Lingxiao Immortal Clan.

Chapter 288: Sword Killing Luo Qiuming (4000 words, please subscribe)
After several hours.

Just when Ling Pengyun rode the Fairy Crane King and left Tuyuanfang City, flying nearly two thousand miles, he was only about a thousand miles away from returning to the Rock Scale Snake Cave.

However, he suddenly noticed a small black dot appearing in the sky several miles ahead, flying straight towards him.

Ling Pengyun's expression changed when he saw this scene.

Squinting his eyes slightly, he used the Zhanzhan Qi technique, and his eyesight was blessed. Ling Pengyun could clearly see the black dot figure flying rapidly several miles in front of him.

The black figure was a monk who commanded the flying boat, and this monk was "Luo Qiu Ming" who had three natal formation flags destroyed by Ling Pengyun during the fighting in the sand mine two years ago.

At the same time, Ling Pengyun also noticed that a monk who was driving the flying boat was chasing behind him several miles away.

The cultivator who was chasing after him was Luo Minghui, the father of Luo Qiu Ming and the leader of the Luoxia Luo clan, who had the eighth level of foundation cultivation.

Seeing the two people appearing at the same time, Ling Pengyun's brows suddenly frowned, and a hint of worry flashed in his eyes.

Ling Pengyun would not think that it was a coincidence that Luo Qiuming and Luo Minghui were blocking the road he must pass and the other was following behind.

He was not afraid of Luo Qiuming, the only one who built the third floor. With his strength, he would have no problem killing Luo Qiuming in a single fight. After all, his cultivation level was here.

But Luo Minghui, who was chasing behind him, was a veteran eighth-level foundation-building monk with many tricks.

A few years ago, during a battle in the sand ore veins, Ling Yunhong, the strongest person in the Ling family today, could only move a hundred moves, but he almost died in the hands of this person.

It can be seen that this person has extraordinary fighting power.

Ling Pengyun glanced at the flying boat at the feet of Luo Minghui, the eighth-level foundation-building powerhouse who was chasing behind him.

When he noticed that the flying boat under Naluo Minghui's feet was as high as the second-level mid-level.

His confidence in escaping was even less.

If the second-level mid-level flying boat flies at full strength, it can reach [-] miles per day, which is twice the flying speed of the fairy crane king that Ling Pengyun is sitting on.

Under such circumstances, no matter how Ling Pengyun escaped, he would probably be caught up by Luo Minghui behind him soon.

What's more, there is Luo Qiuming standing in the way ahead.

"There's no way to escape."

After returning to his thoughts, Ling Pengyun immediately took out a token with the word "rock" engraved on it from his storage bag and crushed it into pieces.

This token was given to Ling Pengyun by Zhang Yan, deputy director of the Bailingmen Deacon Hall, when he went to the Rock Scale Snake Cave three years ago when Yuanzhou was first developed.

He also asked Ling Pengyun to crush this thing if he was in danger.

"Now, let's see if Senior Zhang Yan will come here as soon as possible for the sake of cousin Siling." After Ling Pengyun sighed softly, he looked ahead a few miles away, piloting a second-level low-grade flying boat. Luo Qiu Ming, his eyes flashed with a fierce light.

"In today's battle, I narrowly escaped death. If Senior Zhang Yan hadn't arrived in time, I might have died here."

"Without me, the family's strength will be greatly reduced."

"In the future, in the conflict between the family and Luo, we will be at a disadvantage."

"No matter what, we must take away the life of Luo Qiu Ming, who is on the third level of Foundation Establishment, reduce Luo's overall strength, and at the same time give him a backstop."

Thinking about it this way, the fierce light in Ling Pengyun's eyes became even more intense.

He quickly waved his hand and patted the storage bag on his waist, calling out two magical weapons, the Qinggang Zimu Flying Sword and the Eighteen Qingling Sword.

As soon as these three magic weapons were taken out, Ling Pengyun injected spiritual power into them.

The two swords made of green steel and their mother-in-law swords had two six-foot-long sword radiances at the tips of the swords.

The eighteen Qingling swords quickly formed a sword formation, and then turned into a Rongzi sword formation, turning into a five-foot-long sword light.

At the same time, Ling Pengyun made a secret, condensing a special blue seal full of sword light.

The blue seal turned around, and with a flash of blue light, it transformed directly into a ten-foot-long urging blue sword light.

When the ten-foot-long sword light was formed, the fairy crane king he was sitting on also flew several miles again, approaching Luo Qiu Ming, who was driving the flying boat in front of him, about one or two miles away.

This range is the place that Ling Pengyun's consciousness can cover, and it is also the range that can be attacked.

"Death to me."

Ling Pengyun roared angrily, swung the green steel flying sword, the fusion sword formation, and the ten-foot-long blue sword light to strike directly at Luo Qiuming in front of him.

At the same time, he gently patted the Immortal Crane King who was sitting in the early stage of foundation building.

Although the fairy crane king and Ling Pengyun did not have the restriction of recognition as a medium, they had been stationed in the Rock Scale Snake Cave for many years. Even without the restriction of recognition, the two could understand each other's intentions.

