With a flash of light, the Northern Meditation Cultivator and the "Li Hong Dynasty" appeared in the bamboo forest, still maintaining the appearance of the previous confrontation.

"Li Hongchao" smiled and looked at everything around him, the teleportation just now was just an ordinary trick for him, and he didn't need to pay a little attention at all.

So he didn't care why the Northern Meditation Cultivator was still here, he just repeated: "Answer me, where did you get this fallen yuan!"

"You should know better than I do. ”

"Li Hongchao" stared at Bei Ming Xiu, and was about to say something, when he suddenly felt something, looked up at the sky, a cold light appeared in his eyes, and a black light flew out of his hand, turning into a black barrier to envelop this large bamboo forest: "The cubs of the Heavenly Dao Alliance, have you seen enough!"

This black barrier seems to be composed of the demonic energy of the Death Demon Eye, and in the perception of the Northern Meditation Cultivator, this barrier can be penetrated by anyone, but it can isolate the connection between the inside and the outside world.

The Northern Meditation Cultivator's expression was awe-inspiring.

Just now, his connection with Ji Xichun was directly cut off, and he could even feel Ji Xichun's resistance, but in the end he still didn't stop it.

He settled down and said, "Seniors know Fang Chengyu?"

A touch of sadness flashed in Li Hongchao's eyes, and he smiled miserably: "Of course I know, there is no one in the world who is more familiar with him than me." ”

"I'm his brother. Fang Chengyi looked down and said in a deep voice, "Since you have accepted his mantle, why don't you call me uncle?"

Bei Ming Xiu shook his head resolutely and said, "I am a disciple of the Shoreless Sword Peak. ”

Fang Chengyi was hesitant and shouted: "Northern Shadow Boy, it is already disrespectful for you to worship the Shoreless Sword Peak, for the sake of ...... I don't care about your father's face. ”

He paused and continued: "The people who killed your entire family are the people of the Holy Pavilion, do you think that with the Boundless Sword Peak, they can make you take revenge, if they had this ability, they would have killed the Holy Pavilion a long time ago!"

"As long as you call me uncle, I will pass on your immortal sword, so that you can kill the Holy Pavilion in less than ten years and avenge your family. ”

The power of the Immortal Slashing Knife, Northern Immortal Cultivator had seen it before, and Li Hongchao directly forced Yu Changsong to almost lose his combat effectiveness with this seemingly unremarkable sword.

If he hadn't been on the Shoreless Sword Peak, he might have really been tempted.

So he didn't answer Fang Chengyi's slightly coercive invitation.

Fang Chengyi shouted violently: "Don't be ignorant!"

Bei Ming Xiu said: "Fang Chengyu also invited me like this at the beginning, but I didn't agree to him. It's the same with you. ”

Fang Chengyi said angrily: "You look down on our brother?"

Bei Ming Xiu shook his head and said, "No, it's just that I see that you are unhappy." ”

Fang Chengyi gritted his teeth and said, "It seems that you don't want to get out of here alive." ”

The Northern Cultivator said calmly: "I can control the Fallen Yuan freely, how can the barrier created by you, the Death Demon Eye, stop me?"

Fang Chengyi laughed sarcastically and said: "Lao Tzu has lived for so long, and it is the first time to see such a crazy young man, is it the courage given to you by the old brother's fallen yuan, or Shang Yunjian?"

If he was here, he might be able to make the Northern Meditation Cultivator feel a strong coercion, but now that he is using Li Hongchao's body, the picture is not wild at all, but a little funny.

Bei Ming Xiu held the Han Ying Sword in his hand and said lightly: "I can't stop you, but I bet you haven't been able to control Li Hongchao's body yet." ”

Fang Chengyi glanced at a few fingers that he couldn't help trembling with, and then smiled disdainfully: "So what, you should be glad that my little disciple doesn't cultivate the Fa and doesn't cultivate his mind, otherwise you would have become an empty shell by now." ”

"When I have full control of her body, it will be no trouble to kill you. ”

Bei Ming Xiu nodded and admitted that a great cultivator who had mastered the Immortal Slashing Sword Technique, even if he had not been able to control other people's bodies, he was not sure that he would defeat the other party.

The combat experience of both sides and their perception of the spiritual power of heaven and earth are not at the same level, so it can be said that there is almost no chance of winning.

Northern Meditation Cultivator was well aware of this, so he said, "But I just need to keep you here, and someone from the Heavenly Dao Alliance will come to clean you up." ”

Fang Chengyi looked at Bei Ming Cultivator with cold eyes, and said, "It seems that you have made up your mind to be my enemy?"

Bei Ming Xiu nodded and said, "I want to try." ”

In the bamboo forest, there is a breeze and a chill.

......

Fang Chengyi was stunned for a moment before he burst out laughing.

He looked at Bei Ming Xiu mockingly, sat directly on the ground, and said disdainfully: "Just rely on you junior?"

After speaking, Fang Chengyi closed his eyes directly, and he didn't even bother to look at Bei Mingxiu.

The Northern Meditation Cultivator was not provoked.

He knew that Fang Chengyi did have the capital to despise him, and he didn't like to be angry, that would affect his state of mind.

So he didn't pay attention to it and just took a deep breath.

Between exhaling and breathing, his body was covered with cold,

The bamboo leaves that had been knocked down by the wind were frozen before they could touch his body, and before they could hit the ground, they were cut into countless ice chips and disappeared from this world.

There were also cracks in his clothes, and there was ice condensation on them, which seemed to shatter at the first knock.

Only the Stygian Sword, which was still held in his hand, was unaffected.

Because it's the end of the chill.

The North Darkness cultivated the sword.

The ice lotus on the cold sword is in full bloom, and the sword intent is condensed in it, but there is no leakage in the slightest, if you don't look at the ice lotus that is blooming, this sword is definitely just a mediocre stab.

If I had to name the characteristic of this sword, it would be fast.

Simply fast.

As soon as the sound of the sword roared sounded, the chill had already fallen on Fang Chengyi's body, freezing his pair of beautiful eyebrows.

The Northern Immortal Cultivator had never produced such a powerful sword, although he knew that he could produce such a strong sword.

Because this sword pierced out, it left almost no room for itself.

And in his opinion, this sword had a chance to kill Fang Chengyi directly.

If it weren't for the consumption of the Cold Soul Sword Soul because of the soul slash just now, and the Ice Sword Soul was injured by the soul slash, this probability could be as high as thirty percent.

Yicheng is enough for him to work hard, and he must work hard.

He knew that Ji Xichun must have made a move now, but he didn't want to pin his hopes on outsiders.

Destiny, after all, must be in your own hands.

If you don't fight now, when Fang Chengyi fully adapts to Li Hongchao's body, then there is really no chance.

He had talked to Fang Chengyi before, not only to gain time to use Heavenly Humanity to absorb some spiritual power to replenish himself, but also to condense the sword momentum.

The sword path of the Shoreless Sword Peak pays attention to the intention to move at will, the sword moves at will, and the Northern Meditation Cultivation is the strongest sword that permeates almost all of his cultivation.

Fang Chengyi's face froze, and before he could open his eyes, he was directly engulfed by the blooming ice lotus and the erupting sword intent.

Immediately, a snowstorm raged among the bamboo forests, and I don't know how many green bamboos were swept away, and it took a long time to rest.

There was nothing left but a mess on the ground.