As soon as Ling Yun was tracked by Diba, he instantly determined that the enemy's strength was above him. He made a quick decision and set the battlefield at the place of the Seven Star Grass.

Then, while running to the river, he neither deliberately lowered his realm nor deliberately showed his strength. Instead, he quickly when he should be fast and slow when he should be slow, pretending that he had not been tracked at all, and easily deceived Diba.

After Di Ba appeared, Ling Yun showed his enemy as weak, and kept dodging Di Ba in a mess, which was to consume Di Ba's physical strength, and to investigate the enemy's reality.

It was not until Ling Yun was truly sure of victory that he changed to defense and took out his first weapon, the magical brush!

Ling Yun used the Tiangang Demon-Subduing Fist to fight against Diba's powerful eagle claw skill to maximize the consumption of Diba's physical strength and internal strength, so that he was not as good as at the beginning in terms of both his attack and his body skills; then he used a magic brush to cut Diba's long snake whip three times, so that he had no weapons to use except a pistol!

Until now, when Diba was completely exhausted, Ling Yun launched his full counterattack, holding a magical brush in his hand, walking the phantom fish and dragon steps, and sprinkling a lot of flying needles at Diba, which was already inconvenient to move like money!

This is the real pain of beating the dog! This is not a must-kill, what is it?

It shouldn't be the earth of eight thousand, and it shouldn't be. Ling Yun shouldn't be allowed to fight him next to Qiyaocao. As long as he can't kill Ling Yun in a short time, he will undoubtedly be the one who dies!

Poor, Diba didn't even know where he lost, so now he could only keep moving and dodging. He panted and avoided the big needle that Ling Yun kept throwing out, exhausted from dealing with it, and was in a mess.

There were hundreds of large needles inserted on Ling Yun's cowhide needle bag. In the end, he even put away the magic brush and directly spread the cowhide needle bag in his hand. He raised his right hand and flew around Diba's body like lightning!

Although there were a few bullets in Diba's pistol, he didn't care about using it now. He had long since lost his hands, and occasionally swept down a few large needles flying towards his body's acupoints. Occasionally, he used the palm wind to slash some large needles.

But even so, Ling Yun used up more than 100 large needles, and Di Ba's body was pierced with more than a dozen large needles, and even three large needles were pierced on his vital acupoints, causing his internal force to fail to operate and his body movement was blocked again!

The divine light in Lingyun's eyes became stronger and stronger, and the fighting spirit became stronger and stronger. The murderous intent was everywhere around his body. His fingers bounced, and he flew out one by one. He did not give Diba any chance to breathe.

He had already seen that Diba had already planned to escape, so after he threw away his pistol at Diba, he no longer used the Phantom Fish and Dragon Step, but used the almost spiritual step of the Wanli Divine Walk, blocking the direction where Diba wanted to escape, and secretly absorbing the spiritual energy released by the Seven Star Grass at all times.

As he controlled the entire battle situation, Ling Yun's momentum and attacked, his harmony became stronger and stronger, while Di Ba was already at the end of his strength. He even lost his energy to escape.

Ling Yun completely turned the situation around. After Di Ba knew that the situation was hopeless, he had made efforts to escape, but Ling Yun refused to let him go.

Ling Yun's body is full of spiritual energy, his body movements are round and perfect. The degree of using the Wanli Divine Walk is faster than that of Di Ba's full-strength leaping, not to mention that he has a flying needle.

No matter which direction Diba is escaping, Ling Yun can use the phantom fish and dragon step when he is about to jump up, and come to the direction he is about to escape like lightning. He swings his hand and stops his body that is about to jump back!

If Ling Yun let Di Ba run away, it would not be a must-kill!

He knew that as long as Diba escaped tonight, he would fall into endless danger. Diba was in the dark and in the light. If there were no Qiyaocao's help, he would have killed a hundred of them!

"It is imminent to improve the realm!" Ling Yun saw that he had almost all his trump cards, and he relied on the spiritual energy of the Seven Star Grass, and had all the mechanisms to do so, so that he could barely take the fate of the enemy in his hands. In fact, he felt very awe-inspiring in his heart.

What Di Ba regrets the most now is that his long snake whip was destroyed by Ling Yun's brush. Otherwise, he wouldn't take Ling Yun's flying needle seriously and sweep it away with a whip, without even needing to avoid it.

"I will be killed by geese all day long! Will my life be destroyed by this 18-year-old boy?!"

Di Ba was unwilling to give up! While sweeping the flying needles with his palms, he thought of the lightning and waited for an opportunity to escape.

But now he was panting like a cow, his steps were heavy and he was filled with lead. Several meridians on his body were blocked again, and he was left with the strength to deal with the big needle. How could he escape?

Suddenly, Diba looked at the river not far away.

Just as Ling Yun flew out two large needles and pinched the needle on the cowhide needle bag again, Diba Yingkong's palm shook off the two large needles flying towards him, and then used all his strength to fly into the river!

