The Northern Meditation Cultivator naturally noticed the strangeness of the man in black.

This time, he continued to attack with the Canglang Sword and Liuyun Hand, and used all the moves with both oppressive power and power, that is, to directly crush the opponent.

The cold qi of the Northern Darkness contained in the sea dragon roar can condense the cold ice on the man in black, forcing him to retreat steadily, but the cold sword intent cannot pierce his clothes, which reveals two facts.

First, the cultivation of the man in black is not very high, and he may be able to be on par with the other party in spiritual power cultivation when he does not absorb the spiritual power of the Heavenly Humans.

Second, the seemingly ordinary black night coat is actually a talisman treasure with extremely strong defensive capabilities.

And his hand is infused with his full strength, and the power is not inferior to the sea dragon roar, and the ice bullet in the palm of his hand has already burst out with all his power, making him like a tiger with wings.

This is what he learned from Helian Qianli, as long as he can overpower the other party in terms of spiritual power, he can specialize in all kinds of bells and whistles.

Now that he has incorporated all the spiritual power condensed by Heaven and Earth into his body, these two palms are like two mountains pressing down, and the man in black is already slow to move under the pressure of the sea dragon roar, and he can't avoid these two palms, so he doesn't understand more and more why the man in black is so calm.

Soon, the Northern Meditation Cultivator knew the answer.

The hands of the man in black tore through the falling wind and snow and came to his eyes.

Looking closely, his hands are very delicate, but there are many scars on them, and when he looks at it, he thinks that a flawless white wall is full of cracks, which makes people sigh.

Bei Mingxiu didn't want to comment on anything, but a strong warning suddenly appeared in his heart.

His flowing cloud hand dark clouds have been overwhelmed by the city, but the other party rushed directly unexpectedly, no matter how he thought about it, it was not normal.

Bei Mingxiu's reaction was extremely fast, he quickly closed his palm, and then quickly patted his left shoulder with a palm, and the whole person flipped in the air for several weeks with the help of his strength and landed steadily.

His feet touched the ground again, but his pounding heartbeat didn't calm down.

Bei Ming Xiu looked at his left hand, which had been firmly sealed by the ice, his gaze was fixed on his little finger, the expression on his face was a little distorted, and a moment of disbelief flashed in his eyes.

The man in black was just too fast.

Even if he was already extremely fast, he still didn't get faster than the other party.

The mighty coercion he formed with the condensation of clouds was like tissue paper in the hands of the man in black, and it shattered with a single stroke.

This time, he also saw the other party's methods clearly.

Just like the previous destruction of the ice net, it was not that he forcibly broke the offensive with his own cultivation, but that as soon as the offensive touched his hand, it directly shattered on its own!

Although the Northern Meditation Cultivator thought that although his knowledge was not extensive, he was definitely not alone, and he could not find any reference in the face of the methods of the man in black.

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't dodge, he really couldn't see the other party's means.

The little finger of the left hand of the Northern Meditation Cultivator seemed to be fine from the outside, but the Northern Meditation Cultivator himself knew how much trauma the little finger had suffered inside.

The pain that pierced his heart spread on his little finger, and Bei Ming Xiu was a person who was used to pain, but before this pain, he was almost about to scream.

And his entire left hand was completely out of control as if someone had directly cut off his perception.

If it weren't for the Northern Darkness Cultivator forcibly using the Heavenly Humanity to gather the Northern Darkness Cold Qi to freeze the entire left hand, and then seal the meridians of his left arm by himself, he would probably have been directly abolished in a very short period of time.

And the source of this injury is just a small scar pierced by the fingernails of the man in black.

Northern Meditation finally understood what the other party's means were.

He had seen other people use this method before, but that person's cultivation was much stronger than the man in black in front of him.

That person was called Fang Chengyi.

The method he used was called the Immortal Slashing Technique.

The Immortal Slashing Sword Method is born from the Blood Demon Sword Technique of the Sword Demon.

The man in black only wiped him, and his whole person was almost useless, except for the Blood Demon Sword Technique, which is specially used to deal with immortal-level powerhouses or immortal spirit bodies, there is no other means that can do it.

Qiu Fengchun was a member of the Holy Pavilion, and he may have participated in the world's major events of slashing swords and demons back then, he already knew this, but he didn't know that Qiu Fengchun was actually like Fang Chengyi, by observing the sword demon's blood demon sword technique, he secretly created a new set of moves, and this set of new moves was undoubtedly much more agile than Fang Chengyi's immortal sword technique.

A faint smell of blood wafted into the ears of the Northern Meditation Cultivator at this time.

Neither of them had much blood left now, and this smell of blood could only be caused by that set of exercises.

"Sure enough, it's the Blood Demon Sword Technique......"

