After knowing that Sun Wei was not killed by a sword he had planned for a long time, Bei Mingxiu had already begun to think about his retreat.

If he was in danger at other times, he might choose to fight for the chance of survival, but at that time, he had most of the reasons to persevere. Now Sun Wei obviously only wants to kill him. Instead of confronting a furious immortal head-on, it is better to retreat temporarily and strive for more choices.

So he took the time to give a look in danger, and Yuan Xue did not disappoint his expectations. He suddenly understood what he meant, controlled the Han Ming Sword with the soul-controlling sword, and at the same time covered his own path with the heavenly way, controlled Qiu Shui and quickly followed. Finally, he rushed forward before Wan Daoyu stabbed Bei Ming Xiu's body and returned the Han Ming Sword safely.

Nowadays, Yuan Xue's combat power has reached an incredible level. Her attainments in soul control and sword control art even surpassed Bei Ming Xiu, a real disciple of Wu Yan Peak. Among Wu Yan Peak disciples, Yao Chong is probably only Yao Chong can surpass her in soul control and sword control art. Although he had known that Yuan Xue could no longer be viewed by common sense, her current performance was still far beyond Bei Ming Xiu's expectations.

The Hanming Sword swept back with the power of Canglang. Just at this moment, Yuan Xue held Qiushui in her hand and her clothes fluttered, as if a fairy from the world had already floated to Bei Mingxiu's side.

The two swords met at this moment, as if two rivers converged into a vast ocean, and the vast sword energy spread out, and it forced the Feiyu in the rear to stop in the air. The dozens of Feiyu at the front were swept down directly, losing all its spirituality.

This is the combination of swordsmanship by Wuyan Sword Peak. The combination of two swords is combined. As long as they cooperate with Wujian, the power is much stronger than that of one person holding the sword.

The cooperation between Bei Mingxiu and Yuan Xue in swordsmanship can be described as a perfect match. There is no need to distinguish between the main and the auxiliary. The two of them have sword moves and sword paths complement each other, just like the worms in the other party’s belly.

Bei Ming Xiu could not predict what sword move Yuan Xue would use, but Yuan Xue could completely imagine how Bei Ming Xiu would move, and then make a move to respond. Such a perfect sword combination was enough to burst their cultivation to the extreme.

Back then, Bei Mingxiu and Yuan Xue combined swords, and even Dongfang Xin's Thunder Zhengyi could not do anything to them.

Now these ten thousand flying feathers are comparable to the thunder spirit at that time, but the strength of Bei Mingxiu and Yuan Xue is no longer at the level at that time. This time, the combined sword can be used to fight the immortals in a dignified battle!

Cangwa swept through the sky, and the wind and snow roared in the mountains. Under the sword energy, the sword edges of the two precious swords had already broken through ten thousand flying feathers and rushed straight to the door of Sun Wei's face behind!

...

When Bei Mingxiu and Yuan Xue suddenly joined hands to counterattack, the stones in the hearts of many practitioners finally fell to the ground, but it was still difficult to react from the surprise for the time being.

That's an immortal! During the Battle of the Capital City, being an immortal alone was enough to suppress all the elite practitioners participating in the war in the human world, but now the leader of the Beiming Alliance and the Female Hero Yuan are fighting against an immortal from the front?

This amazing fact suddenly inspired their fighting spirit, and the practitioners who had freed up their hands turned their fingers to the practitioners of the Holy Pavilion who were closer to them, intending to contribute to the peace here.

At this time, the racial conflict between the human world and the demon world is actually no longer important.

When many practitioners in the demon realm of the human world followed the wave of confrontation, Zhu Yuanzhi and other practitioners of the Holy Pavilion were in an embarrassing situation of being in a state of confrontation.

Although there are many ninth-level powerful men in the Holy Pavilion, they are also

It is no better than the battle to defend the capital in the past. Most of them have been forced to upgrade to the ninth level through secret techniques. Almost all the ninth level practitioners from the demon realm of the human world gathered here. After attacking, they have not yet entered the immortal level, and have completely fallen into a passive state.

The charming woman who appeared on the west side of Songshan was ashen, and she watched Chongzhao dance with black Xuan. She cooperated with the more than ten cultivators around her to leave small wounds on her body, without giving her a chance to breathe. Although Jiang Rulong was transferred by Chongzhao to kill another person in the Holy Pavilion who appeared in the area of ​​the demon clan, none of her opponents were a ninth-level strongman, her cultivation was not very stable. The demon clan practitioner advanced and retreated properly under Chongzhao's command, and did not give her the opportunity to absorb essence and blood to replenish herself. For a moment, the fear in her heart was getting stronger and stronger in the heart of this self-esteem female Holy Pavilion practitioner, and she didn't know when she would collapse.

The burly man in the mountains and forests faced a pale face to deal with the surging sword energy around him. Guan Shanyue's sword path was unpredictable. With the interference of more than ten practitioners of the Dharma and Ideological Sects, he could not touch a trace of Guan Shanyue's clothes at all. As time went by, his face became increasingly ugly.

The Holy Pavilion cultivator with a child-like appearance was already trapped in the ocean of black flames, and Jiang Rulong's stone pillars were constantly falling down. Under the siege of two top ninth-level powerful men in the demon realm, even though he was the one with the longest cultivation among all the ninth-level cultivators coming to the Holy Pavilion, his body was already covered with scars, and the five life-saving divine talismans went to three, and it was only a matter of time before he was killed.

