To be fair, Bei Mingxiu will never feel relaxed when facing Dongfang Xin for the third time.

Even though he knew that Dongfang Xin was actually relying on usurping the power of the spring of the Heavenly Vein that did not belong to him, and that he had dominated everything Ling Xiaofeng with his supreme cultivation, Bei Mingxiu still would not regard him as an ordinary opponent.

This person was valued by Sima Wuhua, Zhuge Linye, and even Xun Rizhao before ascending to the sky. Even if he murdered him, he was not caught. He returned safely two years after that battle. Later, Sima Wuhua, who was determined to remove the factors that had a strange intention towards the Holy Pavilion, was also killed by him in this corridor... In addition to his various qualities, Dongfang Xin was ultimately a true immortal-level powerhouse, far from what he could do now.

"I regret it very much. Why didn't you take a look at it again? It allowed you little beast to survive until now."

Dongfang Xin's Thunder clone slowly spoke, not hiding the contempt in his tone.

Even though his original body was trapped, Bei Mingxiu was still an ant that could be easily crushed at any time in his eyes, but this insignificant ant almost disrupted all his plans, like a piece of sand falling into his eyes. If it was not erased, it would never be happy in his heart.

"Thank you for your concern."

Bei Mingxiu's answer did not hide the pride in his tone. In the same response, there was a sharp sword light.

The Hanming sword was in his own hands, and the puppet could not use the Hanming sword intent condensed in the sea of ​​consciousness.

But this does not mean that the puppet cannot draw its sword.

The sword light penetrated through the corridor and landed directly on the Thunder clone. The bitter cold wind whistled around, almost freezing everything around.

Han Ming is not in his hand, the cold air can still freeze all directions!

The cold is real, and the sharpness is even more real.

The sword body held by the puppet now seems to be made of splicing, and many mechanical parts can be seen with naked eyes. It is a little shorter than an ordinary one-handed sword, but the sharpness of the sword is no less than that of Longyuan, a sword from the Wushore Sword Peak Sword Pond.

This is the sword form of Qian Ji in Lu Linxi's hand. Before going to Lingxiao Peak, Bei Mingxiu found Lu Linxi and borrowed his magic weapon that brought his wisdom from his former master of Qian Ji Pavilion.

Lu Linxi himself was the orthodox cannon brought by Qianji Pavilion and half of the mechanical weapons that were needed in case of emergency. He was ready to deal with possible accidents at any time and did not need to join the battle. Qianji was not in his hands, and the impact on him was not great.

"Take a fuss."

As for the puppet's sword drawing, a sneer appeared on the corner of the mouth of Thunder clone.

He has long been at the top of the Holy Pavilion, and he can look down on the world with his head down. The huge attack of the Heavenly Dao Alliance is not worthy of him. To be honest, an iron golem controlled by Bei Mingxiu?

A blue light flashed in his palm, and with his fingers bounced, it collided with the sword light.

"boom!"

A heavy sound echoed in the corridor.

The puppet, which was mostly made of black iron, was directly embedded in the already messy mural. On the puppet's right arm, a charred piercing wound was clearly visible.

With just a blink of an eye, the Han Tie body, which was hard enough to resist the attack of a ninth-level strong man, was already pierced like thin paper, and the sword force condensed above the thousand machines was torn to pieces without any left.

If Bei Mingxiu himself was hit, he would have been seriously injured or even died.

Bei Mingxiu controlled the puppet to get up, and the face of himself in the wind and snow was already much more serious.

He

Not the original body is coming, nor is Dongfang Xin. He has no idea how much power this thunder clone can possess. However, judging from the result of this match, even if the ice marble reserve is insufficient, even if the puppet has a strong enough body, he still cannot beat this thunder clone in the front.

After all, his cultivation level is only at the eighth level, and in the eyes of the immortal-level strongman, the eighth level practitioner will definitely not be a noticeable opponent.

But what he really feared was not the strength of this Thunder clone.

No matter how difficult it is to deal with the Thunder clone, it is not Dongfang Xin himself, and there will always be a way to deal with it.

He had not fought with Thunder Zhengyi once or twice. He had already fully understood both Dongfang Xi and Dongfang Xin's Thunder Zhengyi. He had thought that he would lose when he was fighting this thunder clone, but he did not expect that this defeat would be so tragic.

Thunder is gathering in the sixth level of green light. Several feet of green light extending from his fingertips has a terrifying edge that breaks through the sea. When Dongfang Xi fought with him, the sharpness and agility of green light had left a deep impression on him. However, the snap of the thunder clone's fingers is not strictly considered the green light that is fully exerted.

It was like a sword with a restrained edge. The sword edge had not been really unsheathed, but it had already injured him.

That is not simply the power of thunder righteousness!

When Bei Ming cultivating his mind was like lightning, another ray of lightning fell on the puppet, and the protective array on his chest suddenly activated and broke in an instant.

Even though it has gathered many mechanisms and methods of Qianji Pavilion, it is still difficult to resist this fast and puzzling thunder.

It’s not that Bei Ming Xiu didn’t react.

When the puppet was smashed into the mural, the thousand machines in his hand had gathered cold air in front of him. I hope the sword of the sea tide was already completed.

But when the thunder easily pierced the tide of hope and rushed into the puppet's chest, the cloud in Bei Mingxiu's heart became heavier.

