Bei Mingxiu's expression did not change.

When he shot out the last Netherworld Ice Lotus, he vaguely felt that there was a force outside the Ice Lotus that was rapidly moving away.

If Yin Nanxuan escapes into Twilight Cliff City, although it will bring a lot of uncertainty, their initiative is still not lost.

If Ye Xinglu didn't activate the spell, he would also have his own means to resist Yin Nanxuan's attack.

And although Ye Xinglu's tone was surprised, she didn't mean to panic, after dodging the killing move just now, she quickly calmed down and analyzed: "In the last period, I misjudged three times, and it should have been the third time, when he took the opportunity to steal the beams and change the pillars. ”

Bei Ming Xiu nodded, "That's not bad. ”

It wasn't until the end that he had the opportunity to steal the beam and change the column, so the damage he suffered before stealing the beam and changing the column was real.

This pile of ice lotus blasted out, and after all, it still achieved the desired effect.

As for how Yin Nanxuan would fight them in Twilight Cliff City, the Northern Meditation Cultivator had full confidence.

Although he couldn't dominate the entire Dusk Cliff City, the radius of a hundred meters that spread along the City Lord's Mansion was all within the scope of his heavenly nature.

Forcing Yin Nanxuan out of the night is already a phased victory, and since he has entered this city, he will definitely have no return.

Ye Xinglu reminded at this time: "In addition to Yin Nanxuan, I also saw the six figures, when Yin Nanxuan was beaten, they didn't mean to make a move, but their cultivation should be very strong." ”

"How strong?"

"At least the ninth order. ”

"In the current Holy Pavilion, ninth-order cultivators should also be rare. Bei Ming Xiu swung a sword forward, and the frost and cold were self-generated, directly shattering the thin thread that was entangled, and then he chuckled, and stroked the bottom of the ice tower behind him, where there were four disciples of the Holy Pavilion who were not blind.

Only then did Ye Xinglu notice the four corpses at the bottom of the ice tower, and a trace of complexity flashed in her eyes.

Although she has been publicly declared a betrayer of the Holy Pavilion, she has always regarded herself as a member of the Holy Pavilion, and these dead people should be regarded as her fellow disciples, but now that she looks at their corpses, she can't feel resentment towards the Northern Cultivators, but instead has a lot of disgust for these four people.

She knew that one of them was called Zu Yao, who had always been Yin Nanxuan's dogleg and had taken a lot of advantage in the War Bear Tribe. Even the real people in the Holy Pavilion are all of this virtue, even if she kills all those fox and tiger mighty holy sons, it won't change anything at all.

They were all buried under the Bone Ice Tower, but they were all ninth-order cultivators who were not too high-ranked, at least she didn't know them. There were very few such people in the Holy Pavilion, and if you thought about it carefully, they could only be Yue Qingfeng's four well-known apprentices. If there is no accident, the six figures outside the city are all the deputy envoys of the Holy Envoy, named Deputy Envoy, in fact, they are all the elites in the pavilion who directly belong to the Immortal Venerable Dongfang Xin, and most of them are high-level cultivators of the ninth order. If it had been before, she would not have been willing to fight them, but now she has merged with the Northern Meditation

Shoulder to shoulder, but she really wants to have a good fight with these people.

Perhaps, a battle with the Holy Pavilion has long been something on her mind.

Ye Xinglu raised his head and said: "I'll try my best to hold off those six people, you find an opportunity to kill Yin Nanxuan, no opinion, right?"

This is indeed the best method at present, Yin Nanxuan is forced to enter the city, and he will not dare to escape in a short time, as long as the six deputy envoys are delayed for a while, the Northern Meditation Cultivator should be able to kill Yin Nanxuan as soon as possible.

Although she knew that Yin Nanxuan had the Vermilion Bird Seal on her body, she still had this confidence in the Northern Meditation Cultivator.

"Well, I really have an opinion. ”

Bei Mingxiu's gaze was fixed on a certain place in the city, and with a wave of his right hand, all the broken ice on the ground converged and merged into his meridians, and there were also wisps of cold qi gathered from the ice tower and landed in his palm.

"Just hold on for a while, and then I'll kill them. ”

In Ye Xinglu's surprised eyes, the Northern Immortal Cultivator held the cold shadow in his hand, and the cold qi suddenly enveloped the blade of the sword.

He smiled and said, "As for Yin Nanxuan, he will definitely die today." ”

With that, the Northern Darkness Cultivator flicked his fingers, and the Cold Immortal Sword turned into a streamer of light and shot out, leaving an ice-blue trail.

Ye Xinglu was very familiar with this sword.

Back then, on the grassland, Bei Ming Xiu used this sword to bypass many obstacles and kill a big man in the Heavenly Demon Altar, and she had long forgotten what the woman's surname was, but she couldn't forget the sharpness and strength of that sword.

