In the stunned eyes of the monks, Xiong Qidi, who had an excellent demeanor, was also full of astonishment, and muttered to himself in a low voice: "These are all my lines, why did you let you say it?"

And when he came back to his senses, his cold gaze suddenly fixed on Yan Batian's body, and his two fists were clenched tightly, making a chilling squeak.

"A waste who relies on the family to set up an eagle and lead a dog, killing you is as easy as killing a chicken, and the consequence of being sharp and sharp is just to make yourself suffer a little more!"

Xiong Qidi sneered at the moment, and there was a faint disdain in his cold voice.

"Hmph, are all the monks of the Xiong family the same, faceless and skinless? You are also the same as your sister who is known as the little demon girl, if your words can kill people, you will not be knocked to the ground by Yan'er's punch, and you will lie still like a dead dog!"

Yan Batian looked at Xiong Qidi, and also sneered, for such a person whose eyes are above the top, he has long been unpleasant.

Hearing this, Xiong Qidi's eyes suddenly became as cold as a poisonous snake, and a touch of cruelty appeared on his face.

Yan Batian's words really made him unable to tell, Xiong Xiyue was arrogant in front of the fight, but she was defeated by Yan Feiyan with one move, in this matter, the Xiong family was indeed embarrassed.

At this moment, on the fighting field, the eyes of many monks looked at the ring, and when some people's eyes swept over Yan Batian, who was already seriously injured and couldn't stand up, they all frowned, then shook their heads, and muttered: "This Yan Batian really doesn't know whether to live or die." ”

Seeing that Xiong Qidi was speechless for a while, he was so angry that his face was red and his neck was thick, Li Xuyang also shook his head secretly, he wanted him to have the upper hand in words, how could he think that it would be such a result, so he had to cough a few times, and Lang Lang said: "Now I announce that the third ring match between the Xiong and Yan families has officially begun!"

As soon as Li Xuyang's words fell, Yan Batian suddenly felt an amazing aura, rising from Xiong Qidi's side, and couldn't help but look up in a little surprise.

I saw that Xiong Qidi's hand, which was surrounded by a defensive shield, was shining with golden light, and a golden giant sword slowly rose and floated in mid-air. And the aura that soars to the sky comes from this sword!

"The best spirit sword!"

Yan Batian's face changed slightly, under normal circumstances, the most cultivators in the Qi cultivation period use medium-grade spiritual weapons, and only a few monks in the late stage of foundation building can have and use top-grade spiritual weapons, with the strength of the ninth layer of Xiong Qidi's Qi cultivation period, it is difficult to control the top-grade spiritual weapons.

"You kid isn't feeling good at this moment, right?" Yan Batian sneered in his heart, "Using a spiritual weapon that is beyond your own ability to control in front of me, it's really self-defeating, I don't know whether I live or die, it seems that this battle will end soon!"

Thinking like this, the corners of Yan Batian's mouth hooked up with a terrifying killing intent. Xiong Qidi used such a powerful superlend spiritual weapon as soon as he came on the field, it was obvious that he wanted to kill him with one blow, so there was no need for him to pretend to keep his hand.

At this time, although Xiong Qidi's face was pale, he was very unhappy in his heart, "Yan Batian! you have taken advantage of your tongue for a while, but you will get the end of being chopped into meat sauce, and even your mother will not recognize you at that time!"

Xiong Qidi desperately urged the mana to inject into the floating superlative golden giant sword, and the superlative golden giant sword was also desperately extracting the mana in his body, endlessly, endlessly, and he couldn't stop at all, and he had a posture of not sucking him dry without giving up.

At this time, Xiong Qidi secretly screamed bitterly, and cursed while suffering, "This superb spirit sword is really not easy to control, it is clearly a deadly vampire!"

However, when about two-thirds of the mana in his body was extracted, the supreme golden giant sword finally stopped frantically absorbing mana, became calm, and the control returned to Xiong Qidi's hands again.

"Yan Batian, you!"

With a cruel smile and a loud shout, Xiong Qidi did not hesitate at all, and with a finger of his hand, the superb golden giant sword immediately shot out, heading straight towards Yan Batian, who was still sitting cross-legged on the ground.

The best golden giant sword is good in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it becomes a giant sword phantom several feet long, surrounded by aura, golden light, and the momentum is really amazing. If he was slashed by this sword, the Qi cultivation period cultivator would definitely be dead and lifeless.

Xiong Qidi's face showed the joy of victory, and he looked at Yan Batian's gaze as if he was looking at a dead person. He was complacent that he could drive the best spiritual weapon, and he was about to kill Yan Batian.

Xiong Qidi was thinking about waiting for the results of Yan Batian, so he immediately stepped forward to get his storage bag, so when he got the secret of his rapid improvement in cultivation in recent days, he suddenly heard a fluttering sentence from Yan Batian, who was sitting cross-legged: "I like your superb flying sword very much, why don't you give it to me to play, what do you think?" Before he finished speaking, he felt an extremely pure mana attached to the supreme golden giant sword, and in a few flashes, he forcibly severed his mental connection with this sword, taking away control of it.

Losing control of the best golden giant sword, Xiong Qidi's face was like ashes, this best spirit sword was still a treasure specially given to him by his father Xiong Liehuang for this gambling battle, if it was lost, it would be very bad to use it to fund the enemy.

Xiong Qidi hurriedly accumulated the little mana left, wanting to regain control of the top-grade golden giant sword, but unfortunately, although the mana attached to the top-grade golden giant sword by Yan Batian was not very powerful, it seemed to be countless times purer than his mana, and despite his efforts, his own mana could not touch the slightest trace of the sword body of the top-grade golden giant sword.

And the phantom that was originally slashed towards Yan Batian was transformed into a phantom, like a punctured balloon, quickly exhausted and disappeared, and the superb golden giant sword showed its true form, turned in the air, and flew straight to the direction of Yan Batian, who was sitting cross-legged on the opposite side.

Yan Batian sat in place and didn't move, smiled at Xiong Qidi, revealing his white teeth, and then he slowly pointed at the best golden giant sword, and the best golden giant sword fell honestly on his hand, looking well-behaved and obedient.

"How is this possible?"

Xiong Qidi's heart was cold, his face turned pale, and he instantly turned extremely pale. The body was as weak as if its mana had been drained.

All the monks who saw this scene felt that they were not dazzled, and the scene they saw was completely illusory.

Originally, the monks saw that the superb golden giant sword was about to kill Yan Batian in the ring, but after it flew into the air, it was easily taken away by Yan Batian, who was already seriously injured and couldn't even stand up, with a raise of his hand, which was also unbelievable!

In the stunned eyes of the monks, Yan Batian's sleeve robe flicked, and a small silver linear spirit weapon rushed towards Xiong Qidi like lightning.

The protective light shield around Xiong Qidi's body, which was already stunned, did not achieve any blocking effect under the attack of the silver glittering linear spiritual weapon, and the linear spiritual weapon was like entering a no-man's land, slowly wrapping around Xiong Qidi's neck, and then returning to Yan Batian's hands.

Looking at the front with a sluggish expression, the protective light shield around Xiong Qidi's body was instantly annihilated, and a thin red line suddenly appeared on his neck, and then the skull rolled down neatly from the neck, and his body fell to the ground softly, and he was directly cut off his head, and he died very completely.