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Ziqian's face was solemn, staring at Wang Qiang and the others, and his hands were tightly holding the Soul Slaying Knife.

Without the Heavenly Absolute Sword, this was already the most powerful attack that Zi Qian could unleash.

Facing a Jindan period powerhouse, Ziqian didn't have a bottom in his heart, he didn't know if the two top-level magic weapons could hurt each other.

After all, the gap between the Jindan stage cultivators and the Gongji stage cultivators can be described as worlds apart.

Wang Qiang gasped, a killing intent flashed in his eyes, and he said, "Zhao Tian was really killed by you."

Zhao Tian has the secret of Sanssouci Bell, and not many people know it, and it just so happens that Wang Qiang is one of them.

If it weren't for Wang Qiang coming and being replaced by another Jindan stage cultivator, even Zhou Xiaoyao wouldn't know the cause of Zhao Tian's death after seeing the worry-free bell.

Ziqian did not deny that at this time, there was always someone who was going to die, and no matter how much justification he had, it would be in vain.

Staring at Wang Qiang, Ziqian said coldly: "Do it! Don't you really want to kill me?"

Wang Qiang laughed and said, "Boy, now that you are arrogant, I think you can be arrogant for a long time?"

The reason why the strength of the cultivators of the Jindan period is so much higher than that of the cultivators of the Gongji period is because of their cultivation, and the other reason is that they have the natal magic weapon, which is fed with essence blood and refined with divine consciousness, although its power is not as good as the top ten top-level magic weapons, but it is not much different.

Of course, there are very few such magic weapons, and there are very few cultivators in the human world who can possess such magic weapons.

Wang Qiang glanced at the magic weapon in front of him, and sneered: "Huangguang glass bottle, you killed countless cultivators back then, today you can die under this magic weapon, and you can be proud of it for a while in the underworld." As soon as he made a move, he took out his natal magic weapon, which shows the degree of caution in this battle.

Ziqian snorted coldly, didn't say anything more, and his figure flashed, appearing in front of Wang Qiang like a ghost.

The Soul Slashing Knife swung in the air and slashed straight at Wang Qiang.

The black light on the knife body flickered, and a black sword light instantly emitted, turning into a sharp sword and shooting directly at Wang Qiang's face.

Wang Qiang's face sank, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.He didn't expect Ziqian's escape technique to be so peculiar, and he could come to him in an instant.Facing the oncoming flying sword, Wang Qiang's figure flashed and took ten steps back, and at the same time, the yellow light glass bottle suddenly enlarged under his control, and the mouth of the bottle went straight to Ziqian, and a huge suction force came out.

Ziqian split the air, and his figure flashed, dodging the suction force.

Wang Qiang's wrist turned, and a magic volley was shot out in the air, and the yellow light glass bottle made a soft sound, which was suddenly amplified.

"Close!"

The mouth of the bottle pointed to Ziqian again, and the suction force emitted by it increased exponentially.

The wind whistled, and the sand and gravel around Ziqian flew straight into the bottle under the huge suction.

The force of the suction is getting bigger and bigger, Ziqian can't even use the Dao technique to escape, and a huge spiritual pressure locks on his body, making him unable to move for half a minute.

Ziqian's face changed, the cultivators of the Jindan period were really powerful, and Wang Qiang's Dao skills were much better than Feng Guang's.

"What should I do?" Ziqian's mind kept flashing with various Taoist techniques, but he vetoed them one by one. Just when he couldn't find a better way to deal with it for a while, the voice of the broken dragon came out, "You stupid, you can't deal with this guy, didn't I teach you immortal arts? Hurry up and show it and kill him."

Ziqian didn't think about that immortal technique, but could the other party stand there and be killed by him?

"That immortal art is at the cost of the true power of the whole body, if the cadre loses him, both of us will die." Ziqian resisted the sucking of the wind and said angrily.

The broken dragon roared angrily, and said angrily: "Pig head, I didn't let you attack that cultivator, but let you control that magic weapon, at least more than eighty percent sure, you can destroy that magic weapon."

"What if you can't destroy it?" Ziqian raised his true power and prepared to do it according to the method of bruises.

Qingji smiled bitterly and said truthfully: "If we can't destroy it, we will die."

After Ziqian heard this, his heart was on fire, and he couldn't help but scold: "Breaking the dragon, this is the way you want to go?"

In the yellow light glass bottle, the suction force is getting bigger and bigger, if Ziqian has no way to resist, he will also be sucked into it after a while.

Qingji sighed and said, "Boy, hurry up and use it, we may not die after it, if we don't use it, we will definitely not live."

Around Wang Qiang, everyone can be said to have different expressions.

Yue Long had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, a look of schadenfreude.

Wei Heng looked nervous, and now he was worried about Ziqian, but the people behind him didn't have too many expressions.

Yu Die's expression was the most complicated, she wanted Wang Qiang to get the Wind Spirit Bead, but she didn't want to see Ziqian die under Wang Qiang's magic weapon.

At this time, Ziqian can be said to be difficult to ride a tiger, after the carefree bell was sacrificed by him, before he exerted its power, he was powerless to continue to control.

