In the clearing inside the forest, a hint of surprise flashed on Bei Mingxiu's face, and then a smile appeared on his face.

He felt the departure of a powerful spiritual power in the distance, and he thought that it should be a dream of the platform.

Why did Tantai Yimeng choose to leave, he didn't want to think about it at all.

He was only sure that now, in the battle between him and Xiao Jinyu, there was no longer Xiao Jinyu's helper who could intervene.

Xiao Jinyu's kendo cultivation is indeed very strong, and with his group of weird natal swords, this sunset has accumulated all his strength, which may not be as oppressive as the last time, but it is definitely not far behind in terms of power.

Now, most of the small black swords controlled by Xiao Jinyu converged in the setting sun, reflecting the setting sun as if it were a dark night, and the remaining small half continued to bombard his defenses mercilessly.

It was the active performance of this small black sword that made him unable to separate his body and mind to deal with the upcoming sunset, and could only watch as the sunset continued to converge, and then set in the near future.

Xiao Jinyu does not have the soul sword technique of the Shoreless Sword Peak, and the control of the natal magic weapon simply relies on his own spiritual power, and he can control the black little swords so exquisitely that he is indeed worthy of the name of the Four Swords of Fenghua.

While the Northern Darkness Cultivator unfolded the Cold Shadow Sword Technique and gradually transformed it into a sharper Cangying Sword Technique, trying to destroy the momentum of the black sword's combined attack, Xiao Jinyu was also trying to break through his sword momentum.

The Northern Darkness is very tightly guarded, as if a solid igloo has been formed around itself, but even if this igloo can withstand the wind and snow coming from all directions, when the sun sets, it will only end in ruin.

Xiao Jinyu didn't believe that the Northern Meditation Cultivator had no backhand.

Even if Si Xiang didn't exert all his strength at that time, and the Northern Meditation Cultivator was able to kill Si Xiang, then it would be absolutely impossible to do a senseless struggle under the setting sun.

What's he doing?

Xiao Jinyu looked closely, and a smile gradually appeared on her face.

The sword of the Northern Meditation Cultivator, like a stream of wind and snow, was firmly woven into a solid line of defense around him, and the small black sword would not be able to break through for a while.

In this process, the sharp intent on the Northern Immortal Cultivation Sword became stronger and stronger, as if it was deliberately accumulating strength in the confrontation with the black small sword, and could gather this power on the Cold Immortal Sword at any time, and then launch an attack.

Forcibly accumulating strength to fight is indeed a good way to break the game.

But Xiao Jinyu didn't think that Northern Immortal Cultivator would be able to break his sunset with this sword.

After all, he is one of the Four Swords of Fenghua!

He didn't continue to pay attention to the small actions of the Northern Meditation Cultivator, and used the Red Cloud Sword to cooperate with the black little swords, making the Sunset Accumulation more and more rounded.

At the moment when the setting sun was about to be consummated, the Northern Darkness was cultivated.

He let go of the hilt of the Cold Immortal Sword, but the Immortal Sword still blocked the invasion of the small black sword with the Cangying Sword Technique, as if the Northern Immortal Cultivator was still holding it.

Shoreless Sword Peak Soul Swordsmanship!

Xiao Jinyu is no stranger to this wonderful swordsmanship that has been sung in the human world for a long time, and he has also learned the power of soul swordsmanship before.

The action that the Northern Meditation Cultivator was doing now, he was extremely familiar with, it was the sea dragon roar that could compete with the scorching sun with the sword before.

At that time, the sea dragon tsunami was able to slightly better in the confrontation with the sunset, but the current situation is different from that time.

At that time, in the Northern Meditation Cultivation, the fluctuations of the spiritual power around his body were already close to the peak of the seventh order, but now his spiritual power only fluctuated between the lower and middle grades of the sixth order, and the spiritual power was obviously not condensed enough, and it was much weaker than before.

And he forcibly restored his spiritual power by overtaking the Gan Ling Pill refined by Chiyun Peak, although after half an hour, he would be weakened by the influence of the medicinal power, and he might even fall into the realm, at least for now, the Northern Meditation Cultivator would not have any chance of winning.

He waited for the Northern Darkness to draw out his sword, and then he was defeated.

However, the next action of the Northern Meditation Cultivator was unexpected.

He gripped the hilt of the sword at his waist.

Xiao Jinyu knew that Bei Ming Xiu had two swords on his body, one was his natal sword Han Ming, and the other was an ordinary iron sword.

The attack that the cold sword can't block, and the ordinary iron sword is used to block it, isn't it looking for death?

Xiao Jinyu didn't know why, so she didn't plan to think about it, and directly suppressed it with the setting sun.

But his gaze was still focused on the hand that Bei Ming Xiu drew the hilt of his sword.

Bei Mingxiu drew his sword and pointed it straight up.

Xiao Jinyu realized that the sword in his hand was only half cut.

Half-truncated sword?

