Li Duye was very confident.

His confidence comes from his seventh-level strength, from the soft gold armor on his body that still has good protective capabilities even though all the symbols are damaged, and from the combat experience he accumulated from walking in the night for many years.

He is an orange-named ghost from the Eight Sects of the Ghost Realm. There are very few orders that require him to take action. The current Bei Mingxiu is not capable enough for him to take orders.

All he wanted was the Tianhuang Valley treasure in his hand, so he wanted to completely destroy Bei Mingxiu's confidence 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: "Young Master Zhou, a man who knows the current affairs is a hero. For the sake of your life and that little girl's life, you'd better give me the things."

Bei Mingxiu's whole body trembled slightly, he let go of his left hand, his voice trembled slightly due to nervousness, "If... I hand the thing over to you, can you promise not to do anything to Yuan Xue?"

Li Duye smiled and said: "Of course, people in our profession always have the highest reputation. As long as you hand over the treasure of Tianhuang Valley to me, I will not only spare your life and that little girl's life, but I will not touch Song He's child.

how?"

Upon hearing this answer, Bei Mingxiu's body suddenly relaxed, he put the Hanming Sword back into its sheath, and exhaled a breath of turbid air. The power in his body seemed to flow out of his body with this breath.

Li Duye nodded slightly.

Most people will only do this kind of behavior when they are about to compromise.

So he waited for Bei Mingxiu to take out the treasure of Tianhuang Valley.

Until now, he still maintains a certain distance from Bei Mingxiu. Even if Bei Mingxiu is really unwilling to make a sneak attack, he cannot cause any harm to him.

"I can give it to you."

Bei Mingxiu stretched out his left hand, but did not activate any spiritual power.

In the palm of his hand was a bead that was as black as ink and seemed to be burning.

Li Duye looked at it for a long time and confirmed that this aura was indeed from the same source as the black energy that Bei Mingxiu showed in the previous battle. He smiled and said: "Very good."

He wrapped his right hand with spiritual power and tried to take away the black bead.

Just when he was about to touch the black bead, Bei Mingxiu's calm voice came.

"I'm afraid you can't catch it."

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

What was shot out was not the demonic energy of the fallen spirit, but the ice marbles that had been brewing in it for a long time.

Li Duye sneered slightly.

Not unexpected, but also reasonable.

How could the three disciples of the majestic Wuan Jianfeng succumb so easily?

Then, crush him completely.

He stretched out his right hand and grasped the ice marbles. With a crackling sound, there were only countless ice shards left in his hand.

"you……"

Just when Li Duye was about to use words of oppression, he realized something was wrong.

Although the ice marble was powerful, it was not enough to break through his body-protecting spiritual power. In fact, he crushed it in one go.

Would Beiming Cultivator use this kind of thing as a killing move?

He wanted to retreat, but suddenly found that the road behind him had been blocked by the sword shadow woven by the Hanming Sword.

The speed of Han Mingjian really exceeded his imagination.

In fact, this was the third time he faced Bei Mingxiu's "Shadow Chaser".

This time Shadow Chaser is no stronger than the previous two times, but this time the pursuit is not to seriously injure him, but purely to intercept him.

It didn't need to cause harm to Li Duye, it just wanted to slow down his figure.

Li Duye snorted coldly, and his seventh-level spiritual power exploded, forcibly breaking through the sword net woven by the Hanming Sword.

Hanming Sword fell to the ground with a clang, but it did leave Li Duye behind for a moment.

Bei Mingxiu has always been a person who is good at seizing opportunities, especially opportunities created by himself.

He completely exhausted the Han Ming Sword Intent in the sea of ​​consciousness and endured the pain of falling into the body for a long time before finally taking this opportunity. If he still couldn't grasp it, he would no longer be Beiming Xiu.

…

A slender index finger quietly touched Li Duye's veins.

This finger is not as white as Beiming Xiu's forehead skin, and looks more like a crystal black gemstone pillar.

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

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

He retreated hastily, trying to force it out, but found that the black energy that was expanding in his body was firmly rooted in his body. It was extremely difficult to remove it, and they were eroding his body crazily.

Bei Mingxiu's voice came at this time.

"This is the treasure you want. You can call him Duoyuan."

"Unfortunately... I am the only one who can control it."

Li Duye had retreated to the door of Song He's house at this time, gritting his teeth to suppress the erosion of the fallen element, and sneered: "The Liuyun Hand of Wuan Sword Peak is indeed worthy of his reputation."

As soon as Bei Mingxiu pointed it out, he reacted, but in the end he still touched the pulse gate.

Bei Mingxiu performed this attack very well, one link after another, and he was successfully hit, turning his original confidence into stupidity.

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

"Young Shaoxia Zhou, even if your Fallen Yuan is very powerful and evil, I can suppress it for at least half a quarter of an hour, and if I want to kill you, I won't even take ten breaths." Li Duye sneered, "I admit that you won before.

But as long as you die, victory still belongs to me."

Bei Mingxiu shook his head and said: "What we win is not victory or defeat, but life and death."

"I live, you die."

After saying that, he reached out to retrieve the Han Ming Sword, and using the remaining sword power on the sword, he slashed out with one strike.

The three arterial wounds on his body ruptured instantly, and blood flowed out, turning the ground beneath him red.

But this does not hinder the power of Bei Mingxiu's sword.

Even if his strength weakens with the loss of blood, this sword will always be extremely powerful.

Bei Ming cultivates a sword to look at the sky.

That powerful aura that seemed to come from outside once firmly suppressed Si Xiang and almost exposed her flaw.

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

Under this sword, Li Duye was in chaos.

Even though he knew that Bei Mingxiu could not be an immortal-level expert, the momentum of the sky-watching style still completely confused his state of mind.

This is what Beiming Xiu wants.

Now there are blood splatters on his body in three places, and Yun Youbu can't reconcile himself. It can be said that he has reached the end of his rope.

At this time, Li Duye truly reached the end of his rope.

The previous ice marbles were just a cover.

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

This sky-gazing sword is the real killing move he uses to break the situation!

Han Mingjian broke through the soft gold 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. The tip of the sword was only an inch away from the heart, but in the end he failed to kill the opponent directly.

The severe pain in his chest caused Li Duye to completely wake up from the shock caused by Guan Tian. He almost instantly exploded all his spiritual power, trying to forcefully repel Bei Mingxiu.

Li Duye struck Bei Mingxiu in the chest with a palm.

Bei Mingxiu was beaten until he spat out a mouthful of blood, and blood surged in his body, but he still held the hilt of Han Ming's sword tightly.

Ignoring the blood spurting from his body, he thrust the tip of the sword towards Li Duye's heart again.

Li Duye roared angrily, no longer seeking to kill Bei Mingxiu, and held the Hanming Sword firmly against him with both palms, preventing it from moving forward even an inch.

Bei Mingxiu is bleeding.

The Hanming Sword rushed forward amidst the turmoil.

Li Duye was struggling for his life.

The battle at this time has been dragged into the quagmire by Bei Mingxiu.

Like two beasts strangling each other's throats, all fighting skills are useless to them now.

Whoever can persist longer will survive.

Li Duye didn't want to die.

Beiming Xiuze never thought that he would die.

The Hanming Sword was only a short distance away from Li Duye's heart.
To be continued...