The temperature in the private room drops suddenly.

The white smoke that was drifting from the two cups of thyme slowly disappeared, and the heat in the tea was also drained.

Countless ice spreads through the private room, quickly turning the interior of the room into a world of ice and snow.

The Northern Meditation Cultivator sat still, not moving, letting the frost and snow cover his body.

He wanted to laugh a little in his heart.

Now it was clear to him that Lu Baici was a water attribute sect with a cultivation level above the seventh order. He poured all his spiritual power into this room, so that the room could be completely covered in ice and become a space that he mastered.

As a Fa Sect cultivator, Lu Baici's control over the elements was indeed extremely strong, and the moment he made a move, the water attribute spiritual power in the entire room was much stronger, obviously he had already prepared.

However, what the Northern Darkness Cultivator is best at is playing with ice, since he was eight years old, he has used the ice marble as a marble, and the cold qi he flexibly uses is the world's first-class Yin to Cold aura, and now he sees Lu Baici manipulating the cold ice to attack, just like Shang Yunjian watched him attack with the Canglang Sword Technique.

The cold ice condensed by Lu Bai's porcelain is indeed very cold, but no matter how cold it is, it is not as cold as his Northern Darkness.

Bei Mingxiu struggled slightly, and on his body, countless ice picks broke out like seedlings pressed under the stones, stabbing the cold ice condensed by Lu Bai's porcelain into pieces, falling inch by inch like broken glass.

He was only a table away from Lu Baici.

Bei Ming Xiu got up and drew his sword, and slashed out with a sword, and immediately cut off Lu Baici's head, and suddenly blood was all over the sky.

The temperature in the private room was already very low, and the blood that spurted out of it had only coagulated in a few moments, and fell on the ice, like a plum blossom splashed by red ink, with a strange beauty.

Bei Ming Xiu looked at the picture of his sword slashing, and the body on the ground with his head separated, and Lu Bai porcelain, who still had confidence on his face, and retracted the Han Ying Sword into its sheath.

The moment his hand touched the door, he paused, and for a long time did not pull the door open with a single pull.

......

Bei Meditation turned around and re-examined the interior of the room.

Lu Baici's corpse was lying on the ground, the broken neck had already solidified, lying quietly in the picture paved with his own blood.

Because of Lu Baici's death, the temperature in the room gradually rose, and Bei Ming Xiu could clearly smell the humidity in the air, as well as the smell of blood that was not diluted by the moisture.

Lu Baici got an axe and was killed by him with a sword.

Challenging others in the field they are best at is undoubtedly an act of death, and it is natural that Lu Baici is now a corpse with a separate body.

The question is, Lu Baici must know something about him, how could he not know that he can use ice?

There was always a chill on his Chill Sword.

His ice marbles are incomparably pure ice.

His entire person's cultivation is inseparable from ice.

The water elemental can be turned into ice, and it can also maintain the water itself, although it is not as powerful as ice, it is not much weaker, and it may be able to control it more difficult to guard.

But Lu Baici still chose to use ice, and he used ice with all his might.

The Northern Meditation Cultivator began to think, and soon had an answer.

Beiming cultivated the sword, and he always knew it in his heart, and when he recalled the sword carefully, he didn't find anything suspicious.

Everything is normal.

The fight was normal, but he always felt that it wasn't normal.

Unless...... This battle did not exist in the first place.

This is the answer that the Northern Meditation has come up with.

Northern Meditation took a deep breath.

More than two years ago, he met Ye Xinglu in Pingyuan Village, Ye Xinglu used elemental and spiritual power as ink, trapped him in the picture scroll painted by her, and invited him to fight in a dignified manner.

At that time, the first choice of the Northern Meditation Cultivator was to break it with a sword.

The heirs of Wu'an Sword Peak have always been good at using swords, let you cultivate martial arts, cultivate the law and cultivate your mind, I can fight with only this sword!

One sword breaks ten thousand laws, this is the realm of Shang Yunjian, not his.

But the enemy he faced was not the one Shang Yunjian faced.

Bei Mingxiu closed his eyes, did not see the objects in front of him, and had his own sword intent beside him.

Everything in front of you is illusory, so look at it with your heart.

It seemed like a long time had passed, and it seemed that only a moment had passed, and Bei Ming Xiu opened his eyes and slashed out with a sword somewhere.

The sword pointed at the teacup on the table, and it went out without a trace.

In the next second, the Cold Shadow Sword touched the teacup, but there was no clanging sound that would be emitted when gold and iron collided, nor the crisp sound of porcelain shattering, only a heavy muffled sound.

