The Sect Master of the Snow Peak Sword Sect was terrifying.

Her sword is even more terrifying.

At this time, in the pure white sword, there is the sword path cultivation and battle intent of the Xuefeng Sword Sect Sect Master's life, no matter where this sword falls, it is destined to be earth-shattering, even enough to kill a ninth-order powerhouse, and even in the heyday, in a dignified battle, the Northern Immortal Cultivator will not be the opponent of a real ninth-order powerhouse.

In other words, if the sword falls, he will surely die.

The Northern Meditation was not crushed by the despair that kept rising from his heart.

He was immersed in the feeling of being one with the real human sword of the Cold Sword, and while he was immersed, he was still thinking about how to deal with it.

Now the Cold Soul Sword is him, he is the Cold Sword, although at the beginning of the cultivation of the Shoreless Sword Peak Soul Imperial Sword Technique, his own soul and the sword soul of the Cold Soul Sword have been merged together, and to a certain extent, it can be called the unity of human sword, but only now he can truly be completely in harmony with the Cold Sword, advance and retreat together, the sword is in the people, and the sword destroys and kills.

He even had a feeling in his heart that maybe he and the Cold Soul Sword should have been in this state.

This idea was put behind him in a very short period of time, and after merging with the Cold Immortal Sword Human Sword, his vision, especially for the sword, became more spicy, and from the pure white sword in the hands of the Snow Peak Sword Sect Master, he could even see the trajectory of it as it attacked him.

There are no superfluous sword moves, this should be an ordinary stab, but this stab encompasses the sword path of the life of the sect master of the Snow Peak Sword Sect, and all the sword techniques of the Snow Peak Sword Sect are infused in this sword, as if the entire Tianshan Mountain is pressing down on him, he can't stop it, let alone dodge it.

Under the top of the clouds, this sword is almost uncontrollable, if this sword falls on the purple lightning, it may be able to defeat it in one fell swoop, and the Northern Immortal Cultivator is finally sure that if it weren't for Yuan Xue's face, she wouldn't have used the sword to help him at all.

Reasonable.

Bei Ming Xiu smiled bitterly, clenched his hands and closed his eyes, but it was not dark in front of him.

The sword that the Sect Master of the Snow Peak Sword Sect was about to fall was too strong, and with his own strength, he couldn't resist it at all, but when it came to what he saw and heard, he didn't necessarily lose to her.

Everyone had experienced a lot of scenery, and there were two of them that he had never seen, and the Sect Master of the Snow Peak Sword Sect had never seen it, and he would never imagine what it would be like.

......

Bei Ming Xiu closed his eyes, and there was no endless darkness in his eyes, but a night sky with a little brightness.

The night sky is the world of stars, and when thousands of stars gather in one place, it is the sea of stars.

Under the sea of stars, a middle-aged man who looked like a scholar looked up at the sea of stars, so the night sky was completely lit up by the shining stars, and the man rose into the sky, and the stars surrounded him, as if he was the most shining star in the night sky.

He is not the brightest star, he is the master of this sea of stars.

The man was in the sea of stars, still looking up at the sky, with compassion in his eyes, helplessness, and more

It's a kind of determination.

On that day, Mr. Mo Da of Momei Mountain Villa broke through the realm and became a god, the Venerable of the Holy Pavilion was not his enemy, and the Heavenly Fury and Heavenly Punishment could not kill him, if he was truly integrated with the stargazing map, he should be truly invincible in the world.

But he didn't, he cared about everyone who was protected by the stargazing map, the creatures on this continent, and everything above the sky, for this reason, he was willing to write a battle with the sky.

He pities the world, but the world does not pity him, when he looks up at the sky above the sea of stars, he is the only one in the world, no one has ever seen before, and perhaps no one will come after.

Bei Ming Xiu has always been a witness, he has witnessed the glory of Mo Wushuang and the final decision, and all the perceptions of these have been integrated into a sword move.

The real first sword of the Cangying True Sword, Guantian.

Under this sword, there is the vastness of the sea of stars, the compassion of the world, and more of the kindness to the world.

The Northern Meditation Cultivator seemed to be in the middle of the Momei Villa, with all beings by his side, the sea of stars above his head, and the vast heavenly power that seemed to be able to destroy everything was surging from all directions.

He is not Mo Wushuang, he can't fight the sky with a single stroke, but his sword is still in his hand, and the frost on the sword is cold, and he is ready to attack.

But he couldn't wield the sword.

He wasn't Mo Wushuang after all.

Pity the hearts of the common people, Mo Wushuang has it, he doesn't.

So his mind turned slightly, and under this sea of stars, there was a wind and snow quietly appeared.

