Lingxiao Immortal Clan.

Chapter 242 Ling Ruda’s Broken Arm Revenge (2800 words, please subscribe)
Ling Pengyun fought with the remaining group of fire feather swallows for about a stick of incense.

Ling Jinda, the second elder of the Ling family who was stationed at Qingshi Lake more than ten miles away from Guofeng Ridge, rode a fairy crane in the late stage of Qi training to support him.

Ling Pengyun glanced at this, looked slightly happy, and quickly signaled loudly.

"Thirteenth great-grandfather, help me temporarily block the Fire Yuyan on the first level of the foundation building. I will kill the remaining hundred or so Fire Yuyans in the Qi training stage."

Ling Ruda, who had just arrived riding a late-stage qi-training fairy crane, heard Ling Pengyun's greeting and immediately obeyed.

He patted the storage bag on his waist and took out twelve Qingling Swords, forming a formation of Earthly Evil Swords.

Because the person he was about to fight was a Fire Yuyan who was on the first level of the foundation building, he did not hold back and directly used his killing move, using the Rongzi Sword Technique, condensing a sword light that was more than ten feet long and killing the person in the battlefield. The first layer of the foundation is the fire feather swallow.

It was a bit difficult for the Fire Yuyan, who built the first level of the foundation, to fight with the two green steel flying swords shot by Ling Pengyun.

When it sensed another one-foot-long sword light approaching, it reached several feet away from it.

Forced by the crisis, it had no choice but to hold up its body-protecting Yuangang, and transformed into a fiery red light curtain, blocking the foot-long sword light shot by Ling Ruda.

But with this move, the swallow blocked the attack of Qinggang Zimu's flying sword, and the attack of the three-foot-large red flame fire swallow was delayed.

Ling Pengyun also seized this gap, and once again formed a sword to form a blue sea sky sword, and wiped out the last hundred or so Qi-training Fire Yuyans among the swallows in the distance with one sword strike.

Although this attack was a great achievement, his spiritual power was about to be exhausted.

He quickly took out a medicine bottle from his storage bag, poured out a Spiritual Recovery Pill and swallowed it to restore his spiritual power.

In an instant, his dantian, which was about to dry up, recovered [-]% of his spiritual power.

With enough spiritual power, Ling Pengyun made a series of secrets and fired two blue sea sky swords, blasting towards the second-level foundation-building Fire Yuyan entangled in the sword array.

Even though this second-layer fire-feathered bird of foundation built up the body-protecting Yuan Gang in time, the two blue sea sky swords were so powerful that under the combined attack of the two swords, the bird's body-protecting Yuan Gang was directly shattered.

Although the remaining strength of the two Blue Sea Sky Swords was exhausted as a result, the sword formation that had previously fought with the Yan also carried a torrent of sword light and swept directly onto the Yan's body.

In just three breaths, the Huo Yuyan on the second floor of the foundation was torn to pieces by the torrent of sword light.

But during this period of time, Ling Pengyun bombarded the second-level Fire Feather Swallow with all his strength.

Fighting with another Qinggang Zimu Flying Sword that was fighting against another base-building Fire Feather Swallow, but without the follow-up spiritual support, it was directly knocked away by the Red Flame Fire Swallow fired by the base-building Fire Feather Swallow.

Turning around, the three-foot-long Red Flame Fire Swallow was also under the control of the first-level Fire Yuyan, and directly transformed the "Rongzi Sword Technique" played by Ling Ruda into a one-foot-long weapon. The sword light shattered.

As soon as the sword light was extinguished, the twelve first-order high-grade green spirit swords that transformed into the sword light also turned into a pile of scrap metal.

Ling Ruda was also damaged because of the damage to his magic weapon. His spiritual energy surged in his body and his consciousness stagnated.

Because he was in a critical situation, he relied on his strong spiritual power to suppress the surging spiritual energy. He glanced at Ling Pengyun in the distance and saw that Ling Pengyun was unable to provide timely support, and he looked helpless.

Then his expression quickly changed and became determined.

"Gengjin sword species."

"out."

Ling Jida shouted loudly, his sword energy soared to the sky, and strong winds flew around him.

The elderly Ling Ruda's waist was extremely straight at this moment, and his eyes were shining with light.

Then, he opened his mouth and spit out a small golden sword as long as a finger.

As soon as the sword came out, he quickly forced all the blood and essence from his body into the sword body.

At the same time, his sword aura and all the spiritual energy in his body were quickly integrated into the small golden sword.

The small golden sword was injected with a large amount of blood essence, sword energy, and spiritual power, and it quickly grew in size.

In the blink of an eye, the sword grew to two feet long.

When the sword is completed, it comes out.

"call out!"

The two-foot-long Gengjin sword light is extremely powerful and has the power to break the Gang. It is powerful enough to be comparable to a full blow from a monk on the first level of Foundation Establishment.

Although the three-foot-long red-flamed swallow that attacked was relatively powerful, after all, this spell had been fighting with the green steel flying sword for a long time, and it only had [-] to [-]% of its remaining power.

The Gengjin sword light fought with it for about two breaths, then smashed the fire swallow into pieces, drove straight in, and bombarded the first layer of the foundation building fire feather swallow's protective light curtain, causing a huge wave.

After a breath, the remaining strength of the sword light was exhausted and dissipated on its own.

Although the body-protecting Yuangang of the first-layer Fire Yuyan was not shattered by the sword light, its flickering aura was three points dimmer than before.

