The light rain had been falling for a while, and the three of them were still deadlocked on the street.

The Venerable who came did not hide his aura, they were naturally aware of it, Liu Changqing suddenly showed joy on his face, and laughed loudly: "You are finished, the real powerhouse of our Holy Pavilion has arrived, even if Su Yi betrays the Holy Pavilion and stands on your side, can you still protect them?"

Bei Ming Xiu only sneered: "Then I want to see how capable this guy is." ”

He said it easily, but he was also a little uneasy in his heart, this breath made him very uncomfortable, it reminded him of the two old guys he saw through the stargazing map during the battle in Momei Villa, if this feeling is not wrong, the three Venerables of the Holy Pavilion may have arrived, and it may not even be one.

Although that breath should not be aimed at him, the golden light shining in the corner of the night sky is particularly dazzling, it should be Su Yi preparing for a big battle with the owner of that breath. Su Yi had to do his best, and he really couldn't put his mind at ease.

But after a moment, his heart was already calm, and he only looked intently at the three guys in front of him who seemed to be waiting to see him waver.

The arrangements that should be made, he had already arranged them when he asked Yu Luoxia and the three daughters to leave, and now it is useless to regret it, and I am afraid that even if he doesn't come out like this, Dongfang Xin will make such a big battle against Yuan Xue. The secret on Yuan Xue's body is worth the extremely heavy price he has to pay.

In order to protect Yuan Xue, he almost used all the strength he could borrow, as for himself, except for the three guys in front of him.

"You want to keep stalling?"

Bei Mingxiu's straightforward words made Wu Lingtong and the three of them slightly stunned, and Wu Lingtong nodded generously and said, "Until now, the prince of Bei Ming still wants to trap the beast and fight?"

Bei Mingxiu smiled faintly, looked at the sword blade in his hand and said: "The three of you have been pretending to be long enough, speaking of which, you are just all trying to fight for the first skill to kill me in this great calamity, but no one is willing to stop me This may be the last sword blow, so why don't you give me some time, let me take a look at all the preparations that your Holy Pavilion has made for today's matter, so that I can be uncertain in the center of all thoughts, so that you can seize the opportunity to kill me, and you don't have to pay the price of a single life, yes or no?"

Wu Lingtong's face was slightly pale, but the smile on his face was thick: "Killing a person with a sword, you really think highly of yourself." ”

"You can go and look at the corpses over there, and kill you, it's really enough to kill you. Bei Ming Xiu took a step forward and said with a smile, "Speaking of which, do you want the three of you to try together, in case you win?"

Wu Lingtong's smile was already a little stiff, how could he not want the three of them to work together to kill the Northern Meditation Cultivator on the spot, but although Liu Changqing and Qu Jie were obedient to him on the surface, they were actually waiting to compete to kill the head of the Northern Meditation Cultivator, and they couldn't work together, and even if they shot together, the current cultivation realm of the Northern Meditation Cultivation was already at the peak of the ninth order, even if they joined forces, they were not sure to suppress it, and it was more likely that the three of them were injured together, and the Northern Meditation Cultivator took the opportunity to escape. According to his expectations, the best way is to send one person to trick out the sword that Bei Ming Cultivator has accumulated, and the remaining two people can kill it without much effort, and no one will move first, what can they do?

Seeing that they didn't move, the Northern Meditation Cultivator shook his head with a sigh and said, "The people in the Holy Pavilion will only calculate with each other, and it really deserves to be a holy place for cultivation." ”

Liu Changqing shouted angrily: "Northern Meditation Cultivator, can you try to say another word?"

Bei Ming Xiuman said indifferently: "I said that you are a group of wolf-hearted and dog-hearted disciples in the Holy Pavilion, Liu Changqing, if you are not convinced, you will come to take my sword?"

Liu Changqing was about to speak, but when he heard this sentence, his momentum suddenly stagnated, and he lowered his head directly.

