All the strength of the Qi cultivation period cultivators is in mana and spiritual weapons, and their physical strength is their biggest shortcoming, when hunting demon beasts, as long as they are close to demon beasts, they are almost betrayed to death.

Xiong Qiwei adjusted his mana again, preparing to perform another killer move, and at the same time used the "Wind Resisting Technique" to retreat.

But Yan Feiyan's figure is also extremely fast, and her speed is not even under Xiong Qiwei's wind control technique, and even surpasses it. The King Kong fist immediately bombarded again, and the violent cold fist power enveloped Xiong Qiwei's body like this.

"Golden Bell Jar Body Technique!"

Xiong Qiwei was in a hurry, his mana surged, and he cast a metallic absolute defensive spell, and countless golden points of light quickly gathered around him from all directions, and in an instant, a defensive shield like a golden bell appeared, enveloping him.

made Yan Feiyan's King Kong fist bombard the offensive above, and it was suddenly completely disintegrated.

"I'll see if you can block my punches!"

Yan Feiyan's cold autumn eyes flashed a trace of excited blood red, she would never give the enemy any respite, the Diamond Sutra True Qi in her body exploded, used to urge the Vajra Fist, the qigong condensed on her white palm, forming a fist the size of a water tank, and bombarded out repeatedly.

In an instant, Yan Feiyan's true qi spun out of thin air, rushing endlessly, and quickly punched out hundreds of punches.

"Buzz ......"

The golden bell transformed by the golden aura was beaten and vibrated repeatedly, and the strong sound waves seemed to be visible to the naked eye in a circle that spread in all directions.

Xiong Qiwei, who was covered by the "Golden Bell Body Technique", retreated again and again, and a trace of blood seeped out of the corners of his mouth, obviously he was shocked and injured his viscera.

"What a ruthless little girl,......"

Xiong Qiwei roared sharply like an extremely corrupt one, and within the golden bell transformed by the "Golden Bell Cover Body Technique", the golden bell actually began to rotate slowly, and the little golden aura in the surrounding air also instantly accelerated the spiritual power replenishment of the golden bell.

Xiong Qiwei never dreamed that one day, he would be forced by an ordinary mortal with no spiritual roots to the point of completely taking a defensive position, hiding in the golden bell transformed by the "Golden Bell Cover Body Technique", without the slightest power to fight back.

And this ordinary mortal is still the object of his countless sexual affections.

"Die!"

Yan Feiyan screamed, pneumatic mountains and rivers, directly interrupted Xiong Qiwei's words, her footsteps marched according to a certain law again and again, her fists and feet were like a storm, every punch was like a giant axe opening the mountain, the power was endless, the whole person's body seemed to be raised by the true qi generated by the Diamond Sutra, mighty and powerful, and her arms became like steel and iron bones, thick and terrifying.

King Kong fist, repeated cast, seven moves a section, the cycle is endless, the momentum with the increase in the number of punches and climb to the peak, as long as the viewer blinks an eye, they can only see the giant fist qi wave, can not see her wonderful shadow.

She was like an ancient djinn god who never knew how to get tired, wielding a sledgehammer and digging through the mountains without stopping.

"This ...... How did this Diamond Sutra reach such a realm of virility and rage? The degree of violence of this exercise directly deprived this little girl of her feminine side! Is it right or wrong to pass on the Diamond Sutra to her?"

Yan Batian, who had already solved the dozen or so green-clothed mid-stage Qi cultivation cultivators, was stunned by the scene in front of him before he had time to clean up the battlefield.

Although Yan Batian had already known that Yan Feiyan's physique cultivation of the Diamond Sutra was very suitable, and her strength should also be very strong, he never expected that Yan Feiyan's strength would be strong enough to beat Xiong Qiwei, a seventh-layer cultivator in the Qi training period, and also make the other party powerless to fight back.

At this moment, Yan Batian didn't dare to leave to clean up the battlefield at all, the mana in his body was running, and a faint fire dragon phantom loomed behind him, as long as he found that Yan Feiyan's strength was exhausted, he didn't care about beating the water dog, and directly let Xiong Qiwei, who had not breathed and was still in mana exhaustion, completely disappear in this world.

This is a battle in an instant, Xiong Qiwei was forced by Yan Feiyan to be at an absolute disadvantage, he could hardly cast other spells, he could only desperately use all his mana to urge the "Golden Bell Cover Body Technique", otherwise as long as the "Golden Bell Cover Body Technique" was broken, his whole person would be bombarded into a ball of flesh by Yan Feiyan's violent energy.

Xiong Qiwei didn't even suspect at all that even if he was hiding in this tightly protected "Golden Bell Cover Body Technique" now, he would be bombarded into a meatloaf by the other party, the other party was just an ordinary mortal, and he was a monk in the late stage of Qi training, how could he be beaten so badly by her little girl's skin?

"Little girl, if you don't stop, I'm going to go crazy......!

Xiong Qiwei was frightened by the beating, and he actually adopted mental tactics, hoping to use words to make Yan Feiyan, who was less than fifteen years old and obviously inexperienced in fighting, fearful, so as to create a trace of life for himself.

"Why are you destined to be killed by me, an ordinary mortal with no spiritual roots, today!"

Yan Feiyan let out another coquettish shout, cutting off the other party's verbal disintegration offensive, and at the same time, there seemed to be a force in her body that wanted to break through, and the sound of breaking through the cocoon into a butterfly resounded, and at this time, she broke through the second layer of the Diamond Sutra. Her true qi skyrocketed again, and her anger was like a rainbow.

The momentum of the big fist like a water tank suddenly increased, and its volume directly exceeded the golden bell transformed by the "Golden Bell Jar Body Technique", and it was another punch that bombarded the golden bell that protected Xiong Qiwei and wrapped his whole person in it.

"Poof!"

The cold fist shadow wind bombarded the golden bell, making a deafening strange sound, and the entire golden bell jar was suddenly torn apart, Yan Feiyan was like a phoenix in the nine heavens, and the whole person suddenly rose to the sky, and the Miaoman posture, which was in stark contrast to the momentum, rushed towards Xiong Qiwei.

The phantom of a huge fist larger than Xiong Qiwei's body slammed straight into his body.

Just a punch, just a punch......

In the stunned eyes of Yan Batian, who was sweeping the formation, Xiong Qiwei, a monk in the late stage of Qi training, was directly beaten into the air and flew up, his seven orifices spurted blood, his chest collapsed, and he fell to the ground like a sack.

"Little girl, you ......... Good...... Good...... Hand Breaker...... , kill my Xiong family...... So much...... Monk, our patriarch will certainly ...... Definitely ......"

Xiong Qiwei, who was beaten like a puddle of mud, was still holding a breath, and after falling from the air to the ground, his hands and feet twitched, and his eyes that lost his luster stared at Yan Feiyan, "How did you do it...... Did you do it?"

"Boom!"

Yan Feiyan didn't talk nonsense with him, moved the lotus step slightly, walked to Xiong Qiwei's limp body, grabbed his head directly with her white little hands, and with a slight effort, Xiong Qiwei's good head was completely twisted by her, and ended his life in the blood spray, and she definitely didn't explain to him.

"If you want to screw off Brother Batian's head, I'll screw off your head first!"

As soon as the momentum was retracted, a moment later, the blood red in Yan Feiyan's cold autumn eyes gradually faded, and she gradually returned to tranquility from madness, and then saw headless corpses all over the ground.

"Vomit ......"

Yan Feiyan couldn't stand it either, and her stomach immediately covered her stomach as if she was overturning the river and the sea, and vomited.