The cold sword technique is a kind of swordsmanship that specializes in defense, and the key is to defend it, which is to turn the attack with the hand represented by the erosion of the cold air of the North Underworld, and in that era, if you want to break through the defense of the Northern Underworld, only a few people can barely do it.

The three zhang wind and snow stood horizontally, and no ghost could attack it, and when Bei Ming Zhou ventured out of the sword to protect the child, his defense was no longer perfect, and he was finally caught by a fleeting flaw, and the wind and snow finally fell silent.

This is a picture that Bei Ming Cultivator has always been unwilling to face, and it is also an eternal pain in his heart.

He was reluctant to admit it in his heart, but it was the truth.

If he hadn't rushed into the sea of fire to check the situation at that time, Bei Ying Zhou would not have been defeated, at least not so quickly.

To a certain extent, it was his arrival that caused the defeat of the Northern Underworld and the separation and death of his family.

From his point of view now, the guys of the Holy Pavilion should have allowed him to return, probably in order to divide the heart of the Northern Underworld, and when his defense was no longer perfect, he would definitely be defeated.

Because of this truth, when he got the complete Cold Shadow Sword Spectrum on the Shoreless Sword Peak, the Northern Immortal Cultivator had already known deep down that the most profound realm of the Cold Shadow Sword Technique had no relationship with him, not because of any talent or cultivation, but just because of guilt and fear.

Bei Ming Xiu looked up at the sky, and the eight figures were already as he remembered, occupying a corner of the sky respectively, and launched the strongest attack against the Northern Underworld, and one of them waved his finger and popped out a ray of thunder, directly hitting the child who was thrown away by the Northern Underworld.

That was the root cause of the damage to the Qi Sea of the Northern Darkness Cultivation Dantian, if it weren't for the Youquan Realm to protect him, he would have been wiped out at that time.

Fortunately, no immortal would think that a milky little hairy child would survive after being hit by a casual attack by himself, so that he could drift down the river to Pingyuan Village and continue his life in the name of Zhou Han.

Bei Mingxiu knew that from here, it was the past that he didn't know, and the reason why Bei Mingshuo was still alive and mixed with Qiu Fengchun should also be answered here.

Northern Meditation Cultivator asked, "What exactly are you doing?"

This time this sentence is not about the current Qiu Fengchun, but about the past Qiu Fengchun who stood proudly in the air like the other seven people in this fantasy world.

This is an illusion, but the sense of oppression brought by the immortal level cultivation of the phantom itself can still affect the sea of consciousness of the Northern Immortal Cultivator, and the seven people except Qiu Fengchun can make him feel palpitations when he looks at it directly, but this Qiu Fengchun, who seems to be surging with spiritual power all over his body, cannot bring him a sense of danger.

Qiu Fengchun explained: "I don't know how to fight, never will, even Xiuwei is some distance away from the immortal level, this time I traveled, mainly to stand in line." ”

"But he knew that I would always be on his side. ”

When he said this, Qiu Fengchun's somewhat cloudy eyes were smiling

, looking at a figure in the air.

Bei Mingxiu knew that it was Dongfang Xin, and his appearance was not much different from Dongfang Xi who had met him, and he was born at first glance.

"What does this mean, you didn't make a move?"

Bei Ming Xiu said sarcastically, and continued: "I saw your move, which proves that I really didn't find the wrong person. ”

Qiu Fengchun smiled: "Keep watching, if you are really willing to face all this." ”

......

In a few moments, everything changed in this illusion.

The ice spreads in every inch of the land, the leaves do not fall, the water does not flow, everything is silent, thousands of miles of ice, although there is no snow drifting, it is still cold to the bone.

Bei Mingzhou held a sword and half-knelt, there were countless wounds on his body, large and small, and the blood-colored ice covered everything around him.

The Cold Immortal Sword was inserted in the blood-colored ice, also stained with blood, and there was an ice lotus blooming under the blade, but the ice lotus that should have been crystal clear had been broken and was gradually dissipating.

Behind him, his lifelong partner had already closed his eyes forever due to excessive blood loss, and the last thing she did was to use her body to hold the child who had fainted.

In the ice and snow, the eight figures were no longer in the air, and they stood in the ruins of the manor, watching the results of their own hands.

