When the Mingxia stick tore through the ink and fell into everyone's eyes with brilliance, the time for a stick of incense that was calibrated at the beginning was about to run out.

Yu Luoxia walked out of the inky mist, and there were also some wounds on her arms, but compared to Yutai Yimeng, those wounds could almost be said to be non-existent, but the cloth near her forearm was also completely shattered by Ming Dao's sword.

Bei Mingxiu's eyes looking at Ming Dao were a little unkind, the clothes of the three girls were partially destroyed by this goods, and they didn't show anything that shouldn't be exposed, otherwise even if he didn't settle the account, Wei Sheng shouldn't let him go.

Ming Dao laughed dryly, whispered a few words to Wei Sheng outside the ink array behind him, and then straightened his posture and continued: "There are two more who can stand, let's make a move." ”

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Yu Luoxia's current mood is a little unstable.

Before she could break through the fog, she had guessed what the scene would be, and now she saw it, and sure enough.

She was the last one to come out.

In the struggle with Ming Dao's finger-twisting sword, she actually quickly found a way to crack it, that is, ignoring the pain in her hand, forcibly accumulating the power of Qi Tian's stick, and breaking it up with the strongest force.

Flexibility can overcome rigidity, but it is strong to a certain level, and it may not be able to suppress softness.

While fighting against the soft energy that had almost wrapped around her arm, she secretly accumulated strength, and combined with the pure Yuan Gang Qi with the spiritual power operation technique she had learned from Luo Lingfeng, she finally broke the game with one stick after accumulating for a long time, completely dispersing the soft energy that almost crushed her meridians.

This process is not long, but it is not short, although Mingdao retains his strength and does not make a dead hand, for Yu Luoxia, it is not easy to break the game.

It's just that it's not enough after all.

Just when Yu Luoxia was sighing in her heart, Mingdao's hearty laughter had already come: "Two, don't you try to continue to shoot?"

Yu Luoxia woke up like a dream, subconsciously clenched the Mingxia stick in her hand, and immediately saw Yuan Xue nodding heavily at her.

This battle is not over yet, Bei Ming Xiu and Yutai Yimeng are unable to continue fighting, and she and Yuan Xue can't just give up.

Yuan Xue was like a piece of snow, and she approached Ming Dao's side with great lightness, it was the Snow Peak Sword Sect Spirit Snow Step that she had done the most hard work on, but in this footwork, there were also some essences of Yun Youbu, so that when she came to Ming Dao's five feet around, Ming Dao's face had already shown a look of surprise.

Surprised to surprised, Ming Dao didn't plan to release water to this little girl, although he wouldn't use the other ink swords around him, just this one in his hand was an insurmountable moat in front of anyone here.

He has seen the exercises of Wu'an Sword Peak since he was a child, and he has long been extremely familiar with them, whether it is the cold sword technique of the Northern Meditation Sect or the sword techniques of the Snow Peak Sword Sect, he has also seen the records in the stargazing chart, and the Cold Immortal Sword Spectrum is the authentic handwritten work of the Northern Immortal Zhou back then, whether Yuan Xue used his own exercises or the exercises of the Northern Meditation Cultivation, there was no threat in his eyes.

He was going to force Yuan Xue back with a sword in his hand, but suddenly, he felt a trace of strangeness around him, and the smile on his face became more and more happy.

Now learn and use, and use it better than him, it really deserves to be the "eight" there.

It's just that no matter how powerful Yuan Xue is and what kind of strength she has in her body, she is still a quasi-eighth-order young cultivator, and in terms of combat experience and cultivation, she will not be his opponent who has already experienced a hundred battles.

Although it is not his style to bully children, he doesn't want to be embarrassed in front of his little sister.

Ming Dao slapped out lightly with one palm, and originally shot out along the Qiushui Sword, and immediately smashed the Taixu Sword Intent that fell gently and softly to his back heart.

The biggest hole card was directly seen through, Yuan Xue's Mid-Autumn Water Sword in her hand did not have the slightest condensation, after the previous play, she knew that she should not hesitate at a critical time, that was not a good thing.

The Sky Sword Technique broke through the wind and snow, as if it could pierce everything, until two fingers appeared in front of the blade.

Ming Dao stretched out his left hand leisurely, his index finger and middle finger together, as if two mountains were combined, and the Qiushui Sword that came with the wind and snow was directly locked in it by these two fingers, and could only tremble like a fledgling exposed to the sun.

