Starting My Cultivation With Time Management

Two sword lights suddenly separated the sea surface, and the sea water was torn apart like a white piece of training.

Ling Yunpo was quickly climbing up the height, when An Zhisu grabbed his arm and pulled him away.

From the mouth of Jiaolong, who was chasing after him, the high-pressure water stream that was sharp as a knife spit out, wiping Ling Yunpo's scalp.

Even after shooting into the air, Ling Yunpo was still aware of the extreme sharpness in the water, with a terrifying power that would tear everything apart.

If this hits him, even if he takes the risk of exposure and uses the divine fire cover to defend himself, he may not be able to block the blow!

The gap between the Golden Core Realm and the Foundation Establishment Realm, the realm cultivation base, is so big that it makes people desperate.

He had been deliberate and deliberate for a long time, and then he used the sneak attack to restrain the dragon's arctic lightning and hit the dragon, but he still failed to kill the opponent.

However, the other party can arbitrarily use the magical powers of demons, and use dense water arrows to launch saturation blows towards this side. Even if I and my senior sister managed to dodge countless times, as long as they were hit once, they would fall on the spot...

There is no chance of winning in this battle, so you have to run away!

As soon as the thought flashed in his mind, there was a warm fragrance of nephrite jade in his arms - Senior Sister An hugged him from the front, Shuangjiang Jianguang was urged to the extreme, and began to perform ultra-high frequency irregular direction changes.

Ling Yunpo barely held back his dizziness, and quickly turned his head and glanced back.

Then I saw that in addition to the two injured Flood Dragons, there were more white-scaled Flood Dragons that were disturbed, chasing after breaking through the sea from a distance, densely packed and overwhelming, at least hundreds of them at a glance!

If this is caught up by hundreds of Jindan-level dragons, it would be better to kill yourself with flying swords on the spot! Die happier!

Ling Yun took a deep breath and let An Zhisu drag him to various ultra-high maneuvering flights. He just used all his true essence to mobilize the sea of ​​​​Qi and urgently recharge the Wanli Water Vessel Magic Rune.

Finally finished charging! Ling Yunpo was about to urge Fu Lu, when An Zhisu suddenly stopped in front of him again, and then he was hit by a huge force, and Ling Yunpo was knocked into the air.

This collision caused Ling Yun to break his whole body, and his stomach almost turned overturned.

He endured the pain, and after activating the Wanli Water Vessel Divine Rune Talisman, the figures of the two suddenly disappeared in place.

In the next second, a large number of water arrows that were so dense that they could not be distinguished submerged the original location of the two like a torrent.

About a dozen Flood Dragons rushed here, stared at the golden vertical pupils and glanced around, and then roared in dragon language:

"The two human monks ran away!"

"Get them back!"

"Hurry up and inform the Holy Envoy!"

"The plan is at the last minute and must not be changed!"

Thousands of dragon roars mixed together, shaking the entire sea area with waves of dozens of meters, and the world trembled and changed color.

While the sky was spinning, Ling Yunpo and An Zhisu had appeared in a valley, standing in a waist-deep pool.

The scenery here is beautiful, and there are no monsters in the field of vision.

Ling Yunpo grabbed An Zhisu, but found that Senior Sister's body was weak and weak, and she couldn't even stand.

And on her back, the broken immortal sword fragments were embedded in it, dyeing her whole body into blood.

Ling Yunpo was so frightened that he quickly tested her breath.

Fortunately, not dead, some rescue.

For practitioners, physical damage is the easiest to deal with, far less terrifying than the toxins, curses of demons, or some poisonous magic arts that are known to be difficult to deal with.

Ling Yunpo found a house nearby. It was fully furnished with all kinds of furniture, but there was no trace of human habitation.

After confirming that there were no traps in Kunlun Mirror, he put An Zhisu on the bed, then carefully removed her upper body clothes and pulled out all the fragments of the immortal sword embedded in it.

Looking at the distribution of the fragments and the angle of penetration, it should be that the senior sister tried to stop her in front of her for protection, and at the same time manipulated the flying sword to intercept the water arrows behind her. As a result, the flying sword could not withstand the magic power of hundreds of dragons and was shattered. It was then embedded in her body.

Of course, if it hadn't been blocked with the flying sword, Senior Sister An's body would not be able to directly deal with these attacks... Wait, what is this flying sword?

Ling Yunpo picked up a blood-stained fragment and placed it in front of his eyes to identify it carefully.

Frostfall Sword...

In order to buy time for herself to activate the talisman, Senior Sister An sacrificed her natal sword, the Frost Falling Sword, which is not good.

According to the essence of Shushan Yujianshu, the sword of life is linked with the sword fairy's own popularity, so all aspects of the ability have great bonuses.

However, the destruction of the sword of life is like a broken arm to the sword fairy, which will inevitably lead to the stagnation of the realm and the regression of the cultivation base.

The stagnation of the realm means that no matter how much you breathe out and refine your qi in the short term, you will not be able to continue to improve the realm.

If the cultivation base is going backwards, it is usually able to exert 100% of its power, but now it may only be able to exert 40% of its power.

Thinking of this, Ling Yunpo stared blankly at the senior sister who was still unconscious on the bed, her face gloomy and uncertain.

The recovery time required for the natal sword to be damaged varies from person to person. It can be as short as two or three months, or as long as six months or a year, and there will be no sequelae after recovery.

However, for Sword Immortals, losing his life sword is as simple as losing a sword?

The Frostfall Sword has been warmly raised by the senior sister for a long time, it can be said that it is like an arm. Even if she finds another Tier 10 flying sword for Senior Sister, how can she get used to it in a short period of time?

Even if you are accustomed to the new immortal sword, what about the way of the sword? It's impossible to be the same as the way of Frostfall Sword. The seal on this sword has changed, so shouldn't the matching swordplay also change?

What's more, let alone swordsmanship, the battle plan that Sword Immortal is accustomed to may have to be overturned and restarted... The negative impact on Sword Immortal itself is far from being eliminated in a few years.

Oh, sister.

Ling Yunpo felt an indescribable emotion and guilt. I don't need to mention the reason why I was moved. Senior sister sacrificed herself to save herself. No matter how ruthless and righteous people are, I'm afraid they can't help but be moved.

As for the guilt~www.wuxiamtl.com~, it was because she had too many trump cards that she didn't use in order to conceal her identity, which made her sister choose self-sacrifice.

Not to mention, just the overwhelming water arrows of the Flood Dragons, just need Luo Yan to drive the Five Elements Extinction Divine Light of the day after tomorrow... What about the Golden Core Rank? The Five Elements Divine Light is an immortal method!

Of course, such a secret thought could only be kept deep in Ling Yunpo's heart.

What An Zhisu was willing to pay for was Ling Yunpo, the little junior brother who had worshipped under the gate of Qingluo Peak.

As for a spy and traitor who deliberately infiltrated Shushan just to get the fragments of the Heaven-repairing Stone... Until she can't be sure of her attitude, it's better for this person not to appear.

Thinking of this, Ling Yunpo shed a few tears, held An Zhisu's slender hand in his hand, and cried out sadly:

"Sister!"

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