The Fairy Crane King crowed, spread his wings, and fierce wind appeared in the void accompanied by more than two hundred feather arrows.

In the blink of an eye, a combination of spells, feather arrows, tornadoes, and wind formed, and quickly hit Luo Qiuming.

a mile away.

Luo Qiuming, who acted as a roadblock, saw that Ling Pengyun's first move was a killing move, and the feathered arrow tornado fired by the Fairy Crane King in the early stage of foundation building was not weak, and a hint of fear was inadvertently revealed in his expression.

However, this fear quickly dissipated in the smoke, and a trace of hatred appeared on his face.

Two years ago, during the martial arts battle at the Sand Mine, three of his natal formation flags were destroyed by Ling Pengyun.

In order to repair the three missing formation flags, Luo spent a lot of money.

But even so, the three repaired natal formation flags were not refined together with the other formation flags, which resulted in the power of Luo Qiuming's set of natal formation flags being at least about [-]% weaker than before.

What's more, the destruction of three formation flags caused him to be seriously injured. It took him nearly two years and nearly two months to recover from his injuries.

This also slowed down the progress of his cultivation.

If not, just with the resources to repair the three formation flags and the two years of healing time, he might have entered the middle stage of foundation building.

For monks, the hatred of blocking the road is greater than the sky.

Furthermore, if it hadn't been for Ling Pengyun, he, Luo Shi, would have won the first place in the battle of the sand ore veins and gained an additional share of the semi-formed ore veins. The value of the semi-formed ore veins' share would not be much.

"Today I will definitely hold down this damn Ling Pengyun and let dad kill him here."

Luo Qiuming swore secretly.

When the attack came, he did not dodge, lest Ling Pengyun take the opportunity to ride the Fairy Crane King, which was slightly faster than the second-order low-grade flying boat, and escape from his hands, missing the opportunity to kill Ling Pengyun.

In order to kill Ling Pengyun, he and Luo Minghui spent a lot of effort, and then found out that Ling Pengyun had often visited Tuyuanfang City in recent years.

That's why today's interception and killing took place.

Luo Qiuming opened his mouth and called out twelve thumb-sized yellow formation flags from his dantian.

These twelve thumb-sized yellow sand eroded the formation flags. As soon as the yellow light appeared, they quickly grew several times in size and turned into the size of normal formation flags.

Immediately afterwards, under the control of Luo Qiuming, the set of formation flags flew quickly, formed a formation, and transformed into countless yellow sands with flashing auras, attacking the set of green steel flying swords, the Fusion Word Sword Formation, and The ten-foot-long Blue Sea Sky Sword and the feather arrow tornado were directly involved in the formation.Two years ago, this yellow sand erosion formation was no match for Ling Pengyun, and Ling Pengyun even destroyed three formation flags in a short period of time.

What's more, now that Ling Pengyun has the help of the Immortal Spirit Crane King, the power of Luo Qiu Ming's formation has been reduced by about [-]%.

At Ling Pengyun's signal, the feathered arrow tornado struck by the Fairy Crane King was rolled up by the strong wind, and more than [-]% of the eroding yellow sand in the yellow sand erosion formation was swept into the feathered arrow tornado. Inside.

Ling Pengyun also took the opportunity to control the three attacks of the ten-foot-long bright blue sword light, the green steel flying sword, and the Rongzi sword formation, breaking through countless yellow sand and heading straight towards Luo Qiu Ming.

Luo Qiuming was not afraid. He patted the storage bag on his waist and took out a yellow copper bell.

This yellow copper bell has a grade as high as the second-grade mid-grade, and is called the Yellow Sand Bell. It is Luo Minghui, whose father built the eighth floor. For today's battle, he specifically relied on some second-grade sand crystals obtained by Luo from the sand veins. Entrust a familiar second-level mid-level weapon refiner from Bailingmen to refine it.

As Luo Qiu Ming transferred his spiritual power into the yellow sand copper bell, the yellow sand copper bell also propped up a huge shadow of the bronze bell, protecting Luo Qiu Ming.

The next moment, the ten-foot-long Blue Sea Sky Sword, the Blue Steel Flying Sword, and the Rongzi Sword Formation also bombarded the phantom of the bronze bell one after another, causing waves.

For a moment, these three attacks were really blocked by the phantom of the bronze bell transformed from the yellow sand.

Luo Qiuming also seized this gap and used the second-order high-grade Purple Star Long Cone that almost killed Ling Pengyun during the sand mine battle.

The long cone of the purple star turned into a purple phantom, and quickly hit the ten-foot-long blue sea sky sword that was the strongest attack of the bronze bell phantom.

The two collided, and the sky was filled with purple stars and blue sword shadows.

The Blue Sea Sky Sword, which had already consumed a lot of its remaining energy, was even vaguely about to be shattered by the Purple Star Long Cone.

Ling Pengyun, who was a mile away, saw this and made a prompt decision. Relying on the remaining [-]% of the spiritual power in his body, he once again made two secrets to cast the Bihai Tianjian.

