Bei Ying Xiu harnessed the iron sword and ran rampant above the altar, his gaze touching the huge ghost claws stretched out towards him below for a moment.

Condensed but not solid.

This was the first impression of the Northern Meditation Cultivator on Du Sigui's killer move.

But he also knew that it was impossible for Du Sigui to expose his weaknesses so obviously, and if he really tried to break through forcibly because of the ghost's claw condensation, he would really fall into the trap.

And his cold sword is still by Du Sigui's side, and the iron sword under his feet cannot be used against the enemy.

But he is a sword cultivator, and he is still a sword cultivator on the Shoreless Sword Peak.

Whether there is a sword in his hand or not, in fact, it is not much different.

The Cold Soul Sword Soul trembled slightly, and the sword intent condensed around the Northern Immortal Cultivator, forming an invisible long sword, facing the ghost claws that were getting closer and closer.

And then...... The sword intent accompanied him straight into the sky, throwing the ghost claw away a large distance again, and the speed of escaping was several times faster than before.

......

In tonight's battle, there was no big noise, and the villagers were sleeping very peacefully, even if they were woken up, they didn't dare to open the window and scold their mother.

Si Xiangting stood on the long street, her jade hand on the hilt of the Qiushui sword, as if as long as she pulled out the sword, the whole person's battle spirit would completely explode.

She stared intently at the person in front of her, the one she had blocked her way.

Xu Jinsong stood at the other end of the long street with a smile, and his voice accurately fell into Si Xiang's ears: "Miss Si, we are also partners who have advanced and retreated together, so the hostility towards me is not so deep, right?"

Si Xiang responded with a cold eye, and his hand still did not leave the hilt of the sword.

Xu Jinsong's smile gradually faded, he no longer stepped forward, and said seriously: "Zhou Han is still fighting with the thief surnamed Du, and the two of us are fighting here, isn't it too much to say?"

He pointed to the huge ghost hand that was grabbing towards the sky in the night, and asked with a smile: "Why don't we make a bet, can Zhou Han break this blow?"

He didn't wait for Si Xiang's answer, and said to himself: "With the eyes of my seventh-order Dharma Sect cultivator, this dark attribute spell is really good, it seems to be condensed and scattered, full of flaws, but in fact, the charm is completely compatible, and it seems to have condensed all the spiritual power of that guy, if Zhou Han really tries to break the situation by dispersing the spell, I'm afraid the end will not be very good." ”

Si Xiang glanced up and said calmly: "If this kind of lame spell can hit him hard, he is not the third disciple of the Shoreless Sword Peak." ”

Xu Jinsong squinted his eyes and said, "Don't you know that his state is not good?"

Si Xiang looked up at the figure in the sky that was shuttling quickly, and said, "Zhou Han, this person, his strength is a mystery. ”

Xu Jinsong smiled and scratched his head, and said: "Since Frost Sword Si Xiang has said so, it's better for us not to be in this pair for the time being, and divide labor to keep this area, that surnamed Du has a fat pig helper, and he has a lot of work at his feet, but he can't let that guy succeed." ”

Si Xiang nodded slightly, and the lotus step moved slightly, and soon disappeared from Xu Jinsong's field of vision.

Looking at the graceful back in the distance, Xu Jinsong sighed in his mouth and couldn't help but admire.

Flushing some of his fantasies out of his mind, he leaned against the earthen wall next to him and looked up at the sky with a playful look in his eyes.

A pool of clear water condensed in his palm, and countless crystal droplets surged in it, sparkling in the moonlight.

He also wanted to know how Zhou Han would break this move.

As for the possibility of being seriously injured and defeated directly after falling into the trap, he never thought about it.

......

The Northern Immortal Cultivation Sword was empty, and the altar under his feet was only the size of a palm.

And the huge ghost claw still followed, and his eyes continued to enlarge until it touched his ankle.

On the altar, Du Sigui's face was pale and his face was gloomy.

Tonight, the starlight is not visible, the altar is full of yin energy, and he has poured all his cultivation into the ghost killing array, the time and place are favorable, all three have it, and the power of this ghost claw is far beyond his imagination!

Can you still not die?

His eyes have always been fixed on the Northern Meditation Cultivator, wanting to see him desperate and finally crushed by the ghost hand.

He wasn't at all worried about the Northern Immortal Cultivator's Edgeworth escaping, because the Stygian Sword was still beside him, knocking the little white bell out of more and more cracks.

Du Sigui quickly calculated in his heart, and made sure that there were still ten breaths, and the Cold Immortal Sword would pierce his last reliance and pierce his heart.

In his opinion, this is also the reason why Bei Ming Xiu Edgeworth fled and delayed time.

But now there is nowhere to escape from the current Northern Meditation Cultivation.

Then he saw a flower bloom in the hands of the Northern Meditation Cultivator.

A crystal clear five-petal ice lotus.

He had also received the power of the five-petal ice lotus.

Previously, it was a five-petal ice lotus that shattered his confidence in fighting the Northern Meditation Cultivator.

But now, although he was a little flustered, he quickly calmed down.

