Although he had reached a cooperation with Ji Xichun, Bei Mingxiu knew very well in his heart that it was definitely not so easy to pull Qiu Fengchun off the horse. And what he thinks about now is the wedding half a month later.

Whenever he imagined the scene at that time, the Northern Meditation Cultivator would unconsciously show a smile.

Although according to folk customs, unmarried couples need to avoid suspicion, but Yu Changping doesn't like these rules very much, and he himself doesn't want to follow this custom, so he will run to Yufu diligently almost every day.

Today, of course, is no exception.

Walking on the street, there were constantly pedestrians greeting him, and Bei Mingxiu responded with a smile one by one, and his words and demeanors gave people a feeling like a spring breeze, just as his state of mind was as bright as his mood.

Suddenly, the pace of the Northern Meditation Cultivator slowed down slowly, and a trace of doubt appeared on his face imperceptibly.

Just now, his Heavenly Dao detected a fleeting fluctuation of spiritual power nearby.

In Zhongzhou City, he doesn't need to open the heavens and humanity every moment like outside, otherwise it feels like he has to hide a knife in his own home to guard against his family, and such a miserable life is not the life he wants to live.

But he can still capture the spiritual power fluctuations at that moment, which can only mean that the other party's behavior of leaking his spiritual power is very deliberate, just like running naked on the street, no matter how slow his reaction is, he can't help but look in that direction.

He probably knew what the other party was trying to do.

But now that he has important things to do, a fool will chase a guy who doesn't know the details and doesn't even dare to show his true face.

Northern Meditation Cultivator ignored the fluctuation of spiritual power and continued to walk forward, but as soon as he took a step, his steps stopped again.

The cold sword on his back was constantly trembling.

The last time he met Qiu Huayu, the Cold Immortal Sword also had such a reaction, but it was far less intense than this time.

So he decided to be a fool.

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Bei Mingxiu shuttled between the streets and alleys, and there was no shadow of a suspicious person in his sight, but Tiandao had always accurately informed him of the other party's location.

He couldn't see the other party, but the other party must not be far in front of him, and he deliberately pressed the speed to be almost the same as him.

The Northern Meditation Cultivator can confirm that if he runs the Cloud Wandering Step with all his might, he will not be able to surpass the other party in speed.

But he wasn't going to walk away either.

The trembling of the Stygian Sword had already given him every reason to catch up with this mysterious figure.

Even if he knew that Qiu Fengchun had a way to simulate the aura of Bei Yingshuo, he didn't plan to let go of this opportunity that might be a trap.

The man's breath stopped somewhere ahead.

The moment he caught the other party stopping, the Northern Meditation Cultivator had already rushed into that place.

He had already used the Heavenly Humanity to probe beforehand, and there was no one else lurking nearby, and there was no magic circle, there should be only one person.

The Northern Meditation gathered the central god and stopped.

He had already scurried into a dark alley, and looking at its location, it was definitely much more secret than the alley when he was discussing with Ji Xichun, and it was very suitable for playing yin.

And the guy who led him here seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, even if the Heavenly Humanity had covered this area, it would be difficult for the Northern Immortal Cultivator to catch a trace of the other party's breath.

In the alley, he is the only one.

The state of mind of the Northern Meditation Cultivator is still calm.

The encounter in his early years made him have a calmness far beyond his age, even if he faced Xiao Pingsheng's Heavenly Demon Black Sword back then, he could deal with it calmly, and swimming in the dark tide a few days ago didn't make him lose his cool, and now this situation is really a small scene.

Suddenly, his ears caught the faint sound of the wind.

If there is such a gust of wind in nature, I am afraid that even the softest catkins will not be able to blow away.

And when the Northern Meditation Cultivator sensed this gust of wind, his feet had quickly moved a few steps to the left and back, and if someone watched his movements, they might find it a little funny.

His steps seemed to be shaky, and he had the charm of a duck's walk.

But it was just a few steps that seemed funny, but seemed slow and fast, that helped him avoid a sneak attack that came from the shadows.

In a small range of vertical and horizontal movements, Yun Youbu is among the world's light-weight exercises, which should be the top.

A black shadow flashed before the eyes of the Northern Meditation Cultivator, obviously because he missed the blow, he wanted to return to the darkness again to find an opportunity.

Feeling the passing of his face, the sharp energy, Bei Mingxiu's face gradually became solemn.

The man's movements of retreating after missing the blow were so smooth and spicy that it was difficult for a professional assassin to have such an old and spicy level.

