However, as a sword cultivator, the sword can destroy people and kill people, not to mention that this is a virtual sword, which is more important than the monk's natural magic weapon.
If the monk's natal magic weapon is destroyed, the monk will be severely injured at most and his life will not be endangered.
But if the virtual sword is destroyed, at least the cultivation level will drop and will never be restored again, or at worst, it will be lost.
It can also be said that the magic weapon is equivalent to the weapon in the hands of the monk, so the virtual sword is equivalent to the weapon of the soul. It can be imagined how important the virtual sword is.
If he was asked to give up Xujian, it would be equivalent to giving up his second life, which Ye Lingfeng could not do.
But facing the attack of the black-faced brawny man, Ye Lingfeng's heart palpitated. If this punch hit him hard, he would be seriously injured even if he didn't die, and he would lose his fighting ability for a short time. For him, it was a fatal injury.
"Boy, struggle. I like to see human beings struggling to their death. It makes people feel happy just watching it. Hurry up and struggle..."
Seeing that Ye Lingfeng was motionless and had even given up struggling, the dark-faced man thought that Ye Lingfeng was frightened by his powerful attack, so he couldn't help but laugh out loud as a reminder.
"Struggle? Haha, hum, I think you are the one who should struggle, Blade Storm..." Ye Lingfeng sneered when he heard this, and did not give the black-faced man a chance to react, and directly used Blade Storm. out.
For a moment, the killing sword energy containing the endless murderous intention and hidden power of Ye Lingfeng surged out of his body, spinning crazily.
Facing Ye Lingfeng's sudden outburst, the black-faced man was stunned and said: "What?"
However, time waits for no one. Just when he was stunned, a storm swept across, and countless sword blades slashed wildly at the black-faced strong man.
Although these sword blades did not cause serious fatal injuries to the black-faced man, their large number caught the black-faced man off guard and let go of Ye Lingfeng's virtual sword.
When Ye Lingfeng saw this, he knew that the opportunity had come. However, he did not continue to attack the black-faced man, but retreated. He quickly called to Lao Gui and Yi Ruping and said: "The wind is tight, retreat quickly..."
The two of them were stunned when they heard this. They had never seen Ye Lingfeng running away in such a panic. They couldn't believe it. Is this really the Ye Lingfeng they knew? Neither of them even reacted.
"Damn it!" Ye Lingfeng cursed secretly when he saw this, turned into a hurricane and swept the two of them, and then disappeared from the place.
"Damn, he ran pretty fast!"
After Ye Lingfeng left with Lao Gui and Yi Ruping, the black-faced man also smashed the sword storm that Ye Lingfeng had unleashed.
However, he watched Ye Lingfeng disappear in front of him. As a master of the demon god level, which is equivalent to the realm of human monks at the peak of tribulation, he actually let a junior sect escape from under his nose. This was simply unbelievable. A huge insult to him.
It's just that this human being does have two skills. Although the sword energy cannot cause fatal damage to him, it will leave a clearly visible blood mark with every slash, and the number is large, which is quite painful.
Ye Lingfeng was extremely fast and had already disappeared. At this time, he wanted to chase him, but it was obviously impossible to find him.
Moreover, he came out with a mission this time, and it was not appropriate for him to have too much entanglement with human monks, especially those like Eidolon.
If a genius like Feng were to struggle to the end, it would be a great disadvantage to him.
In the end, not only was the mission assigned to him by the Demon Queen unable to be completed, but his own life was also involved in it, for the sake of a future strong man of the human race. It wouldn't be enough for him to make such a big sacrifice.
Immediately, the strong man with a dark face and hunched body disappeared among the mountains and forests at dawn.
And what happened to Ye Lingfeng?
No, very bad. It can be said that the situation is quite bad.
Just after Ye Lingfeng turned into a hurricane and took the two old ghosts away, not long after, the speed of Ye Lingfeng's hurricane also became much slower, until it finally disappeared.
Without the carry of the hurricane, Lao Gui and Yi Ruping were both stunned and almost fell off the cliff, becoming monks who fell to death from the air.
Fortunately, the two of them were also experienced, and their emergency response measures were quite good. Almost as soon as the hurricane disappeared, the two of them involuntarily performed the wind control technique.
It is precisely because the two of them have been walking in the world of cultivation all year round. Their other abilities are not that strong, but they are quite capable of dealing with sudden unusual situations.
It was precisely because of this that the two of them were prevented from becoming one of the monks who were thrown to death.
It's just that both of them subconsciously used the wind control technique, but Ye Lingfeng was in misery.
Although he used the sword storm to cause the black-faced man to let go of his virtual sword, and bought him time to escape.
However, the black-faced man's inevitable punch still hit him. Although it was not fatal, it still caused the blood and energy in his body to surge, making him unable to use his magic power for a short period of time.
Before, turning into a hurricane was only possible with strong will and forcibly mobilizing mana.