It is not the violent blizzard under the sword of the Sect Master of the Snow Peak Sword Sect that seems to be able to engulf everything, the power of this wind and snow mainly lies in the protection.

As long as this blizzard still exists, everything in the blizzard cannot be harmed, not even if the sky falls.

This is the Cold Soul Sword Technique of the Northern Underworld Week, even if the eight Saint Pavilion Immortal Rank powerhouses work together, they will not be able to break through the defenses of the Northern Underworld Week, which is already injured and exhausted.

Although nearly twenty years have passed since that day, the illusion in the maple forest has evoked his memories and filled them in perfectly, and it is also after that day that he was finally able to face up to the grudge of the year, and he also has a deeper understanding of the cold and dark sword technique.

So now, the Northern Meditation Cultivator is holding the cold and the underworld, and under the sea of stars, the wind and snow are combined.

To be precise, the chill that was constantly emanating from his sword body now was no longer snow, but solid ice, and these dense Xiaoice particles continued to bloom in the air, like blooming stars.

The sea of stars and the wind and snow were perfectly unified at this moment, and a sword mark was also crossed in the heart of the Northern Meditation Cultivator, and that sword mark represented a trajectory.

The trajectory of the sword.

There was no more Snow Peak Sword Sect Master and the pure white sword in her hand in front of Bei Ying Xiu, only the wind and snow star sea and the turmoil of heaven and earth, he took a deep breath, and the cold sword in his hand was full of coldness, and he slashed out in one fell swoop along the trajectory that was born at will!

At this moment, this already illusory world seemed to shake a little, and Xu appeared beside him

Many, many.

Among those people are his parents, his younger brother Bei Mingshuo, Yu Luoxia, and Lu Linxi...... There are a lot of people he cares about, and the clearest one at present is the little girl who was bouncing back then, and the girl who is now slim, Yuan Xue.

Yes, his pattern is far inferior to Mo Wushuang, nor is it as good as his father Bei Ming Zhou, he has never had a compassionate mind, nor has he the courage to fight against the sky, but in order to protect the people around him, his sword will use the most extreme frost and the sharpest edge to give the enemy the most fierce attack, no matter how existing that enemy is.

Defending is defense, protecting is protection, both are indispensable, and guarding is the true essence of the cold and dark swordsmanship.

There seemed to be light blooming in the eyes of the Northern Meditation Cultivator, and the entire pupil seemed to turn into ice blue, and the cold darkness in his hand fell along the sword marks, as if the nine heavens of frost and cold fell together, and the ice and snow erupted under the sword.

This is the last form of the Han Shen Sword Technique, and it is also the last move when the Northern Ming Zhou guards his family - Luo Jiuhan.

The sea of stars seemed to be frozen in an instant, turning into bits of ice particles scattered, not falling to the ground, but falling on the blade of the Frost Sword, and when the blade fell, whether it was the wind and snow of the Star Sea or anything else, it all condensed into a part of the Frost Sword.

The sword was still in the mortal dust, but it seemed to be above the top of the clouds, and these two completely different feelings did not cancel each other out, but gave people an extreme sense of shock.

This is the real sky-watching style, and it is also the first time that the Northern Meditation has truly performed the sky-viewing style after facing oneself and reality in the true sense.

He looked at the sky with a long sword, and when the sword fell, there were nine cold births, and the depth of the artistic conception during it was not much better than that of the sect master of the Snow Peak Sword Sect.

Outside the square, everyone seemed to have forgotten to breathe, and some of the weaker cultivators couldn't look directly at the sword of the Northern Meditation Cultivator, and fainted directly.

The shock that the sword of the Northern Meditation Cultivation brought to them was secondary, and the most important thing was that this was a sword that the Northern Meditation Cultivator took the initiative to face the Sect Master of the Snow Peak Sword Sect, which should have been as pitiful and ridiculous as a moth to a fire, but now, almost no one dared to believe that the Northern Meditation Cultivator would lose.

Yu Changping's face was also shocked, from this sword, he felt the movement of the spiritual power of heaven and earth, could it be that this sword of the Northern Meditation Cultivation actually had a realm above the immortal level?

Bei Ming Xiu didn't think about it that much, only he and his Cold Immortal Sword were left in his world, he enjoyed the feeling of coming out of the sword this time, and in the next second, the Cold Immortal Sword collided head-on with the pure white sword.

There was no terrifying vision of a landslide and a crack, and when the two swords met, many people just had a pain in their eyes and couldn't help but shed tears.

After discovering the abnormality, almost no one dared to look directly at the place where the two sword lights met, with only a few exceptions.

Among those few exceptions, there was a nervous and restless girl staring at the girl there, and the girl's eyes were full of stars and frost and snow, like a mirror, reflecting the scenery in front of her.