Ye Yun frowned like a willow leaf, and stared at the movement in front of her with clear eyes. As the warm and sticky feeling infected most of her upper body, her clear eyes dimmed, and there was no trace of trace on her face anymore. color.
The hot spring gushes out from the spring, giving people a sense of natural vitality, freshness and agility. But at this time, the wound on her left shoulder that was as big as a fist gave her a completely opposite feeling. As the night fell and The blood flowed together, and the hot blood was still gushing out, frantically plundering the little vitality left in her body.
Fortunately, Xing Zuo kept silent because of Bian Xia's death, which gave Ye Yun a rare respite and a chance to deal with his wounds.
"Linghai Immortal Sutra" is not named after "true" but "immortal", which has its own invincibility. With her slender fingers, she taps lightly like the wind. There is a move in the Immortal Sutra called "Fixing Waves and Stabilizing Waves", which has the magical effect of turning decay into magic. It can reduce the damage already suffered with water magic for a period of time.
When all this is done, it will only take a few breaths. Ye Yun's jade-like waist straightened slightly, and she finally regained some vitality. Only after she spread her spiritual consciousness did she notice the difference around her.
After she fell into the night alley, the other party began to send the rebels in to search for her traces. Now that they have been fighting for a round, why haven't they been surrounded by layers of soldiers?
Ye Yun raised her eyes and looked around. The firelight around her was scattered, obviously not as concentrated as before like a fire dragon. She thought about the fact that one of the three people chasing her had never appeared, and when she thought about the movements of these rebels, she had vague guesses in her mind.
A few stray strands of green hair stuck to her face. She tucked it behind her ears, raised her chin slightly, narrowed her eyelids, and slowly took a deep breath of air.
After she made such a slight movement, the cold air of the spring night suddenly condensed into mist and brilliance around her body, and the cold was about to gather. The long sword in her hand instantly left the ground, turning into a sharp spring cold and stabbing her first. .
People who are afraid of death are more likely to die. This is the truth that Xing Zuo, who has been through death several times, knows, so when Ye Yun struck first with his sword, he forcibly regained his composure.
Although the situation of facing a death threat will be different every time, the mind-numbing fear and caution of knowing that one careless move could cost you your life are always the same.
After Ye Yun took a breath for a moment, he took the lead without saying a word, making Xing Zuo feel a sense of indifferent ridicule and contempt. He turned all the complex emotions that were about to rise in his heart into annoyance. He held the stick in front and pointed directly at Ye Yun swept over.
"Buzz--" The slender sword body and the long stick made of cold iron collided together. The night was so thick and the killing intent was so strong, but the two weapons were more like old friends drawn together after years of separation. Therefore, the sound of the impact this time was not clear and crisp, but more like the continuous tearing sound when tempering cold iron.
Ye Yun clenched her silver teeth and still silently handed the sword forward. Although the stick was swept away from the point of the sword tip, the sound of gold and iron buzzed loudly as the true energy surged around her.
And every time there was a buzz, there would be a collision between the sword blade and the long stick. Every time this kind of collision, separation and attraction occurred, the long sword in her hand would move forward an inch.
"Damn it!"
The cold iron long stick that Xing Zuo swept with his straight arm was at least half the length of the sword. However, as the long sword in Ye Yun's hand was attached to the blue sword fire, he no longer dared to let the opponent advance even one point. With a loud shout, he held the wrist of his right hand with a "snap" sound with his left hand. After the long stick in his hand was an inch away from the sword body, he struck it across at an even more violent speed in an instant.
"Bang -" a crisp sound finally sounded, and the long sword in Ye Yun's hand could no longer keep moving forward.
Her left shoulder was seriously injured, and her drooping left hand could not be raised at all to hold the sword in both hands to resist the sudden burst of distance. She flew to the right and landed safely a few feet away.
After Xing Zuo shouted loudly, he felt that his throat was extremely dry and cracked. He swallowed hard, his eyebrows sank, recalling the flame that suddenly attached to the sword, he couldn't help but feel the back of his head tightening, and his whole body felt numb. .
Among the three people, he was the only one who seriously perceived how the sword fire was generated.
At such a close distance of only a few feet, Xing Zuo not only used his naked eyes to look at the blue sword fire that was attached to the sword body as it advanced, he also released his spiritual consciousness, so he felt the sword fire. With more subtleties when he was born, he realized that the two fighting partners in front of him were so careless and did not even think of using their spiritual sense to spy on this fiery sword energy.
No, this is not sword energy at all. Sword energy is essentially the out-of-body energy that is stimulated according to the sword technique. Sword cultivators will bring the true meaning of the sword with them when they are desperate.
But where would that be?
This ball of sword fire seemed to rise suddenly from the void. It contained no trace of true energy at all. It only had the smell of a peaceful and majestic great road. This was clearly the condensed manifestation of the true meaning of sword cultivation. This kind of attack How can it be defended?
What kind of state should the sword manifest?
On Xing Zuo's face, which usually had a fierce look, the thick straight eyebrows pointing to the center of his eyebrows had sunk to the bottom, while the outer ones were raised high. As his eyes swayed, the more he analyzed, the more he felt that Ye Yun's Mysterious and powerful, it is already invincible.
There was silence again and a rare breather. Ye Yun didn't care what Xing Zuo was thinking, she was just trying hard to grab more life.
In fact, Ye Yun is not as powerful as Xing Zuo imagined after feeling timid, at least not so far now.
It should be impossible for Xing Zuo to see Li Huo's true nature. If Ye Yun could directly condense the true meaning of the sword into Lihuo in the sword energy, there would be no such loopholes in the Lihuo sword art.
