Ling Yunpo couldn't even remember how long it had been since he had fought such a frustrating battle.
If Senior Sister An was not here, he could do whatever he wanted. He could attack and defend when he advanced, and leave in style when retreating... But Senior Sister An stayed with him, so he could only play the role of Ling Yunpo honestly. In addition to swordsmanship, he was also a swordsman.
, from time to time, he would receive a few non-fatal sword attacks to show that he had tried his best.
An Zhisu didn't have any doubts, but her face became paler. In order to escape the pursuit with her junior brother, she really tried her best.
The two fought and retreated, retreated and fought, and no one knew where they ended up.
After all, the environment here was unfamiliar to the two of them, and the crazy sword fairy was chasing them every step of the way, so they really didn't have time to observe the environment and choose a route.
After running an unknown distance, he found that he still had not reached the edge of the swamp. Ling Yunpo knew that the direction he chose when he was in a panic must lead to the depths of the swamp.
An Zhisu staggered suddenly. Although it was only slightly, Ling Yunpo still noticed it keenly.
"Senior sister, are you poisoned?" he asked quickly.
An Zhisu did not answer, but Ling Yunpo grabbed her wrist, and his spiritual consciousness quickly penetrated it, hovering in the meridians for a moment, and soon found that An Zhisu's body's true energy was almost completely contaminated by the cyan miasma poison.
"Senior sister! How did you..." Ling Yunpo panicked and subconsciously wanted to blame her, but he swallowed the words as he spoke.
What's going on, Ling Yunpo, don't you have any idea?
He cursed himself a few times in his mind, and then started thinking as fast as he could in his life.
Just by wandering around like a headless fly, you will definitely not be able to escape.
The reason is very simple. Although the crazy swordsman's mind is confused, the speed of his feet is not bad at all. It is obviously some kind of mysterious step based on instinct.
"Ajing." Ling Yunpo said in a deep voice, "Have they been recorded and analyzed?"
Kunlun Jing did not speak, but carefully analyzed all the scenes of the Crazy Sword Immortal's previous battles with him, and replayed them carefully for him.
Qing Ping Jian was beside him and explained:
"I don't know the name of this footwork, but it contains the theory of Zhouyi Bagua. Please listen to me explain in detail..."
"Tell me the important point!" Ling Yunpo interrupted roughly.
This crazy swordsman is coming to kill you, what else do you want to tell me in detail?
"Don't interrupt me!" Qing Pingjian also scolded him rarely, "The Theory of Changes of Zhouyi is profound and profound. If you don't explain it in detail, you won't understand it at all!"
Ling Yunpo was speechless. He didn't know why Qing Pingjian suddenly became so angry. He could only say anxiously:
"Then please speak quickly and I will try my best to understand!"
Qing Pingjian snorted coldly and started to explain to him.
I have to say that this theory is indeed difficult. If written down, it would be like garbled code, gibberish, and not like human speech.
But after all, Luo Yan studied the formation method in Penglai Temple, and that stuff is just like mathematics... If you have good mathematical skills, how difficult can cryptography be?
Before he finished learning, the crazy swordsman had already come to kill him from a distance, and he said sinisterly:
"Don't run away. Do users of the Seven Kills Sword Technique only dare to run away like an old book?"
Ling Yunpo didn't talk nonsense to him, and directly activated the Taoist technique of Qingping Sword, causing the blue mist to cover the blue mountains.
Although the first level of the Qingping Sword's lethality is close to zero, it is very useful against such over-level enemies. Even the crazy swordsman who is perfect in the Golden Core Realm, in this heavy mist of the water system,
It is also impossible to develop spiritual consciousness.
The moment the fog reached him, the crazy swordsman shot the Xinjinqi Sword at Ling Yunpo. However, Ling Yunpo had already figured out his routine, and did not directly attack at all, but just threw the thunderbolt backwards.
Sword, and then fled the scene with Qing Ping Jian "human and sword unity".
