The siege from the Yin Gui Dao monks is much more difficult to deal with than those from the Nascent Soul monks of neutral sects.

Not only are they well-organized and disciplined, they also possess many different kinds of strange spells. Even though Ling Yunpo's cultivation is now far superior to his peers, he dare not say that he will definitely capsize in the ditch.

Therefore, the strategy adopted by Ling Yunpo this time was to let A Jing use his ultimate move to teleport, so that the opponent would be confused as to "how on earth did he disappear".

Of course, this strategy can only deceive the opponent for a while. As long as the secret realm is still transmitting the location, the opponent will regroup sooner or later and pursue us relentlessly.

Ling Yunpo began to rush forward at a speed as fast as that of a man and sword. The sword light tore through the air, producing a violent sonic boom and shock wave.

"Master Sword Master, why are you flying so fast?" Su Mingjian asked curiously, "Are you using this method to shake off the pursuers?"

"However, the secret realm will send a message every once in a while to inform the location of the Sword Master."

"If we keep running away like this, our true energy will soon be exhausted, right?"

"Of course we can't keep running away." Ling Yunpo said with a chuckle, "This is a tactic. Do you understand the tactic? Oh, I forgot. As a sword, of course you don't understand it."

Su Mingjian was silent for a moment, and suddenly he could understand how Kunlun Jing felt when facing this guy.

It suppressed its dissatisfaction and impatience, and continued to ask curiously:

"Then, wise Sword Master, can you explain it to me?"

"Just watch..." Ling Yunpo said this, then suddenly braked to stop his momentum and then stayed where he was.

"Mirror, scan it."

After a while, Kunlun Mirror suddenly said:

"Three people came... Was this within your expectations?"

"This is the weakness of an organized pursuit team." Ling Yunpo laughed, "As long as I am fast enough, so fast that most cultivators cannot catch up, then the cultivators with a fast enough speed will be separated from the rest."

"If they were an unorganized team, these monks would find themselves separated from the main force and would surely worry about being defeated one by one by me, so they would deliberately slow down and stop chasing."

"But the other party is a cultivator of the Yin Gui Dao, so the commander will definitely order these people to speed up their pursuit and try to entangle me so that the large force behind can catch up and besiege me."

"So that's how it is." Kunlun Mirror also suddenly realized.

If these people can entangle Ling Yunpo, then this tactic will naturally be feasible... The question is, can you entangle him?

Don't underestimate this guy's strength!

The three elders of the Yin Gui Dao who were chasing from behind reacted extremely quickly after discovering Ling Yunpo's figure in front of them.

First they quickly stopped the charge, then one of them activated a defensive magic weapon, using some kind of cloud-like magic weapon to surround the three people, and another one waved his hands and spit out many strange ghost shadows from his sleeves, trying to come over and restrain Ling Yunpo.

There was another person who made Taoist gestures with his hands and scattered many formation flags around... This guy actually dared to set up the formation in front of him, it seems that he is very confident in the methods of his other two companions.

Ling Yunpo sneered, and the Thunder Sword and the Ten Thousand Bamboo Sword shot out from both sides at the same time. The former held the sword horizontally to intercept the ghost shadow, and the latter directly transformed into thousands of swords and stabbed at the three people.

As a result, the Thunder Sword chopped a few times, and although it seemed to hurt the ghost, the opponent was extremely resilient and continued to restrain the Thunder Sword with its broken body. It was obviously a ghost that was specifically designed to restrain swordsmanship.

The clone of Wanzhu Sword pierced into the clouds and mist, and was quickly annihilated. The sense was cut off, and no one knew what had destroyed it.

Ling Yunpo raised his eyebrows in surprise, thinking that these three people dared to come here alone to entangle me. They were indeed targeting the usual tactics of the Shushan Sword Immortal.

However, this level is not good enough!

He made a gesture with his sword, and the Wanzhu Sword turned around, and the Taiyin Suming Sword quickly shot forward.

Seeing the divine sword suddenly attacking, the three Yin Gui Dao elders were shocked and frightened, and hurriedly used all kinds of defensive measures - especially the guy who set up the formation, who shook off all the remaining formation flags almost in an instant, and then frantically pinched the Taoist formulas as if he was making seals, and quickly activated the formation.

Wherever the Taiyin Suming Sword swept past, all the ghost shadows instantly turned to ashes.

Then the sword pierced into the clouds, making a harsh sound like nails scratching a blackboard. Countless sparks flew out from the sword, as if millions of blades were rubbing violently on it.

The seemingly soft and light clouds actually concealed such a heavy murderous intent!

But the Taiyin Su Ming Sword was not damaged at all. It just endured the damage from the cutting and friction and continued to kill the three Yin Gui Dao elders.

However, due to the cutting obstruction of the cloud and mist magic weapon, the speed of the sword was inevitably slowed down. The Yin Guidao elder who was setting up the formation finally completed the arrangement and started it.

In an instant, the entire area covered by the clouds seemed to have undergone some kind of imperceptible distortion.

The Taiyin Suming Sword was still shooting towards the three Yin Guidao elders, but its speed was getting slower and slower... It was obvious that it would not hit them.

"Master Sword Master?" Su Mingjian asked through sensing the energy.

"Yes, it should be the Small Sumeru Formation." Ling Yunpo said calmly, "A simplified version of the Mustard Seed Sumeru Formation, which can stretch the space."

"This formation is usually set up at the entrance to a secret cave to keep out unwanted outsiders."

"So I am the outsider?" Su Mingjian said irritably, "I can't do anything with this kind of spatial means, you better think of a solution quickly!"

"Humph." Ling Yunpo sneered, "These evil cult villains are really well prepared."

"The Taoist methods, magic weapons, and formations that I carefully selected are all methods designed to defeat a sword immortal like me... What a pity, under the absolute crushing power, everything is vain!"

He made a series of sword gestures in his hand, and the Su Ming Sword quickly changed direction.

The direction the sword was pointing in was actually some empty area, but the elder who was in charge of the formation changed his expression slightly, and hurriedly made hand gestures with his eyes dizzy, quickly adjusting the structure of the formation.

Lingyun's sword-breaking technique changed again, and the Taiyin Suming sword turned around and shot towards another uninhabited place.

As his sword techniques changed, the elder's expression became more and more interesting, from nervousness to fear to despair. Finally, there was a click, and the Taiyin Suming sword swept across an open space, but another severed formation flag fell from the sky.

The area covered by clouds and mist changed again. The original incongruous sense of distortion had disappeared. It was obvious that the formation had been completely broken.

Ling Yunpo sneered unabashedly, thinking to himself, you dare to show off your skills in front of me with just this little trick?

Your formation doesn't even have a cauldron to suppress it. It relies entirely on formation flags to maintain its structure. However, as a magical weapon, formation flags are far inferior to cauldrons and have basically no defensive power. Can't they be broken easily?

He made a final merciless gesture, and the Taiyin Suming sword was like a stream of light, piercing through the three Yin Guidao elders who could not resist, killing them and turning them into white light.