After the rainy days ago, in addition to Bei Ming Xiu, Si Xiang, Yuan Xue and Xu Jinsong, only three cultivators still insisted on staying in the main village of Fengyun Village.

Whether it was for the spiritual treasure of Fengyun Village, or the sense of justice in their hearts, at least they stayed.

Although the explosion of the five-petal ice lotus was not loud, it was enough for them to attract the attention of cultivators who were responsible for cultivation.

But none of the three of them could get out of the room.

Mu Yu was one of the three cultivators, and when he got up from his sleep and wanted to rush out to see the situation, he suddenly found that he couldn't open the door, even if he used all his strength to hit the door, it was useless, and even the window was sealed.

Mu Yu looked out the window and shouted angrily: "Xu Jinsong, it turns out that the murderer is you!"

The scenery outside the window is blurry.

Covering the window of his room was water.

He could easily trap a fifth-order Dharma Sect in the room with gentle water, and the only one who could make a move was Xu Jinsong.

Xu Jinsong's voice came faintly, "Less blood spews people, I won't do such a conscientious thing." ”

Mu Yu said angrily: "Then you have a kind of solved the spell, and we will fight in a dignified manner." ”

Xu Jinsong didn't respond, and let this fifth-order martial sect vent his dissatisfaction in the room.

After all, this one's attitude is not bad, and the other two have begun to greet his relatives.

At this time, he was sitting next to Yuan Xue, who was still in a coma, injecting spiritual power into the little girl while continuing to blockade the three people in Fengyun Village, occasionally glancing at the battle situation not far away, which was very relaxed.

When the five-petal ice lotus bloomed in the cold mist, he also felt a hint of danger and subconsciously took a step back.

Then he laughed at himself and said to himself: "With his strange cultivation, he can actually fight with Frost Sword Si Xiang to such a point, Zhou Han, Zhou Han, I know the reason why adults want me to look at you." ”

"However, Si Xiang is not such a small character who can be defeated so easily. ”

"What other cards do you have? I'd love to see them. ”

......

Countless ice chips shot into the ground, and the cold fog gradually dissipated, but the clearing was still cold.

Si Xiang's slender figure appeared in the cold fog that gradually dissipated.

At this time, she was still dressed in white and dressed, as holy as the snow lotus on the top of the Tianshan Mountain.

It's just that there are countless tiny scars on her holy and delicate body, leaving mottled bright red marks on her body.

Si Xiang took a deep breath, and dozens of ice darts splashed out of her body, and there was a hidden fall in the wound.

Her eyebrows and eyes were furrowed, and her expression was cold, if Yuan Xue was awake at this time, seeing Si Xiang like this, she would definitely not dare to resist, and obediently followed her back to the Snow Peak Sword Sect.

This means that Si Xiang's anger has been completely ignited.

The first to receive Si Xiang's anger was the leader of the Snow Toad Sect, after that defeat, although he still led the Snow Toad Sect and did not move at all, he no longer dared to provoke the Snow Toad Sword Sect, and even took the initiative to hemorrhage for peace, so that the Snow Toad Sect almost became a vassal of the Snow Toad Sword Sect, but there was no high-level opposition in the Snow Toad Sect.

They were all afraid that when this aunt would break in again and give them a sword. She put it together, and it was terrible.

Now what the Northern Meditation Cultivator has to face is such a Si Xiang.

"I've been pressing my cultivation to the lower grade of the sixth order, just to make you retreat, and now it seems that you are even stronger than I imagined. ”

"But you're still not my match. ”

When he said the second sentence, Si Xiang paused on the word "but".

Of course, Bei Mingxiu understood what she meant.

She didn't want to kill him in the first place, but if he continued, she would wipe him out with all her cultivation.

Fengyun Village is far away from the world, the world knows very little about this place, anyone can die here without knowing it, even the three disciples of the Shoreless Sword Peak are no exception.

Bei Ming Xiu did not want to accept her threat.

Since he decided to make a move, of course he had to win, otherwise it would be better to run away.

If he had changed before, Si Xiang would indeed be an invincible existence to him.

But now, he has the Xiaoice marbles accumulated over several days and months, and he also has the cold sword intent sprayed in the sea.

Moreover, his fallen yuan has successfully invaded Si Xiang's body, even if most of them have been forced out of Si Xiang's body, after all, a small part of them have successfully lurked in her meridians.

Once the erosion of the fallen element is successful, it cannot be removed in a short period of time with spiritual power.

Si Xiang's cultivation is no longer impeccable, this is his opportunity.

Bei Ming Xiu held the hilt of the cold sword that flew back, and followed the sword momentum it accumulated in the air, and slashed towards Si Xiang with a sword.