Wang Qiang's expression was a little relaxed, there was no bell of the worry-free bell, he thought that Ziqian could not pose a threat to him at all with a soul slaying knife, "Boy, I see how long you can hold on." He still knows a little about the characteristics of the Soul Slashing Knife, as long as he dodges the sword attack, he will not be afraid.

With a movement of his wrist, Wang Qiang once again played a magic decision, his face was slightly pale, and the use of the Dao technique in the yellow light glass bottle also consumed his true power extremely much.

In the storage bag, a medicine bottle flew out, Wang Qiang didn't look at it, and poured it all into his mouth.

After chewing a few times and taking his stomach, Wang Qiang's complexion returned to the same as before, with a faint smile on his face.

Feeling that the suction power in the yellow light glass was increasing wildly, Ziqian let out a low sigh, and the true power of his whole body was instantly entered into the soul slaying knife.

The huge true power entered the knife, and the soul slaying knife made a buzzing sound, and a dazzling black light suddenly emitted from the knife, and the light was shining in all directions, making people unable to open their eyes for a while.

With a flash of light, it disappeared into the blade, and the soul slaying knife returned to its original appearance.

Seeing the strange appearance on the Soul Slaying Knife, Wang Qiang didn't seem to be worried, and sneered: "Do you think you can hurt me like this?"

In the raging wind, Ziqian simply raised the Soul Slashing Knife and looked at Wang Qiang coldly, his eyes full of killing intent.

Wang Qiang was looked at by this look, and suddenly felt like a mang on his back.

Yue Long frowned, always feeling that something was wrong, and said in a low voice: "Uncle Shi, do you want us to make a move."

Wang Qiang snorted coldly, as if he was extremely dissatisfied with Yue Long's words, "What, do you think I can't solve him as a cultivator of the Rotation Period?"

Yue Long's face sank, and he hurriedly said, "Junior, that's not what I mean."

"Hmph!" Wang Qiang waved his hand and said, "If you don't mean that, don't talk nonsense, look at Uncle Shi and how I clean him up."

Watching Zi Qian raise the Soul Slashing Knife, although Wang Qiang was relaxed on the surface, he was also extremely vigilant in his heart.If the sword attacked him, he would never resist, as long as he dodged, Zi Qian would definitely die.Ling Tianqi's blow before he died, the power was definitely not small, he could kill Zhao Tian, and his ability was definitely more than that.

Ziqian let out a low snort, suddenly gave up his strength to resist, let the wind suck his body, and the soul slashing knife in his hand slashed at Wang Qiang in the air.

Wang Qiang knew that Ziqian was making the last struggle, smiled coldly, and flashed to the side with his escape technique.

Seeing Wang Qiang dodge away, Ziqian also smiled, and the soul slashing knife he waved suddenly disguised himself and swung it at the magic weapon.

The pitch-black sword light emanated from the soul slashing knife, turned into a dot of ink, and suddenly flew into the mouth of the bottle.

The knife entered the mouth of the bottle, and the suction force suddenly dissipated without a trace, and Ziqian's sucking body fell from the air.

In order not to let everyone see the abnormality, he used the unique muscle strength of the martial cultivator to spin his body in the air, falling straight down, standing firmly on the ground, splashing bursts of dust.

The Soul Slashing Knife pointed at the ground, and Ziqian stood like a statue, looking coldly at Wang Qiang who was ten meters away.

Falling suddenly, the meridians of his whole body were numb, Ziqian couldn't move at all, if someone made a move on him at this time, he had to be undoubted.

However, this scene is very different in the eyes of everyone, and even Wang Qiang thinks that Ziqian still has the strength to fight.

The yellow light glass bottle was suspended in the air, and the yellow light on the bottle dimmed, obviously that blow broke the Dao technique in the bottle.

Wang Qiang didn't continue to cast the spell, since Ziqian could break it once, then there was a possibility of a second time, "Boy, how did you break the Tai Chi Yin and Yang Technique in the bottle?"

Ziqian didn't answer, he smiled lightly, his eyes full of disdain.

Wang Qiang was furious, and a magic duel hit the yellow light glass bottle, and he just wanted to continue to perform the Taoist technique in the bottle, but he heard the sound of porcelain breaking.

"Click, click......"

The sound echoed in the agitated silence of the formation, and everyone could hear it clearly.

For a while, everyone couldn't help but raise their heads, looked at the yellow light glass bottle in the air, and were surprised to find that there were more and more cracks on the bottle.

The yellow light glass bottle was broken, and it actually turned into pieces under Ziqian's blow.

"Flutter!"

Wang Qiang's body was in a trance, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and his face became much older in an instant.

Although the natal magic weapon is very powerful, after it is destroyed, the price borne by the caster is also extremely huge.

The light is to reduce the longevity, and the worst is to be unconscious on the spot.

Wang Qiang obviously belonged to the former, but even so, his face was unusually pale, his hands trembled slightly, and he still had the appearance of a Jindan stage cultivator.

When the natal magic weapon was destroyed, Wang Qiang was furious and shouted angrily: "Kill him for me." Another mouthful of blood spurted out, and the ground in front of him was stained red with blood.

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