This sword is the third type of the Cangming True Sword, which travels thousands of miles.

Gather momentum first, and then travel thousands of miles.

Compared with back then, the sword of Bei Ming Xiu now looks more freewheeling, and the power of the sword is more restrained, but there is one thing that Ye Xinglu knows very well.

The farther away the enemy is, the more powerful it becomes.

And when the sword comes out, there will be blood.

She took a deep breath, no longer paying attention to the movements of the Northern Immortal Cultivation and the Cold Immortal Sword, and as soon as the magic technique in her hand changed, countless strokes appeared inside and outside the Dusk Cliff City.

There is an extra peach tree in the courtyard of a certain house.

There was an extra little grass in the crack of the city wall.

The oil lamp, which was about to burn out, suddenly shone brightly.

The sleeping bird suddenly sprouted three golden feathers on its head.

Inside and outside the city, strange things are everywhere.

Each peculiarity is a painting, a few are delicate, most are scribbled, whether delicate or scribbled, they have their own charm, and if all the paintings are integrated into one place, there is not much wrong with it.

This is the countless strokes and countless paintings left by Ye Xinglu.

It's also a painting.

A painting that Ye Xinglu had previously left behind with all his might in and around Dusk Cliff City.

Originally, Ye Xinglu laid this work in order to be able to escape in any extreme situation, and to be able to delay the pursuers for a period of time, and also had the meaning of covering the escape of the Northern Meditation Cultivator, but things have developed to the present, and her original idea has already collapsed, so she simply revealed it directly

The biggest barrier before the six deputy envoys.

This painting is revealed inside and outside the city of Twilight Cliffs, giving the city a hazy and illusory flavor, and it is not easy to break through this painting and enter.

Outside the painting, six middle-aged men and women revealed their bodies one after another, their faces were a little ugly, and then they began to show their magic powers and try their best to crack it.

And under the reflection of a certain stroke in the painting, an ice blue sword light pierced the night sky, unstoppably facing somewhere.

There are countless fine lines there.

There is also a man who manipulates these thin lines.

......

Yin Nanxuan looked at the ice blue sword light in front of him that seemed to be extremely far away, but in fact it was about to come to him soon, and his eyes did not fluctuate in the slightest.

The most humiliating defeat in his life was that he was forced out of the Vermilion Bird Seal by Dongfang Xi not long ago, and then he was easily suppressed by Su Yi and had to return to the Holy Pavilion.

He had already experienced this feeling of humiliation once, even if Dongfang Xi, who was still in retreat, gave him an order to ease his mind and gave him a panacea to recuperate his body, his sense of humiliation did not decrease by half a point, this time, he took the opportunity to kill the Northern Meditation Cultivator, and then took Ye Xinglu Yuanyin, and entered the immortal rank in one fell swoop, so that he had the strength to fight with Su Yi.

Kill Su Yi with his own hands, and his Dao heart can be traceless.

But now, he was actually injured in the hands of Bei Ming Xiu and Ye Xinglu, which was a hundred times more humiliating than losing to Su Yi or being seriously injured by Dongfang Xi.

Bei Ming Xiu and Ye Xinglu are both the prey he is determined to get, but he is injured even more seriously than the last time, how can this result be acceptable to him?

Seeing the sword light of the Cold-Stygian Sword attacking him directly, a cruel smile suddenly appeared on his face, and countless thin threads flew out of his sleeve, like an abyssal giant mouth, covering the Cold-Stygian Sword in one fell swoop, and the ice blue color disappeared directly from his sight.

However, Yin Nanxuan's face changed at this moment.

After devouring the Cold-Stygian Sword, his thread was unable to control the passage of the Cold-Stygian Sword, and countless thin threads cracked and fell, dissipating with a breeze of the breeze.

It's like a woman who loses her hair and becomes a nun.

Every thin line is the crystallization of his cultivation, thousands of thin lines gather, but they can't stop this sword of Northern Meditation Cultivation!

Yin Nanxuan's pupils constricted, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

He knew that the cultivation of the Northern Meditation Cultivation was largely derived from the Ice Tower, which had now shrunk a lot.

But with the help of external forces, the Northern Meditation Cultivation can actually be powerful to this realm?

At this moment, he really felt the threat of his life.

Even if he is reluctant, he has only one way to go.

Yin Nanxuan clenched the Vermilion Bird Seal and gritted his teeth.

A clear roar resounded through the city of Twilight Cliffs.

Behind Yin Nanxuan, the Vermilion Bird Phantom spread its wings, adding a bit of fiery red to the dark night.

He gritted his teeth, and the thin lines on his hands were intertwined with the red fire, and he was about to meet the indomitable sword light in the thin thread wrapping.