Zhang Yan is also a cultivator in the late stage of Qi refining, and in the final analysis, he is also a monk of the same realm as Liu Xiaoyuan.

Seeing Liu Xiaoyuan so arrogant, it is strange that Zhang Yan is not angry. A kid who had just stepped into the late stage of Qi refining was so arrogant, he didn't know how thick the sky was.

Zhang Yan thought in his heart, seeing that Liu Xiaoyuan was so young, so in Zhang Yan's opinion, Liu Xiaoyuan was a monk who had just stepped into the late stage of qi refining, and compared to him, a monk who had stepped into the late stage of qi refining for more than ten years, it was not at the same level at all.

Before, the reason why Zhang Yan swallowed his anger was because he didn't want to do it unless he had to, because even if Liu Xiaoyuan had just stepped into the late stage of qi refining, if he fought with his life, he Zhang Yan would not be easy to deal with.

The so-called killing 3,000 enemies and self-loss of 800 is not a good deal.

But now that I see Liu Xiaoyuan so deceitful, Zhang Yan is uncle can bear it, but aunt can't bear it, even if he fights to lose 800 himself, he will kill Liu Xiaoyuan.

"Boy, you should have just stepped into the late stage of qi refining, right?" Zhang Yan asked coldly.

Liu Xiaoyuan nodded and admitted: "Yes, what's wrong? I only stepped into the late stage of qi refining in the past two days, what's wrong?"

Hearing Liu Xiaoyuan's words, he confirmed that the conjecture in his heart was correct, and Zhang Yan's confidence was even stronger, he was a rookie who had just stepped into the late stage of qi refining, and his foundation was not stable, so he dared to come out to show off his might, he was really looking for death.

Zhang Yan said coldly: "I don't have any opinion, but I like to stifle geniuses and nip them in the bud!"

For Liu Xiaoyuan to step into the realm of the late stage of qi refining at a young age, Zhang Yan had to admire the other party's talent, thinking that he Zhang Yan had lived a long time and stayed in the realm of the late stage of qi refining, which was really more popular than people.

Therefore, Zhang Yan made up his mind to kill Liu Xiaoyuan, on the one hand, Liu Xiaoyuan angered him just now, and on the other hand, he was also jealous.

"Oh, then let's see if you have what it takes. Liu Xiaoyuan spread his hands out, looking indifferent.

That is contempt, as if to tell Zhang Yan that in my eyes, you Zhang Yan is not the same.

Seeing Liu Xiaoyuan's appearance, Zhang Yan was even more furious, this was despised by others, looking for death!

"Boy, then I'll let you see what I'm capable of!" Zhang Yan roared angrily, stopped talking nonsense, and directly used his magical powers, and a magic weapon appeared in Zhang Yan's hand.

This magic weapon is a spear with a silver glittering head and a cold air that seems to pierce through the hardest thing in the world.

The body of the gun is pitch black, which contrasts sharply with the silver head.

This spear is an intermediate magic weapon, and it is the best magic weapon in Zhang Yan's hands, and it is with this magic weapon that Zhang Yan has defeated some masters of the same level as himself.

Therefore, Zhang Yan proudly gave his gun a name, called the Gun of Constant Victory. The meaning is obvious, that is, as long as he Zhang Yan holds this ever-winning gun, he is a perennial general.

As soon as the spear of constant victory was in his hand, Zhang Yan held the black gun body in both hands and shook it a few times, as if to warn Liu Xiaoyuan, boy, let you taste the power of my spear of constant victory.

"Sweep away thousands of troops!" Zhang Yan shouted, and General Chang Sheng threw the spear in his hand in front of Liu Xiaoyuan. The spear of Chang Sheng was as if it had been grabbed, and it swept thousands of troops at Liu Xiaoyuan's head with one move, and the speed was like lightning.

Ye Qiming, who was kneeling on the ground, saw that his master was about to go crazy, and immediately rolled to the side.

For Zhang Yan's attack, Liu Xiaoyuan had already taken precautions, and if he swept through the thousands of troops with that move, he might be injured.

Zhang Yan was a little surprised to see that his move did not hurt Liu Xiaoyuan. But when he thought that the other party was a monk in the late stage of qi refining, he was also relieved.

If the monks in the late stage of Qi refining can't even resist their own moves, wouldn't it be too watery, and they would be a big parallel commodity.

"Boy, eat me again!" Zhang Yan sneered, urging the spear of constant victory with all his strength to attack Liu Xiaoyuan.

"Flying in the sky!"

The Spear of Constant Victory spun in the air, like a big net, enveloping Liu Xiaoyuan in it, once covered by this huge net, it would be crushed into pieces.

Zhang Yan's face showed a smug look, this was his own proud work, and many monks were defeated by his move. Some of the monks who competed with him would surrender as soon as they saw him perform this trick.

Therefore, in Zhang Yan's opinion, he used the trick of flying in the sky to deal with Liu Xiaoyuan, a monk who had just stepped into the late stage of qi refining, Liu Xiaoyuan must not have the strength to fight back.

Faced with Zhang Yan's move, although Liu Xiaoyuan felt the danger, it was not enough to make him scared.

If Liu Xiaoyuan wanted to escape, Liu Xiaoyuan could completely escape before this trick enveloped him.

The reason why Liu Xiaoyuan didn't choose to compare the edge was because Liu Xiaoyuan wanted to try the power of the Feiyun Sword and see if the Feiyun Sword could defeat Zhang Yan's spear.

Of course, in Liu Xiaoyuan's own opinion, he must be able to defeat, otherwise Liu Xiaoyuan would not be here stupidly waiting for the attack of the spear of constant victory.

"Feiyun Sword!" Liu Xiaoyuan burst out, and the Feiyun Sword came out in response, and under Liu Xiaoyuan's control, it immediately slashed towards the ever-winning spear like a meteor.

As soon as the two magic weapons collided, there was a loud sound, like a bomb exploding.

The two magic weapons collided together, and the energy fluctuations generated immediately spread in all directions, blowing a gust of wind, blowing Liu Xiaoyuan's hairstyle and breaking all the thatch around him.

"Click!" Then, I heard a crisp sound of metal breaking, and I don't know whose magic weapon broke.

Zhang Yan laughed: "Boy, this sword of yours doesn't seem to be good at all." ”

In Zhang Yan's opinion, the magic weapon of the break must be Liu Xiaoyuan's flying sword, not his own winning spear.

Liu Xiaoyuan didn't believe that his Feiyun Sword was so watery, so when he heard Zhang Yan's words, Liu Xiaoyuan immediately sensed it with his divine sense, and found that his Feiyun Sword was intact, and there was no damage on the sword.

Since his Feiyun Sword was intact, the result was self-evident, that is, Zhang Yan's spear was damaged.

"Oh, is it?" Liu Xiaoyuan looked at the other party with a grin, "Are you so confident?"

Hearing Liu Xiaoyuan's words, and seeing Liu Xiaoyuan's expression again, an ominous premonition suddenly enveloped Zhang Yan's whole person.

Could it be that his Spear of Constant Victory was damaged? Impossible, his Spear of Constant Victory was an intermediate-level magic weapon, how could it be damaged? Impossible, absolutely impossible.

(End of chapter)