Qing Mang and the Cold Stygian Sword kept meeting in mid-air, and then separated, and in every instant, such a scene seemed to be repeated countless times.

The heart of the Northern Meditation Cultivator has become more and more amazed.

The wind and snow suddenly condensed the true intent of the Canglang Sword Technique, and there was the fast sword essence of the Snow Peak Sword Sect's Changkong Sword, the sword could be as cold as the wind and snow, and it was definitely the world's first-class in terms of sword move speed, and with his current state, he could use it freely, and it was more powerful than before. If the wind and snow are sudden, they can trap the enemy in the vertical and horizontal sword qi, and there are many obstacles to advance and retreat, so they have to wait for death.

The injuries in Dongfang Xi's body have not yet recovered, and when he deliberately restricts some strength, it should be just enough to suppress him in all aspects, forcing him to deal with it with all his strength, and it is only a matter of time before the sword momentum of the wind and snow is completed. But now, his sword momentum has been torn apart by Dongfang Xi, and he can't really condense one at all.

Each of his swords was in contact with the green mang in Dongfang Xi's hand, without exception.

With every contact, his sword qi was forced to stagnate, colliding with the purple lightning swirling above the green mang, and finally dissipated, and the sword momentum was constantly torn out of the gap in the process.

The Canglang Sword is the first heavy sword momentum, and if the sword momentum is not successful, the power will inevitably be greatly reduced, and the same is true for the Canglang True Sword, which absorbs the advantages of the Canglang Sword Technique.

Now the Northern Meditation Cultivator is in a predicament where it is difficult to condense the sword momentum, even if he has just made a move, he still has the upper hand.

Dongfang Xi was too fast, much faster than he imagined.

Even if his injuries were still unhealed, he could still accurately block each of his swords.

He has been controlling the Cold Immortal Sword for many years, and the Cold Immortal Sword is still like a part of his body to him, and he can be manipulated completely, but Dongfang Xi's green mang can be mobilized purely with his fingers, and his fingers are like sword blue light, and the two green mangs in both hands attack and defend each other, which is much more flexible than his sword attacking the enemy.

The swordsmanship is one sword, and those purple lightning and green mangs are not as good as a part of Dongfang Xi's body?

If it is Dongfang Xi in its heyday, can it show the speed of multiple pieces?

Bei Ming Xiu sighed secretly in his heart.

He had almost abandoned ten years of authentic spiritual power cultivation in Pingyuan Village because of the injury of the dantian qi sea, although now he has made up for it, and with the pure immortal spirit body, he has been far ahead of cultivators of the same age, and it is not an exaggeration to call him a cultivation genius who is unique in ten thousand, but the foundation of the year is not stable enough after all, if he loses the ability of heaven and humanity to mobilize spiritual power, I am afraid that it will be full of flaws.

On the other hand, Dongfang Xi has been practicing in the Holy Pavilion since he was a child, specializing in the Thunder Righteous Intent, which is already a very comprehensive exercise, the purple lightning and green mangs are at his fingertips, and the spiritual power foundation is bound to be much more stable than him, and this kind of precipitation since childhood is also presented in his hands, every move and every style is advanced and retreated, and he can break his sword momentum without provoking the cold qi of the Northern Darkness, even if he wants to erode, he can't succeed, let alone concentrate on playing fast.

Bei Ming Xiu reluctantly admitted that he had taken too many crooked paths on the path of cultivation, and these crooked paths helped him bypass many insurmountable obstacles, but they also affected his foundation.

The results of these crooked paths can still be passed on, but when you teach your children and grandchildren in the future, you should honestly let them lay a good foundation.

The Northern Immortal Cultivator withdrew his thoughts, and the sword move changed suddenly, and the Cold Immortal Sword was picked upward, and the sharp sword intent directly cut through the purple lightning, as if it was heading towards the sky.

