Bai Wuxin glanced at Sun Wei in the air, and then stopped paying half attention to him.

Sun Wei was too underestimated.

As an immortal, he did not take advantage of his absolute advantage in harmony with heaven and earth, nor did he seize the opportunity to launch an attack by surprise, but walked forward leisurely in front of the public, feeling that he was not here to kill, but more like he was here to go green, even if he had absolute confidence and strength, he would not be able to control the situation if he was a little waver, after all, it was no different from an irresponsible grinder, in comparison, she was already very dedicated.

Not only that, after the Northern Meditation Cultivation launched the attack, Sun Wei didn't even perceive the true power of the Northern Meditation Cultivator's offensive because of anger, and she could already conclude that Sun Wei would inevitably be injured under this sword, which would be the evil result of his arrogance.

Sun Wei won or lost, lived or died, she didn't care much, when this person was on the Holy Pavilion, he was quite serious at first, when Zhuge Linye and Sima Wuhua passed away one after another, this guy's tail was cocked, and when Yue Qingfeng died, Zhu Yixiu was exhausted, his tail was almost about to go up to the sky, relying on his seniority in the Holy Pavilion and the cultivation of the immortal rank, and from time to time he did the act of bullying the younger disciples. When she entered the immortal rank, he also came to her residence to provoke in a flamboyant manner, and was beaten to the point of defense in a few moves, but he said that she didn't let him get ready, unruly, and refused to admit it when she was beaten down for the second time, and also said cruel words at her door, saying that he was looking at her young and did not use the Tianyu fan, if it weren't for the fact that this person was a very small number of immortal level powerhouses directly under the Holy Pavilion, the immortal venerable would have to offer him, and he would never let her have the opportunity to kill him, there was no Sun Wei in the world.

And Mo Qing also answered her question at this time.

"To kill an immortal, you naturally need to have a strength that is almost comparable to that of an immortal, and you must also make certain preparations. ”

This is undoubtedly an answer that can't be faulted, if the cultivation of the fighting side is low, then no matter how much preparation is made, it is empty talk, at least in terms of hard power, it needs to be able to compete with the immortal-level powerhouse for a short time.

Ling Duan, who was able to cut out a knife that almost split the heavens and the earth, might have this level, but he was only able to cut such a knife, and in the absence of any backhand, this knife was just useless, but his behavior opened a gap for the Northern Meditation Cultivator.

Bei Ming Xiu seized the opportunity, and he has always been very good at seizing the opportunity to attack the enemy's shortcomings with his own strengths.

Although Mo Qing's confidence in the Northern Meditation Cultivation was not very sufficient, he also had a hunch: Sun Wei would inevitably pay the price under the sword of the Northern Meditation Cultivation.

Bai Wuxin nodded in agreement, as if they were really sitting and talking now.

"Sun Wei will be injured, but not necessarily dead. ”

Bai Wuxin said lightly: "When this old guy wakes up, it will not be so easy to deal with." ”

Although Sun Wei is not very good at life, the immortal level cultivation is still real, when he gets serious, Su Yi has already led those old guys away, and Xun Hao is frozen here by her, and the situation of the Northern Meditation Cultivation will definitely not be good.

However, she really wanted to see how far she could go, as the third disciple of Wu'an Sword Peak and Yao Chong's junior disciple, the true strength of the Northern Meditation Cultivator.

Her words and demeanor made everyone in Momei Villa, including Mo Qing, puzzled.

Bai Wuxin didn't care about Sun Wei's life or death, nor did he care whether the Holy Pavilion's action could succeed.

What's going on in her mind?

......

The Stygian Sword breaks through the Featherblade Storm.

Almost at the same time, a terrible shout rang out in the air.

A sword blade appeared on Sun Wei's chest, the blade was frosty and cold, and the blood was particularly conspicuous.

Sun Wei's eyes were full of disbelief, and the spiritual power of his whole body suddenly collapsed, forcing out the Cold Immortal Sword that pierced into his chest, covering his chest with one hand, pointing at the Northern Immortal Cultivator with the other, and roaring: "You, what have you done!"

When the Cold Immortal Sword pierced through the spiritual power barrier and entered his body, he actually felt the breath of death, and the connection with the spiritual power of heaven and earth was shaken, and even the spiritual power could not be controlled freely.

After walking in front of the ghost gate, the spiritual power around his body was already scattered, and the power of the immortal rank plummeted, but when he angrily pointed at the Northern Immortal Cultivator and scolded, the momentum around his body was not weakened too much, obviously although the injury was quite serious, it did not hurt the root cause.

Seeing this, Bei Ming Xiu frowned slightly.

In his original vision, the Cold Flame and the Fallen Yuan were enough to subvert the control of the immortal-level powerhouse over the spiritual power of heaven and earth, so as to kill Sun Wei from the inside, but before the power of the Cold Flame could burst out, the strange feather fan had already protected the lord by itself, and did not hesitate to sacrifice his three main feathers to protect the master, which eventually led to the unfinished work of this sword.

This incident has already sounded a wake-up call for him.

The Cold Flame and the Fallen Yuan do have a restraint effect on the immortal-level powerhouse, but it is extremely difficult for the Fallen Yuan to take root in the body of the immortal-level powerhouse, and the use of the Cold Flame cannot ensure that the immortal-level powerhouse does not have a magic weapon that can protect him, and he still can't rely on them too much, and after he exposes the hole card of the Cold Immortal Flame today, Dongfang Xin will inevitably make certain preparations, and there will definitely be no such good results in the future.

