Bei Ming held the hilt of the sword, and with a turn, the splitting sword skimmed over Xiu Mi's palm and slashed around his wrist. Xiu Mi immediately withdrew his hand, and his palm was almost broken.

Bei Ming recaptured the Splitting Pole Sword, and followed towards Xiumi's eyes. Xiu Mi is very tall, about two meters, and Beiming is much shorter than him.

It is said that with such a swift swordsmanship, Xiu Mi should have dodged, but who expected Xiu Mi to have a yin and evil smile and actually come towards the sword blade of the Northern Darkness. I saw a misalignment under his feet, and it moved parallel to the North Hell's Splitting Sword. He grabbed Beiming's sword-holding arm, grabbed it hard, and twisted it with his backhand, and Beiming's arm was explained. In the eyes of the wolf clan, human beings have always been a weak flesh and blood body that cannot be manipulated.

Xiu Mi's sharp palm suddenly exerted force, wanting to break the arm of the Northern Darkness, but suddenly, he was stunned in his hand, "What's the matter!" Xiu Mi only felt that the arm bone of the Northern Darkness held in his hand was as solid as King Kong, and under the sudden force, he didn't move at all! The feeling of shattering that he should have felt did not appear at all. He then raised his hand and pouted, intending to break Beiming's arm in reverse.

Beiming's captured arm, the palm of his hand loosened, and the splitting sword was taken over by the other hand. Cut off Shumi's neck. Xiu Mi was ruthless in his heart, and he was going to unload the arm of the North Underworld, so he simply didn't dodge or dodge, and raised his other arm to cross with the North Underworld.

The North Darkness horizontal sword stabbed out, and when he saw Xiu Mi raise his hand to block it, he immediately let go, let go of the hilt, and then turned his wrist and held it back, and the sword was erected by the North Ming again, cutting at Xiu Mi's long arm.

Xiu Mi is invincible, and the little splitting sword can't help him. But as soon as the Northern Darkness Sword Blade slashed through Xiumi's gray clothes, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and a trace of red blood stained the Northern Darkness Sword Blade. When Xiu Midden let go of Bei Ming's arm, his palm waved in front of Bei Ming's body, and the sharp armor almost wanted to hook Bei Ming's face. Beiming also hurriedly retreated.

The two stood at opposite ends. These tricks were dismantled, and both of them were out of breath. Xiumi looked at his forearm, and was cut a thin cut by Beiming, and he reached out to wipe it off. Bei Ming also flipped his arm, and it was also painful to be twisted by Xiu Mi just now.

Xiu Mi never expected that Bei Ming's body bones would be cultivated so hard by himself, and it was not much different from the body of his wolf clan! Far from the battle between Xiumen and Fanyin, who he was watching, before Fanyin had no illusion wild ghosts, he was just a mortal flesh. It wasn't until she made a wild ghost illusion and ice into the bone marrow texture that Xiumen didn't hurt her flesh and bones. But today, this Bei Ming didn't use any spiritual magic at all, but he couldn't let Xiu Mi break his muscles and bones and break his arm, which made Xiu Mi unexpected.

Beiming also didn't expect that a wolf clan like Xiumi was huge, good at attacking and breaking through, and defended without permission. But who would have expected that after Xiu Mi transformed into a human form, his body was so good, wielding it freely, combining rigidity and softness, and being very agile, he couldn't see that it was a fierce beast of the wolf clan. It really shocked him.

Shumi stood in place for a while, looking at Beiming, fingers cessing.

"What is it?" Bei Ming opened his mouth first. I saw Xiumi's long fluorescent green eyes flash, shooting out an obscure and gloomy gaze. "You want to use the three thousand wolf clan to destroy me? "Beiming's words are meaningful.

"Does he know ......" Xiu Mi was stunned.

Only this momentary doubt has been seen by Beiming, and he continued, "With your little strength, you want to destroy Dongling?" Beiming glanced at Xiumi, "What about your father?"

