Before Han Yiming took action, the spiritual shield behind him turned around, like a light curtain, blocking the spiritual light that came first. Han Yiming held a sword in his hand and looked at them motionlessly. The Pingbo Sects had long controlled the peach wood sword and made a circle of spiritual lights, but no matter how they hit, they could not penetrate the light of the spiritual shield. Han Yiming saw that they were fighting seriously, but they could not penetrate the light of the spiritual shield. A spiritual shield made them all dead here. The blue dragon scales given by the boy were really excellent spiritual objects, but Chen Ruofu's spiritual shield had not been refined yet. He had already refined it earlier, so he would feel much more at ease. Among his fellow disciples, this senior brother had the lowest cultivation level, so the spiritual shield was the most important to him. If he had a spiritual shield, he would not be afraid of Pingbo's plot in the future. That would really make people feel relieved.

He stood among the spiritual shield, and the Pingbo Sect used all kinds of methods, but he could not penetrate his spiritual shield. Song Chuqun's cultivation was not weak, but at this time he was exhausted for his whole life and could not get close to Han Yiming. He felt very unhappy and his subordinates became more and more nervous. They were fighting on the ground, but Han Yiming seemed to be strolling in the garden, looking at them mockingly. Song Chuqun was a firecracker-like stinger, and he could not hold back at this moment. He shouted loudly, but he still couldn't get a killer move that he had been holding for a long time.

When Han Yiming saw Song Chuqun, he looked coldly as if he saw a joke. In his eyes, Song Chuqun's cultivation was not enough. He had never been afraid of him before, nor had he been at a disadvantage, so he did not take him seriously at this time. But Han Yiming did not regard Song Chuqun as if nothing had happened. Even though Song Chuqun had all kinds of bad things, one thing was that he was extremely loyal to Pingbo. Because of his loyalty, he looked at him more. Han Yiming didn't know what the Taoist Pingbo was to his disciples, but seeing that his disciples were all loyal to him, this was eye-catching. Han Yiming could not understand how Pingbo made his disciples so loyal to him? The teachers and commanders of Lingshan were also very good to their disciples. Why did he betray Lingshan at a critical moment?

Song Chuqun took his fellow disciples to attack Han Yiming in one go. All the moves were filled with a light of inspiration, and they all hit Han Yiming's spiritual shield, and they couldn't get in. Song Chuqun was a man who believed in his desperation. He knew that he would be defeated, but his fellow disciples didn't have the same idea as him. There were many smart people under Pingbo's sect, and several knowledgeable disciples knew that they could not do anything to him, so they suddenly wanted to leave. When they looked at each other, they knew everything they thought. They nodded and wanted to retreat, but Song Chuqun did not leave.

One of them said, "Senior Brother Song, I'm going to beat this kid now, but let's take it first." Song Chuqun hated others the most and said that he was not as good as others, and shouted, "What does it mean to be unable to beat? I just want to kill this kid." Two of them looked at each other, rushed up together, one left and one right, each holding one arm, and said, "Go" and steered into the air and went out of the air. The Pingbo Sect's disciple retreated like water, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. From a distance, Song Chuqun could still hear his roar, "You Xu Dan, who is afraid of death, lose your face, I want..."

After a while, he couldn't even hear the sound. Han Yiming withdrew his spirit shield and stood there. Chen Ruofu walked out of the barrier and said, "Junior brother, Pingbo will be so angry that he was half angry." Han Yiming sneered: "He should be hated for half to death and did not bear me before Nankan. He would have no way to bear me in the future. He thought that if he had expected that there was Jinri, he would probably not let me go even if he fought to death." Chen Ruofu said, "Where are we going?" Han Yiming was about to go wherever he was going, and suddenly heard the sound of grass beside him, and someone approached. Looking back, a strong figure was dragging an iron rod and was walking towards him. Wuming, somehow, appeared in front of them again.

Chen Ruofu also heard the sound, looked back and said, "He's okay, he's following again." Han Yiming said, "Now Master Huang Songtao is going to hate us to death." Chen Ruofu smiled and said, "Did he hate us before? Since Wuming followed you, when hasn't he hated us? He can do nothing, so he naturally hates you. After all, if there is no you in this world, Wuming will have no one to follow. Although he doesn't follow him, at least he can see it. It's strange to say, what about Wuming?

Then you are following you? No one else is following you, and he is following you, and he is still following you. He is also following you. At this moment, another divine stone has been added. Senior Huang Songtao heard this, and I don’t know what he thought.” Han Yiming said: “How can I care about so many things. I have never met him before. Why did he follow me? This is another difficult mystery.” Chen Ruofu said: “Junior brother, are you tired? Let’s go in and take a break, how about Mingri’s departure?”

Just as they were talking, Wuming had already walked into the barrier made by the boy. Han Yiming and Chen Ruofu looked at each other and it was really impossible to deal with him. No one could see the barrier made by the boy except the disciples of Lingshan, so Wuming walked into it easily. Han Yiming said, "I really don't know how he saw it." Chen Ruofu said, "Fortunately, he will find a safe place. If he was outside, he would probably have to fight after a while." Han Yiming said, "We should rest, I am not tired, but you can see what Senior Huang Songtao will look like when he comes." Suddenly, he heard the breeze behind him. When he turned around, he saw that Linggu was coming. Under the moonlight, Baiguran came here slowly, but it was really not slow. He had arrived in front of him and walked into the barrier.

The two of them also walked into the barrier. When they walked in, they saw Wuming's hands and feet spread out, lying in the corner of the wall and slept soundly, snoring everywhere. In this short moment, he had already slept with a sweet sleep. He seemed to have never gone out to grab the magic stone, and he had been sleeping there all the time. He held the Pixie Sword in his right hand, and the magic stone in his left hand was the magic stone. However, he didn't hold it tightly, and the magic stone also lost its light, it was just a pitch-black piece, which was held in his hand. The spiritual bone stood in the courtyard, motionless. Han Yiming looked carefully and saw that there were no bones on the spiritual bone. On the leg bone, there was a talisman that was walking like the wind. The blue dragon tendons on the hand bone were deeply embedded in the spiritual bone, showing deep patterns on the spiritual bone's hand bone.

Chen Ruofu said, "Junior brother, thanks to you just now. If it weren't for your reminder, I would probably have to fight to the death." Han Yiming said, "Senior brother, you are too anxious." Chen Ruofu sighed, "I think my self-repression is not bad, but when I saw the Pingbo Sect, I still want to fight to the people. I wasted these people here. Looking at this divine stone, I thought more. Most of them felt that I could not advance and retreat with my fellow disciples and fight to the death together, and I felt very sad. Junior brother, if I think too much, I feel cowardly. Everyone is fighting for Lingshan, but I am low in my practice.
Chapter completed!