He finally determined the means that Dongfang Xin could use.

Thunder and righteous intention cannot easily break through the sea of ​​watching. As the starting style and the only sword guarding in Canglang Sword Technique, all kinds of changes can be transformed from it. When you concentrate on defense, it is enough to become the strongest barrier in front of the sword holder.

Even the thunder that was thunderous could not tear all the sword force that seemed to be still and moving in an instant.

Dongfang Xin's thunder clone did this. If it were not for the protection of those many small magic circles, the core part of the puppet had been attacked by Dongfang Xin's poisonous hands at this moment.

The technique that really made him do such a thing is called "Lingxiao Sanduan".

Lingxiao’s three cessations have three cessations: clear cessation, spiritual cessation, and thoughts.

According to the description in the Ten Thousand Volumes, among the three cessations, the clear and clear break all the martial arts of the world, the spiritual break all the world's magic, and the thoughts break all the world's thoughts.

The three divisions of the three sects of the world to practice the orthodox sects shows how proud the founder of this technique is, and how terrifying the technique he left behind is.

At least among the records of the Wanci Canon, the difficulty of Lingxiao's Three Divides is not much lower than that of the birth and death of all things. Even Sima Wuhua himself, who can fully master the power of the word "Destroy", can only master the clear judgment among the three divides, and not fully master it.

Shang Yunjian was suppressed for a while when facing Sima Wuhua's Ming Duan, let alone him?

"Ling Xiao Sanduo, I think you have heard of this name long ago."

Dongfang Xin's indifferent voice sounded again. At the same time, three magic array barriers shattered one after another in the puppet's chest cavity. Even the black cold essence iron that had been specially tempered could not resist such violent thunder, and more than ten small holes that were almost penetrated appeared.

If the puppet is human,

The trauma suffered at this moment had already endangered life, but Bei Mingxiu, who was controlling the puppet, still sneered and replied: "Such a peerless skill is used by a villain. It is really a waste of resources. It's so sad."

The puppet was severely injured and did not affect his conversation at all. Although he knew that verbal provocation would not have any effect in the face of Dongfang Xin, he still spoke.

To make your enemies feel uncomfortable is your own pleasure.

And he is also looking for a way to crack the clear conclusion.

If the Ming Duan is really unbreakable, the Wanjuanzang would not have been broken by slashes.

In the ten thousand volumes, Sima Wuhua has clearly stated that he has not really mastered the spiritual divination, and he has only a first glimpse of the other two divinations. As a student of Sima Wuhua, Dongfang Xin, even if he practices Ming divination, it is extremely difficult to become more advanced in the attainment of this peerless martial art. If he really practices Ming divination to the point of breaking the world's martial arts, the initial blow should have completely destroyed his sword and the puppet, rather than being slightly offset by his remaining sword power.

Relying on the layers of safety portrayed by Qianji Pavilion on the puppet, the thunder clone attacked dozens of times, but no one could directly destroy the core of the puppet. However, a huge slashing cut appeared on the puppet's chest, and the cold air could not dissipate. In addition, many wounds penetrated around it were particularly shocking.

In these few seconds, Bei Mingxiu condensed his sword again, and the sword edge of Qianji slashed towards his chest, as if a hero cut off his arm, heroic and determined.

The core of the puppet is a small magic array composed of spirit stones, which can continuously absorb the spiritual power between heaven and earth as the power to drive the puppet. Once it is broken, the power of the puppet will not exist at all. Even if you do not understand the mechanism, the fluctuations of spiritual power emitted from the core of the puppet can also allow people with some eyes to lock in this weakness.

The hardness of this iron golem is extraordinary. Even this thunder clone does not have the ability to penetrate it easily. To completely eliminate this ignorant and unconscious mechanism, directly destroying the core is undoubtedly the most efficient way.

So the Thunder clone did not stagnate at all, and he wrapped his hand around Zidian and looked towards the core, and Bei Mingxiu would not let it easily destroy the core of the puppet.

The lightning light was almost over the sword light.

Thunder is the true meaning, purple lightning is the blue light, which is known for its speed.

The moment before the sword light fell, the blue thunder rushed into the core position of the puppet with the hand of the thunder clone. The surrounding ice collapsed in an instant and was completely irresistible.

The sword light burst into pieces, and several purple lightnings disappeared without a trace, and the thousand machines held by the iron arm also landed silently.

The core of the puppet was completely destroyed under the slash of Qingmang.

The puppet did lose motivation.

However, the face of the Thunder clone changed slightly at this moment.

He found that he could no longer take action.

The core position of the puppet was imprisoned by the cold iron at some time, and the Han Ice, which originally surrounded the core area, had already taken advantage of the situation to leave.

This is a kind of mechanism lock in Qianji Pavilion. It locks things that try to invade the core, and the one that is most defensive is spiritual power.

Even if it is a violent thunder, there is only a suppression in the forbidden lock.

In an instant, the huge iron golem had dragged the thunder clone and fell to the ground, but the ice inside rushed out directly, snatched thousands of machines from the ground, and rushed towards the gate behind.

The core of the puppet has never worked.

From beginning to end, the ones who control the puppets were Bei Mingxiu’s Ice.

When encountering the Thunder clone, the role of the puppet itself has been changed to attract and imprison the Thunder clone.
Chapter completed!