When Ling Pengyun in the distance saw this, his expression showed a hint of worry, and he immediately looked at Ling Ruda.There must be a price to pay for such an attack that far exceeds that of a Qi Practitioner.

When he noticed that Ling Ruda's face turned pale and his aura quickly dropped, and in just a blink of an eye, he had fallen from the perfect state of Qi training to the late stage of Qi training, and the speed of falling to the state did not slow down, his heart suddenly trembled.

Ling Ruda is already very old and has very little longevity left. His ability to survive to this day is all due to his cultivation.

Once all his cultivation levels fall, it means... that he has no life left to live.

Ling Pengyun looked at the foundation-level Fire Yuyan who was fighting with Ling Ruda, and his heart was filled with anger.

He patted the storage bag on his waist, took out another Spiritual Recovery Pill from the storage bag, swallowed it, and used his skills to refine it.

A large amount of medicinal power quickly turned into pure spiritual power, filling his dry Dantian.

With his spiritual power replenished, he kneaded the secrets again and fired two Blue Sea Sky Swords.

In one fell swoop, he shattered the body-protecting Yuan Gang that built the first layer of the Fire-Feather Swallow, and then killed the last Fire-Feather Swallow.

After the achievement, he did not bother to collect the body of the beheaded Huo Yuyan, but quickly rode the Fengying Peng and rushed to Ling Ruda who was riding the Fairy Crane.

"Thirteenth great-grandfather, it was my negligence that caused you to be like this..." Ling Pengyun looked at the man who had squeezed out the last trace of essence and blood in his body. In just a few breaths, his cultivation had dropped to the early stage of Qi training, with only one breath left. Ling Ruda was filled with guilt.

"Silly boy, what's the harm in this?"

"I am lucky to be able to kill a Foundation-Establishment Stage Fire-Feather Swallow with a Foundation-Establishment monk like you, and I have no regrets."

"Peng Yun, I have no heirs in my life. The storage bag on my body contains my life's wealth. I planned to donate it to the family during this time to support the ordinary people in the clan who were born with spiritual roots. , Now that I think about it, I can’t wait until the monster chaos is over.”

"The spiritual objects in this storage bag can only be entrusted to you to help me transfer them to the family. The contribution points in my account, like the batch of spiritual objects, will be distributed to the ordinary members of the clan."

"I have something to ask of you, as well as Yun Hong and others."

Ling Ruda was weak and pleaded.

"Thirteenth great-grandfather, please tell me that as long as the great-grandson can do it, he will definitely complete it." Ling Pengyun saw this and responded quickly.

When Ling Ruda saw Ling Pengyun's response, a trace of hatred emerged from his helpless eyes. He looked at the empty left arm and spoke hastily.

"My broken arm was cut off decades ago by Bai Jiaqian, the current head of the Tongyang Bai family, a foundation-building family in the Chen Kingdom."

"Decades ago, this man was my sworn brother when I was training. However, because he and I were exploring a high-level monk's cave and discovered the Earthly Sword Formation, he attacked me secretly and broke my arm. I built Ji's hope was also destroyed by Bai Jiaqian."

"The subsequent operation of the Disha Sword Technique is also in the hands of the Bai family."

"In the past, the family was weak, so only Yun Hong and Brother Eleven knew about this matter. Yun Hong took into account the power of the Bai family, so he did not take action against the Bai family."

"Now the family has four foundation-building warriors, which are a bit stronger than the Bai family."

"If there is a chance, I hope you, Yun Hong and others can help me avenge... Bai Jiaqian, regain the Earthly Evil Sword Technique... follow-up operations, and complete the Earthly Evil Sword Formation."

After saying these words, Ling Ruda exhausted the last bit of spiritual power in his body and removed the restriction on recognition of the master of the fairy crane he was sitting on.

Once his spiritual power is exhausted, he will have difficulty maintaining life.

He slowly closed his eyes, his breath dissipated in the smoke, and he sat on the back of the immortal crane and disappeared.

And the fairy crane he sat down on also whined loudly at this moment, as if to see Ling Ruda off.

"Thirteenth great-grandfather, my great-grandson will definitely do his best to avenge his great-grandfather and take back the opportunity that belongs to you." Ling Pengyun looked at Ling Ruda's body with a firm look on his face and vowed secretly.

Helping Ling Ruda to avenge him was not only to make up for his debt to Ling Ruda, but also for the subsequent operation of the Earthly Sword Technique.

He saw the power of the Earthly Evil Sword Art. If Ling wanted to become stronger, he would need the help of such powerful means as the Earthly Evil Sword Formation.

After being distracted for a moment, Ling Pengyun came back to his senses. He glanced at the sky and saw that the sun was shining brightly at this time.

In order to prevent Ling Ruda's body from smelling due to the temperature, he cast an ice spell to freeze Ling Ruda's body.

Afterwards, he rode the Fengying Peng to the battlefield just now, and harvested useful spiritual materials from the hundreds of Fire-Feather Swallow corpses on the ground.

After doing this, he took the fairy crane carrying Ling Ruda's body and rushed towards Xia Zhi Mountain, a subordinate power in Guofeng Ridge.

On the way, they happened to meet Ling Ruxian, who was originally stationed at Xiazui Mountain and came to support him.

"Thirteenth Brother..." Ling Ruxian saw the frozen body of Ling Ruda at a glance. His heart skipped a beat, and a sense of sadness rose on his face.

At the same time, a surge of anger surged into his heart, and he gritted his teeth.

"Peng Yun, why did the thirteenth brother die?"

(End of this chapter)