When the words of the Northern Meditation Cultivator came out, many people wondered if they had heard it wrong.

In the recent period, due to various reasons, the high-level cultivators of the human world have experienced a withering, but there has been a blowout, Linya Zhenren, Zong Helan and other characters have been killed or injured in the defense of the capital, and they can no longer return to the ninth order, and Ling Duan, Luo Lingfeng and other emerging ninth-order powerhouses have also appeared in people's field of vision, on the whole, the strength of the cultivators in the human world has not been greatly traumatized, and it can even be said that it has improved.

Sect Master Han of the Snow Peak Sword Sect has always been the top figure in the cultivation world, he was, is, and will still be in the next few years.

Her strength is naturally not as good as those immortal-level powerhouses in the Holy Pavilion, but in the cultivation world, there are only a few opponents who can be considered worthy of a battle by her, and those who dare to challenge her are considered by her to be incompetent.

She is the sharpest sword on the Tianshan Mountain, the founder of the Snow Peak Sword Sect's prestige for decades, and the achievements of the Northern Immortal Cultivation are not low now, but she still won't be taken seriously.

Three swords?

No, a sword is enough.

The self-confidence of a generation of grandmasters will not be affected by the words of a junior, at this moment, the corners of the lips under the veil of the sect master of the Snow Peak Sword Sect couldn't help but show a sneer, I don't know if it was because of the Northern Meditation Cultivator's self-determination or something else.

If it weren't for Yuan Xue's involvement, she would only play with Bei Mingxiu, and everything would be decided with one sword.

She glanced at Yuan Xue and said, "Good bet, I accept it." ”

Yuan Xue had already looked shocked at this time, and couldn't help but remind Bei Mingxiu to give up with her eyes, but after seeing that Bei Mingxiu was still turning a blind eye, she was a little confused in her heart.

As a person concerned, she knew why the Northern Meditation Cultivator would make a three-sword covenant with the sect master, but it was just ...... What do you think?

In her confusion, the Sect Master of the Snow Peak Sword Sect had already gently broken away from her, standing ten meters away from the Northern Meditation Cultivator, the pure white long sword at her waist was already half an inch out of its sheath.

It was an extremely pure white, which was unreastinable, but it did not feel any warmth, as if the snow on the Tianshan Mountains had not melted all year round.

This sword is no stranger to anyone who has experienced the Sword Demon Rebellion back then.

The Snow Peak Sword Sect is located in a remote area, and there are no resources worthy of the attention of the Sword Demon, so the Sword Demon did not come in person, but just sent a blood sword attendant under his command to break through the resistance of the Snow Peak Sword Sect with blood light, kill it, and then ...... There is no then.

At that time, there were not many people who killed the blood sword attendant who could be said to be the disciple of the Sword Demon alone, and she was one of them, and it was precisely because of this incident that the Snow Peak Sword Sect participated in the camp of the world's sword demon, and in this process, this pure white sword impressed many people, and even unforgettable for a lifetime.

This sword will definitely see blood when it is unsheathed! The Sect Master of the Snow Peak Sword Sect has no intention of keeping his hand.

Yuan Xue's face turned pale, and she hurriedly tried to dissuade her master, but Bei Mingxiu touched her head with a smile, and asked her to wait aside as if nothing happened, and then also pulled out the Han Ying Sword.

He stood opposite her, as if he was seeing each other through the wind and snow, and the chill was gradually rising.

......

Ji Xichun's face was very ugly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Are you sure you won't stop it?"

If he could, he would have already taken action to stop that mother-in-law for Bei Ming Xiu, but Yu Changping didn't make a move, and he didn't let them make a move, seeing this tense situation, how could he not be anxious?

Yu Changping snorted coldly and said, "That kid makes his own decisions, let's just watch." ”

He Bi on the side had already condensed spiritual power on his fingertips, and his brows furrowed slightly: "But he won't have any chance." ”

The Northern Meditation Cultivator is now the leader of the Heavenly Dao Alliance, and his status in the cultivation world is enough to be on par with the Sect Master of the Snow Peak Sword Sect, or even overpowered, but at the cultivation level, the two can be described as different from each other, not to mention that the Northern Meditation Cultivator has just experienced a tragic pursuit, and the state is definitely not good, and the outcome of this battle is already doomed, no matter how you look at it.

If the Northern Immortal Cultivator is defeated, seriously injured, crippled, or even killed directly in broad daylight, not to mention the destruction of the reputation of the Heavenly Dao Alliance, the impact of this incident may be even more far-reaching, and it will definitely not be a good thing, and He Bi knows very well that the Sect Master of the Snow Peak Sword Sect will definitely not care about all the false names on the Northern Immortal Cultivator, nor will he care about the consequences in the future, and her strength is definitely above him, the Hall Master of the Martial Sect.

The vast majority of the members of the Heavenly Dao Alliance had similar thoughts to He Bi, and in the face of such a top powerhouse, the Northern Immortal Cultivator would not have any chance, even if he should have been the pride of the Heavenly Dao Alliance.