None of them wanted to be the first to eat the sword of the Northern Meditation Cultivator, they could have a great future, how could they risk their lives?

Seeing this, Bei Mingxiu shook his head slightly, and the smile on his face became more meaningful: "You guys are stalling for time, waiting for those guys to free up their hands to besiege me again." ”

"But why am I not stalling for time?"

Qu Jie sneered: "This big array is just a virtual thing, what ability do you have left to be able to do it with the three of me?"

Bei Ming Xiu smiled and shook his head: "The big array is empty......"

The blade of the Dark Sword in his hand pointed upwards, and with a flick of his fingers, it was already shot into the huge ice lotus in mid-air like an arrow from the string.

The ice curtain that hung over Twilight Cliff City shattered and dissipated layer by layer, and the icicles also collapsed one after another, as if they had never existed.

The Cold Sword was inserted under the Ice Lotus, like a lotus stem, and the chill in the Ice Lotus surged down, as if it was one with the Cold Sword.

The next sentence of the Northern Meditation Cultivator also sounded under the cold wrapping.

"But I never said that this ice lotus is also empty. ”

The formation of Twilight Cliff City is indeed a bluffing thing, those icicles can be easily broken even by small cultivators of the second and third order, and if they are broken, there will be no reaction, they have only one real effect.

Gathering Spirits.

These icicles continue to absorb the water attribute spiritual power in Dusk Cliff City, causing the ice lotus to continue to expand, and the longer the time passes, the more spiritual power gathers, and the surface of the ice lotus does not see any changes.

The Northern Meditation has been waiting.

He was waiting for the spiritual power contained in this ice lotus to be enough to directly kill the three of Wu Lingtong.

Now, the time has come.

Bei Ming Xiu stretched out his hand and held it in the air, and his voice was high, so that the whole city heard it.

"Akiyama, borrow a sword!"

......

The long sword at the waist of the wasabi began to tremble rapidly.

She glanced at Ye Xinglu on the side, and immediately slapped it on the scabbard, and after getting the main order, the long sword suddenly flew out, leaving only a slightly ethereal sword light, like a cloud like mist.

After a while, the sword light fell into the hands of the Northern Meditation Cultivator, the Northern Meditation Cultivator smiled, and the long sword swept out with the momentum of the waves, and he had been saving for a long time, and at this moment it completely exploded, and the power of a sword, as if a huge wave swallowed the sky and covered the sea, swept away everything before the sword qi, which was the "wave sweeping sand" formula in the Canglang swordsmanship.

In terms of majestic momentum and vast scope, among the Canglang swordsmanship he comprehended, there was no other sword move that could be compared.

"Stop him!"

Wu Lingtong sensed that something was wrong, and exclaimed in surprise, the ninth-order mid-grade cultivation was completely outstretched, and even if Liu Changqing and Qu Jie were sluggish, they knew that the current situation was wrong, and they also made a move with all their might, trying to disperse the sword that was blocking them from Northern Meditation Cultivation.

They failed.

Even if it was the fastest martial spirit, when he made the move, Akiyamasa's sword had already fallen into the hands of the Northern Cultivator.

The sword of the Northern Immortal Cultivator swept out, pouring out all his spiritual power, and the vast sword qi was like a huge wave beating down, it was already unstoppable, no matter how they tried their best, under the two-way gap between this potential and force, they had to go with the flow and be forced to retreat by the waves and sand.

At the moment when the sword qi was exhausted, Bei Mingxiu let go of his hand, and the sword of Qiu Yaba flew to the side.

He slammed his foot on the ground, and the whole person flew straight up like a bird, and his right hand was already holding the hilt of the Frost Sword.

The ice lotus had already shattered, and the cold qi was condensed in mid-air, and at this moment, it was completely condensed on his sword.

Bei Ming Xiu gritted his teeth and slashed down with a sword!

