Li Duye is very confident.

His self-confidence came from his seventh-order strength, from the golden silk soft armor on his body, which still had good protection ability despite the loss of runes, and from the combat experience he had accumulated over many years of walking in the night.

He is an orange-named ghost of the Eight Gates of the Ghost Domain, and there are very few orders that need to be made for him, and the current Northern Meditation Cultivation is not enough to be able to be ordered by him.

All he wanted was the treasure of the Heavenly Desolate Valley in his hand, so he wanted to completely destroy the confidence of the Northern Meditation Cultivator and make him hand over the treasure honestly.

Now that he saw the struggle on Bei Mingxiu's face, he became more and more satisfied, and said with a smile: "Zhou Shaoxia, the one who knows the times is Junjie, for the sake of your life and that little girl's life, you should hand over the things to me." ”

Bei Mingxiu's whole body trembled slightly, and he let go of his left hand, his voice trembling slightly because of nervousness, "What if...... I'll give you something, can you promise that you won't do anything to Yuan Xue?"

Li Duye smiled and said: "Of course, the people in our line have always had the supremacy of reputation, as long as you hand over the treasure of the Heavenly Desolate Valley to me, I will not only leave you and the little girl's lives, but also Song He's children, how about it?"

Hearing this answer, Bei Ming Xiu's body suddenly loosened, retracted the Cold Immortal Sword into its sheath, and exhaled a breath of turbid qi, and the power in his body seemed to flow out of his body with this breath.

Li Duye bowed slightly.

Ordinary people do this only when they are about to compromise.

So he waited for the Northern Immortal Cultivator to pull out the treasure of the Heavenly Desolate Valley.

Until now, he still kept a certain distance from the Northern Meditation Cultivator, and even if the Northern Meditation Cultivator was really unwilling to sneak attack, he would not be able to cause any harm to him.

"I can give it to you. ”

Bei Ming Xiu stretched out his left hand and did not urge any spiritual power.

In the palm of his hand, it was a bead as black as ink, as if it was burning.

Li Duye looked at it for a long time, confirming that this aura was indeed the same origin as the black qi that had been revealed in the previous battle of the Northern Meditation Cultivator, and said with a smile: "Very good. ”

He wrapped his spiritual power in his right hand, trying to take the black bead away.

Just as he was about to touch the black bead, the calm voice of the Northern Meditation Cultivator came.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to catch it. ”

The black beads suddenly shot out at this moment, hitting Li Duye's door.

It was not the demonic energy of the fallen yuan that was ejected, but the ice bullet that had been brewing in it for a long time.

Li Duye sneered slightly.

It's not unexpected, it's reasonable.

How could the three disciples of the dignified Shoreless Sword Peak succumb so easily?

Then, crush him completely.

He stretched out his right hand and grabbed the ice marble, and with a crackling sound, there were only countless ice chips left in his hand.

"You ......"

As soon as Li Duye was about to speak out of oppression, he felt that the situation was wrong.

Although that ice bullet was powerful, it was not enough to break through his protective spiritual power. So much so that he crushed it in one fell swoop.

This kind of thing, the Northern Meditation Cultivator will use it as a killer move?

He tried to retreat, but suddenly found that the path behind him had been blocked by the sword shadow woven by the Frost Sword.

The speed of the Frost Sword was beyond his imagination.

In fact, this was the third time he had faced the "shadow chasing" of the Northern Meditation Cultivator.

This time the shadow chasing is not stronger than the previous two, but this time the pursuit is not to seriously injure him, it is purely to intercept.

It didn't need to cause damage to Li Duye, it just wanted to slow him down.

Li Duye snorted coldly, and the seventh-order spiritual power exploded, forcibly breaking the sword net woven by the Cold Nether Sword.

The Cold Shadow Sword fell to the ground suddenly, but it did leave Li Duye for a moment.

Northern Meditation has always been a person who is good at seizing opportunities, especially the opportunities he has created.

He completely exhausted the cold and dark sword intent in the sea of consciousness, and endured the suffering of the fallen yuan burning body for a long time before he finally spelled out this opportunity, if he couldn't grasp it, he would not be a Northern Immortal cultivator.

......

A slender index finger quietly pointed at Li Duye's vein.

This finger is not as white as the skin of the Northern Meditation Cultivator, but looks more like a crystal black gem pillar.

And the moment this index finger hit Li Duye's vein, the black on the finger quickly faded, as if it was sucked dry by something in an instant.

Li Duye could clearly feel a black cloud pouring into his meridians, which soon began to spread, and then began to burn.

He retreated in a hurry, trying to force it out, but found that these black qi that was expanding in his body was actually firmly rooted in his body, and it was extremely difficult to pull it out, and they were frantically eroding his body.

The voice of the Northern Meditation Cultivator came at this time.

"This is the treasure you want, you can call him a fallen element. ”

"It's a pity...... I'm the only one who can control it. ”

Li Duye had retreated to the door of Song He's house at this time, gritted his teeth to suppress the erosion of the fallen yuan, and sneered: "The Liuyun hand of the Shoreless Sword Peak really deserves its reputation. ”

He reacted as soon as Bei Ming Xiu pointed out, but in the end, he still touched the pulse.