No matter how entangled they were in their hearts now, the current Northern Immortal Cultivator only had the Snow Peak Sword Sect Sect Master and her sword in his eyes, and all the other external objects were not in his thoughts.

The Sect Master of the Snow Peak Sword Sect, one of the top ninth-order powerhouses in the human world, after the cliff real person was seriously injured and retired, the most powerful sword cultivator under the top of the clouds, a strong man of this level was placed in the past, he would definitely not take the initiative to provoke, let alone provoke in his current state, but in this battle, he had a clear conscience, and he must win.

Looking at the calm appearance of the Northern Immortal Cultivator, the gaze of the Sect Master of the Snow Peak Sword Sect stopped for a moment, but it was only for a moment.

She spoke, a flat voice flowing from under the veil: "First sword." ”

When the unwavering tail of the word "sword" fell, a terrible sword roar resounded in all directions, and a sword qi with an extremely cold meaning roared out from her blade, stinging everything in the air, like a raging snowstorm.

The sword qi was hidden in the wind and snow, but it revealed its power outside the wind and snow, and at this moment, there was really only a piece of pure white left in the eyes of the Northern Meditation Cultivator.

The world in front of him seemed to be completely white, and the blizzard almost buried him completely, and in the raging wind and snow, he had almost lost all his senses, and even the sword in his hand could hardly be grasped.

This sword seemed to isolate him from the whole world!

Northern Immortal Cultivator didn't know this sword, but Yuan Xue knew it clearly, the last form of the Tianshan Sword Duel, which she had not been skilled in back then, was now the most powerful in the hands of the most skilled user of the Tianshan Sword Duel, her face had turned pale almost instantly, and she almost fell to the ground.

Wind and snow bury the day.

The essence of the last style of the Tianshan Sword Technique is only in the word "burial", and this style is a pure murderous move.

This style is cultivated to the deepest depth, and the sky can also be buried, what about people?

The Sect Master of the Snow Peak Sword Sect, in the face of the Northern Immortal Cultivator who dared to challenge her, really didn't spare the slightest hand, and he didn't even hide her murderous aura!

......

The world of the Northern Darkness Cultivation was already pure white, in the midst of the raging wind and snow, there was no sound, and there was nothing other than white snow, his Northern Darkness Cold Qi, his Cold Darkness Sword, and his Cold Darkness Sword Intent all seemed to be gone, but he knew that they were all by his side and had never left.

It's like now he can't sense the existence of the Snow Peak Sword Sect Master, but she is definitely right in front of him.

This piece of wind, snow and cold domain was all transformed by the sword qi of the sect master of the Snow Peak Sword Sect, if he couldn't break it, the only result would be to be completely buried under the blizzard.

Bei Ming Xiu closed his eyes, and his mind moved slightly.

The sword path of the Shoreless Sword Peak pays attention to the sword moving at will, and the wind, snow and cold can hide all his feelings, but it can't freeze his heart.

A gust of wind blew quietly in the world of wind and snow, blowing the pure white hair of the Northern Meditation Cultivator slightly, like a thin needle falling into the sea, and disappeared in an instant.

Just because you're missing doesn't mean you don't exist.

The sound of the wind suddenly rose, and a cold wind whistled out, sweeping all the snow off Bei Mingxiu's body, and when the snow fell, a small sword light that seemed to be imperceptible rushed into the wind and snow like lightning, and was quickly swallowed by this pure white world.

The sword light can't change anything, just like this snowy land that seems to have existed for a long time has not been missing a snowflake because of the sword light, it seems that nothing has changed, but the corners of Bei Mingxiu's mouth do have a stiff smile.

A soft sound suddenly sounded in this supposedly silent world of wind and snow, as if the glass had been smashed into a small hole by a stone, crisp and pleasant.

This soft sound was followed by a faint surprise and an oppressive force that almost broke his heart.

Bei Ming Xiu staggered back dozens of steps, the qi and blood in his chest surged, the clothes in front of him were already full of cold ice, although he was embarrassed, his right hand was in a state of false grasp, and the Cold Shadow Sword flew back quickly and fell into his hands.

He looked at the Snow Peak Sword Sect Sect Master, who was farther away from him, and showed a smug smile.

The Sect Master of the Snow Peak Sword Sect did not look at him, but at his right hand.

There was a tiny notch in the cuffs, small but glaring to her eyes.

It was only at this time that there were a lot of exclamations among the members of the Heavenly Dao Alliance who were watching around, and Yuan Xue was already so surprised that she couldn't close her mouth, and then let out a cheer out of place, as if she realized that she was not doing it well, she hurriedly covered her mouth, but the cold gaze of the Snow Peak Sword Sect Sect Master still swept over her.

She ignored Yuan Xue, and just looked at Bei Ming Cultivation indifferently, as if she wanted to get an explanation.