For the first time, he handed over his entire back to Ling Yun. Even if he was hit by Ling Yun's flying needle, it didn't matter. Success or failure was the same!

If Di Ba met someone else tonight, even Dugu Mo would have to fight to escape his life. Unfortunately, he met Ling Yun.

Don’t forget that Ling Yun chose the place for the fight. He came here almost every night. He knew the environment here better than anyone else!

A disdainful smile appeared on the corner of Ling Yun's mouth, and the expression that he had known you would have like this appeared in his eyes. He snorted and used the Phantom Fish and Dragon Step to the extreme. At the same time, the magical brush had already been held in his hand again, and his tall and agile body arrived first and instantly came behind Diba!

Little Wuxiang Sword Technique!

"Shit and shit..." Ling Yun followed suit, and his move was like lightning. In an instant, he stabbed four strokes at the vital point of Diba's back!

"Puff..." Flying to the sky, a large mouthful of blood spurted out, and Ling Yun instantly pierced four blood holes on his body, which had been pierced with more than 20 large needles!

Three of them are all the fatal holes of Diba. The most fatal part and Ling Yun's last stroke were pricked on his back!

The heart is cool!

Four blood arrows were instantly splattered from the four small but extremely deep blood holes. At that moment, Diba's body in the air seemed to have become a human-shaped water spray gun, but what was sprayed out of the body was bright red blood!

Before Diba could even say a word, the man had turned into a corpse in mid-air. The corpse flew for a short distance by relying on inertia in mid-air, and then fell to the river with a bang!

Of course, Ling Yun would not be shot on his body by the four blood arrows. After he pierced four strokes like lightning, he no longer cared about Di Ba's body and moved in the air and stood beside the Qi Yaocao Grass in a daze.

"Hu..." Ling Yun looked at Diba's body, with no sadness or joy in his eyes, his face was calm, and he just exhaled a long breath of turbid air.

Ling Yun knew that with Di Ba's strength, his money must be more than the total wealth of Xuan Qi and the others, but he could not take it.

The realm of Di Ba is much higher than Ling Yun. Even if he gives him a little breath, he may escape his life or even hit Ling Yun with a dying blow. In that case, Ling Yun will be greedy for small gains and suffer great losses, and all his previous efforts will be wasted!

Money can be done at any time, but there is only one life. If you want money but not life, that is what a fool does, not Ling Yun’s style!

Ling Yun absorbed the spiritual energy of Qiyaocao grass, adjusted his breath quickly, stared at Diba's still bleeding corpse, and said lightly: "You are a killer, killing people is your profession. If you come and kill me, I won't blame you! So if you are killed by me, I can't blame me for being ruthless!"

It took Ling Yun only five or six minutes to absorb the spiritual energy to its peak state. He did not continue practicing here because he wanted to deal with the body of the ground-breaking eight as soon as possible.

Ling Yun flashed and came to Diba next to Diba, raised his hand and pulled off his mask. Diba was a middle-aged man in his forties. Except for his temples on both sides, he looked ordinary.

He lifted the corpse that had already begun to become stiff with one hand, heading east in the dark night, first leaving the city, then embarked on a thousand miles of magical walk, carrying a remote place without vehicles and pedestrians, circled around Qingshui City, and then came from the southern foot of Longpan Mountain to the place where the sinkhole between Longpan Mountain and Nancui Peak.

Ling Yun stopped in a dense forest that was only a hundred meters away from the sinkhole. After a thorough search of Diba, he wrapped the searched items with his mask and put them in a package. Then he carried Diba and walked forward 60 meters again, throwing them in the direction of the sinkhole!

Seeing Diba's body falling into the bottomless sinkhole, Ling Yun returned to the Qiyao Grass with the package.

He first buried seven or eight blood stains on the ground with soil, and then began to clean up nearly two hundred large needles that fell on the ground.

In order to protect the Qiyaocao grass, Ling Yun can be said to be very cautious. He cleaned the big needles on the ground not to protect the environment, but was afraid that someone would see so many big needles spilled here during the day. When he ran to pick them up, he would break his Qiyaocao grass.

Ling Yun did not put a single big needle back into the cowhide needle bag, but threw it into the river.

It was not until 2:30 in the morning and after everything was handled, Ling Yun sat cross-legged next to Qiyaocao, used his qi to move his energy, and once again successfully pressed the spiritual energy in his body to his dantian, and absorbed it again, and then stood up.

At this time, it was almost four o'clock in the morning, and it was the most sound and mature time for people to sleep.

Ling Yun looked down at his ragged clothes that turned into a strip of cloth, shook his head and smiled bitterly, "I lost a lot this time. I lost two hundred big needles, but I'm sorry for my famous brand!"

After saying that, Ling Yun jumped over the river and came to the road by the river. Then he kept pace and rushed towards the rental house.

After arriving at home in two minutes, Ling Yun jumped into the yard and deliberately made some noise.

"Who?" asked a charming voice alertly.

Ling Yun knew it was Xiao Meimei, so he said lightly: "I."
Chapter completed!