No matter how strong the five-petal ice lotus is, can it be as strong as my Devil Killing Array?

The Northern Meditation Cultivator did not smash the five-petal ice lotus directly into the ghost claws.

He stretched out his hand to hold the lotus handle, and the sword intent around him was great. fantasy

A sword blade stretched out from the center of the Ice Lotus.

He held the ice sword in his hand, and the iron sword under his feet suddenly accelerated, and the whole person smashed into the ghost's claws.

Du Sigui's heartbeat eased slightly.

He thought that Northern Meditation had already thought of a way to crack it, but he didn't expect that he still chose to collide head-on with the ghost claw.

It's silly.

But he also believed that Bei Ming Xiu was not a fool, so he held his breath and stared at the movement in the ghost claws, and the magic mark in his hand changed, and the entire ghost claws began to retract.

Among the ghost claws, countless sword lights appeared, trying to break through the darkness, but they still couldn't stop the ghost claws' movements.

The prey had already entered the trap, but Du Sigui's face did not ease in the slightest.

In his perception, there was no foreign object in the hands of the Northern Meditation Cultivator.

What about the ice sword condensed by the ice lotus?

This thought just popped into his mind, and with an explosion and countless ice chips falling, a sword light had broken through the black curtain, accompanied by countless frost and cold qi falling from the sky, and the sword blade was pointed directly at Du Sigui.

This sword is the wave-breaking style of the Canglang swordsmanship, riding the wind and waves, it is difficult to stop, and what you want is to collide with Du Sigui.

Unless the cultivators of the Fa Sect and the Yi Sect deliberately cultivate, their physical bodies are no different from ordinary people, and if they hit this sword with insufficient spiritual power, they will either die or be disabled.

Will you put yourself in danger and fight me?

It's naïve.

Du Sigui sneered, and the law seal changed again, separating a black qi from the foundation of the Demon Killing Array, forming a shield above his head.

This shield is not thick, and it can only block that sword for about a while.

But it was enough to buy him time to kill Bei Ming Xiu directly.

If a person dies, the sword intent will become a rootless duckweed, and there will be no way to make any big waves.

Under the mighty pressure of the sword intent, Du Sigui only turned a blind eye, and the law seal was closed, and his smile was bright.

What about the ice sword formed by the five-petal ice lotus, it was not blocked by me?

"Goodbye. ”

Before he could express his emotion, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart, followed by unbearable pain.

He lowered his head in disbelief, and saw the blade of the Grim Sword, as well as his own blood.

Du Sigui sat down and fell to the ground, turning his head with difficulty.

The small white bell had become a pile of fragments, and one of the ice blades in the fragments was particularly eye-catching, which should be one of the five lotus petals on the hilt of the ice sword.

He looked at the fragment of the ice sword that had fallen at his feet again, and his smile became more bitter, "I see. ”

When he tried to kill Northern Meditation Cultivation quickly, why didn't Northern Meditation Cultivator want to kill him quickly?

That ice sword turned out to be just a trick that seemed to be used to exchange life for life, and the real purpose was to remove the shackles of the cold sword and make it succeed with one sword.

Losing the master's control, the Demon Killing Array quickly disintegrated, and the huge eerie ghost claws dissipated silently.

The Northern Immortal Cultivator was covered in blood, and his sword fell to the ground, like a real sword immortal.

In fact, if he slowed down even the slightest, the ghost's claws would be able to crush his bones.

It's a pity that there is no if, so he looks extremely miserable, but in fact he does not hurt his muscles and bones, maybe he can recover by taking a pill and sleeping.

Du Sigui's eyes gradually blurred, and he could only see a shadow, and said bitterly: "How dare you do this?"

He once put himself in his shoes, if he fell into the situation just now of the Northern Meditation Cultivator, only escaping could save himself, even if he attacked a little harder, he could only exchange his life for his life, but he would never give up the opportunity to exchange his life and liberate the Cold Immortal Sword.

What if the other party still has a life-saving magic weapon on him?

What if the other party is betting that you want to change your life, waiting to erase your last hope?

Du Sigui didn't dare.

But the Northern Meditation Cultivator did just that.

Bei Ming Xiu walked to his side, neatly pulled out the Cold Immortal Sword, swung the sword to shake off the blood on the sword, and reached out to lock Du Sigui's meridians with the Northern Darkness Cold Qi, and reluctantly confirmed that Du Sigui had returned to the heavens, and then explained: "Because I am a sword cultivator." ”

Sword cultivation's closest partner is his natal flying sword.

As long as the natal sword is there, no matter what back hand you have, the sword will be broken!

The Northern Immortal Cultivator is not a traditional sword cultivator, and the Ice Bullet and Immortal Lotus Transformation are more inclined to the Fa Sect, but what he relies on the most is the sword in his hand.

Whether it's an iron sword, an ice sword, or a cold sword.

Du Sigui smiled and said bitterly: "It's a pity...... If you miss one move, you will lose the whole game. ”

"Actually, it's just that you don't dare to fight, I dare to fight. Bei Mingxiu sat next to him and said with a smile, "Victory and defeat are life and death, now can we have a good chat?"