Just as Xiao Jinyu began to think about why Bei Ming Xiu pulled out the half-truncated sword, he suddenly felt a breeze blowing behind him.

The late autumn breeze always gives people a chilly feeling.

But this gust of wind, the cold is a little too much. Let's pick up the book

It was as if some kind of beast that had been dormant for a long time suddenly bared its fangs in the darkness.

Xiao Jinyu's face changed greatly, but before he could react, his heart was already cold.

Through his heart, there was a cold sword tip, and when it completely pierced his heart, he could find that it was only half of the sword body.

This half of the sword body penetrated Xiao Jinyu's heart, and the chill contained in it had completely shattered Xiao Jinyu's heart when it pierced the heart.

The blade of the sword falls like a homing swallow, converging with the lower half of the sword body on the hilt.

Along with it, there were countless small black swords, as well as Xiao Jinyu himself.

His heart veins have been broken, and the flow of spiritual power can no longer be reconciled, and the setting sun will naturally disintegrate.

Those small black swords reunited after being scattered all over the place, becoming a small black ball beside Xiao Jinyu.

This is the true form of Xiao Jinyu's natal weapon.

Bei Ming Xiu put the two iron swords back into the sheath in order, and then pointed at Xiao Jinyu, who was already dying on the ground, with the Cold Shadow Sword, and said, "You lost." ”

Xiao Jinyu fell to the ground, spitting blood, and when she heard the words of Bei Mingxiu, she said bitterly: "The chess is one move." ”

"It's that you're thinking too much. Bei Mingxiu squatted down and said, "If you hadn't played so much clever and concentrated on fighting me with the Red Sun Sword Technique, maybe it wouldn't have been so miserable." ”

Xiao Jinyu was silent for a moment and said, "Maybe it's true." ”

He looked up into the eyes of the Northern Meditation Cultivator and said, "You didn't kill me directly, what do you want to know from me?"

"There's not much I want to know, like...... How do you know where we are, and what's behind you? ”

Xiao Jinyu coughed twice painfully and said, "The former, I have nothing to say, as for the latter, I can only tell you one word." ”

"The Heavenly Demon Altar wants what you have, I have done too many things before, in order to keep my reputation, I can only serve them. ”

A sickly pale appeared on Xiao Jinyu's blood-fading face, and her smile was bitter and helpless: "Ming Sword, Ming Sword, a Ming Sword that is not bright in the first place, maybe it should fall into the underworld like this." ”

"I want the Heavenly Desolate Valley treasure in exchange for the safety of Chiyun Peak, in exchange for my own reputation, in the end...... I'm just a selfish fellow, and I don't deserve the name of Mingjian in the first place. ”

Xiao Jinyu's pupils gradually dilated, but there was still a little unwillingness on her face.

If it weren't for the man in black, Chiyun Peak would still be the original Chiyun Peak, and he would also be that bright and upright sword.

When did it all start?

Xiao Jinyu smiled bitterly.

"Zhou Han, I'm sorry. ”

After saying these last five words, the light in Xiao Jinyu's eyes completely dissipated, and there was no more sound.

Bei Mingxiu looked at Xiao Jinyu's corpse and stood up helplessly.

His sword left a little strength, which could have ensured that Xiao Jinyu could last for a while after being hit by the sword, but his meridians seemed to have been infected by the drug, and there were already signs of exhaustion.

Although his perception of Xiao Jinyu was not good, he was still touched by the firm determination shown by the other party in the sword.

Xiao Jinyu is worthy of the word "sword in the four swords" of Fenghua, although he is not worthy of the name of Ming Jian, at least in the end, he looked directly into his heart.

In this regard, Beijing Xiu respected.

"Let's go. ”

......

When Ye Xinglu and Yuan Xue arrived, they happened to see the scene of Bei Mingxiu standing up and Xiao Jinyu falling to the ground.

Seeing that there was no accident with the Northern Meditation Cultivator, the smile on the face of the second daughter was very bright, Ye Xinglu looked at the appearance of the Northern Meditation Cultivator, and even pounced on him to give him an eager hug, but was easily avoided by the Northern Meditation Cultivator with a cloud walk.

Yuan Xue stepped forward, looked Bei Ming Cultivator up and down, confirmed that he was not too seriously injured, let out a long sigh of relief, and said, "Fortunately, you're fine." ”

"You too, it's good if there is no danger. Bei Mingxiu pointed to Xiao Jinyu's corpse on the ground and said, "Help me take a hand and bury him." ”

Ye Xing Luqi said: "Isn't it usually frozen?"

Bei Mingxiu shook his head slightly and did not speak.

"Okay. Ye Xinglu pouted, and said helplessly, "Since you insist, Xiaoxue and I will listen to you." ”

Bei Mingxiu smiled and said, "Thank you." ”

Then he looked at the second daughter and asked, "You ...... Does anyone know what the Heavenly Demon Altar is?"