Murong Jingxue, who was in such a seriously injured state, was obviously no longer able to fight. He was lucky to have survived the powerful ice blast from Beiming Hanshuang just now. Now it would be difficult to even move a finger.
Murong Jingxue really didn't expect that Beiming Hanshuang would keep this hand. She thought she had a chance to win, but something unexpected happened in the end. This time, I really walked on the edge of death again. The reason I survived was not just luck, but because of one person, a person who accidentally saved me twice.
In fact, at the moment when the ice exploded, no one noticed that one person in the crowd of onlookers passed out. That talent was the reason why Murong Jingxue could survive.
The beam of light that enveloped Beiming Hanshuang here quickly dissipated. It was really just like the name, a flash of brilliance, only that moment of dazzling brilliance, and then quickly dissipated, revealing the condition of Beiming Hanshuang inside.
Maybe it was because Murong Jingxue was seriously injured, or maybe it was the first time Murong Jingxue used control and she was not yet proficient in it. After all, it was a combat skill she had just learned in the inheritance land. The flash of brilliance did not kill Beiming Hanshuang. It also only seriously injured the opponent, making Beiming Hanshuang lose his mobility.
"Ahem! Ahem!"
Beiming Hanshuang supported his body with his sword. After coughing out a few pools of blood, he looked in the direction of Murong Jingxue in disbelief.
"You're not dead!"
"Both each other! You are not dead either!"
"Ha! I underestimated you! It's just more trouble!" Beiming Hanshuang sneered, and the Ice Soul Sword came out of his hand, and under Beiming Hanshuang's control, it thrust straight into Murong Jingxue's face.
Beiming Hanshuang was very determined to kill Murong Jingxue, and he had already made up his mind to eliminate Murong Jingxue as his opponent today, regardless of the consequences.
"Beiming Hanshuang, you are so cruel! Do you think this saint is so easy to kill?"
When Murong Jingxue saw the Ice Soul Sword flying towards him, she quickly summoned the Snow Shadow Yao Golden Sword and used her mind to control the flying sword to intercept it.
"You, Beiming Hanshuang, are not the only ones who have the spirit sword!"
The two spiritual swords made the sound of swords intersecting in the air. Murong Jingxue successfully blocked Beiming Hanshuang's ice sword attack. The swords exchanged, making a harsh sword sound. The two outstanding spiritual swords Their power was equal, and they refused to give in to each other. For a moment, they couldn't tell the difference between the superior and the inferior.
Murong Jingxue was able to summon the spirit sword. Beiming Hanshuang was still a little surprised, but he quickly figured it out. Murong Jingxue had a profound background, and it was not unusual to have a spirit sword close to her body. I have always looked at Murong Jingxue according to ordinary people's thinking.
"I underestimated you. I didn't expect that the Light God Religion has such a level of spiritual sword in addition to the Shining Light Sword."
Beiming Hanshuang said this, with a look of disappointment flashing in his eyes. In fact, he had no trump cards to deal with Murong Jingxue, and his tone already meant to compromise and end in a draw.
"Cough cough~ cough~"
At this moment, Murong Jingxue coughed uncontrollably several times and coughed up several large mouthfuls of blood.
"Oh? You thought this was the end?"
Murong Jingxue sneered, the contempt in her eyes undiminished, and then she said "Sword is coming", and a purple phantom passed through the crowd, pointed at Beiming Hanshuang and flew away quickly.
The purple phantom that pierced through the crowd was not a person, but the Purple Charm Jinghong Sword, the Purple Charm Sword in the Snow Shadow and Purple Charm Swords. As the master of the Snow Shadow and Purple Charm Swords, Murong Jingxue and Ye Hong were both the same. Everyone is qualified to control two swords. At this time, Murong Jingxue took advantage of this.
After noticing Murong Jingxue's strange expression, Beiming Hanshuang suddenly felt something bad. He was alerted to the danger in his heart and quickly wanted to dodge. However, as soon as his internal energy started to work, a feeling of emptiness came instantly inside his body. There is no internal energy left to carry out another teleportation opportunity.
