Ji Chunqiu quickly reacted in astonishment, and slapped the tip of the sword that revealed his lower abdomen with one palm, instantly forcing it out of his body.

At this moment, Ji Chunqiu turned around with the power of opening the mountain, slapped the sword directly away, and fell into the mountains and forests, and suddenly several loud noises sounded.

He stretched out his hand to cover the wound, and forcibly suppressed the injury with his superb spiritual cultivation, his face was very ugly.

He saw the sword that had pierced his lower abdomen before, and now he had swept into the forest.

He will never forget that sword, even if the owner of the sword he remembers has long been history.

The Han Ming Sword was the sword of the Northern Underworld Zhou back then, and now, the owner of this sword is the heir of the Northern Underworld Zhou, the Northern Underworld Cultivator.

It was precisely because it was the Cold Immortal Sword that injured him, and it was the Northern Immortal Cultivator who attacked him, that he felt very incredible, and at the same time, the nameless anger in his heart ignited.

If someone can sneak attack him, he can admit that the other party's methods are clever, but this person will definitely not be the Northern Meditation Cultivator.

Why is it the Northern Meditation Cultivator who made the shot!

He has never relaxed his grasp of the intelligence of the three disciples of Wu'an Sword Peak, especially the Northern Meditation Cultivator, Gao Yang Song came quietly without his eyeliner It can be said that it was an accident and a clever method, but the Northern Meditation Cultivator also arrived here, which really made him unable to believe it.

He thought he knew everything about the actions of the Northern Meditation Cultivator. The current Northern Meditation Cultivator should obviously be in the Snow Peak Sword Sect in the northwest of the human realm, trying to obtain the thousand-year-old snow lotus that has just been discovered on the Tianshan Mountain!

Ji Chunqiu looked around, his expression becoming more and more cold.

He couldn't find out where the Stygian Sword was.

With his cultivation, he couldn't lock the location of the Cold Immortal Sword, which could only be one reason.

It was really the Northern Immortal Cultivator who was controlling the Cold Immortal Sword, and he was merging with the surrounding environment with Heaven and Humanity, without a trace of breath being revealed.

Because of this, the Cold Immortal Sword was able to quietly come behind him before, and launch such a swift and ruthless attack while his attention was completely attracted by Ming Dao.

Ji Chunqiu could only admit this fact, and glanced at the barrier.

There was no crack in the barrier, because Ming Dao was bypassing the barrier, preparing to give him a blow with the blood-colored ink sword in his hand.

In another three seconds, Ming Dao would be able to come to his side.

Ji Chunqiu gritted his teeth and jumped into the forest.

His lower abdomen was stabbed by the Northern Darkness Cultivator, and a cold and cold aura had already seeped in with the black qi of the evil sect, and he had to be distracted to suppress the invasion of the two, if he met the enemy in place, he would never be the opponent of the Ming Dao.

He had no choice but to retreat.

Retreat is not to run away, but to stall for time so that his plan can be realized.

He was going to kill the Northern Meditation Cultivator first.

For the sake of affection, reason, public and private, he has to kill the Northern Meditation Cultivator first.

......

Ji Chunqiu galloped in the mountains and forests.

He acknowledged the fact that the Northern Meditation Cultivator had come here, but he still couldn't accept the fact that he was injured by the Northern Meditation Cultivator.

If it was injured in Ming Dao's hands, Mr. Ming Qi, as that person's descendant disciple, would not be ashamed to be injured by him, even if his cultivation was far inferior to him, and he was carrying the Blood Demon Sword Technique.

But what kind of thing is Northern Meditation?

You must know that since the Zhongzhou Incident four years ago, the cultivation of the Northern Meditation has not increased in the slightest, and the whole world attaches great importance to his cultivation realm, so the rumor that his cultivation has not increased must be true.

Most people speculate that the stagnation of the Northern Meditation Realm is due to the fact that he has done something bad and has been spurned by Yunding, but Ji Chunqiu and other people in the Holy Pavilion know very well that the stagnation of the Northern Meditation Realm is because he has been subject to the Holy Pavilion, and it is difficult to unify his body, mind, words and deeds, and his sword heart has been covered with dust.

In this case, the Northern Meditation Cultivator, who could not break through the heart barrier, could not go further in cultivation on his own, and could only resort to opportunities such as treasures.

And the thousand-year-old snow lotus on the Tianshan Mountain is very compatible with the Northern Darkness Cold Qi and Immortal Lotus Transformation Exercises of the Northern Immortal Family, and for the Northern Immortal Cultivator, this is the most suitable opportunity for him.

Because of this, after the discovery of the thousand-year-old snow lotus in the Tianshan Mountains, the Northern Meditation Cultivator would ask Qiu Fengchun to allow him to go to the Tianshan Mountains to obtain this thing, trying to break through the current stagnant cultivation realm.

