Inside the main village, the Northern Meditation Cultivator suddenly opened his eyes and detached himself from the meditative state.

Just now, there seemed to be a silent thunderbolt exploding in Fengyun Village.

In the main village, only his celestial beings can catch this anomaly.

Whatever it is, if you miss it like this, you might regret it tomorrow.

Bei Ming Xiu stepped on the clouds, rushed out of the main village at the fastest speed, and did not forget to throw an ice bullet before leaving, smashing it on the door of Si Xiang Yuan Xue.

However, in the time of a stick of incense, he had already arrived at the place that Tiandao perceived, and although he was mentally prepared, the scene in front of him still surprised him.

Ignoring the unsightly scene on the ground, the Northern Immortal Cultivator's eyes flashed with a gleam, and he rushed out as fast as he could, flying out with the Cold Immortal Sword on his back and disappearing into the night.

Maybe because the other party didn't want to flee at all, or maybe the other party was too seriously injured, Bei Mingxiu quickly blocked the murderer who was still swaggering through the market.

Liu Shang's hands were bleeding, limping, and walking aimlessly on the deserted streets, like a wandering lonely ghost.

Sensing the approach of the person, he raised his head slightly, his godless pupils twitched slightly, and he quickly lowered his eyes.

"It's you. ”

In the words, there is a sense of relief.

Bei Mingxiu frowned slightly.

He never thought that Liu Sheng would be able to find the hiding place of herring roe, and he would also slash it head, let alone that the Liu Sheng in front of him now was completely a walking corpse, as if he had completed his life's mission, and whether it was death or a more terrible ending, it couldn't make his mood tremble a bit.

Originally, in his impression, Liu Shang's cultivation was not very high, and most of his heart was on Si Xiang, so that he almost didn't pay attention to other people, which caused most of the cultivators who lived in the main village, including him, to be very unhappy with him.

In a word, he is a stupid idiot.

The word "love" can be completely gone.

But Liu Shang in this state now gave him a terrifying feeling.

Unlike Ji Ming, who was like a stagnant water before, Liu Sheng gave him the feeling that he was more like a ghost who crawled out of the underworld, not only did he not want his own life, but he also had to drag others to accompany him to the funeral.

Bei Ming Xiu frowned and said, "What do you want to do?"

Liu Shang didn't want to wade into this troubled water, but he just watched Si Xiang express his attitude before joining, and he looked reluctant on weekdays, and only showed a smile when he looked at Si Xiang's back.

Now it seems that he may have come to make trouble in the first place!

Liu Shang smiled miserably and replied, "I really envy you for having a good skin, and you are a disciple of the Shoreless Sword Peak, you are born to stand at the peak of the cultivation world, no wonder she always seems to look at you." ”

Bei Ming Xiu said coldly: "This is not an excuse for you to stumble on her. ”

As soon as the herring roe died, the soul of the old priest who had been preserved by him with his secret technique was also annihilated, and they were afraid that they would never know the secret inside.

That beggar may be able to sit back and relax for a while.

"Needless to say. Liu Shang clenched the long knife in his hand, blood kept dripping, and his smile was weird and bright, "I know exactly what I'm doing." ”

"I've seen you dislike you for a long time!"

After speaking, the long knife in his hand had already been chopped down, and the blood on the blade splashed with this knife, forming a bloody blade, shooting towards the face of the Northern Meditation Cultivator.

This knife is still the one that broke the Yin and Yang of the herring roe and cut off his head before.

It's just that the current Liu Shang's spirit and spirit have been exhausted, and the power is obviously far less than the previous knife.

When Bei Ming Xiu saw the blood light, a trace of trembling appeared in his heart subconsciously, but he quickly regained his calm.

This blood light was not the Blood Demon Sword Technique, nor was it Fang Chengyi's so-called Immortal Slashing Sword Technique, it was just the blood attached to the sword qi because of Liu Shang's bloodshed.

Bei Ming Xiu snorted coldly and took four breaths in a row.

No matter when or where he is, he will use the method of using heaven and humanity that he has explored every day, and the spiritual power that he attracts will exist next to him, and it can be stored for up to seven days.

Lift four breaths in a row to incorporate four days' worth into your body.

A hint of surprise appeared in Liu Shang's godless pupils.

The spiritual power cultivation of Beijing Xiu is constantly getting stronger, and finally stays at the sixth order middle grade.