Si Xiang snorted coldly, raised his sword to meet it, and the sword move did not freeze in the slightest. First Reading Network

The two swords clashed no less than a hundred times in just a few seconds.

The face of the Northern Immortal Cultivator became more and more ugly, and he kept retreating quickly with Yunyou, but the Qiushui Sword was always like the cold wind on the top of the Tianshan Mountain, entangled the Cold Immortal Sword to death.

Each sword is an impact on the meridians of the Northern Meditation Cultivation.

At the end of the sword, Bei Mingxiu couldn't stop vomiting blood, and finally Si Xiang flew up and rolled countless times on the sand, and then smashed into the earthen wall of the main village.

The Stygian Sword fell to the ground, and the icy blue light gradually faded.

That piece of Xiaoice bullet was drowned in the yellow sand again with the tumbling of the Northern Underworld Cultivation.

Although the Northern Meditation Cultivator was still doing his best to reduce their losses when they were kicked away, now that they were buried in the yellow sand, there should only be three or four of the original.

Si Xiang put away the Qiushui Sword and frowned.

There was a tingling pain in her meridians, although it was still within the tolerable range, it was a trouble after all, and the key was that she couldn't remove it quickly, it was as difficult as a toothache.

She glanced at Bei Mingxiu and felt slightly regretful.

Being able to force her to this point with her lowly spiritual power cultivation, what the Northern Meditation Cultivation has done can be called shocking in the entire cultivation world.

It's just, why are you still holding me back, with your character, shouldn't you be a gentleman for revenge, isn't it too late for ten years?

"I won't kill you, I will wait for your arrival in the Snow Peak Sword Sect, and at that time, there will only be life and death. ”

After saying this, Si Xiang turned around and was about to leave, but Bei Mingxiu's calm voice came into her ears again.

"Why bother then, now you can. ”

Bei Mingxiu crawled out of the hole he smashed out of the earthen wall with difficulty, spit out a mouthful of blood, reached out and recalled the iron sword and the cold sword together, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile: "I haven't fallen yet." ”

Because he didn't expect Si Xiang to be able to endure the pain of the erosion of the fallen yuan all the time, he finally failed to block Si Xiang's attack like a storm before.

Fortunately, he is more honest, or rather, more tolerant.

The pain caused by the falling Yuan scorching body is much stronger than that brought by Si Xiang.

Si Xiang stopped and didn't look back, "Do you think you still have a chance?"

Bei Ming Xiu said firmly: "That's nature. ”

He gripped the Grim Sword again and closed his eyes.

The Xiaoice bullets that had already been scattered broke through the sand and dust again at this moment and flew out, only this time, they hovered in mid-air, like stars, surrounding Si Xiang.

Obviously, when they would hide in the sand, they had quietly come to Si Xiang's side under the control of the Northern Meditation Cultivator.

As soon as the Northern Nether cultivator's mind moved, the Xiaoice bullets shattered one after another, and countless ice chips were pressed down with a cold chill, borrowing the meaning of the Cold Nether Sword Method.

Si Xiang's complexion remained unchanged.

Although the chill is biting, there is already a more piercing existence in her body that is raging, so she can bear it, what can she do with the chill?

It's just that the feeling of being suppressed by the cold makes her a little uncomfortable.

She is the senior sister of the Snow Peak Sword Sect, and she never condescends to others.

But she knew that Bei Xi Xiu would not smash all the Xiaoice bullets he relied on in order to suppress her, and there must be a follow-up move.

Si Xiang took a deep breath, and forcibly suppressed the erosion of the fallen yuan in a short period of time with the majestic spiritual power combined with the frost and cold qi, and the spiritual power on the Qiushui Sword surged, and he could slash out with all his strength at any time.

As for the Northern Meditation Cultivator's next move, she has been waiting for it.

......

Bei Ming exhaled a long breath of turbidity, and spit out those chaotic thoughts in his heart.

At this time, in his heart, there was only the Cold Sword in his hand.

With his eyes closed, he could still see what it was.

Mo Wushuang took a piece of his star field and rushed to the heavenly dome with a heavenly curse that seemed to devour everything, fighting the sky with one stroke.

Although the body cannot reach it, the heart still yearns for it.

Bei Ming Xiu opened his eyes, and there were stars in his eyes.

At this moment, the cold sword intent in the Northern Darkness Cultivation Sea completely exploded, and he held the Cold Darkness Sword and stabbed out, the sword edge was facing the sky, and the sword intent fell like a waterfall.

Such as Qu Youyuan Imperial Ink Dragon Battle Heaven and Earth Venerable, and like Mo Wushuang lifting the pen to the sky.

This sword move is called "Viewing the Sky".

His newly comprehended sword move, Guantian.