All the sword moves and spiritual power use skills have lost all their meaning before these two fingers, Yuan Xue's pretty face suddenly turned snow-white, and it has become a luxury for the sword blade to move for a minute, and the strong spiritual power that followed the Qiushui sword attack forced her to not even abandon the sword and retreat, not so much that she was attacking Ming Dao, it was better to explain that Dao had locked her firmly in place.

She already had the outline of this finger in her heart, but Ming Dao used the sword between her fingers, relying on her own cultivation realm, even if she could learn and crack it in reverse, she would not have such a powerful spiritual cultivation as support.

This is absolute strength suppression.

Yuan Xue was already completely in trouble, and Yu Luoxia had just come to within ten feet of Ming Dao at this time.

Whether it is light body cultivation or spiritual power cultivation, she has been thrown away by Yuan Xue, even if she has done her best, she also understands a fact.

If they were facing a ninth-order peak cultivator who was hostile to them or even had killing intent, she wouldn't be able to do anything at all, and Yuan Xue would directly become a corpse on the ground.

Myself...... Can't you do anything after all?

There was a moment of gloom in her expression, and she immediately regained her composure, what she had to do now was to force out the sword of Ming Dao and rescue Yuan Xue from the predicament, negative emotions should not appear, at least not in her heart now.

She raised the stick, and the momentum of Qi Tian's stick quietly gathered, and when this stick was hit, the ink array trembled again.

The stronger the smile on Ming Dao's face, the heart barrier is an obstacle that almost every cultivator will encounter on the way to practice, and many people will stop on the path of cultivation because of the heart barrier, or even be directly crushed, but if they can break the heart barrier, it can also be of great benefit to their cultivation.

Yu Luoxia's mental obstacles, he can probably see some of them, whether they are big or small, but they are indeed a little troublesome.

But she was able to temporarily suppress the influence of the heart barrier and prevent it from affecting the battle, and this girl's heart was even better than he imagined.

Now he suppresses Yuan Xue with his left hand, and holds the ink sword with his right hand, if he allows Qi Tian to attack with a stick, he can only defend with the ink sword, in that case, the "scabbard" of the ink sword will inevitably be directly dispersed, and this battle will be even if he loses.

He didn't want to see this ending so soon.

Ming Dao slowly handed out a sword, and the sword qi slowly flowed out from the ink sword, never piercing the layer of ink shrouded in the ink sword, it looked powerless, but as soon as it left the range of the ink sword, the sword qi seemed to ride the wind and waves, and directly attacked the Mingxia stick in Yu Luoxia's hand.

Ming Dao didn't use all his strength, the strength in the sword qi was neither light nor heavy, and it should just be able to knock down the Mingxia stick in Yu Luoxia's hand.

Since he accidentally injured Yutai Yimeng too badly, his shot has become much more measured.

At the moment when Ming Dao took out his sword, Yu Luoxia already understood his plan, and of course he would not let him get his wish.

It's just that Ming Dao's sword qi seems to be slow and weak, but in fact, the power in it is constantly expanding, and the speed is getting faster and faster, and it probably only takes her time to bend her arm, and that sword qi can force the Mingxia stick in her hand down.

Just like Yuan Xue's sword was neatly locked by Ming Dao, she could only take the initiative to throw herself into Ming Dao's attack, and there was no other way at all.

At the last moment, Yu Luoxia saw the gaze of the Northern Meditation Cultivator.

Bei Mingxiu was looking at her, there seemed to be expectation in his eyes, but more importantly, it was trust in her.

He believed that she could find an opportunity to break the game, just as she was willing to believe that he was a good person.

Yu Luoxia's heart warmed, and at the same time, her hands were loosened.

The Mingxia stick fell naturally, and the moment it was separated from Yu Luoxia's hand, the sword qi hit the stick firmly, sending it flying directly to the edge of the ink array.

When it fell, it smashed the ink array into a pit, as if it were not a jade short stick, but an incomparably heavy boulder.

It was not only Mingxia's stick that fell, but also the boulder in Yu Luoxia's heart.

Yu Luoxia took three steps in a row, taking the opportunity to approach Ming Dao, and the pure Yuan Gang Qi contained in her hand poured out, still extremely powerful.

Without a stick, you can't use a stick.

With the residual strength of Qi Tian's stick, Yu Luoxia punched the ink sword in Ming Dao's hand, and wanted to break up the ink mist.