Although he didn't kill Sun Wei, he also seriously injured him, and even if the result was not as expected, he was already very satisfied.

Satisfied to satisfied, the Northern Immortal Cultivator made a quick decision, controlled the Ice Sword and retreated, and even the Cold Immortal Sword was not distracted to control it.

Ling Duan had already exhausted his cultivation and strength, and smashed into Songshan like a kite with a broken string, thinking that his life was safe, and he didn't need to be distracted to rescue, but even if he wanted to rescue now, he didn't have that condition.

Sun Wei was really angry.

An immortal-level powerhouse in a rage, he will never fight hard, and escaping with Edgeworth is the right way.

"I, to, you, die!"

These four words were almost squeezed out of Sun Wei's teeth.

Originally, in his expectation, he could set the situation here with a wave of his sleeves, chic and beautiful, but the real situation was that he was injured by the Northern Immortal Cultivator who had been looking down on him before, or was he seriously injured, and even the natal magic weapon was destroyed by nearly half of his power, how could he accept it?

At the moment when the Northern Immortal Cultivator fled, Sun Wei was already frantically throwing out the Heavenly Feather Fan in his hand, and all kinds of flying feathers flew out, the momentum was more powerful than the previous Feather Blade Storm, and countless elements were churning in it, if it was stirred into it, I am afraid that there would inevitably be no bones left, just by looking at it, it would feel shocking.

Under the anger of the immortal-level powerhouse, the wonders that are difficult to achieve in the eyes of secular cultivators, such as moving mountains and reclamation, may be easily realized by them, and if the anger of the immortals spreads to Songshan, the casualties will be heavy.

But Sun Wei was now carried away by the rage, and he only wanted to let the Northern Meditation Cultivator die miserably here, so Wan Daoyu, who went all out in this style, only intended to completely destroy the Northern Meditation Cultivator, and most of the trembling cultivators near Songshan Mountain escaped.

Feeling the murderous aura behind him, Bei Mingxiu's heart was quite unsettled.

He used all the means at his disposal to speed up, Rao was so, and the ten thousand flying feathers also made him almost no time to care about anything, and the only thing he had time to do was maybe just to hand a look to the side.

It is not the first time that the Northern Immortal Cultivator has been pursued by an immortal-level powerhouse with the determination to kill, on the day he succeeded to the leader of the Heavenly Dao Alliance, he was chased and killed by Dongfang Xin with thunderous righteousness, and almost died, but at that time, Dongfang Xin was entangled by Yu Changping and could not use all his strength, in terms of danger, he may not be as good as the crazy old man behind him now.

What he could do now was to lead Sun Wei into the distance as fast as possible, but before he could leave Songshan, the ten thousand flying feathers were already close to his back, and they could penetrate him at any time.

And he didn't have the Stygian Sword in his hand.

The two seven-petal ice lotus flowers quickly condensed in his hand, and then threw them backwards, and when the ice lotus bloomed, the extreme cold broke out, but it couldn't resist the piercing of the feather blade at all, and it was wiped out almost instantly, leaving no ice chips.

The Immortal Lotus Transformation of the Northern Immortal Cultivation has not yet truly entered the Eightfold Realm, even if it can condense the true Eight-Petal Ice Lotus, I am afraid that it will not be able to resist these seemingly weak flying feathers.

In Songshan, many cultivators who did not have the strength to participate in the siege of the Holy Pavilion cultivators, and who didn't know what they should do for a while, all watched this scene nervously.

The Northern Meditation Cultivator and Ling Duan injured the immortal from the Holy Pavilion to such an extent, it was already unimaginable for them, the joy and excitement did not last long, Ling Duan was seriously injured and fell to the ground, life and death were unknown, and the Northern Meditation Cultivator also fled in a hurry, and even the sword was not able to take it back, and they were about to be in danger, so they had to sweat in their hearts.

Many cultivators who still had time and advanced cultivation, including the high-level of the Heavenly Dao Alliance, almost tried their best to block or interfere with Sun Wei's actions, but Sun Wei just frantically flicked his sleeves and stirred up the nearby spiritual power into chaos, so he blocked all their attacks, and it couldn't play any role at all. Cultivation is as strong as Ji Xichun, and at this time, he can only stare dryly, watching those flying feathers get closer and closer to the Northern Meditation Cultivation.

Under the crisis, Bei Mingxiu's expression was still calm.

If there is no accident, after a few seconds, the first flying feather will penetrate his back heart, followed by thousands of flying feathers to pierce and kill him, the immortal lotus transformation and ice bullets cannot play a blocking role, most of the spiritual power absorbed by the heavens has been consumed, and there is no sword in his hand, and now he can't make any effective resistance at all.

But suddenly, a smile appeared on his face.

A sword suddenly flew from below, landing pinpoint into his hand.

It was the chill he had fallen earlier.

Bei Mingxiu's smiling gaze stayed on the white-clothed woman at the foot of the mountain for a moment, and then shouted loudly, and the cold sword qi in his hand reappeared, which had the potential to stir up the waves.

"Xiaoxue, join the sword!"