The other Holy Pavilion cultivators were either in the dilemma of siege or were either killed and suppressed by the ninth-level powerful people of the human race, and none of them could gain the upper hand.

Their mission was to give Sun Wei the opportunity to kill the three brothers of Wuyan Jianfeng. After he got the matter, he took advantage of the chaos in the human world's demon realm to evacuate. However, Sun Wei was furious and chased Bei Mingxiu, completely ignoring Yao Chong and Gao Yangsong. He could not take it for a while, which directly made them fall into an extremely embarrassing situation. He could not beat him or run away. Basically, he could not do anything meaningful except to greet Sun Wei's deceased relatives in his heart.

Zhu Yuanzhi is a little decent among this group of people, although he is not much decent.

At this time, he had already stabbed many wounds from the Sect Master Han, and his yin energy was blocked by the cold air of the Sect Master Han, and could not invade the body of the Sect Master Han. However, with the power of the Seven Evil Claws of the Sect Master Han, he could still block other practitioners around him. However, the Changkong Sword Road of the Sect Master Xuefeng Sect was too fast, so he could not completely stop it, so he was so embarrassed.

At this moment, he wanted Sun Wei to break up all the body. After some consideration, he finally seized the opportunity and crushed a black round bead in his arms. For this reason, another ray of frost was added to his right shoulder.

At this point, most of his inner pride and confidence have been lost by reality. The practitioners of the Holy Pavilion were not able to roam the world. Before they even advanced to the immortal level, the practitioners on earth also had the capital to compete with them. Perhaps they practiced on the Holy Pavilion for many years and thought that they were invincible in the world, in the eyes of the practitioners on earth, they were not powerful beings that could not be defeated.

Not long ago, when Zhu Yi, an immortal Zhu Yi, was ordered to go to the demon capital to perform a mission, the immortal master gave him a treasure. After using the treasure, most of his cultivation was destroyed, but in the end he still failed to achieve his full success. Now, not only has his cultivation and status been lost, but he is also lying in the Zhu family's courtyard, as if he is already a dry bone in the tomb, or

Xu has not lived for a month.

Before he set out, the Immortal Lord also gave him a treasure, and said that he would use it at critical moments. There was a bloody example of Zhu Yi, a clan uncle, before he could do so. He really did not dare to use it, but now he had no choice.

The Zhu family has always been the sharpest sword in front of the Immortal Lord, and he will never let him, the junior of the Zhu family, have a hope of breaking his future.

To comfort himself like this, Zhu Yuanzhi no longer thought about the black pearl, and was determined to resist the bitter wind and snow that seemed to come from all directions. Over time, even the scenery in front of him seemed to be blurred.

The sword techniques of Xuefeng Sword Sect are profound and profound. Since Sect Master Han has suppressed him, he will not give him any chance to breathe. There are wind and snow everywhere. He has no way out except to slowly freeze in the extreme cold.

All Zhu Yuanzhi could do was to use his full strength to activate the yin energy in his body to resist the erosion of cold. However, if this continued, he would eventually be exhausted and destructive.

The yin energy of Jueyin was on the verge of dissipation in the cold, and the heat on his body gradually disappeared from him. Zhu Yuanzhi's mind was approaching chaos. He, a powerful man from the Holy Pavilion, was able to hold on to the hands of the leader of the Xuefeng Sword Sect, who had always killed people without blinking, and was already very powerful.

Suddenly, a gap appeared in the wind and snow formed by the storm of sword energy. Zhu Yuanzhi's turbid eyes suddenly lit up, as if he saw a ray of light. He quickly used all his strength to fight back against the gap.

In an instant, the wind and snow suddenly dissipated.

Feeling the long-lost warmth, Zhu Yuanzhi gasped heavily, and the cold sweat on his back flowed down with the blood. Recalling the desperate situation where he had no way to heaven and no way to enter the ground, his body still couldn't stop trembling, and it took him a long time to adjust.

The dilemma has passed, and even if the wind and snow swept over again, he can handle it calmly.

Then he suddenly realized that the originally extremely sharp sword energy Fengxue seemed to have weakened a lot at this time, and there seemed to be many screams and anger around him, and he quickly turned his eyes to the surroundings.

The face of Master Han's sect was as frosty as he was on the white clothes and white skirt. The Jue Yin Qi that he had blasted out of his back and forth successfully injured this terrifying sword cultivator. With the erosion of Jue Yin Qi, the spiritual power around her was already a little disordered, and she also needed to suppress Jue Yin Qi while maintaining suppression of him. Perhaps because of this, although the magic of Master Han's sword was still alive, his power was no longer as good as before, and she... was still distracted from the bombardment of magic from the rear?

This fact made Zhu Yuanzhi confused, and immediately looked ecstatic. He quickly absorbed the spiritual power of heaven and earth while defending, and raised his energy to fight again.

The cultivators in the human world who had originally besieged him were killing each other. Not only was the attack of Master Han, but many of the cultivators were already banished and were now fighting against those few guys who suddenly went crazy to attack their own people. However, this counterattack was too hasty and obviously could not have any effect for the moment, which made the situation even more chaotic.

The human race's siege was not only in chaos, but also had its own disintegration.

Zhu Yuanzhi could roughly guess that it was the function of the black bead given by the Immortal Lord.

Although he is not sure about the specific situation, since the opportunity has come, he will definitely seize it.

So his murderous eyes fell on Master Han.
Chapter completed!