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- At this moment, the entire Poisonous Mist Swamp appeared in Li Fengdu's inner world as a dark picture, and the scope of this map was still expanding.
It was a simplified map, and it was a map that Li Fengdu forcibly drew in his mental world based on his own understanding of the poisonous mist swamp.
But at this moment, there are countless white dots rising on this map, densely packed, tens of thousands, and these white dots are moving.
"The mind is the map, and thousands of poisonous snakes are the guide. As long as one of the poisonous snakes finds you, your coordinates will be instantly locked by me. I will see how you escape!"
Li Feng said as if he had a chance to win at the moment.
It turned out that the whistle that Li Fengdu blew just now was the soul-absorbing technique of Huangquan Poison Sect, which is a method specially used to control and communicate poisons. This method does not belong to the scope of martial arts, but a kind of sorcery.
?With the help of soul-hunting technique, Li Feng has attracted thousands of poisonous snakes. After communicating and ordering, he split his martial arts aura into one in an instant and scattered it into thousands of strands.
As a result, every ray of breath is entrenched on every poisonous snake, and then through his natural induction of his own martial arts breath and the spiritual world, he observes the changes of these breaths.
Once one of the poisonous snakes found Bu Feifan, that poisonous snake would die on its own according to Li Fengdu's original order.
In this way, the death of the poisonous snake will inevitably cause the breath left by Li Fengdu on the poisonous snake to dissipate. In this way, a certain white spot on the map in Li Fengdu's mental world will disappear accordingly.
Then Li Fengdu can roughly judge Bu Feifan's position from the position of the disappearing white dot almost instantly. Once the position is determined, as long as a little searching, Bu Feifan must be doomed!
Time passed slowly, like a drop of water sliding down a funnel, one drop at a time.
Li Feng, who crossed his knees and closed his eyes, suddenly trembled, but saw a certain white spot on the map disappear.
"Has it really been discovered?"
Li Feng laughed sinisterly, but he didn't immediately move to chase away, but sank down and continued to observe.
Later, several white spots disappeared.
Li Fengdu finally stood up.
"Judging from the position and speed at which the white dot disappeared, the target is obviously moving rapidly. At this position, are you fleeing northwest?"
Li Fengdu showed a ferocious smile on the corner of his mouth. No one is more familiar with the Poison Mist Swamp than the people from the Poison Sect of Huangquan.
Perhaps for the miasma of the poisonous mist swamp, it is easy for outsiders to lose their way, but it is not the case for the people of the Netherworld Poison Sect, let alone the elder Li Fengdu.
Even with his eyes closed, Li Feng could accurately locate every location in the Poison Mist Swamp.
Bu Feifan's position and direction were determined, and Li Fengdu immediately stood up from the ground, his body exploded like a magic cloud, and he rose into the sky with billowing black air.
But judging from the direction he went, it was not the place where the white dot disappeared in his mental world.
"The old man will stop you first in the direction you are going, and then the old man will want to see your expression. Speaking of which, the old man is looking forward to your appearance at that moment, Jie Jie Jie Jie!"
The reference objects on both sides retreated rapidly, and Bu Feifei was as fast as lightning all the way, as if galloping like lightning. He not only maintained his speed, but also focused his attention on the underground terrain.
After constantly avoiding hidden swamps and underground dangers, Bu Feifan's speed did not slow down, he jumped up non-stop, and galloped with the help of powerful speed inertia.
Half an hour later, Bu Feifan appeared in a stone forest.
The rocks here are densely covered, and each piece of rock is inserted into the ground like a sharp sword, as sharp as a knife.
It was like a maze, and Bu Feifei kept running around in it.
The soles of the feet stepped on the ground and cracked the ground, but it was not the soft mud like other places, but hard as iron. The terrain here is very special.
After sizing it up a bit, Bu Feifan suddenly shot straight in, and fell into the shadow of a boulder.
He paused there. At this moment, sweat was profuse on his forehead, and his breathing was a little short, but it was the result of a long and exhausting journey.
"It should be out of danger for the time being"
Bu Feifan relaxed slightly in his heart, looked around, and sat down cross-legged in the shadow of the rock without feeling dirty.
He pinched the seal with both hands, which was the fingerprint of a sword formula.
Not long after, a thin dense mist rose from his head. The mist changed, sometimes misty, sometimes condensed into a human shape, sometimes dispersed, and sometimes condensed into a sword shadow.
soRepeat, repeat the process over and over again.
At the same time, Bu Feifan's eyes were half-opened and half-closed, a ghostly shadow overflowing with sword energy slowly emerged from the depth of the half-opened pupil, and a figure emerged from the other eye.
The left eye is a person, the right eye is a sword, and one person and one sword are condensed in the two pupils.
This is a sign that Bu Feifan is using the internal strength of the Emperor Sword Art. With the use of the Yitian sword drawing technique, coupled with the constant rush, Bu Feifan's internal energy is too consumed, and his internal energy is unsustainable.
At this moment, he was meditating cross-legged, but he was recovering his internal strength through the Emperor Sword Art.
At the same time, his mind was icy cold, and a mercury-like icy breath ran through his mind, making his brain more calm and clear.
The spiritual sword energy of Taishang Xiujianjue hovered from the Lingtai of Zifu, continuously shining on that acupoint, and shining brightly on Niwan Palace.
The sword energy of Taishang Xiujianjue is obscure, so there is no need to talk about it.
However, the Emperor Sword Art may be too domineering. Even though Bu Feifan has tried his best to shrink the overflow of internal energy, there is still a trace of the unique sword way of the Emperor Sword Art leaked out.
Bu Feifei thought it was not a big deal, even if he wanted to restrain himself, he didn't care too much.
Over the poisonous mist swamp, a knife-shaped airflow broke through the space and moved forward rapidly. However, when passing through the stone forest below, the knife-shaped airflow suddenly stopped.
Then there was a light sigh.
"Huh, sword energy?"
As a master of the way of the sword, he is extremely sensitive to the sword energy, because the sword is an old enemy, and the two are born to restrain each other, and they are also born to be compatible. They are very similar, but they have taken two paths to their extremes.
"It's that kid!"
The knife-shaped airflow spread out, and a figure slowly appeared in the midair, landing straight down.
The falling speed of the figure was very busy, as if it was uncertain, and at the same time, it seemed to be sensing the specific direction of the sword energy.
After a while, the martial artist who controlled the sword energy suddenly accelerated, as if he had locked the position of the sword energy, and immediately turned into a sword like a horse training and blasted heavily into the ground.
Piercing the clouds and cracking the stones, the stones shocked the sky, and the entire stone forest changed suddenly, causing a huge noise.
Bu Feifan immediately shook his body, quickly dissipated his power, and stood up from cross-legged in an instant. His eyes were like lightning, and he looked in front of the sound, but saw a burly figure walking slowly amidst the rubble
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