If Han Yiming hadn't slashed Lingshan with his sword, the disciples under Pingbo's sect would still think that he was nothing special. It was just that Zhong Tian had a good time and place, and by chance, he became a disciple who killed demons by chance. It was nothing great. Although Qian Ruohua was smart, he had too high opinion of himself, so his view of Han Yiming was not much different from that of everyone. Although he did not think that this boy was as bad as everyone said, he would never think that this boy was smart. However, he had several inconspicuous fights with Han Yiming, so he was still careful about Han Yiming, thinking that this boy was definitely not empty and had a little cleverness. Otherwise, why could he always escape the master's net?

At this time, when he heard Han Yiming say this, his heart moved and he thought to himself, "This kid is a little enlightened. Is this saying about me!" But he didn't care about it, and he just smiled and said, "Junior Brother Han, are you a guest here?" Han Yiming said, "How?" Qian Ruohua looked around and said, "Well, the owner of this family is too unsatisfied. When the guest comes, he doesn't come out to greet him. Even if he is a guest, why don't he stay in my sect for a while? Why not be a guest?"

Han Yiming sneered, "Whether to be a guest or not, I will just ask you, what are you here? This is not where you come, leave quickly!" He heard someone beside him, "Is it possible that you are the only one? The world is so big, we are also visiting. Our sect also has some reputation. In the past, you must treat you as guests, so we come here as guests. We are just the same, why do you have to chase people?" It would be fine if he didn't say that. After he said this, Han Yiming's new and old hatreds surged into his heart, gritted his teeth, and said, "You came to my Lingshan to grab treasures. I have never regarded you as guests. I only regard you as evil people, so you don't have to say anything. If you know the appearance, leave quickly. If you don't leave, don't blame me for being rude!"

As soon as he finished speaking, laughter came from over there, and someone heard: "You are not the master here, you are not here to drive us out. How can you do this in the world?" Someone laughed: "What a big tone, we are not vegetarians. This kid makes a sound to drive us out." Someone said: "A junior brother, I'm really a rare and easy-to-train for those of us, Lingshan!" Han Yiming said: "Go quickly and go quickly! If you don't leave, I'm not polite!"

Qian Ruohua coughed and said, "Brothers, let's not be as scruples as a junior brother. If we invite this junior brother back, the master will still be a distinguished guest. Why do you have to do this? Besides, Lingshan is gone now. What does this mean if this junior brother joins our sect and everyone in the same school, and then say these words, what does it mean? There is always a leeway for everything, right? Junior Brother Han?" Han Yiming had already gritted his teeth, and heard what he said, Wuminghuo rushed up in a stream, and he expected to follow them. It seemed that if he didn't leave, they planned to take them down and take them back together. He couldn't help but look around, thinking about how many chances of winning if these people in front of him really fought with him?

As soon as he looked here, Qian Ruohua noticed it, looked around and said, "Junior Brother Han, you are also a transparent person. Let's open the skylight and say something bright! Your Lingshan is gone, and you still have the name of a disciple of Lingshan. Why are you better go with us? My master is also very eye-catching to you. Isn't it that you are all disciples? There is no difference between being a disciple. My master is very good to his disciples. If my junior brother joins our sect, how can my master treat his junior brother badly? My master..."

When Han Yiming heard this, he couldn't help but speak, "I'm thanking the teacher, and I'm gone to Lingshan. I'm honoring the teacher, and my senior brothers and sisters are dying countless times. These lives together must be considered as the noble sect. Do I still go to the noble sect? Do you think I'm a person who even joined the sect that destroys my master?" Qian Ruohua said, " Speaking of this, Junior Brother Han, don't say that I don't give you face, I've persuaded you kindly. Don't listen. My senior brothers here are not as easy as me. If they start to fight, no one can hold them back. Junior Brother, you really start to fight. Junior Brother, don't blame us for being ruthless." Han Yiming said coldly: "You have always been."

If you don’t talk about mercy, what kind of mercy can you talk with me now? It seems more appropriate to let us talk to you. You open the skylight and say something bright, but I won’t hide it. I will never join your sect. You don’t have to do all this or that on me. If you want to fight, I will accompany you. If you don’t fight and just talk to me, it will be meaningless. I am not something you can do. If I am moved by your old Taoist, I have already moved, and will I still be here to surrender today? I swear to you. I won’t provoke you because I haven’t attacked you yet. You don’t come to force me. If you really want to start, I’m not afraid of you! If you don’t believe me, why don’t you give me a try?”

In fact, although Han Yiming was not afraid of them, he was a little worried. After all, there were too many people here, so he was not really afraid of them. No matter how many people were, he could not force him to agree to join their sect. What he was worried about was Ling Fengyun holding his hands. If he had empty hands, what was that scary? However, Ling Fengyun was small and weak, and he didn't even dare to use force to hold him, for fear that he would hurt him. If he really fought, this little child would really hinder him. Be careful that others could not hurt him, and be careful that he had not hurt him. Therefore, he was a little hesitant. Qian Ruohua was so clever, and he could see it, and said: Junior Brother Han, it would be a bit unfair to fight. Junior Brother, you must not look good on your face. Junior Brother is also a little famous person, this face... "

As soon as he opened his mouth, Han Yiming couldn't help but snatch it: "My little face is nothing. I have no reputation among my fellow teachers. Even the reputation of respecting my teachers doesn't care about the words of my fellow teachers. I am a disciple of the last rank, and I don't have much to care about. You don't have to say anything. If you want to fight, just come up and fight. Although you are not acclaimed, just come for me. I don't expect you to be open to this little child, anyway, I'll do my best.
Chapter completed!