Dongfang Xi didn't block this sword, his green mang condensed to seven inches at most, even if it was condensed to seven inches, it was a little reluctant to block this sword. Although there is a saying that there is an inch long and an inch strong in the blade, he has always pursued flexibility in the use of Qingmang, and Qingmang who is too long is easy to be restrained, not to mention that even if he stops the sword of Bei Ming Xiu now, it is meaningless.

Bei Ming Xiu pointed a sword at the sky, and with a flip of his wrist, he slashed down with an incomparably smooth sword.

This was an ordinary sword, and Dongfang Xi was also ready to open it with one hand, but his gaze was condensed when Qingmang was about to meet the Cold Underworld Sword, and he took a step back without hesitation, his hands were in front of him, and the two Qingmangs clamped the blade of the Cold Immortal Sword, preventing it from falling even a trace again.

The spiritual power of heaven and earth is surging towards the Cold Underworld Sword, and so is the spiritual power on Bei Mingxiu's body.

This sword seemed to devour the heavy spiritual power between heaven and earth, and then unceremoniously pressed down directly, like an expanding mountain, about to be thrown directly on him.

He couldn't avoid it, so he had to hard-connect.

When the two green rays in his hand met with the Cold Underworld Sword, the purple lightning in his whole body was restless, like a wildfire beating wildwild.

The fifth style of the Cangying True Sword, guilty!

The coercion in the sword is like a crime indiscriminately pressed down, and people don't have the ability to retreat at all, so they have to take it hard, and this connection can't get out so easily.

This sword was originally a sword made by the Northern Meditation Cultivator to pay tribute to Qiu Fengchun, and it was specially used to deal with him, which integrated some of the exercises of the heavy sword and the "Falling Sun" style of the Chiyang Sword Sutra, but the most important thing is the spirit gathering effect of heaven and humanity, so as to maximize the power of the sword, and curb the enemy's retreat through the convergence process of heaven and earth spiritual power.

Dongfang Xi is now kneeling on one knee under the Cold Shadow Sword, struggling to support.

In order to catch this sword, he had to give up his speed advantage, and the pressure of this mountain almost made him breathless.

He seemed to have returned to the night in Twilight Cliff City, at that time, he was supported by the power of the Heavenly Venerable Heavenly Divine Technique, and he still refused to fall, and later he even blurred his consciousness, just squeezing everything in his body with his obsession.

The sword of the Northern Meditation Cultivator was much worse than that of the Heavenly Venerable, but it gave him a very similar feeling.

Unreasonable.

And he had to take it.

The nightmares of these days seem to be haunting his heart at this moment, and they will not go away for a long time.

......

"Senior Brother Dongfang!"

Seeing that Dongfang Xi was suppressed to death, Qiu Yasa couldn't help but exclaim.

The power of this sword of the Northern Meditation Cultivator is so strong, she can feel it from a distance of dozens of meters, Dongfang Xi's injuries have not healed, but she is oppressed like this, how can she feel at ease?

"The Northern Immortal Cultivator is measured, this sword only suppresses Senior Brother Dongfang, and it won't really hurt him. Ye Xinglu sighed and said, "What the Dongfang family did to the Bei Ying family back then, we all know it, how can he have no resentment when he sees Senior Brother Dongfang?"

Autumn wasabi was silent, when the North Ming Zhou was labeled as "rebellious", was besieged and killed by Dongfang Xin, and the already declining North Ming family was also burned, until a few years later, Zhuge Lin Ye rehabilitated the North Ming Zhou, and there still don't seem to be many people in the North Ming Zhou, all of which are inseparable from Dongfang Xin.

Yin Nanxuan's exposure to Ye Xing had already made her angry, if she slaughtered such a major grudge as the whole family, and saw the enemy's son, she thought to herself that if she stood on the position of the Northern Meditation Cultivator, she was afraid that she would take action directly.

It's just that seeing the senior brother Dongfang who she has been longing for in her heart falling into a crisis, her heart really can't calm down.

Ye Xinglu knew very well that the Northern Meditation Cultivator had always had clear grievances, and it could even be said that it would be revenge, so she had just made such a conclusion, and she knew that if it weren't for the friendship between them, the Northern Meditation Cultivator would probably take advantage of the fire to rob Dongfang Xi directly.