Bei Mingxiu's attack was extremely good, one ring after another, and he successfully made him hit, turning his original self-confidence into stupidity.

But Li Duye still didn't think he would lose.

"Zhou Shaoxia, even if your fallen yuan is very powerful and evil, I can suppress it for at least half an hour, and I want to kill you, I don't need ten breaths. Li Duye sneered, "I admit that you won before, but as long as you die, the victory will still belong to me." ”

Bei Ming Xiu shook his head and said, "We are not divided between victory and defeat, but between life and death. ”

"I live, you die. ”

After speaking, he reached out to retrieve the Cold Stygian Sword, and with the residual sword momentum on the sword, he slashed out with a sword.

The three arterial wounds on his body burst in an instant, and blood gushed out, staining the ground beneath him with blood red.

But this did not hinder the strength of the sword of the Northern Meditation Cultivator.

Even though his strength weakened with the loss of blood, this sword was always extremely powerful.

The Northern Darkness cultivates a sword to view the sky.

That powerful momentum that seemed to come from outside the sky once firmly suppressed Si Xiang and almost made her show her flaws.

Now it was Li Duye's turn to comprehend the power of this sword.

Under this sword, Li Duye was in chaos.

Even if he knew that the Northern Immortal Cultivator could not be an immortal-level powerhouse, the momentum of the Heaven Viewing Style still completely disturbed his state of mind.

This is what the Northern Meditation Cultivator wants.

Now there are three blood splatters on his body, and it is difficult for him to reconcile with his wandering steps, so it can be said that he has reached the end of the road.

At this time, Li Duye really reached the end of the road.

The previous ice marble was just a façade.

The erosion of the fallen element is the beginning and the foundation.

This Guantian sword is the real killer move he uses to break the game!

The Frost Sword broke through the golden silk soft armor and stabbed into Li Duye's chest.

However, even at this time, Li Duye still relied on his instinct to avoid the vital point, and the tip of the sword was only an inch away from his heart, and he failed to kill the other party directly after all.

The sharp pain in his chest caused Li Duye to completely wake up from the shock brought by Guantian, and he exploded all his spiritual power almost instantly, trying to forcibly repel the Northern Immortal Cultivator.

Li Duye slammed his palm on the chest of the Northern Meditation Cultivator.

The Northern Immortal Cultivator spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the qi and blood in his body surged, but he still held the hilt of the Cold Immortal Sword stubbornly.

Ignoring the blood gushing out of his body, he rushed forward again with the tip of his sword in the direction of Li Duye's heart.

Li Duye roared angrily, no longer pursuing to kill the Northern Immortal Cultivator, and resisted the Cold Immortal Sword with both palms, not allowing it to advance for half a minute.

The Northern Meditation is bleeding.

The Stygian Sword thrust forward in the stirring.

Li Duye was struggling for his life.

At this time, the battle has been dragged into the quagmire by the Northern Meditation Cultivator.

Like two beasts holding each other by the throat, all their fighting skills are now useless.

Whoever lasts longer will live.

Li Duye didn't want to die.

The Northern Meditation Cultivator never thought that he would die.

The Cold Shadow Sword was only a short distance away from Li Duye's heart.

It looks so close, yet so far away.

In fact, when Li Duye gave up fighting against Bei Ming Xiu and chose to take the sword and let the situation fall into a stalemate, he had already given up his advantages and completely blocked his way of life.

What is missing is only a kick in the door.

So the Northern Meditation Cultivator took out the sword again.

The half-truncated sword flew out of the scabbard and slashed at Li Duye's lower body.

The remaining top half shot at Li Duye's eyebrows.

At the same time as the two remnant swords, there was also an angry shout from the Northern Meditation Cultivator.

"Sister-in-law, do it!"

Li Duye's face changed slightly, and his hands were still holding against the Cold Sword.

A thin needle flew out of his mouth, knocking down the upper half of the short sword, and at the same time, his right foot threw the cloth shoe into the air, narrowly stopping the most insidious lower half of the truncated sword.

Blocking the two sneak attacks of the Northern Meditation Cultivator, Li Duye was a little relieved in his heart.

He didn't think that Sun Linxian would give up the opportunity that Song He had created for her, so it was impossible for her to appear here.

However, Sun Linxian is here.

From the moment Song He fell to the ground, she took the child and ran back almost frantically.

The child is now on the grass in the backyard, and although he has long been awakened, he is very well-behaved and does not cry.

So she can also go all out to avenge the child and her father!

Two wooden thorns plunged into Li Duye's neck.

Li Duye's throat shattered, and the strength in his hand suddenly dissipated.

There was no hindrance in front of the Dark Sword, piercing the beating heart like a bag, and then shattering it.

Li Duye fell to the ground miserably.

Bei Mingxiu withdrew his sword and sat down on a stumble.

Sun Linxian's face turned pale, and the two wooden thorns in his hands fell to the ground.

The two looked at each other and smiled, not looking at Li Duye, who was desperately struggling on the edge of life and death on the ground, with a desolate smile.