Bei Mingxiu's eyes closed and opened, and the scene in front of him was still the private room of Xinhua Building, but the layout was already a little different.

For example, the two teacups did not fall to the ground as before, but were still sitting on the table.

For example, Lu Baici did not fall to the ground with his head separated as before, but sat in his original position.

It's just that his hair is a little messy now, and his white clothes are a little asymmetrical, and he looks a little panicked.

He held a sharp ice pick in his hand, which, if not accidental, would have pierced his heart just as his sword fell.

The Northern Meditation Cultivator quickly understood his situation.

Just now, he fell into Lu Baici's illusion, and now he is cutting out his sword that cut off Lu Baici's head.

He also understood a lot at once.

I don't know when, Lu Baici has pulled him into the illusion created by his mind, this is not the space of mind, but it is much more tricky than the space of mind.

His actions in the illusion have been reflected in reality.

If Lu Baici had been observing the illusion, he would definitely know what his next move would be, and it was reasonable that the Ice Commander would be in that direction.

After a short period of panic, Lu Baici's eyes flashed cold, and he quickly stabbed out the ice pick in his hand, and at the same time, all the thoughts in the sea of consciousness poured out and poured towards the Northern Meditation Cultivator.

His reaction was extremely fast, but his heart was panicked.

There are not many people in the world who know him, and many of them know that he is a Fa Sect practitioner, but only a few people know that he also cultivates Yi Sect at the same time, and Yi Sect cultivation is very extraordinary.

Previously, in the eye with the Northern Meditation Cultivator, he finally quietly dragged it into the illusion, and judged his next actions by interpreting the Northern Meditation Cultivation's sea of knowledge, but just when he was about to finish, the illusion was seen through by the Northern Meditation Cultivator!

Now his behavior is desperate.

Bei Ming Xiu suddenly retracted his sword and struck it with his right elbow.

He didn't care about the spiritual power that invaded his sea of knowledge.

Because of his knowledge of the sea, he already has a powerful guardian.

The Cold Soul Sword Soul wandered in the sea of consciousness of the Northern Darkness Cultivator, harnessing the Cold Soul Sword Intent, blocking all the thoughts of the attack, and then erasing them.

No matter what the situation is, the Northern Immortal Cultivator has always sharpened his sword intent day and night, and those accumulated sword intent can be the sharpest sword in his hand, or the strongest barrier for his sea of knowledge.

There was no condensation in the movement of the Northern Meditation Cultivator, and his elbow hit the ice pick accurately, and it was about to shatter it.

At the same time, Bei Mingxiu's left hand had already landed on Lu Baici's chest.

Flowing cloud hand, Izumo style.

With a muffled sound, Lu Baici flew out upside down and smashed on the wall behind the private room, but the wall was not damaged at all.

Because all the power of this palm has been borne by his internal organs.

Lu Baici fell miserably in the corner, coughing up blood and smiling bitterly.

In order to wipe out the Northern Meditation Cultivator, he deliberately chose the most remote private room, and deliberately isolated the internal sound with a magic circle, but he never expected that he would die...... It would be yourself.

Bei Mingxiu walked to his side and said seriously: "I advise you to tell everything you know, and you can suffer less." ”

Hearing this, Lu Baici smiled, and there was disbelief in his laughter, as if he was laughing at the Northern Meditation Cultivator for saying such non-nutritious words.

"Do you think I'm afraid of death?"

After saying the last sentence in the world, Lu Baici did not hesitate to detonate the origin spiritual power left in the dantian qi sea, accompanied by a dull sound from the inside of the body, all the meridians around his body were broken, and the seven orifices bled out, and he died.

Bei Mingxiu looked at Lu Baici's corpse and was silent for a long time.

The cultivator of the Dharma Sect does not have much spiritual power in his body, and it is not enough to cut off the meridians around his body in one breath, it can be said that he personally controls the spiritual power and cuts his meridians with a knife, this kind of death is far less powerful than the self-explosion of the cultivators of the Martial Sect, and it is much more painful.

Lu Baici chose to commit suicide in this most decisive way, obviously showing his attitude.

Bei Ming sighed long.

Not only because there was no substantial gain today, but most importantly, he wanted to explore the clues of the Three Peace Meeting, and it was broken again.

There was a knock on the door.

Bei Mingxiu opened the door, and a girl in the Xinhua Building stood at the door with a respectful expression.

She glanced at the scene in the room and asked, "Childe, please leave with confidence, we will take care of the aftermath here." ”

Bei Mingxiu smiled and nodded, and said, "Please." ”