However, now, the Northern Meditation Cultivator has come to the left side of the Momei Mountain Villa, which means that it is impossible for him to be in the Tianshan Mountains, let alone have taken the thousand-year-old Snow Lotus.

He was just an ordinary quasi-sixth-order cultivator with an immortal body, and compared to him, he was completely one heaven and one earth.

How could I hurt his hand, how could I hurt his hand!

When Ji Chunqiu was moving rapidly, he was still wholeheartedly capturing the traces of the Cold Sword.

He also uses the Heavenly Humanity, but unlike the Northern Meditation Cultivator, his is the most authentic Heavenly Humanity in the Holy Pavilion.

But because it was too authentic, his Heavenly Humanity couldn't be as casual as the Heavenly Humanity of the Northern Meditation Cultivation, and he couldn't find a little breath of the Northern Meditation Cultivation.

This fact made Ji Chunqiu more and more popular.

He didn't want to set any more traps for the Northern Immortal Cultivator, he just wanted to use the easiest way to directly blow his head off.

Just then, a commotion behind him caught his attention.

The prudence and caution of the Northern Meditation Cultivator are known to the whole world, and at such a time, it is impossible for the Northern Meditation Cultivator to reveal his position, let alone try to approach him quickly.

Then, that person can only be Mingdao.

Ming Dao could still pursue him, and the speed was extremely fast, and he was no more than ten feet away.

This meant that Ming Dao had put away the Blood Demon Sword.

This fact made his mind more and more confused, but it also allowed him to find a breakthrough.

Although he didn't know how Ming Dao suppressed the side effects of the Blood Demon Sword and forcibly accepted it, since he didn't have the Blood Demon Sword in his hand for the time being, he wouldn't be his opponent, as long as he dared to continue to attack the enemy, he was nine points sure that he would kill him quickly.

But Ji Chunqiu didn't dare to take this risk.

For some reason, he actually felt the threat brought by the existence of the Northern Meditation Cultivator.

He didn't know where he was lurking, maybe he would sneak attack when he attacked Ming Dao with all his strength like before, although the spiritual power on his sword was insignificant, and the cold qi couldn't have any effect on him, but the black qi was still churning in his wounds, as long as he was distracted, he might drill into his meridians at all costs.

If he was given about thirty seconds, he would be able to directly strangle this black qi, but Ming Dao's step-by-step pressing made him have no chance at all?

War, or a little longer?

Ji Chunqiu fell into a short period of thought, and then quickly made a decision.

He turned around, and the iron ruler swept out.

As if a storm was coming, the trees in front of him were all lifted away, and among the remnants of the branches and leaves in the sky, the iron ruler and the ink sword of Ming Dao met, and the majestic waves of qi dispersed in all directions, except for the thick enough branches of the trees, anything that was involved in it could not escape the fate of being directly shattered.

Ji Chunqiu's pupils shrunk.

Ming Dao's ink sword is still blood red, and it is clearly the blood demon sword that has long been ready to go.

But how did he know he was going to turn around and strike?

Ji Chunqiu thought that his movements were very abrupt and fast, and he definitely didn't leave any time for Ming Dao to react.

Just then, he caught a glimpse of a human face.

It is a face that is mostly hidden in the sun, still extremely handsome, not like the face that the world should have, with a feminine meaning on the face, but it does not make people look uncomfortable, if it is not for the owner of this face is too bad, almost anyone who sees this face, will think it is a kind of enjoyment.

The Northern Immortal Cultivator was hiding under a certain mountain cliff far away, waving to him through the shadows of the trees, and the Cold Immortal Sword was not on his side.

Ji Chunqiu suddenly felt a chill in his vest, he didn't need to look back, his heart was already full of anger.

The Stygian Sword struck behind him again.

It was still a completely shameless sneak attack, and when he and Ming Dao tried their best to collide, this sneak attack was undoubtedly fatal.

Ji Chunqiu made a difficult decision in an instant.

He let out a loud shout, and the iron ruler and the blood-colored ink sword intertwined, forcing Ming Dao to take a step back to the right in order to stabilize his body.

At this moment, the iron ruler exploded, and the aftermath of the explosion was about to be swept out.

He actually chose to self-detonate the natal weapon!

For a practitioner, this kind of behavior is no different from a strong man's broken wrist.

Although it is extremely damaging to oneself, it is indeed very useful.

Ming Dao was forced back by the explosion, and Ji Chunqiu had already flown out on the air wave of the explosion.

He was flying in the direction of the Northern Meditation Cultivator.

The most embarrassing thing for him today is this real miracle soldier.

Even if he was already very embarrassed, Ji Chunqiu still didn't think he would lose.

The next chess piece to victory must be watered with the blood of the Northern Meditation.

This is his decision, and it is his determination.