Seeing the shadow of the Purple Charm Sword approaching his forehead, Beiming Hanshuang was extremely anxious. It was the first time that he felt that death was so close to him. At this moment, Beiming Hanshuang had no time to think too much and was already prepared for his soul to escape. Reluctant to give up, but also helpless, only in this way can we escape the fate of being obliterated.
Phew!
The purple sword shadow passed through as fast as lightning, dragging a purple sword shadow at its tail to cut through the sky. This sword did not miss, but passed through the body, but what passed through was not Beiming Hanshuang's body, but the body of Beiming Hanshuang. Bai Jiuyin's.
At that critical moment, Bai Jiuyin rushed up at an extremely fast speed, blocking the Zi Mei Jinghong Sword for Beiming Hanshuang, and successfully neutralized Murong Jingxue's blow, but at the cost of Bai Jiuyin himself life.
Bai Jiuyin has not yet reached the emperor level, so how can he withstand the sharp attack of the quasi-celestial level spiritual sword Purple Charm Jinghong Sword? It is extremely difficult to save Beiming Hanshuang under such circumstances.
Beiming Hanshuang, who was ready to give up his body, did not expect this scene. Bai Jiuyin would risk his life to block the sword for himself. Everyone cherished their lives, especially Bai Jiuyin. Bai Jiuyin's blocking made Bei Ming Hanshuang felt something in her heart and had a changed view of Bai Jiuyin.
"Junior Sister Bai, you!"
Bai Jiuyin continued to bleed where the sword penetrated him. The blood was mixed with purple light spots, which made him look particularly strange. Blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth and he fell down in front of Beiming Hanshuang.
Bai Jiuyin still had a breath after falling to the ground, but did not die immediately. He took his last breath and said: "Senior Sister Hanshuang, there is only so much I can do for you. I may never be able to practice with you or study the techniques with you again." ”
Beiming Hanshuang couldn't help crying at this time, and moved his body with difficulty to hold Bai Jiuyin's hand.
"Why are you so stupid! It's not necessary at all..."
When Bai Jiuyin was dying, his eyes gradually became distracted, and he just said to himself:
"I remember that we entered the school together. We practiced together every day and listened to Master's lectures together. It was so beautiful and happy at that time.
You are very talented and have good understanding. No matter what you do, you always finish it one step ahead of me. Master always praises you. Although I am stupid, you have never disliked me and have always been so kind to me. If I don’t understand, you will teach me. If there are exercises that I cannot understand, you will explain them to me carefully and give me instructions. Every time you demonstrate, you are more patient than what Master taught you. I am really lucky to meet you.
But I also hate it so much. I hate why this world is so unfair. Some people are born high and have more resources than others, but I can only rely on hard work to climb up from the bottom step by step, using ten times or a hundred times the resources of others. Spend time and effort to fight for those little resources that others look down upon and give up;
I hate the sect, I hate my family, I hate you, and I hate myself even more, cough~ In the eyes of others, I will always be the most inconspicuous one... No one cares about me... No one cares about my existence... I It wasn’t until you appeared in my life that I felt like someone cared about me... That feeling was really good...
But... soon I started to be jealous of you, jealous... you always get more than me, jealous of you... why do you always do better than me, jealous of every breakthrough you make... I want to catch up with you every time , but I found... the gap between us is getting farther and farther... the distance... is also getting farther and farther. You have become the chief disciple of the great elder... with a transcendent status... I... am still a... little person in the sect... …I… really hate it… hate it so much… and feel so unwilling…”
Gradually, Bai Jiuyin's voice became quieter and quieter, her lips no longer opened and closed, her chest no longer rose and fell, and there was no movement.
"Junior Sister Bai! Junior Sister Bai!"
Beiming Hanshuang clasped Bai Jiuyin's hand tightly and kept shouting, but received no response from Bai Jiuyin. Tears kept flowing, dripping down his cheeks, falling to the ground and being frozen by the cold air into tiny ice crystals.
Here, after Murong Jingxue used the Purple Charm Jinghong Sword to launch a swift strike, she passed out due to the aggravation of her injuries and the depletion of her internal energy. She was never able to use the second sword for Beiming Hanshuang. At this point, the fierce battle between Murong Jingxue and Beiming Hanshuang finally came to an end.