On the tip of the Dark Sword, there seemed to be a fierce wind and snow whistling by, as if the sky of Twilight Cliff City had been frozen.

When the bluffing array from before was in full swing, the ice curtains in mid-air of Twilight Cliff City seemed to fall like a waterfall at any moment, burying everything below.

It was precisely because of this tremendous momentum that Wu Lingtong could see that something was wrong with this ice array from the very beginning, and then he was ready to plan and delay time in order to completely take the credit for killing the Northern Meditation Cultivator in his hands.

The Northern Immortal Cultivator had never harmed civilians in the Demon Domain, so how could he destroy the entire Dusk Cliff City in order to meet them?

However, now, Wu Lingtong's legs could only tremble uncontrollably.

The previous Ice Curtain was not a killer move.

This is because the increasingly powerful ice lotus condensed by delaying time, once it erupted, it seemed to be able to freeze everything The cold wave is the real killer move.

He gritted his teeth and shouted, "Aren't you afraid that the whole city will be buried with us!"

Seeing this, Bei Ming Xiu grinned.

He won't make a move on civilians, it's not that he is disdainful, but he doesn't want to affect it too badly, fortunately, with the backdrop of the Holy Pavilion, he, a foreigner, has a good reputation in the Demon Domain, so naturally he won't smash the signboard he left behind when he walked in the Demon Domain.

Moreover, why should the whole city be brought upon them if they were killed?

The sword qi around the Bei Ying Xiu rushed into the sky, and the cold sword intent was poured into the air by all of it, and the endless cold tide gradually converged on the tip of its cold and dark sword, wrapped by the flowing sword qi layer by layer, like a round of great sun, but the difference was that there was no warmth brought by this round of great sun, only cold and extremely cold.

This is the setting sun style in the Red Cloud Sword Sutra, he has faced this move before, and after learning from it, this move has been completely integrated into his sword technique.

The cold sun falls, and the ice and snow cover everything under the sword!

"Boom!"

As if the roar of an avalanche or a raging blizzard, an endless chill swept down from the blade of the Chill Sword, and in front of the sword body, it seemed that time and space had been frozen.

When the sword fell, the street where Wu Lingtong and the three of them were located had already sunk violently, as if endless ice was crawling all over the ground, imprisoning the three of Wu Lingtong in the middle.

If the three of Wu Lingtong wanted to escape from the shackles of the ice and quickly withdraw when the ice condensed, there was still a glimmer of possibility, but they didn't do it, and they couldn't do it.

When the Northern Darkness Cultivator dropped the sword, an endless chill had already shrouded them, and a thick layer of ice had already condensed on their bodies, and the cold invaded their bodies, making it difficult for them to wake up.

Under this sword, there is a world of cold air in the Northern Underworld, a world of absolute coldness.

Endless and powerful ice, enough to consume all resistance.

Just as the Ice Tower formed by the Northern Meditation Cultivator with thousands of ice bullets at the beginning to kill the four of Zu Yao, the three of Wu Lingtong at this time were also directly killed under the overwhelming cold, that is, there was no room for resistance.

The former is because of negligence and unpreparedness, and the latter is simply because of arrogance.

Bei Ming Xiu staggered to the ground, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he almost fainted directly.

Twice in a row to exert terrifying pressure on the already tired meridians, he was cast iron, and he couldn't bear it.

Fortunately, he has won this battle.

Bei Ming Xiu took out the two pills with difficulty and put them in his mouth, struggled to hold them up to a wall, and fainted with a smile.

If it weren't for the three swords of the Snow Peak Sword Sect Master, it would have been really difficult for him to kill three people at the same time with the two forms of "Falling Sun" and "Snow Covering" today, but fortunately, the final result was good.

The six members of the Holy Pavilion are all dead, the overall situation has been decided, and he believes that Ye Xinglu and the others can do the rest of the things.

As for Yu Luoxia and Yuan Xue's side, he is still full of confidence.