The intention of the sword of the Northern Meditation Cultivation is not to hurt people, but to attack the heart, but if Dongfang Xi supports this sword, he may be able to successfully unlock the heart barrier that plagues him.

As for the suspicion of personal vendetta in this communiqué

, She didn't think that the Northern Immortal Cultivator was that kind of person, maybe he just wanted to use this sword to fight Dongfang Xi for the outcome of this competition.

Both of them had a mountain on them.

What the Northern Cultivator was burdened with was the grudge of his family, and his determination to take revenge on the Holy Pavilion that had ruined his family, and since he was a child, he had been carrying this mountain on his back, and in his years of experience, many things had been added to this mountain.

And the mountains on Dongfang Xi's back have only recently piled up, and he is not unaware of the changes in the Holy Pavilion, and it is difficult for him to agree with what the Holy Pavilion has done in the Demon Domain, but although he has the position of the Blue Dragon Holy Envoy, he has no actual merits, and he cannot affect any decisions of the Holy Pavilion, not to mention that it is his beloved father Dongfang Xin who makes these decisions.

In the end, he didn't really come forward, even after Ye Xinglu fell victim to the internal struggle of the Holy Pavilion, he could only secretly protect him in his personal name, and he couldn't stop the Holy Pavilion's attack in the first place.

He was remorseful and painful, but he could not find the source of this remorse and pain, even though he knew in his heart that the Holy Pavilion had completely embarked on a crooked path that was very different from the previous one, and this was the source of the long-term search for him.

The Holy Pavilion used to be the greatest pride in his heart, but now it was the deepest entanglement in his heart, and when the Heavenly Sacred Secret that had no humanity at all fell in Dusk Cliff City, his heart was really full of death.

But evasion is useless after all.

He finally made it out of Twilight Cliff City alive, and he knew in his heart that there was no point in continuing to escape, but he was still running away.

He was still at a loss after all, so he wanted to meet with the Northern Meditation Cultivator, he didn't know why he had such an idea, but when he saw the Northern Meditation Cultivator, he understood.

The Northern Meditation Cultivator was carrying far more than him, but his eyes were still so calm, and the people around him were willing to trust him, including the three junior brothers and sisters he was familiar with.

And Ye Xinglu is carrying less than him?

A flash of light suddenly appeared in Dongfang Xi's eyes.

Ye Xinglu has always been optimistic and cheerful, so he is not controlled by the mountains in his heart, and the Northern Meditation Cultivator may be the same, but they have never escaped.

Compared with them, he is just confused, and he is nothing at all. He had to take this sword of the Northern Meditation Cultivator, perhaps telling him that facing it was his best choice.

The spiritual power of the two green rays skyrocketed at this moment, and the cyan seemed to fade into pure white, and between the flashes of thunder, the Northern Immortal Cultivator had been forced back more than ten meters with a sword.

Dongfang Xi got up slowly, the thunder and lightning around him dissipated without a trace, his face was pale, but his eyes were embarrassed.

He bowed solemnly to the Northern Meditation Cultivator: "I lost, thank you." ”

"You're welcome. ”

Bei Ming Xiu took back the Cold Immortal Sword, didn't say anything more, and returned to his original position.

His and Dongfang Xi's positions are already opposite, and this battle may only be a test for him to a real war in the future. As for whether this guilt was reminding him, he thought he had this idea, but more than that, he wanted to leave a shadow in Dongfang Xi's heart, but he didn't expect it to be forcibly broken by Dongfang Xi, even if he left a little strength.

Dongfang Xi's strength seems to be stronger than he imagined.

If he met Dongfang Xi again in the Holy Pavilion, how could he break his thunderous righteousness?

These are the questions that he needs to think about slowly.

But for now, it's better to let Ye Xinglu and them continue this farewell.

The five Templar Seekers gathered in one place and immediately went their separate ways.

Three enter the world, two return to the Holy Pavilion, the body is not in the world, and its heart is also in the world.