With Murong Jingxue's coma and Bai Jiuyin's death, the Ice Palace disciples who were watching suddenly swarmed up, paying close attention to Beiming Hanshuang's injury and showing great sadness at Bai Jiuyin's death. For a moment, everyone pointed their finger at Murong Jingxue, who had passed out.
At first, he was worried that Murong Jingxue might have some backup plans. Beiming Hanshuang didn't let anyone help him, so he didn't dare to attack. Now that Murong Jingxue has passed out, there is no possibility for both sides to fight again. Ice Palace's Naturally, all the disciples were no longer afraid of Murong Jingxue, and it was time to show off. How could they let go of such a good opportunity? They all rushed to kidnap Murong Jingxue to claim credit.
Bang!
All the Ice Palace disciples who had not yet rushed forward were knocked away. A monstrous force descended on them, and a golden sword fell from the sky and plunged into the ground, blocking Murong Jingxue who had passed out.
"Anyone who comes close! Die!"
A figure fell next to the golden sword, majestic. The person who came was none other than Chang Hui, and the golden sword was the shining sword used by Chang Hui.
Beiming Hanshuang flashed a hint of surprise when he saw the visitor, "Changhui! I didn't expect you to come to Shuiyue City, let me tell you! How could the saint of the Guangming Sect go out without anyone following her."
"We said goodbye to the Southern Territory. After you and I worked together to seize the opportunity, I didn't expect to meet again here. The cooperation before was very pleasant, but one code is another code, and today you hurt her! Sooner or later, I will settle this account Come and get it!”
After Chang Hui finished speaking, he put away his weapon, picked up the unconscious Murong Jingxue and flew away.
"Senior Sister Hanshuang, this...should we still pursue you?"
"What are you chasing! If he wants to leave, no one here can stop him!"
Beiming Hanshuang knew that Changhui could have killed him today, but Changhui did not do it because he never took advantage of others' danger and would always give a fair duel opportunity to opponents he thought were evenly matched. , wanting to defeat and kill the opponent with dignity and dignity.
This was also the reason why Beiming Hanshuang thought Changhui was interesting, and that was why the two collaborated in the Southern Region last time.
After freezing Bai Jiuyin, Beiming Hanshuang took the elixir and recovered a little before preparing to return to the Ice Palace. Suddenly he remembered something and glanced around. After finding nothing, he frowned and asked the person next to him:
"I remember there was someone who helped Murong Jingxue block an ice pick at the beginning. Did you see where that person went?"
"I was just watching the battle between you and the Saint of the Light Cult, Senior Sister Hanshuang, and didn't notice where that person went." An Ice Palace disciple next to him replied, and the others shook their heads in confusion.
"Gone? Who is the current city lord of Shuiyue City? Why didn't the city lord of Shuiyue City come to see me despite such a big movement!"
"This... the city lord of Shuiyue City, Bai Lian, was killed some time ago. The new city lord, Jingtao Pavilion, has not yet been elected. Now, Bai Yuntao, the third son of the lord of Jingtao Pavilion, is in charge of Shuiyue City. He knelt down when he came just now. The one on the ground is him." The person next to him explained Beiming Hanshuang.
After listening to others' explanations, Beiming Hanshuang frowned. Before he could say anything, a person squeezed out from behind the crowd. He lowered his posture and spoke to Beiming Hanshuang in a flattering manner.
"Bai Yuntao, the acting city lord of Shuiyue City, has met Fairy Frost! What do you want Fairy Frost to do? I will do my best!"
"Shuiyue City doesn't need a city lord like you. Ask Jingtao Pavilion to find someone else to guard Shuiyue City!"
Beiming Hanshuang only said one sentence after seeing Bai Yuntao, and then sighed in disappointment, murmured a greeting to the Ice Palace disciples around him, and left Shuiyue City.
"Jingtao Pavilion has declined. It's time to consider whether Jingtao Pavilion is still worthy of being an affiliated force of the Ice Palace. Let's go!"