It's just that he knows the reason for doing this, but he has no choice, because if he doesn't do that, none of the three of them can escape death!
Now, the distance is considered safe, the obsession in his heart has also disappeared, and the situation in his body is getting worse and worse. Not to mention using the magic power to control the wind, it is enough to save his life and his cultivation. It is a blessing among all the blessings.
"Ye Lingfeng..."
"Master..."
Seeing Ye Lingfeng's figure falling straight towards the cliff like a kite with a broken string, Lao Gui and Yi Ruping screamed at the same time and flew towards the place where Ye Lingfeng fell.
However, this place is surrounded by mountains and shrouded in heavy fog. This fog can not only block the monk's sight, but also cause the monk to expedite the consumption of mana. This is something Lao Gui and Yi Ruping know well.
Therefore, with their current flying speed, they could not catch up with Ye Lingfeng. Ye Lingfeng's figure gradually fell, and he had already submerged the cliff.
Yi Ruping was so anxious when she saw this, she didn't know where a force suddenly came from, causing her speed to suddenly increase, and she threw herself directly towards the cliff to catch Ye Lingfeng.
However, she only saw Ye Lingfeng's figure suddenly falling. She wanted to reach out to grab it, but she couldn't. She couldn't help but yelled: "No, Ye Lingfeng, come back here..."
"You said, Master is not here, you will take care of me for the rest of my life, and you will accompany me to the Shiwanda Mountains in Southern Xinjiang. You also said that my life will be safe, as if I were walking on plain ground, but what about you, come back soon... "
Yi Ruping's crying voice was heartbreaking, echoing in the valley for a long time, and could not disappear for a long time.
scattered.
Perhaps it was Yi Ruping's cry that moved the heavens, or perhaps Ye Lingfeng's fate should not be cut off.
Just when Ye Lingfeng's body quickly fell to the ground, due to the extremely fast speed of his fall, there was strong friction with the air, causing the strong wind to roar and slash across Ye Lingfeng's face like sharp blades. , the pain was so intense that Ye Lingfeng woke up from his coma.
However, when he discovered his current situation, he was instantly confused. He might as well have been unconscious all the time, at least he wouldn't feel pain.
But God knows how deep it is down here. Ye Lingfeng is unsure, but he knows that he can't die, let alone die in such a useless way.
Although he cannot use his magic power for the time being, his physical strength is beyond what ordinary people can compare with.
He immediately raised his hand and grabbed a spit out stone, hanging in the air waiting for the rescue of Lao Gui and Yi Ruping.
However, he was able to wait for a while, but when he heard Yi Ruping's cry, he knew that he was not far from the top of the cliff, but why didn't they come down to save him?
Ye Lingfeng had doubts in his heart, but this was definitely not the time to dwell on this. The top priority was to go up first and then talk about it.
He immediately shouted up: "Ruping, I'm here, hurry up, give me a hand, I can't hold on anymore..."
"Master?" When the old ghost heard this, he recognized Ye Lingfeng's voice. He immediately looked down and shouted: "Master, where are you? What should I do?"
"Miss Yi, stop crying. The young master didn't fall. He will talk to us again. Listen."
Because Yi Ruping's cry was too loud, the old ghost couldn't hear what Ye Lingfeng was saying, so he stopped Yi Ruping immediately.
Yi Ruping was obviously stunned, but soon heard Ye Lingfeng's voice. She couldn't help but feel happy and shouted excitedly: "Ye Lingfeng, Ye Lingfeng, where are you..."
The old ghost's expression suddenly changed as he watched from the side. He frowned and said helplessly: "Miss Yi, you can't do this. We must listen to the master first, and then we can come up with effective rescue methods. People like you will only get worse." You are taking up the young master's time more and more, please stop talking first, okay? I promise to rescue the young master."
Yi Ruping was a little scared when she saw the serious look on the old ghost's face. She nodded knowingly and stopped talking. Instead, she stared at the cliff, hoping to see Ye Lingfeng coming up from below in the next moment.
The old ghost finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and immediately shouted down: "Sir, it's windy above, please say it again."
"Old ghost, damn it, why don't you come down and save me quickly? What are you waiting for?"
Ye Lingfeng was gnashing his teeth below. Now, his arms were numb. He believed that the strength in his hands would be exhausted soon. At that time, he would fall off the cliff and possibly be killed.
"Ah, Master, I can't get down. The wind is too strong. I was blown up before I could get down. Just wait. Don't worry. I threw the rope down. You can catch it quickly."
The old ghost was speechless for a while after hearing this. If he could fly down, he would have flown down long ago. Why would it be so troublesome?
Said. The old ghost put down a rope in the storage bag. After feeling the power from the rope, the old ghost was extremely excited because he could finally help Ye Lingfeng.
He immediately said: "Master, you have caught him, I will pull you up right now."
