Starting My Cultivation With Time Management

Chapter 516 The strange blood knife almost capsized

Ling Yunpo stopped his hands and looked at the almost messy ground around him.

After forming the alchemy, his true energy was also enriched by nearly a hundred times.

Originally, using Tai Xiao Lei once would drain most of his true energy, but now he can spend it as much as he wants.

Be careful, someone is approaching. Kunlun Mirror reminded suddenly.

Understood. Ling Yunpo turned around, and the Qingping sword suddenly popped out, knocking back the bloody flying sword that struck from a distance.

The three monks quickly rushed to the front, only to see one carrying a skull magic bead, one holding a blood-stained scimitar, and one empty-handed, but his appearance was very familiar. It was the last time we visited Jinghu in Southern Xinjiang with Wei Dongliu Gu Lie, an old monk in the shrine.

Shushan monk? Fazhu fan asked with a frown.

Golden core real person! The blood knife monk's face suddenly changed.

Escape! Although Gu Lie was the last to speak out, he retreated faster than anyone else - because when he rushed over just now, he deliberately fell behind and let the two juniors go up to lead the charge.

Ling Yunpo was too lazy to talk, and Qingping shot towards the nearest Fazhu fan monk.

The monk quickly took off the human-head magic beads from his neck, and threw them here forcefully.

I saw the dharma beads whirling in the air like a vajra ring, and suddenly they were caught on the Qingping sword.

As soon as Ling Yunpo's sword art changed, the powerful and true essence was violently injected into Qingping, and the fourth level of Taoism on the sword was activated.

After being promoted to the rank of God Cultivation in the Golden Core Realm, the fourth level of Taoism sealed on the Qingping Sword can also be used, and the name is called Chaotic Waterfall Piercing Clouds.

I saw a large amount of water gushing out of Qingping's sword, rushing out in all directions like a giant waterfall, and instantly rushed the human-head magic bead to nowhere.

Ling Yunpo turned his hands and covered his palms, and immediately another snowflake fell from the sky.

The third level of Qingping Sword's Dao method is the north wind rolls the white feather. Every snowflake is a piece of sword energy.

This vast amount of sword energy swayed down, almost scaring the three monks into the urine.

Gu Lie's reaction was the quickest, he swallowed a elixir into his stomach, folded his palms together, burrowed into the ground, and disappeared immediately.

Ling Yunpo could see clearly from behind: after swallowing the elixir, his back suddenly swelled, which should be a very rare mimetic ground fish in Qimen art - by taking the elixir containing the flesh and blood of the ground fish , gain the ability of short-term earth escape and underground breathing, so as to avoid a large number of attacks that cannot penetrate the rock formation.

Gu Lie took the lead to leave the battle, and the other two monks immediately cursed.

After all, a dead fellow Daoist never dies, and if one person is missing on the battlefield, the probability of being attacked by the two of them will increase significantly.

Seeing that the Fazhu monk lost the head of the Fazhu, he could only shout angrily, mobilizing his skills and starting to work hard.

During the drumming of the true energy, his body swelled several feet, and he turned into a three-headed and six-armed appearance. He was the Fudo Ming King Zun of Shura Dao.

Each of the six arms held six kinds of weapons, and before Ling Yunpo could see clearly, he swung them rapidly like lightning, cutting off the snowflake sword energy that was close to him one by one.

Seeing that he couldn't leave anymore, the fan monk holding the blood knife quickly raised the blood knife into the air, and began to mutter something.

The three-headed and six-armed Dharma Body of King Ming beside him, although it looked mighty, couldn't hold back the snowflake sword energy around him, but within three to five breaths, he passed through the weapons to intercept and invaded.

One stroke, two strokes, and then countless wounds opened one after another, making Na Ming Wang's Dharma body so painful that he couldn't bear to live. Finally, the opening was exposed, and Qingping's sword pierced his throat, and three big heads shot up into the sky from the blood spring.

The blood knife fan monk was horrified when he saw this, and quickly pointed his hand towards Ling Yunpo, only to see the blood knife suddenly disappear in the air.

Ling Yunpo's heart moved, a sense of crisis hit his heart, and he quickly used the Fenyun Bagua step.

At the same time that his figure disappeared, the blood knife flashed out from behind his remaining figure, and stabbed at his heart—just enough to make a hole.

If he was slower to react, he would be hit immediately!

Ling Yunpo's heart was furious, and his feet flickered again and again, then he dodged to the side of Qingpingjian, held the hilt of the sword with one hand, and turned around quickly.

The blood knife just flashed out from behind him again, and was slashed by Ling Yunpo with the Qingping sword in his hand, and it was broken in two with a ding.

As the blood knife was destroyed, the monk also spat out blood, obviously some kind of mysterious backlash, passed along the air mechanism, causing the monk to be seriously injured.

Ling Yunpo pointed his hand again, and the Lei Shujian also shot out, piercing the blood knife through Fanseng's chest.

The battle is over.

Looking at the bodies of the two, Ling Yunpo felt a little out of breath.

I have become a Jindan real person, and I almost capsized in the gutter when I beat two juniors of Huafu rank?

What the hell is that blood knife!

It seems to be some kind of air mechanism locking mechanism. Qingping Jian analyzed, Do you know the book of seven arrows on nails? This blood knife is a super simplified version of the book on seven arrows on nails. The mechanism is similar.

It also comes with short-distance space movement. Kunlun Jing also added, Let me remind you, this blood knife does not seem to be an ordinary magic weapon.

Of course I know! Ling Yunpo said angrily.

It wasn't that he was bragging, or that he just happened to meet a Jindan real person like him.

If it was another real person from Shushan who came here, without knowing it, he was watched from a distance by the blood knife monk, and then the blood knife flashed behind him and stabbed him, wouldn't it be a certain death?

Whether you build a foundation or a golden core, you can't protect yourself!

After all, Ling Yunpo is good at formations, and he also has Linghu Chu, a master swordsmith, so he can confirm that within his current knowledge, he has never seen such a weird magic weapon... If there are more magic weapons like this A few of them were used by the Six Paths of the Demon Sect to behead righteous rookies, so there is no need to fight the righteous and demon wars in the future!

Put away the fragments of the blood knife carefully, Ling Yunpo plans to read Luo Yan later, you can use it to study with senior brother Linghu Chu... Oh, senior brother is going to cross Yuanying's catastrophe, so let's take it to Elder Shi Ding for research stop!

Without hesitation, he stood up with his sword and flew towards Shushan.

Not long after, two black clouds came from the sky and landed around the corpses of the two monks.

I saw that the corpse was surrounded by several vultures, eating almost half of it.

Green lightning shot out from the black cloud, killing all the vultures.

Gu Lie emerged from the dissipating black clouds, came to the side of the blood knife fan monk's body, and quickly checked his belongings.

Great Master. He handed over the storage bag with a serious expression, Miaoying Divine Knife is gone.

Another monk came out of the black cloud, took the storage bag and inspected it for a while, then threw out the green lightning again in anger, and violently knocked Gu Lie to the ground, with a big gash on his face, dripping with blood.

Gu Lie got up in embarrassment, knelt down and kowtowed silently.

The monk tried his best to calm down his anger, and after a while he said:

Tell me all about that person's appearance, figure, and skill characteristics.

Yes. Gu Lie quickly searched his memory and began to describe Ling Yunpo's appearance.

At this time, if An Zhisu stood here, he would be able to recognize it immediately:

This old monk with wrinkled face and gloomy expression was the master Mokong, the great teacher of Shura Dao, who was the chief culprit who took the lead in ambushing Su Jian back then!