The condensed manifestation of Lihuo Sword Dao was an ability that Ye Yun only had after she broke through to the first level of spiritual life. However, it was also after she had this ability that she achieved her first natural barrier since her successful cultivation.
When swordsmen draw swords, they pay attention to the possession of form and spirit. The sword energy in the moves is the form, and the sword intention contained in the moves is the spirit.
Ye Yun discovered distressedly that after being promoted to the transcendent level of the True Self Realm, as long as she condensed the qualitatively transformed true meaning of Lihuo Sword Dao in her sword energy, her meridians would be like a dammed and boiling lake, causing her to be in pain.
After thinking hard for a long time, she could only think that this should be caused by the mutual repulsion between the true meaning of the Lihuo Sword Dao and the true energy of the water method after she broke through a great realm.
She has been searching for a solution to this problem for years, but she only came up with a temporary solution.
Since the true meaning of Lihuo Sword Dao can be manifested into Lihuo visible to the naked eye, the genius Ye Yun thought of a step that other swordsmen thought was redundant, that is, separation and coercion.
Since the manifested sword intention cannot be directly condensed in the sword energy, then separate operations are carried out. While following the sword formula to expel the sword energy, the true intention of the sword is condensed and manifested into Lihuo separately, and finally they are coerced together. come out.
The current Li Huo can be divided into blue and red, because of the difference in degree and power.
Ye Yun discovered that when she deliberately controlled her cultivation level to be at the first level of spiritual life, Li Huo was blue, but at the extraordinary level, it was red. The torture brought to her by the two methods was only one in the sky and one in the sky. On the ground.
Therefore, Ye Yun said that the enemy's Lihuo Sword Technique always follows the surge of true energy, and Lihuo generates and adheres to the sword body. In fact, these are two completely independent moves.
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“Bang, bang, bang—” There was a slight, neat sound from the distance as the armors clashed and military boots hit the ground.
In a daze, Xing Zuo no longer knew what a difficult mental journey he had gone through. Hearing such an approaching sound, his heart gradually relaxed.
Ye Yun tilted her head slightly, listening to the footsteps that gradually became clearer and denser, watching the fire approaching, with the momentum of starting a prairie fire, and couldn't help but guess the worst outcome.
The opponent's reinforcements have arrived, and she knows that she is still in a critical situation. She must escape Xing Zuo's pursuit before the rebels encircle her.
Ye Yun's eyebrows became completely silent for a moment, because she understood that only a dead person would give up the idea of pursuing.
So she moved first. Her teeth were soaked in blood, and she used her extremely powerful will to mobilize all the zhenqi she could mobilize in the howling night wind. She had never done anything before, and it came from the sky.
There is no eternal black curtain. Even in this world based on chaos, there is nothing that cannot be broken with a sword.
Ye Yun's shoulder injury, which had been lowered by "Ding Bo Di Lan", returned, and blood became the aria tonight. She held the sword in her right hand and her chest. When she flew to the top of Xing Zuo's head, she flew to the extraordinary level of her true self. Locking the opponent's spiritual consciousness, all the true energy in the body was used according to the qi path of the Lihuo Sword Technique. With a move of "Lihuo Breaking Spirit", the sword energy was everywhere, and the true meaning of the sword also gathered red Lihuo at this time. .
This move was extremely fast and fierce. It hit his head and directly broke the long stick made of fine iron that Xing Zuo had raised with both arms straight. Amidst the "bang bang" sword energy, Xing Zuo was confused before he lost his fear. In an instant, the red Li Huo struck Xing Zuo's head straight ahead of the slender sword blade.
"ah--"
"Puff——"
Xing Zuo trembled all over. The red Lihuo Sword Intention turned into nothingness when it touched his forehead. It had entered his body invisibly, destroying his Dao mind embryo.
But to Ye Yun's great regret, precisely because of Xing Zuo's hoarse and frantic trembling, he dodged the long sword in her hand and could only fall diagonally into the opponent's shoulder a few inches.
Ye Yun's men still wanted to use more force, but they didn't expect that the backlash from the Lihuo Sword move would come so quickly, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"Uh uh uh--"
Ye Yunqiang supported the fallen body and looked at Xing Zuo, who was rolling and groaning on the ground with his head in his hands. He raised his eyebrows slightly. Just when he was about to stab him with a sword and send him away completely, he suddenly froze.
With the few remaining strength in her body, she threw herself forward to the left, dodged a powerful sword energy, stood on the ground with her sword, and slowly stood up.
When Ye Yun just jumped forward, she looked a little embarrassed, her forehead touched the bottom, and drops of blood hung on her eyelashes. Her eyes were clear and slightly narrowed, and she tried hard to look forward, but her heart grew cold...
The cook's expression was slightly confused, and the lines on his face were tangled together in an extremely ugly way. He held a girl's neck with one hand and looked at the scene not far away. His eyelids couldn't help but beat, and he couldn't help but take a half step back. He said in a cold voice: "You bitch, you are so ruthless!"
"Sir!" Bai Zhi still wanted to struggle, but was directly lifted up by the cook. He shouted loudly to Ye Yun: "If you do it again, the fat man will crush this little girl's neck directly."
Ye Yun was still silently searching for a glimmer of hope to break the situation, but Li Miaozhen, the cook's other subordinate, quit. She scolded: "How dare you! You have been hit by my 'Seven-Star Fairy'. If you want to survive, you must survive." Just let us go!”
"Okay!" The cook said in surprise, feeling the paralysis in his meridians and the burning in his organs. He originally thought it was caused by Ye Yun's Lihuo Sword Qi, but now that he thought about it carefully, his vision began to blur. The god was a little confused, and he really suffered from this little girl.
After he came to his senses, he narrowed his eyes and said with a sneer: "You can trade the antidote for your life, but you can only trade for your own life!"