"Why is it me again!" Lei Shangjian screamed, and was hit by the Xinjin Huaqi Sword. Then he followed the guidance of Ling Yunpo's consciousness and turned back.
The Xinjin Qi Sword was still trying to pursue, but Ling Yunpo was not nearby at all. He whirred and slashed several times, killing Lonely.
By the time the Crazy Sword Immortal rushed out of the fog, Ling Yunpo had already carried An Zhisu and ran away.
"Sister, please hold on for a moment." Arriving at a deep water area, Ling Yun stepped on the flying sword and found that An Zhisu had fallen into a semi-conscious state.
He hurriedly fed her a few pills, then clasped the senior sister's wrists, clasping his hands with the ten fingers facing each other, pouring the true energy into the meridians, and worked hard to draw out An Zhisu's poisoned true energy.
It has to be said that although Senior Sister An's true energy is not as strong as her own, it is extremely flexible and agile, constantly avoiding the pull of his true energy in her meridians.
Ling Yunpo was still listening to Qing Ping Jian's explanation of the Book of Changes. He was also distracted by guiding the true energy in An Zhisu's body. He was extremely busy.
"Escape, escape, where can you escape to?" The voice of the crazy swordsman came from a distance again, "Is the essence of the Seven Kills swordsmanship just hiding here and there?"
Ling Yunpo ignored him and just forcibly removed part of the toxins from An Zhisu's body. He also absorbed the theory of Qingping Sword, nodded and said:
"Well, I almost understand."
"Can you use it?" Qing Pingjian asked leisurely.
"I don't know." Ling Yunpo sighed, "How do you know if you haven't tried it?"
"Then there will be a chance soon." Qing Pingjian said meaningfully.
Ling Yunpo was stunned for a moment, then suddenly lifted An Zhisu up, stepped on Bagua, and said quickly:
"The five latitudes are wrong and move in time; the four and seven are surly and extravagant..."
I saw his figure flicker, and he appeared dozens of steps away in an instant.
The place where he and An Zhisu originally stood was the afterimage of the Xinjin Qi Sword that had penetrated them.
The Crazy Sword Immortal suddenly arrived. Looking at Ling Yunpo who was performing mysterious footwork, his bloodshot eyes gradually widened.
Immediately afterwards, his veins popped out, his teeth were clenched, his beard and hair were stretched, the thunder was furious, and he roared:
"My Fengyun Bagua Step! My Fenyun Bagua Step! How dare you learn it secretly...you dirty and shameless little thief!!!"
After scolding several times, the Crazy Sword Immortal hurriedly stepped onto the water, took more than ten steps in an instant, swayed, and rushed towards Ling Yunpo, half a minute faster than before.
Ling Yunpo looked back, almost scared out of his wits, and shouted:
"Qingping, what's coming next! Read it quickly!"
"Thunder and lightning are in Mao, and the earthquake is thunder; the abyss of heaven is in You, and it is thunder..." Qing Pingjian read quickly.
Ling Yunpo repeated the same, and his feet suddenly moved a few minutes faster, widening the distance between them again.
It's just that his speed is still not as good as that of the Crazy Sword Immortal. Firstly, he is not proficient enough, and secondly, his true energy strength is not as good as the opponent's.
Even though he tried his best, his true energy was surging, and his mind was racing, he saw that the crazy swordsman was still shaking his figure, closing the distance one foot after another.
"You should run away again!" As Ling Yunpo was gradually caught up with him, the Crazy Sword Immortal roared angrily, "Do you really think you can escape from my grasp after learning a few steps from me?
When I catch up with you later, I will skin you and cramp you, sacrifice your flesh and blood to the sword, and imprison your soul in the sword, torturing you day and night..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw boundless thick fog rising around him. Not only was his vision blocked, but his consciousness was also completely controlled. Where could he still see the slightest shadow of Ling Yunpo?
"Ahhhhhhhh!" The desperate roar of the crazy swordsman came from the thick fog.