This made Bei Mingxiu smell a trace of the Eight Gates of the Ghost Domain, but he knew very well that the other party would not be a person from the Eight Gates of the Ghost Domain.

If it was someone from the Eight Gates of the Ghost Domain who wanted to kill him, he would never use such a direct assassination method, and he would do it in Zhongzhou City.

The Eight Gates of the Ghost Domain have no reason to kill him.

Now that you've shown your form, don't go.

Bei Mingxiu tore off his outer robe, and the countless ice bullets hidden in it flew out in all directions, forming a huge ice net in mid-air, and followed the control cover of Bei Mingxiu.

This is the alley behind a residential area somewhere in Zhongzhou City, the houses are very crowded, and there is not much space for people to practice light body cultivation, and the hand of the Northern Meditation Cultivator has blocked most of the area in front of him.

On the ice net formed by the ice bullets, the ice thorns are all over the place, and before they touch, they can feel a thick chill coming towards them, and if they are caught in this net, even if they get out of trouble, they will inevitably have to pay some price.

There are only two ways to avoid this ice net.

Get out of here, or just crash head-on towards the Northern Meditation.

Bei Ming Xiu knew very well that the other party would not choose to leave.

He finally led himself here to attack again, and he would never give up this good place to kill people and sell goods, and then he slipped into the public to continue fighting.

So the moment he cast the ice net, the Cold Darkness Sword had already fallen into his hand, and the purest Cold Darkness Sword Intent and the Northern Darkness Cold Qi were condensed in the sword body, and it could cut out a shocking wave at any time.

However, that person's choice was not what the Northern Meditation had expected.

He directly faced the ice net, and the index fingers of both hands were combined with the middle fingers, and the ice net was directly torn apart.

When he destroyed the ice net, he could no longer maintain a ghostly and difficult to catch body, and his whole person was exposed to the vision of the Northern Meditation Cultivator.

This person is slightly thin, not tall or short, the whole person is wrapped in a black night clothes, only a pair of bright eyes with persistence flow, but the brightness in the eyes has been staring at the body of the Northern Meditation Cultivator, as if he has gained insight into the weaknesses of the Northern Meditation Cultivator.

Bei Mingxiu's pupils shrank, and his heart was a little complicated.

Wearing a night suit in broad daylight has not been discovered, and even he didn't notice that the other party was actually wearing an extremely conspicuous black night suit, which shows how powerful the other party's light cultivation is.

If it weren't for the fact that this side was not open, which was beneficial to him, his current situation would undoubtedly be much more difficult.

But what really shocked him was the state of the man in black after breaking through the ice net he had carefully prepared.

In order to forcibly block the opponent's movements, he urged all the ice bullets on the ice net to the state of ice picks, that is, no matter how deep or shallow the opponent's cultivation is, as long as they hit it, they will lose a layer of skin, and at the same time, no matter what they touch, the ice net will easily shatter - but if they can avoid it, no one will be willing to touch it.

The four fingers of the man in black tore through the ice net, but they were still intact, and not even a drop of blood oozed out.

And his ice net didn't look like it was torn apart by his attack, but more like it was broken by itself.

The wreckage of the falling ice bullets also melted quickly, and the cold qi contained in it naturally dissipated in a short period of time.

But now there is no time for the Northern Meditation Cultivator to think about the anomalies of the ice marbles.

The Ice Bullets didn't work as expected, but he couldn't let them just slip back into the darkness.

The Northern Immortal Cultivator did not hesitate to slash out with a sword, and the sword qi crisscrossed the alley.

As the Frost Sword slashed out, layers of frost suddenly formed on the nearby walls, and in the space in the alley, an ice dragon formed by the condensation of cold qi and sword intent faintly appeared, and everywhere it passed, the frost was carved with heavy sword marks.

The sea dragon roared out, but the Northern Immortal Cultivator directly let go of the Cold Shadow Sword, and shook his right palm on the wall, throwing his whole person towards the black-clothed man who appeared because of the power of the sea dragon roar.

He was in mid-air, but there were two flowing clouds in his hands, which were surging towards the man in black, and his palms were directly covered by black clouds, and in the chaotic wind, there was faint ice and snow flowing, and the power seemed to be enough to destroy the city.

The man in black didn't dodge, just looked up while resisting the power of the sea dragon's roar. If you look closely, his eyes are still looking straight at Bei Ming Cultivator, it turns out that he is not affected at all.