As soon as Ling Yun found out that he was being followed by Diba, he instantly judged that the enemy's strength was superior to him, and he immediately set the battle venue at the Qiyaocao.
Then, on the way to the small river, he neither deliberately lowered his state, nor deliberately showed his strength, but went fast when he should be fast, and slow when he should be slow, pretending that he didn't notice the person being pursued at all. Look, easily fooled Diba.
After Di Ba appeared, Ling Yun showed the enemy that he was weak, and kept dodging Di Ba with his bare hands in embarrassment, not only to consume Di Ba's physical strength, but also to detect the enemy's reality.
It wasn't until Ling Yun was truly sure of victory that he switched from defense to offense, and took out his first weapon, the magic writing brush!
Ling Yun used Tiangang Fumo Fist to fight Diba's powerful eagle claw skills, in order to consume Diba's physical and internal strength to the maximum, so that he was not as good as at the beginning in terms of shooting and movement speed; The brush cut off Di Ba's long snake whip three times, leaving him with no weapons other than a pistol!
Until now, when Di Ba was completely at the end of his rope, Ling Yun launched his full-strength counterattack, holding a magic brush in his hand, walking with phantom fish-dragon steps, and sprinkled a large number of flying needles towards Di Ba who was already immobile!
This is the real beating of a dog in the water! This is not a must-kill situation, what is it
Di Baqian shouldn't, absolutely shouldn't, really shouldn't let Ling Yun fight him next to the Qiyaocao, as long as he can't kill Ling Yunge in a short time, then he will undoubtedly be the one who died!
The pity is that Di Ba doesn't even know where he lost, and now he can only dodge and move around, panting and dodging the big needles that Ling Yun keeps throwing, exhausted and embarrassed.
There are hundreds of large needles stuck in Ling Yun's leather needle bag. In the end, he even put away the magic writing brush, unfolded the leather needle bag and held it in his hand. Like flying towards Di Ba's body!
Although there were still a few bullets in Diba's pistol, he didn't care about using it at all now. He didn't know where to throw it, and his free hands danced wildly, occasionally sweeping away a few big needles that flew towards the vital points of his body. , Occasionally use the wind of the palm to drop some large needles.
But even so, Ling Yun used up more than a hundred large needles, and Di Ba's body was covered with more than a dozen large needles, and even three large needles were stuck in his vital acupuncture points, causing his internal energy to not work properly. Ling, body skills are blocked again!
The divine light in Ling Yun's eyes became more and more intense, his fighting intent became stronger and stronger, his body was filled with murderous intent, he flicked his fingers, and big needles flew out trickily, not giving Diba any chance to breathe.
He has already seen that Diba already has plans to escape, so after Diba lost his pistol, he no longer used the phantom fish-dragon step, but used the almost effortless Wanli Divine Walk to move around and block Zhuodiba wanted to escape in the direction, and secretly frantically absorbed the aura released by the seven Yaocao all the time.
As he took control of the entire battle situation, Ling Yun's momentum, shots, and speed became stronger and stronger, but Di Ba was already at the end of his strength, and he didn't even have the strength to escape.
Ling Yun completely reversed the situation of the battle. After Di Ba knew that the situation was over, he had made an effort to escape, but Ling Yun refused to let him go.
Now Ling Yun's body is filled with aura, and his movements are round and smooth, and the speed of using Wanli Shenxing is faster than that of Diba's full-strength vertical leap, not to mention he has a flying needle.
No matter which direction Diba flees for his life, Ling Yun can use the phantom fish-dragon step when he is about to jump up, and come to the direction he is going to escape like lightning. Form to block back!
If Ling Yun lets Di Ba escape, it won't be a must-kill situation!
He knew that as long as Diba ran for his life tonight, he would be in endless danger. Diba was in the dark and he was in the light. Without the help of Qiyaocao, a hundred of himself would have been killed by him!
"It's imminent to improve the realm!" Ling Yun saw that he had almost used all his cards, relied on the aura of the Seven Luminaries Grass, and used all the tricks to manage to hold the fate of the enemy in his own hands. In fact, he was very awe-inspiring.
What Diba regrets most now is that his long snake whip was destroyed by Ling Yun's writing brush. Otherwise, Ling Yun's flying needle, he really didn't pay attention to it, and just swept it away with a whip, and he didn't even have to dodge it .
"Hunting geese all day long, but being pecked by geese! Could it be that my eighth life is really going to be destroyed in the hands of this eighteen-year-old boy?!"
Di Ba is not reconciled! He kept sweeping down the flying needles with his palm, while his mind was spinning, waiting for an opportunity to escape.
But now he is panting like a cow, his feet are heavy with lead, and several meridians in his body are blocked, and he only has the strength to deal with the big needle, how can he escape
Suddenly, Di Ba aimed his eyes at the small river not far away.
Just when Ling Yunfei took out two big needles and pinched the needles on the cowhide needle bag again, Diba slapped the sky, knocking the two big needles flying in the face, and then flew into the river with all his strength. jump!
For the first time, he handed over his entire back to Ling Yun, even if he got Ling Yun's flying needle again, it doesn't matter, success or failure depends on it!