It was not easy for the Northern Darkness to suppress the throbbing from the depths of the soul, and there was already a little more jealousy in my heart.

In terms of cultivation, the man in black was of course below him, but he only needed to inflict a wound on him, even if it was an incomparably small wound, to make him almost completely lose his combat effectiveness.

Northern Immortal Cultivation has always relied on his own immortal body. His incomparably pure immortal spirit body allowed him to absorb spiritual power from the heavenly beings he had formed by his own groping to his side and call it at any time, so that after his dantian qi sea was repaired, his cultivation would improve extremely quickly, so that he could ignore other people's methods of poisoning and inflicting Gu, reducing many worries...... Now, however, he really wanted his fairy body to be a little more mixed.

Northern Meditation Cultivation would never let distracting thoughts disturb his state of mind during battle, and even if he knew that the other party had exercises against the immortal body, he would not retreat.

He can rely on a sword!

Bei Mingxiu reached out and grabbed the hilt of the cold sword that flew back, and handed out a backhand sword.

At this time, he no longer mobilized the cold qi of the Northern Darkness, but purely attacked with sword intent.

There is his innate immortal qi in the cold qi of the Northern Darkness, which is naturally restrained by the exercises of the man in black, and will be directly shattered as soon as it comes into contact with it.

Fortunately, he is still a sword cultivator who came down from the Shoreless Sword Peak.

The Northern Immortal Cultivator held the Cold Immortal Sword, weaving a surging wave between the sword flowers flying, but did not attack, but formed a complete defensive position in the same place, waiting for the man in black to attack.

Canglang swordsmanship has both offense and defense, and its essence is the sword momentum, the sword momentum is complete, and a single sword can set off stormy waves.

When he hurriedly took out his sword, the sword momentum of the Northern Meditation Cultivator had not been fully accumulated, but as time gradually passed, his sword momentum was already close to being rounded.

The man in black naturally knew the plan of the Northern Meditation Cultivator.

His attacks only have an effect on spiritual power, and in the face of sword intent, he can only resist with his own cultivation, and his cultivation is not high.

It is not a good choice to go up directly to break the sword momentum, if he can break the sword momentum of the Canglang Sword Technique so easily, Yao Chong would not have stood at the forefront of the young cultivators in the human world with just one sword in his hand.

But if he doesn't go, the Canglang Sword Technique will be successful, and he will have no chance.

But this choice is not a difficult topic for the man in black.

His figure quickly disappeared, and immediately appeared in front of the left side of the Northern Meditation Cultivator, and with a finger, the bloody qi diffused again.

The sword momentum of the Northern Meditation Cultivator has not yet been rounded for the time being, and this is indeed the only weakness, and the fingers of the man in black can easily probe into it, and it will be on the chest of the Northern Meditation Cultivator.

However...... In front of his fingers, the hilt of the Stygian Sword appeared.

Shoreless Sword Peak Soul Swordsmanship!

At the same time, the nearby sword intent rolled in, and he firmly restrained the right hand of the man in black, and the black night clothes on his body tightly wrapped his whole body, and it was an invulnerable talisman treasure, and there were signs that it was about to be cut off at this moment.

At the same time, Bei Mingxiu's right hand pointed at the knife, and slashed horizontally towards the black-clothed man's face.

In this hand knife, what was condensed was the purest cold sword intent, which was intended to strike the opponent to the head.

The flaws in the sword momentum were originally his gifts to the other party.

There was a hint of panic in the eyes of the man in black, and when he was restrained by the sword intent, his ghostly body was no longer able to use it.

All he could do was shrink his neck, tilt his head back as much as he could, and narrowly avoided the sharp blow, but the mask on his face was directly cut off, leaving a bleeding scar on the left side of his face.

Bei Mingxiu's complexion changed greatly.

No matter how fierce the previous battle was, he didn't react too violently, and always maintained a clear state of mind.

Now, however, his state of mind has become a mess, and he can no longer calm down quickly.

He knew that face when it turned to ashes.

Except for the new scar, it was all his own face.

The person who fought with him was his own brother Bei Mingshuo!

Bei Mingxiu's heart was shocked, and he unconsciously loosened the control of the Cold Immortal Sword, and when he came back to his senses, Bei Mingshuo's fingers had already fallen on his chest.

Endless pain spread around Bei Ming Xiu's body, pressing the words he was about to blurt out back into his body, but in an instant, his eyes were already blurry.

He could only endure the pain of tearing all over his body, and stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch his brother's face, as if he wanted to erase the bright wound caused by him, even if his vision was blurred now.

Then, before his eyes, there was only an endless darkness.

Before he lost consciousness, his heart was also so dark, or gloomy.