There is happiness, regret, helplessness, and sympathy in their eyes...... But there is no remorse.

Seeing this tragic scene, the Northern Meditation Cultivator was extremely reluctant to keep his inner clarity, but the back of Qiu Fengchun's wheelchair was already a precursor to collapse.

This was the first time he saw that scene of that year, and the last time he saw that year, he only saw the spread of ice.

He held back his anger and said, "That's what you want to tell me?"

Qiu Fengchun shook his finger and said, "Keep watching." ”

......

In the illusion, Dongfang Xin's eyebrows raised slightly, and his entire face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost.

They should have walked away and let this world consume everything here, the truth has long been unimportant, they all think that it is reasonable to do so, then Tianli is naturally on their side.

But after a hypocritical goodbye, he found that the child was still breathing.

There seemed to be some quarrels between the eight of them, although they couldn't hear the sound, Bei Mingxiu could roughly guess that some of the people led by Dongfang Xin advocated killing the child, and the other part advocated that he should be left to fend for himself.

An immature child who has just suffered a great calamity, and is exposed to the ice and snow, fending for himself, cannot escape a dead word, and the part of the people who oppose it seems to think that in this way, they can give the last grace to the Northern Underworld.

The decision was made quickly.

Because there is one

People force decisions for them.

Qiu Fengchun, who was young, stepped forward, he followed behind Dongfang Xin like a follower, and Dongfang Xin understood what he should do with a look.

Taking advantage of everyone's inattention, Qiu Fengchun walked to the child's side and shattered his heart with one palm, and when someone stopped drinking, it was too late.

The result came out, and the argument naturally didn't have to happen, not to mention that they didn't really want this child to live, and the eight figures quickly moved away from here, leaving only a depression under the remnant sun.

Bei Mingxiu looked at the "Bei Mingshuo" who was shattered, gritted his teeth and said, "I see. ”

He hoped that this was not the truth, because Bei Mingshuo had just called him "brother", but there was no need for Qiu Fengchun to lie to him about the things in the illusion, because they had already been dying.

"Seeing is not always believing. Qiu Fengchun smiled, "That was the best trick I used in my life." ”

He flicked his fingers slightly, the ice and snow quietly disappeared, the illusion around him was turned upside down, and in the blink of an eye, the surrounding scene had arrived in Zhongzhou City.

Although it was Zhongzhou City a long time ago, the four major halls still stood in the four corners of Zhongzhou City, showing the strength and majesty of the Heavenly Dao Alliance, and under the moonlight, the prosperity of the city was even more visible.

Bei Ming Xiu said coldly: "I forgot, at this time, you should have already broken into the interior of the Heavenly Dao Alliance. ”

Qiu Fengchun smiled and said, "Yes, in two years, I will become the deputy leader of the alliance." ”

He pointed ahead and said, "I replaced him with a perfect puppet and kept him in the magic weapon to keep him alive." ”

Bei Ming Xiu looked ahead and saw an old man who was instructing a young man to practice.

The old man is Qiu Fengchun, he has always shown himself as an old man in Zhongzhou City, and the young man, Bei Ming Xiu can also recognize it at a glance, because the young man is almost exactly the same as when he was a child.

"This is the Killing Immortal Technique, a kind of exercise I made from the Blood Demon Sword Technique, with the sword spectrum given by Lao Xu, my Killing Immortal Technique is closer to the Blood Demon Sword than the power of the Fang brothers, and there is no weakness of the Blood Demon Sword that requires the blood and blood of the living beings, because it relies entirely on the life force of the caster himself, in other words, the caster himself is a blood sacrifice. ”

"The birth and death of all things with the Killing Immortal Recipe should be the most perfect combination, but unfortunately the Killing Immortal Recipe can only be cultivated by young children whose meridians have not been formed, I created it myself, but I can't practice it, to cultivate the Killing Immortal Recipe is to endure the pain that ordinary people can't bear to have a chance to succeed, fortunately, Xiao Shuo did not disappoint me. ”

"It's just that when I found out that you were still alive in the world, it was too late, so I had a new idea. ”

After listening to Qiu Fengchun's words calmly, Bei Mingxiu looked at the scene of the old and the young, one guiding and one rehearsing under the moonlight, and asked again, "What are you going to do?"