I saw Xiu Mi quickly retreating behind the cliff, and he wanted to distance himself from the North Underworld to buy himself time to transform himself. When he clenched the turquoise brilliant spirit stone in his hand, he wanted to exert his strength. I saw that a dodge of the North Ming had followed him.

Xiu Mi was caught off guard, and Beiming's "iron rod" had already smashed down on his wrist. Xiu Midden shrank as he could, and the spirit stone almost fell out of his hand. Beiming took an inch, and the iron rod hit the abdomen of Xiu Mi. Xiu Mi was busy protecting the spirit stone, and for a moment he was negligent, and he was hit by the blow of Beiming, and he immediately bared his teeth in pain, but he didn't see him spitting blood. Beiming didn't delay any longer, and took the opportunity to wave his two sticks, one at each of Xiumi's two forearms. Immediately after a turn of the wrist, Xiumi's two elbows, thigh bones, and calf bones were beaten with sticks one after another.

Shumi was so hurt that she almost fell to the ground. Bei Ming shook a void, came to Xiumi's back, followed his spine from bottom to top, from the tail vertebra to his neck, and hit him five times in a row, hurting his hands ruthlessly. In the last stroke, Zhengzheng thirteen moves, the North Underworld used his strength and hit Xiu Mi's neck fiercely, this is one of the Northern Underworld stunts - the Thirteen Sacrifices. Beiming came all the way from Dongling, whether it was holding a splitting sword to kill wolves and beasts, or the current "iron rod", beating Xiumi, all of them used his swordsmanship thirteen sacrifices.

The thirteen sacrifices are the purest body magic techniques, without half of the spiritual power available, a total of thirteen moves. These thirteen moves are not a fixed hit on a certain part of the enemy's body. Instead, those who use this body technique, when using this killing technique, must mobilize all the strength of the whole body, let their own luck, muscles, muscles and bones expand to the maximum physical limit, and quickly hit the relevant important parts of the enemy's body through weapons or fists, feet, and knives. Causes the enemy to take thirteen heavy blows in a row while breathing, and with the last blow, all the previous twelve parts resonate with the thirteenth, completely destroying the enemy.

The Thirteen Sacrifices are the most lethal swordsmanship created by the Northern Underworld. Each of these moves permeated his entire energy. When the thirteen moves are used up, his physical fitness will also drop significantly. The reason why Bei Ming created this body method is to create a chance for himself to be reborn as a Jedi without being able to mobilize his spiritual power, and force himself to exert the limits of human instinct. Practicing this method, Beiming treats himself extremely harshly, and he has to create a sense of impending death every time before he stops.

The reason why Fanyin only learned seven kills was because her physical fitness was not enough to support her to complete the remaining six moves, and Beiming helped her optimize and streamline it to seven moves, so it was called seven kills. This is also the reason why Xiu Mi wanted to break Beiming's arm in the first place, but he didn't succeed. Beiming has long trained his muscles and bones to be steel and strong, even compared to the wolf clan. It is similar to the wild ghost illusion of Sanskrit, except that one is spiritual, and the other is pure muscles, bones, and bodies.

Xiu Mi was hit on the neck for the last time, and when he got on the ground, he felt that the bones of his limbs and hundreds of bones were like being broken and broken by Qi Qi, and he howled out in pain. Shumi had always prided himself on being a wolf with a natural armor, and he had never been hit hard. He had tasted such pain for the first time in his life. It hurt him so much that his head was like an explosion, and he staggered and ran.

"Bastard!" Shumi roared angrily! his chest resonated, and the sky shook with the sound of hunting. On the battlefield under the cliff of the wolf's lair, everyone looked back, and Xiumi's wolf cry shook people's eardrums.

Bei Ming wanted to keep up and strike again. But he had already consumed too much in a few fights, and the Thirteen Sacrifices of such power had used most of his physical strength, and his pace was a little slower at the moment. Xiu Mi took a few wrong steps and dodged away.

Beiming struck a heavy blow and pounced into the air. His iron rod hit the mountain rock, and he saw the five-sided wolf-headed peaks fall apart in an instant. Xiumi looked at Bei Ming fiercely: "Bastard! Bug!" followed, and Xiu Mi let out a rumbling sound in his throat.

"Oops! he's going to transfigure!" Raising his hands, the two iron rods spun extremely quickly in Bei Ming's hands. "Drink!" Bei Ming riveted all his strength, flew up, and stabbed the two iron rods into Xiumi's body. At the moment when the iron rod touched Shuya, the iron rod began to transform from the pointed point, and pieces of sickle-like blades drilled out of the top of the iron rod, like a spindle, and twisted into Shuya's body.

Shuya let out a whimper of pain. But he hunched and motionless, letting the iron scythe burrow into his back. This slender iron rod is the short-hit weapon of the Northern Underworld, the sickle and pestle. It looks like a slender iron rod, but it is actually made of thirteen steel blades rolled together.

Suddenly, Shumi's body was alienated and deformed, swelled out, and returned to the appearance of a wolf beast. A roar of rage came from within him. He was set up by him and leaned on Xiumi's back. Xiumi's wolf took advantage of the trend. Bei Ming's body was sharply retracted, and he withdrew into the air, and the sickle in his hand had been pulled off Xiumi's body, only to see the blood on Xiumi's back gushing out, and the skin and flesh were open, revealing the white bones on his back.

Beiming opened the weapon in his hand, and the sickle and pestle had changed from two iron rods to two iron sickles, and they rotated extremely fast in his hand, and thousands of wolf steel needles were blocked.

Xiu Mi turned around, his eyes were about to split, and he jumped up at the North Ming in mid-air, opened his mouth and bit it.

Seeing that Xiu Mi had arrived in front of him, Bei Ming's eyebrows froze, leaned over and did not move, and the sickle flower was harvested into an iron rod again. Xiumi's bloody mouth instantly swallowed the Northern Darkness. In Xiumi's huge wolf's mouth, Bei Ming suddenly erected an iron rod and slammed it at Xiumi's upper jaw. Xiumi's palate was suddenly pushed out of a bloody hole. He opened his mouth wide.

Beiming jumped sideways and jumped out of the wolf's mouth. As soon as he came out of the wolf's mouth, he put his hands together and swung an iron rod towards Xiumi's nose bone, striking four times in a row.

There was a pause from Xiumi's nose bone, and it broke. For a while, Xiu Mi was full of blood in his nose. The pain was so painful that his head was broken, and the wolf's mane suddenly tightened, and he retreated again and again.

Beiming finally returned to the ground, and when his legs landed, he was already unstable, and his leg bones were weak, and he almost fell. "Oops! I'm running out of stamina!" Bei Ming was anxious.

In this battle, he gasped for breath, and now he has no spiritual blessings. Coupled with the excessive blood loss he had, Beiming already felt his body fluttering at this time. If Xiumi attacks again, he will definitely not be able to stop it. Although Xiu Mi was hit hard by the North Darkness in a row, he was still able to persevere. After Bei Ming used all his strength to use the thirteen sacrifices, he knew that if he didn't take Xiu Mi again, it would be dangerous.

The reason why Bei Ming fought with Xiu Mi for nearly an hour was to force him not to make a night mourning. This guy is crazy and has no scruples. On the battlefield, the soldiers fought viciously with the wolves, and there was still a possibility of victory, but once Xiumi went crazy, it would be difficult!

At this time, Xiumi stood at the end of the cliff, looking at Beiming with a pair of eyes. He no longer attacked, but stood still. Ying Ying cast his face on his face, and the broken nasal bone began to be repaired gradually, and the blood no longer spilled out of his mouth.