Chapter 158 Weird Lin Lan (2800 words, please subscribe)

Yunshuifang Market, hundreds of miles away.

Ling Pengyun, riding on a speeding eagle and flying dozens of feet high, noticed something strange behind him.

He pinched his fingers and cast the vision technique to bless his body, and his eyesight was blessed. He turned his head and looked back, and found that three or four miles behind him, a cultivator was driving a flying magic weapon and was getting closer.

Because of the blessing of the vision technique, even though he was three or four miles away, he could still clearly see the face of the person chasing him.

"Why is it this person?"

The cultivator chasing him was "Sun Yuan", the manager of the second floor of Bailingqi Hall, who sold the speeding eagle to Ling Pengyun not long ago.

"All roads lead to Rome, but it just so happens that I'm on the same road as him. This person is probably deliberately chasing me."

"The flying magic weapon that person controls is much faster than the speed eagle under my feet that has not been sacrificed yet. Even if I continue to move forward, I will probably be chased."

Thinking of this, Ling Pengyun made up his mind. He controlled the speed eagle under his feet to land on the ground, put the flying magic weapon into the storage bag, freed up his consciousness, took out twelve Qingling swords and Xuanshui shields, condensed the flying swords into a sword formation, and held the magic shields tightly in his hands.

Then, he pinched his hands and performed the water shield technique.

In just five breaths, he arranged five water shields around his body.

Seeing that the number of water shields was sufficient, Ling Pengyun began to condense the first-level superior water blade technique that he had just comprehended to the perfect state not long ago.

Because he had comprehended this spell to perfection, like the water shield technique, he could also cast it in an instant.

In ten breaths, Ling Pengyun condensed ten eight-foot-long giant water blades around his body.

If it weren't for the fact that maintaining these ten water blades was already Ling Pengyun's limit, he could still cast water blades continuously.

Two miles away, Sun Yuan, who was controlling the flying magic weapon, saw from afar that Ling Pengyun was covered with magic spells and had twelve flying swords as if they were one body, and his expression was immediately shocked.

"Magic cultivation, sword formation."

Although Sun Yuan knew the power of magic cultivation and sword formation, he had come into contact with Ling Pengyun early and knew Ling Pengyun's approximate cultivation level.

He didn't take the mere seventh-level magic cultivation seriously.

In addition, the arrow was on the string, and only by killing Ling Pengyun could he live happily in the future. Otherwise, even if he could escape from Lin Lan's hands, his life after leaving the sect would not be much better than that of a casual cultivator.

Having made up his mind, Sun Yuan quickly jumped off the flying magic weapon and landed on the ground. He took out a set of mother-and-child flying swords, a magic shield, and a golden light talisman from the storage bag. The mother-and-child flying swords were suspended around him, the magic shield was tightly held in his hand, and the golden light talisman was attached to himself, transforming into a golden light curtain to protect him.

After dozens of breaths, when Sun Yuan stepped into Ling Pengyun's hundred feet, he took out the mother-and-child flying swords.

Seeing the attack coming, Ling Pengyun would naturally not sit and wait for death. He controlled the Earth Demon Sword Formation with his mind to stop the mother-and-child flying swords, and then shot out the ten huge water blades that had been prepared.

Although these ten water blades were large in size, their speed was not slow at all. In an instant, they crossed a hundred feet and hit the golden light curtain that protected Sun Yuan fiercely, causing waves.

Within three breaths, the light curtain transformed by the golden light talisman was shattered by ten water blades. The ten water blades with a lot of remaining power drove straight into Sun Yuan's body.

Seeing this, Sun Yuan, who was in deep danger, frowned and cast another golden light talisman with a little pain, which transformed into a golden light curtain to resist the ten water blades.

After all, the ten water blades were not completely victorious. They bombarded the light curtain transformed by the second golden light talisman taken out by Sun Yuan, which only caused a large wave, and then the remaining power was exhausted and turned into a little spiritual light and dissipated.

Sun Yuan also took the opportunity to pinch a finger with both hands.

"Explode."

The mother and son flying swords entangled by the twelve Qingling swords suddenly flashed red light.

Seeing this scene, Ling Pengyun's face trembled and he was secretly shocked.

"Self-destruction type magic weapon."

The next moment, the mother and son flying swords, one large and one small, exploded directly.

Countless flames gushed out from the two flying swords, submerging the twelve Qingling swords.

At the same time, a powerful impact force directly knocked the twelve Qingling swords several feet away, and the connection between the flying swords was cut off.

The Earthly Evil Sword Formation was broken, and Ling Pengyun, who was driving the sword formation, was not feeling well.

The spiritual power in his body suddenly reversed, and his blood began to surge, and a stream of blood could not help but flow out from the corner of his mouth.

Although the blood flowed, the injury was not serious.

However, the reverse flow of spiritual power in his body gave Ling Pengyun a headache. He quickly mobilized his consciousness and pressed the spiritual power.

Sun Yuan, who was far away, also seized this opportunity and took the opportunity to quickly shoot a small long needle.