The shadows of two blue swords that were ten feet long slid across the sky, and combined with the power of three blue sea and sky swords, they directly knocked away the long purple star cone sacrificed by Luo Qiu Ming.

But at this moment, Luo Qiuming made a yellow seal.

This yellow seal quickly turned into a huge long hammer, and the three hard steel blue sea sky swords on the front still had a lot of remaining power.

"boom."

A huge roar suddenly sounded.

Countless yellow auras and blue sword shadows shine across the sky.

Although the giant yellow hammer was quite powerful, containing a full [-] kilograms of force, the three blue sea and sky swords struck by Ling Pengyun were all extraordinary.

This hammer only lasted about three breaths before being defeated.

Before the shadow of the bronze bell in the secret passage could hold a breath, it was directly shattered by the three infinitely powerful blue sea sky swords. Taking advantage of the situation, Na Luo Qiu Ming was chopped into large pieces of meat.

miles away.

Luo Minghui, who was envoying a second-level mid-level flying boat, was on the way. Seeing Luo Qiu Ming's tragic death, he felt extremely sad. Unknown anger suddenly surged into his heart, and he roared angrily.

"Qiu Ming."

"Ling Pengyun, I will kill you today."

Luo Qiuming is Luo Minghui's child, and at the same time, Luo Qiuming is also the backbone of Luo's future.

Now, Luo Qiuming's death here is tantamount to blocking Luo's future.

With the heart to avenge his son, Luo Minghui didn't think too much and poured a huge amount of spiritual power directly into the second-level mid-grade flying boat at his feet.

The flying boat's light flashed, and its flying speed increased by three minutes.

at the same time.

After riding the Fairy Crane King and consuming too much spiritual energy, Ling Pengyun, who looked a little pale, showed a happy face after killing Luo Qiuming.

"Kill Luo Qiu Ming. Even if something unexpected happens to me today, the Luo family will no longer be the backbone of the future. A hundred years from now, I, the Ling family, will surely step under my feet."

Thinking of this, the smile on Ling Pengyun's face suddenly grew three points higher.

Because Luo Minghui, who was at the eighth level of foundation building, was chasing after him, Ling Pengyun, who had less than half of his dantian spiritual power, did not dare to delay too much. He quickly called out a medicine bottle from his storage bag and poured out two second-level low-grade pills. The elixir should be swallowed.

After a while, Ling Pengyun's Dantian, which was about to dry up, was filled with the power of the two spirit-restoring pills.

At the next moment, Luo Minghui, who was chasing after the second-level mid-level flying boat, also caught up within one or two miles of Ling Pengyun.

He also summoned his own set of natal formation flags, the twelve formation flags of the second-level mid-level small flame burning formation.

Ling Pengyun, who was riding the Fairy Crane King, saw this and did not dare to be careless.

This set of second-order medium-grade small flame incineration array is extremely powerful, and when used in the hands of Luo Minghui, who is on the eighth level of foundation building, the power is increased by another [-] to [-]%, which is much stronger than ordinary second-order high-grade magic weapons. .

Ling Pengyun waved his hand and quickly recalled the three ten-foot-long Blue Sea Heavenly Sword, Qinggang Zimu Flying Sword, and Rongzi Sword Art that had killed Luo Qiuming before.

At the same time, he summoned the Fairy Crane King to shoot out arrows, tornadoes, and strong winds, and all of them faced the incoming set of flags of the small flame-burning formation.

These six attacks, although it took a lot of energy to break through the phantom of the bronze bell that protected Luo Qiuming.

But now there are still [-]% to [-]% of the remaining strength, the power is not weak, and the number is large.

However, the power of the small flame burning formation is even more powerful.

Before the six attacks could get close to the formation flags of the Small Flame Burning Formation, the twelve formation flags flashed in the air and formed the Small Flame Burning Formation, transforming into large swaths of flames and directly involving the six attacks into the formation. The law is refined by fire.

These six attacks are not completely victorious, and it is difficult to break through the erosion of the flames and break out of the formation.

This blow also caused Ling Pengyun to lose the three Blue Sea Heavenly Swords, Qinggang Zimu Flying Sword, and Fusion Word Sword Formation and other attack methods.

Of course, in order to trap these attacks, Luo Minghui's formation was also held back.

However, the experienced Luo Minghui seized this opportunity and fired the second-order high-grade red fire flying sword towards Ling Pengyun.

Ling Pengyun's eyes trembled when he saw this.

If an ordinary monk were to encounter a situation like this where all the magic weapons were trapped, they would probably have no choice but to watch the red fire sword coming.

But for Ling Pengyun, a legal cultivator, it has little impact on combat power.

Just because, he reached the state of perfection by comprehending the second-level magic Water Snake Technique.

With this spell alone, his combat power will not be weak.

He also relied on his spare spiritual consciousness to condensate three blue seals covered with snake-like patterns.

These three seals transformed into three five-foot-long water snakes with a flash of inspiration.

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