The spiritual power he had sucked away by Yuan Hui returned and returned to his body.

After the magic array disappeared, only two crystal clear round beads left on the reef, shaped like pearls and emitted a faint light.

Although Han Yiming had the strength, his vest was in great pain. He could not see the injury to the vest, so he could only sit there and wait.

The two round beads were crystal clear. Han Yiming knew that this was Yuan Hui's spiritual power. His magic array was originally used to absorb his own spiritual power. But he snatched the Tengjiao Sword and seized the opportunity to survive. He pierced through Yuan Hui with one sword. Before he died, the magic array absorbed his spiritual power. Although the magic array disappeared when he died, his spiritual power did not dissipate, but was absorbed and retained by his magic array.

After a while, a figure appeared in the distance, walking towards this side as he stepped on the reefs exposed in the West Sea.

The man was tall, with a sword on his back and holding another sword in his hand, which was clear.

He rushed straight to this side. Han Yiming looked at the two round beads on the reef, reached out to pick them up and put them in his arms.

Mingxi was very fast, and soon he had arrived in front of Han Yiming. When he saw Han Yiming, he looked around for a while and said, "Junior brother, where is the leader of Yuanhui?"

Han Yiming had already seen that the Tengjiao sword was in his hand!

At this time, Yuanhui had already transformed away, and his spiritual power had been picked up and put away by Han Yiming. He was the only one here.

Mingxi looked around and said, "Junior brother, where is the head of Yuanhui?"

Han Yiming really didn't know how to tell Mingxi in detail. He looked at Mingxi and shook his head. Mingxi looked at him for a moment and said, "Did you kill him?"

Mingxi's question was very straightforward, but Han Yiming could not answer the same straightforward answer, and he was silent.

Mingxi said: "Junior brother! Did you really kill him?"

Han Yiming said, "Senior Brother, I, I didn't..." He couldn't continue to say anything. Yuanhui was really dead at his own hands. He stopped and said, "It's him who wants to kill me, I have no choice but to take action... Senior Brother, look at my back."

Yuan Hui took action behind him. Han Yiming still felt pain on his back at this time. He couldn't see it, but he must have been injured. Then he turned around and let Mingxi see it.

But it was clear that there was nothing wrong with him. Han Yiming's back was intact, there were no traces of magic, and he had not suffered any serious damage.

Mingxi looked carefully and said, "Junior brother, what's wrong with your back? There is nothing wrong with it!"

Han Yiming was stunned for a moment. He could not see the injuries on his back, but when he looked back, he gradually understood in his heart that even Yuan Hui had dispelled himself!

I have a dragon scale spiritual shield to protect myself. The spirit sees the shattered spirit and disappears without a trace. Even if I am injured, it is limited, so it is normal for me to clearly not see the scars.

Yuanhui did not intend to kill himself as soon as he took action. What he wanted was to obtain his spiritual power. But because he failed to kill himself, his counterattack caused him to die, his magic disappeared completely. Therefore, Mingming came and could no longer see any trace of him attacking him, and his killing Yuanhui became an indelible fact!

At this point, Han Yiming understood why Yuanhui said: Don’t blame me!

Yuanhui has been in a difficult situation all the way, in order to make himself feel sympathy and die at his hands, so that he can get his spiritual power to be hostile to the stars.

But he was so soft-hearted that he was deceived by him and kept sympathizing with him. He realized that he wanted to kill himself. Even if he could not kill himself, he would still trap himself injustice!

When his life and life were fighting, Han Yiming could not think of so many things. Only then did he realize that Yuanhui's calculations about him were so deep that even if he died, he would have to leave many problems for himself!

Mingxi looked around and said, "Junior brother, where is the head of Yuanhui?"

Han Yiming couldn't answer. At this time, he wanted to tell Mingxi Yuanhui that he was dead and died at his own hands?

Mingxi asked twice in a row, and stopped asking. He looked Han Yiming from head to toe for a moment, then looked at the Tengjiao sword in his hand, and still looked around the vast West Sea.

Han Yiming knew that this was the last time he and Mingxi treated him as his brothers. Yuanhui was dead, and he could no longer explain many things. Even if he could make it clear, Mingxi would not protect him like a junior brother!

At this time, the pain in his vest had disappeared, and the magic array before Yuanhui disappeared without a trace. Can Tengjiao sword have its own spiritual power? Can Yuanhui's spiritual power?

After a while, Ming turned his head clearly and looked at Han Yiming and said, "Have you really killed the head of Yuanhui?"

The clear voice was extremely calm, and I could not hear the ups and downs of my thoughts, but Han Yiming knew that this was the moment he was most disappointed with him!

He looked at the West Sea. The waves on the West Sea were endless, rolling from the horizon toward this place, surpassing the reefs under their feet, running behind them, and disappearing on their way.

He looked at the Tengjiao sword in Mingxi's hand. There was a trace of spiritual energy wrapped around the Tengjiao sword, which was the afterglow of the Thousand-Jin Slash.

This is the first time Han Yiming knew that Qianjun Slash would still have lingering charm, just a trace of spiritual power gently entangled. Although there was only a trace of spiritual power left, he no longer had to say anything about it.
Chapter completed!