Ling Pengyun, who had just suppressed the spiritual power in his body, noticed the attack of the flying needle with his powerful consciousness comparable to the perfect Qi training.

He frowned and quickly mobilized the five water shields that he had previously cast around him, as well as the Xuanshui Shield in his hand to block in front of him.

Although the flying needle that Sun Yuan shot was of the highest grade, a powerful weapon, it had little power left after penetrating the five water shields transformed by magic.

In addition, Ling Pengyun's Xuanshui Shield was a first-grade magic weapon of the highest grade, and was extremely solid.

The flying needle, which had little power left, hit the Xuanshui Shield, and only made a sound of iron hitting.

But before Ling Pengyun could catch his breath, Sun Yuan in the distance threw out several talismans transformed into magic, and a long shuttle magic weapon attacked.

Ling Pengyun frowned when he saw this.

"It's really difficult."

With a silent voice, he quickly summoned a golden talisman from his storage bag and pasted it on his body, which transformed into a golden light curtain to block the incoming spells and the long shuttle magic weapon.

Then, he took out all the five fire blade talismans he bought during this trip to Yunshui Market, injected spiritual power into them, and threw them out directly.

As soon as the five spiritual talismans were thrown out, they transformed into five fire blades in an instant and attacked Sun Yuan in the distance.

At this moment, a huge sword light three meters long suddenly flew from a distance and directly cut Sun Yuan into two pieces. After the flying sword was successful, it quickly retreated.

The sudden change in the situation made Ling Pengyun look shocked, and he hurriedly looked at the place where the flying sword retreated.

Suddenly, he saw a cultivator wearing the Taoist robes of the Bailing Sect Deacon rushing over quickly a mile away.

This cultivator also exuded a foundation-building pressure.

"Foundation-building cultivator." Ling Pengyun was shocked and thought to himself.

In the distance, the cultivator who rushed over was Lin Lan who came to kill and silence him.

During the rush, Lin Lan did not avoid misunderstandings. After killing Sun Yuan, he used the sound transmission technique to appease Ling Pengyun.

"My friend, I am Lin Lan, a foundation-building cultivator of Bailing Sect stationed in Yunshui Market."

"The man I just killed was named Sun Yuan. He was the manager of the weapon hall opened by my Bailing Sect in Yunshui Market. Recently, I found out that this person abused his position as a manager and maliciously sought to kill wealthy cultivators."

"It just so happened that this person went out of the market today, so I followed him to find evidence."

"Now that the evidence is conclusive, I will bring him to justice directly. I hope that my friend will not take this matter to heart."

Hearing this, Ling Pengyun secretly breathed a sigh of relief and bowed to Lin Lan who attacked him to thank him.

"I really want your help, senior."

"No problem." Lin Lan transmitted again.

After a while, he rushed to the body of Sun Yuan, collected the spiritual objects on Sun Yuan, and burned them to ashes with fire. Finally, he threw Sun Yuan's two mother-and-child flying swords to Ling Pengyun, who was a hundred feet away.

"My friend, keep this set of mother-and-child flying swords. I hope you will forget that Sun Yuan killed you."

Ling Pengyun immediately understood what Lin Lan meant when he heard this. He just didn't want the news that the Bailingmen disciple named Sun Yuan killed him today to spread, so as not to ruin the reputation of Bailingmen.

For large sects and forces, reputation is worth hundreds or even thousands of gold. As for how to cash in reputation, it is very simple.

But what surprised Ling Pengyun was that it was more convenient to kill him than to let him keep the secret.

After all, in this world, only the dead can really keep secrets.

Thinking of this, Ling Pengyun felt a chill on his back, and the mother-and-child flying swords thrown by Lin Lan fell to the ground before he could catch them.

Seeing this from a distance, Lin Lan also guessed what Ling Pengyun was thinking and took the initiative to explain.

"Junior Brother Wu Yan, Taoist Companion Sister Yang Siling, Cousin, I dare not attack you."

"If you encounter trouble in the future, you can come to the big courtyard next to Yunshui Mansion in Yunshui Market to find me. As long as you ask, I will definitely help."

After saying this, Lin Lan turned into a breeze again and returned to the direction of Yunshui Market.

Ling Pengyun looked at Lin Lan's leaving figure, his eyes full of suspicion.

"It's only been a year since brother-in-law Wu Yan and cousin got married. It's not surprising that the owner of Yunshui Market, Lin Lan, knows about this as a deacon of Bailingmen."

"But in the year since brother-in-law Wu Yan and cousin got married, I went to Yunshui Market only a few times, and apart from looking for my parents, I rarely had contact with the outside world. I haven't even met the owner of Yunshui Market, Lin Lan, but he knows the relationship between brother-in-law Wu Yan and me. And this time, we rarely encountered such an ambush, so it's strange that Lin Lan still supported me so quickly."

The thoughts were fruitless. Anyway, this matter was not a bad thing, so Ling Pengyun didn't think much about it. After picking up the set of mother-and-child flying swords and the twelve Qingling swords that were knocked to the ground and putting them into the storage bag, he took out the speed eagle that had not yet been sacrificed, stepped up and flew towards Lingyun Mountain again.

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