The cultivation of the sixth order middle grade was enough to easily break through this mad sword.

Bei Mingxiu drew an iron sword from his right hand, and slashed it with a sword, as if a sea was split in two.

The blood blade was immediately disconnected, and the sword intent was still unstoppable.

Liu Shang was powerless to swing the real mad knife, and the knife just now was only in shape, and the power was not as good as before.

He simply closed his eyes and calmly welcomed his death. Love Book House

He did everything he wanted to do.

Dead or not, then no one knows.

A whistling sound of a blade breaking through the air blew past his ears.

Liu Shang opened his eyes in surprise.

The sword intent did not hit his body.

Bei Ming Xiu did not have an iron sword in his hand, and his face was pale.

He looked behind him and saw that the iron sword was hovering in front of a tree, seemingly still trembling and struggling.

Behind the tree, a man reached out and lightly touched the iron sword, and the latter fell to the ground in a gloomy manner, and the runes on the sword could not be lit up.

Du Sigui walked out with applause and said with a smile: "Young Master of the Northern Shadow, how did you see that I was hiding here?"

At this time, he was still wearing that tattered shirt, but he gave people the feeling that he was already a noble son.

If other people see this, they may exclaim, where is this beggar, it is clearly a down-and-out king's grandson.

The magnanimity of the two is very different.

Bei Ming Xiu said coldly: "Liu Shang has no combat power at all, if you instruct him, it is impossible to let him face me alone." ”

Du Sigui thought for a while and said, "It makes sense. ”

He clapped his hands, and a glint appeared in his eyes, as if he had been empowered, "But you still lost, your sea of knowledge has been firmly locked by me, and in the end, I still succeeded in sneaking attack." ”

"For the sake of the money you gave me at the beginning, I won't spoil your sea of knowledge inch by inch, just give you a good time and wring it off. ”

Liu Shang only reacted at this time, and said with a wry smile: "Why did you save me?"

Du Sigui's eyes rolled, and he said solemnly: "You have done something for me, today the prince of the North Ming capsized in the gutter and died in desolation, and you are also a great hero." It is better to let him die than to watch the woman he loves in his arms in the future. ”

Liu Shang bowed his head and was silent.

Du Sigui smiled slightly, and his eyebrows swelled: "Young Master of the North Underworld, get on the road well, remember to reflect on Huangquan Road, why did you provoke my master." ”

The sweat of the Northern Meditation Cultivator trickled down, and a small pool of stagnant water had formed under his feet.

His sea of knowledge has indeed been firmly locked.

But at this time, he was smiling.

Du Sigui frowned and said, "What are you laughing at?"

Bei Ming Xiu smiled: "I laugh at you that you don't even know what your situation is. ”

Du Sigui joked: "The prince of the North Ming really likes to joke, your knowledge of the sea is all in my hands." ”

He moved slightly, and the thin line of thoughts that bound the Northern Darkness Cultivation Sea began to shrink, until it was about to be embedded in the Sea of Knowledge.

Beiming Xiu suppressed his smile, brushed the sweat off his face, and said with a smile: "Since you are a disciple of Fang Chengyi, of course you are proficient in the Yi Sect exercises, of course I will be extremely careful." ”

"Although I really didn't expect your Yi Sect cultivation to reach such a level, the situation is still under my control. ”

Du Sigui shook his head and said: "Impossible, in order to kill you, I have done my homework for a long time, and I am very clear about your strength, and you have no means to break my mind at all." ”

He himself knows that this is a lie.

But he was also waiting for the Northern Meditation Cultivator to come up with the only solution to the current problem.

As long as he dares to use it, he is really dead.

He smiled playfully, waiting for that moment to come.

......

Bei Mingxiu's eyes closed and opened.

Countless sword sounds rang out from the sea of knowledge.

The cold sword soul shined brightly from the center of the Sea of Knowledge, and countless sword intents rushed out of the Sea of Knowledge, slashing above the thin line of thought.

No matter how tenacious this thread of thought is, it can only be broken under the ravages of sword intent, and within a while, it has been completely shattered.

Du Sigui's face changed, and he lost his voice: "How is this possible!"

"Nothing is impossible. ”

The Northern Meditation Cultivator was suddenly relieved, breathed a long sigh of relief, his index finger curled slightly, and the chill on the street grew.

In the hazy moonlight, the Cold Stygian Sword flew back from above, piercing Du Sigui's heart.