If Di Ba met someone else tonight, even Dugu Mo, he would have risked his life to escape, but unfortunately, what he met was Ling Yun.
Don't forget, the place to fight was chosen by Ling Yun, he comes here almost every night, he knows the environment here better than anyone else!
The corner of Ling Yun's mouth curled up into a disdainful smile, and there was an expression in his eyes that he knew you would be like this for a long time. With a soft snort, he used the phantom dragon step to the extreme. At the same time, he had already held the magic brush in his hand again. He arrived first, and arrived behind Di Ba in an instant!
Little Wuxiang swordsmanship!
"Chi Chi Chi Chi..." Ling Yun followed him like a shadow, and his strikes were like lightning. In an instant, he stabbed four times in succession at the vital point of Di Ba's back!
"Pfft..." Flying to Diba in mid-air, a big mouthful of blood spurted out wildly, four blood holes were pierced by Ling Yun instantly on the body covered with more than twenty big needles!
There are three of them, all of which are Di Ba's Achilles' heel, and the deadliest one, which is also Ling Yun's last stroke, is pierced in his back!
Thoroughly cool!
In the four small but extremely deep blood holes, four blood arrows sputtered out in an instant. At that moment, the body of Diba in the air seemed to be a human-shaped water spray gun, but the spray from the body was bright red. blood!
Diba didn't even have time to say a word, the person had already turned into a corpse in mid-air, and the corpse flew for a short distance in mid-air relying on inertia, and then fell to the side of the small river with a bang!
Of course Ling Yun would not be shot by those four bloody arrows. After finishing the four strokes like lightning, he no longer cared about Diba's body, and moved across the air, standing gracefully beside the Seven Luminaries Grass.
"Huh..." Ling Yun looked at Di Ba's corpse, neither sad nor happy, with a calm expression on his face, but let out a long breath of foul air.
Ling Yun knew that according to Di Ba's strength, he must have more money than Xuan Qi and the others combined, but he couldn't take it.
Di Ba's realm is much higher than Ling Yun's. Even if he is given a chance to breathe, he may escape his life or even hit Ling Yun with a near-death blow.
Money can be done at any time, but there is only one life, money is not life, that's what fools do, not Ling Yun's style!
Ling Yun absorbed the Qiyao grass's aura, quickly adjusted his breath, stared at Diba's bloody corpse, and said lightly: "You are a killer, killing is your profession, you come to kill me, I don't blame you! So You were killed by me, no wonder I am cruel!"
It only took Ling Yun five or six minutes to reabsorb the aura to its peak state. He did not continue to practice here because he wanted to dispose of Di Ba's body as soon as possible.
Ling Yun came to Di Ba's side in a blink of an eye, raised his hand and tore off his mask, and saw that Di Ba was a middle-aged man in his forties, except for his bulging temples, his appearance Unremarkable.
He picked up the dead body that had already started to stiffen with one hand, and walked eastward in the dark night, first out of the city, and then started a thousand-mile magical walk, picking out remote places without vehicles and pedestrians, and circled around Qingshui City A big circle, and then from the southern foot of Longpan Mountain to the Tiankeng between Longpan Mountain and Nancui Peak.
Ling Yun stopped in a dense forest less than 100 meters away from the tiankeng. After searching Diba thoroughly, he used his mask to pack the found things into a package and put them away. Go forward 60 meters again, and throw it in the direction of the tiankeng!
Seeing that Diba's body fell into the bottomless tiankeng, Ling Yun returned to the Qiyaocao with the package.
He first buried seven or eight bloodstains on Diba with soil, and then began to clean up nearly two hundred large needles that fell on the ground.
In order to protect the seven obsidian grass, Ling Yun can be said to be very cautious. He cleaned up the big needles on the ground not to protect the environment, but because he was afraid that someone would see so many big needles scattered here during the day, and when he ran to pick them up, he would kill his needles. The seven Yao grass was trampled.
Ling Yun didn't put any of the big needles he picked up back into the leather needle bag, but threw them into the river.
It wasn't until 2:30 in the morning, after everything had been dealt with, that Ling Yun sat down cross-legged next to the Qiyaocao, exercised his energy, and once again successfully compressed the aura in his body to the dantian, and after it was fully absorbed, he got up and stood up .
At this time, it was close to four o'clock in the morning, and it was the time when people slept the most soundly and soundly.
Ling Yun looked down at his tattered clothes that had turned into rags, shook his head and said with a wry smile: "This time I really lost money, not to mention the loss of two hundred big needles, it's a pity that I have a famous brand all over my body! "
After finishing speaking, Ling Yun touched the ground with his toes, leaped across the small river, came to the road beside the river, and then flew towards the rented house without stopping.
After arriving home in two minutes, Ling Yun jumped directly into the courtyard and made a little noise on purpose.
"Who?" A charming voice asked vigilantly.
Ling Yun knew it was Xiao Meimei, he said lightly: "Me."
Before the words were finished, the person entered the room, and a snow-white fox figure rushed towards him in a flash.
(end of this chapter)