What is the state of mind, some people say it is an emotional state, some people say it is a spiritual attitude, but no one has ever heard of it, and the state of mind can also be a kind of practice.

As one of the longest-inherited forces on the mainland, the Wind Pole Star Hall has countless strange stunts, which is not surprising, but if you cultivate a foreign way, you can match or even surpass the ordinary peers, you are truly talented, and you have embarked on another avenue, just like the Sword Emperor.

There are thousands of avenues, and strength does not depend on which road you choose, but how far you have traveled on that road.

Taishang forgetful ice state of mind is her avenue, and it is also her means of fighting the enemy, this cold aura that spreads out of her heart can not only affect the opponent's state of mind, but can even produce substantial damage, if the person standing in front of her is not the sword emperor, but an ordinary person, the terrifying heartbeat has already stopped!

The ice heart is pervasive, the sword is in the hand, and the plum blossom is hidden under the thin shirt and green clothes, shaking in an instant, if the person is a phantom, the sword is green, and it is blurry to make people unable to see clearly.

I saw the Sword Emperor slamming to the side of his shoulder, brushing the phantom, and his body couldn't help retreating, the closer he got to, the more palpitations he felt!

The disciples in Tsing Yi who stood a few feet away were hot-eyed, panicked and scared, but they looked at this scene excitedly, and they were looking forward to the victory of their uncle in their hearts.

And the rest of the people in the field, especially the people of the three major families, were already shocked to the extreme, the Sword Emperor actually retreated, the Sword Emperor, who had always been domineering and strong, towering and immovable, did not retreat before Ren Chang'an's peak punch, but retreated under the sword of this cold woman, and retreated again and again!

Just after the autumn wind, it was the winter solstice again, a sword was more than half cold, a sword was cold to the top of a few mountains, and then a sword was cold to Kyushu.

It was so cold that it seemed that even the air around it was going to freeze, and those dead leaves seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, turned into snowflakes, fluttering and falling, and actually smashed on the ground.

As soon as the Sword Emperor retreated and retreated, the blood in his body seemed to be condensed, and he couldn't help but tighten his breath, Mei Jixue's sword was extremely fast, and in this ice and earth, it was like a fish in water, so that he had no room for backhand at all.

The cold light passed by again and again, seeing the blood, and almost sealed his throat, the Sword Emperor knew that he couldn't wait any longer, so he took a step back suddenly, made a move back in his palm, and shouted in a deep voice:

"Xiaoyu, lend me another knife!"

As he spoke, the spirit knife on Mo Xiaoyu's body, which had been included in the storage space, was summoned out for no reason, and then flew into the palm of the Sword Emperor. Like a child who has been waiting for a long time, he hugged into the hands of his master, and he deservedly cheered.

This is "borrowing", it is clear that the thing is returned to the original owner, and the spirit knife is in the hands of the Sword Emperor, it seems so harmonious and integrated, this is the real proportionality.

At this moment, Shen Chai can really relax a knot in his heart, the spiritual weapon is a big matter, how can it be controlled by a fledgling junior like Mo Xiaoyu, the husband is not guilty, this is a very simple truth, and it seems that the real owner of this spirit knife is the sword emperor, which is no problem.

Most people were not too surprised, obviously they had already known about it, the dark green spirit knife in the hands of the Sword Emperor seemed to change in an instant, and those Mo Ze seemed to have really come to life, becoming viscous and bright.

The most special thing is that the knife body is carved out of seven beads, round and colorful, from large to small, arranged one by one, from the tip of the knife to the handle, in an orderly manner.

I'm afraid this is the real appearance of the spirit knife, and the appearance in Mo Xiaoyu's hand, it is very different, these seven beads are like the eyes of the spirit knife, but they are open at the moment!

The temperament of the spirit knife has changed, and the eyes of the sword emperor have naturally changed, with a knife in hand, he is the truly admirable emperor!

Without any hesitation, he swung out a knife directly, everything was logical, the edge of the knife suddenly brightened, and the entire mountain top was revealed, and then:

There is only one sword left in heaven and earth!

Everything in this world is gone, dust, sand, stones, trees, clouds and mist in the sky, and even the sun in the sky, there is no longer any such thing as a sword.

The knife is raised, the heaven and the earth are combined, the knife falls, and the heaven and the earth are opened!

Although it was only for a short moment, but at this moment, the spirit knife slashed through the heavens and the earth, making everyone stupid, what an unremarkable, unimaginable strength, after a long time, their bodies reacted, trembling with excitement.

A knife to break the ground, but that's it!

"Bang!" Mei Jixue's jade-colored long sword was broken in two, without any accidents, and his mood was also damaged, he took two steps back, and a mouthful of red splashed slightly on the veil.

One sword to break the sword, one knife to break the ice, only one sword, the victory and defeat have been divided. At their level, everything became simple and pure, but she didn't seem to recognize this fact, and still broke her sword in her hand and flew forward.

Under the light veil, I can't see her expression clearly, but she must be as cold as frost, and she is indifferent, like a ruthless and heartless person.

The Sword Emperor frowned again, the blade went horizontally, and from a tricky angle, he swung away her broken sword, and his left hand was as fast as a shadow, risking his point into her eyebrows.

The light gauze swayed slightly, setting off an arc, and she raised her face, revealing a delicate red lip and a snowy chin. But it immediately fell, and only the Sword Emperor saw the fleeting demeanor.

"It turns out that the senior brother has reached the consummation of Xingdu. Mei Jixue coughed dryly, regained her clarity, and lowered her broken sword and said.

Ten years ago, the three of them were all in the Xingdu Realm, and now they are still in the Xingdu Realm, but their respective strengths are already very different, because there are still eight layers in the Xingdu Realm, each layer is like a heavenly pass, and each layer is also very different, like a ladder to the clouds, like a surging wave, what is the crossing?

The Sword Emperor nodded slightly, but continued to frown and said, "You have to remember that the Ice Mind Realm is only a means to use against the enemy, don't let it erode the last true heart." ”

She also knew that Fang had just made some gaffes, and replied with a little apology: "Senior brother taught me a lesson." ”

"I'm sorry, Xiaoyu can't go back with you. ”

Mei Jixue sighed lightly, didn't answer, just saluted slightly, and then turned away, she knew in her heart that the reason for her defeat might not be just the gap between the realms of one or two layers, but in his sword... Hidden in the four seasons.

It is not so much that the four seasons are hidden, but it is better to say that in front of the Sword Emperor, there are no four seasons at all, whether it is autumn or winter solstice, he can break it with one sword, whether it is a punch or a cold sword, he is also a knife to break it, he wants this world to be spring, it can only be spring, he wants this world to be summer, that is, it can be summer...

It's the end of another song, but everyone is still immersed in that knife.