Hearing the word father, Xiu Mi was in good spirits. The boss of the wolf clan, the wolf king Shura is not in this battlefield. "The Northern Tang Dynasty is really thoughtful and probing very deeply!" said Xiu Mi secretly in his heart.

The battle began, and before the leader of the wolf clan appeared, Beiming already felt strange. He tested Xiu Mi with words just now, and seeing that his expression was slightly sluggish, Bei Ming became more determined, "Their purpose is not to attack Dongling...... The wolf clan can't only have only three thousand. So what are they wolf clan for......"

"He can't know! He wants to be tempted!" Xiu Mi also came to his senses, and then smiled: "If you want to say that it is for you, do you believe it?" Bei Ming looked at Xiu Mi, this thing is evil and cunning, and the words in his mouth are not half true, let alone guess what he wants to do. However, Beiming didn't have time to think about anything else, Xiu Mi was full of spiritual power at this time, and the killing intent was raging. "In any case, I will make a decision on your life today! I will save endless troubles in the future!" Xiu Mi said sharply, "The three thousand wolf clan can't destroy you Dongling, but it's enough to destroy you in the Northern Tang Dynasty and Beiming alone!"

"If you have a kind, you can try it!" Bei Ming's eyes were piercing, and he shouted loudly!

The tug-of-war between the two began again.

Halfway through the ugly hour, five hours have passed since the North Darkness went deep into the wolf's den, and the night is thick, and the fog is damp and cold. Yan Tong stayed abroad. Little by little, he counted the time and closed his eyes.

"What is he doing?" asked Mo Dori, who had a good look, and Xing Zhenhao walked past the people of the Etiquette Department.

"Who are you asking?" Xing Zhen didn't quite understand.

"Wow. Mo Duoli pointed in the direction of Yan Tong with her chin.

"Oh, you mean our captain, he's closing off his five senses and using his inspiration to perceive the situation within the Liao Territory"

"Inspiration?" Mordolly sneered, "Even if he has good spiritual power, but such a thing as inspiration is not real, and it is only a few miles away." He hadn't even entered Liaodi, he didn't know how complicated the terrain was and how big the territory was. ”

Xuanhua listened to Mo Duoli's words and couldn't help but look at Yan Tong's side again.

After hearing this, Xing Zhen smiled, didn't say anything more, and turned around and walked towards Yan Tong. When he walked to Yan Tong's side, he found that Yan Tong's face was not good. Xing Zhen also became vigilant.

I only saw Yan Tong leaning down, kneeling on one knee, stretching out his slender two fingers, and plunging into the frozen ground. Xuanhua was startled, and hurriedly covered his mouth with his hand, for fear that he would hurt and hurt his fingers.

As time passed, Yan Tong's expression did not relax, and he probed two more inches, and then entered twice in succession. At this time, Yan Tong's two fingers were all submerged in the soil. Just after a while, Yan Tong's palm Huo Ran strengthened, and the remaining three fingers pierced it at the same time. Mo Duoli looked at Yan Tong's appearance, and his expression had unconsciously changed from his previous disdain to solemnity.

After a while, Yan Tong jerked his hand back from the ground and stood up. His eyebrows tightened, Xing Zhen had never seen a captain who had always been easy-going and calm, and he was so uneasy.

"Captain, is there any situation?" Xing Zhen asked.

Yan Tong thought for a moment, and immediately said, "We can't wait any longer, let's start now!"

"Now?" Xing Zhen looked at the flower on his wrist, just after two o'clock in the morning. He knew that his captain and the Minister of the Northern Underworld had a good tacit understanding, and the two partners never disagreed. On the battlefield, the difference between victory and defeat is immediately apparent. Now, Yan Tong has changed their previous battle plan, which was originally limited to tomorrow morning, and at this moment, the time has been greatly advanced.

"That's right, you left behind with a column of 1,000 people, and I and the remaining 1,000 people entered Liaodi!"