Yan Batian's figure flashed and rushed towards the group of Qi cultivation cultivators who were trapped by the "Earth Dungeon Technique". The speed of his body made him loom all the way, and even brought out a series of phantoms, which seemed extremely ghostly.

At the same time, his hand slapped lightly on the storage bag on his waist, and a purple soft sword spirit weapon suddenly appeared and was clenched in his hand.

The weapons in the immortal cultivation world are divided into two types: spiritual weapons and magic weapons. The so-called spiritual weapon is a weapon used by monks in the Qi training period and the foundation building period, which can only be injected with mana, and cannot be changed in size at will.

The magic weapon is a weapon used by monks above the Jindan stage, and the size can be changed at will, and even the magic weapon can be directly placed in the dantian to recuperate.

Magic weapons can be divided into ordinary magic weapons, Yuan Shen magic weapons, PHS magic weapons, Lingtong magic weapons and large Lingtong magic weapons, as well as the most powerful pseudo-immortal weapons also belong to the category of magic weapons.

In addition to the pseudo-immortal weapons and some anti-heaven materials refined into magic weapons, those magic weapons above the Yuan Shen are all advanced by ordinary magic weapons through the Yuan Shen quenching, the Jindan period monks use the Yuan Shen to refine the magic weapons are called the Yuan Shen magic weapons, the Yuan Infant monks use the Yuan Shen to refine the magic weapons, the Shen Shen monks use the Yuan Shen to refine the Lingtong magic weapons, and the monks in the Tribulation Period use the Yuan Shen to refine the Lingtong magic weapons, of course, the great Lingtong magic weapons.

And at this moment, the purple soft sword in Yan Batian's hand was a medium-grade spiritual weapon, which he accidentally found in the Treasure Pavilion of Yan Mansion, and after feeling that it was relatively easy to use, he put it in the storage bag. The mid-grade spiritual weapon is already the best spiritual weapon that a mid-stage Qi cultivation cultivator can use.

The green-clothed Qi cultivation cultivator closest to Yan Batian saw Yan Batian's ghost-like body and instantly moved in front of him, and he was immediately shocked and wanted to retreat and escape, but unfortunately he was firmly trapped in the local area by the "Earth Dungeon Technique" and was not able to move even a foot away.

"Viagra, come and save me!"

The Qi cultivation cultivator who felt that his life was threatened immediately screamed in surprise and cried out for help. And inject mana into the defensive shield outside the body without limit, making it more condensed and more difficult to break.

However, before Xiong Qiwei, who was a hundred meters away, could react, the green-clothed mid-stage Qi Cultivation Monk next to him, who was also trapped by the "Earth Dungeon Technique", was surprised to see that Yan Batian, who was rushing over, suddenly smiled mysteriously at the monk closest to him, and then waved the purple soft sword lightly.

The green-clothed monk in the middle of Qi training didn't hear the sharp sound of breaking the defensive shield, and the purple soft sword seemed to float through the air as if it hadn't touched the monk's body at all.

At the same time, the monk closest to Yan Batian felt a slight itch on his neck, as if he had been bitten by a mosquito.

The monk was stunned, and before he understood the intention of the other party's sword, he only felt that the world was spinning for a while, and then his eyes were dark, and he didn't know what to do.

Xiong Qiwei and the nearby monk in the distance saw with their own eyes that when Yan Batian rushed to the distance of the monk's close body, he just waved the purple soft sword lightly, and the monk's head tilted, and the head rolled to the ground, and the head was divided in two. The headless body continued to shake in place for a few moments before falling to the ground, spewing a fountain of blood several feet high.

Xiong Qiwei, who was full of beard, only felt that his hands and feet were cold, and the cold air behind him came up.

Yan Batian's method of killing that monk was really too demonic! The purple soft sword killed people with such a slight wave, and he could see very clearly that Yan Batian was really useless at all.

It's just that he used an extraordinary body technique and a purple soft sword spirit weapon, and he didn't even inject mana into the purple soft sword. Let the monk with the defensive shield be in a different place.

"Yan Batian, you actually dare to kill the monk of my Xiong family?"

Xiong Qiwei, who woke up from the shock, burst into a shout, and the compound powerful longbow spirit weapon in his hand was pulled back into the full moon form, and he tried his best to lock on to the location where Yan Batian was. On the one hand, it is to shoot Yan Batian, and on the other hand, it is also to protect his companions who are trapped by the "Earth Dungeon Technique".

But Yan Batian was disdainful of Xiong Qiwei's explosive drink. You have already set up an ambush on the road to the Yan Family Medicine Garden, preparing to kill me, do I still have to stretch my neck and wait for you to kill without any resistance?

The murderer should be prepared to be killed, and who told you to seek your own death, to kill someone you could not have killed?

Immediately, together with the ghostly body technique, Yan Batian's purple soft sword swung to the next green-clothed mid-stage Qi cultivation monk who had been trapped by the "Earth Dungeon Technique".

Xiong Qiwei screamed "wow", but unfortunately the arrow in his hand couldn't lock onto the fast-moving target at all.

Xiong Qiwei, who was about to use the Wind Resisting Technique to fly to Yan Batian's location, rescued his companions, suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing, and the cold breath made him feel palpitations.

"Yan Feiyan is you, aren't you an ordinary mortal without a spiritual root, how can you have such a strong strength?"

Xiong Qiwei's eyes flashed with extremely shocked color, looking at the wonderful figure like a nine-day phoenix, which was rushing towards him quickly.

"You don't need to know, because you're going to have my head unscrewed off for the night!"

Yan Feiyan's cold autumn eyes were full of murderous aura, and there was a faint hint of madness in them. Dare to rob and kill Brother Batian halfway, which in itself is a capital crime.

Besides, this Xiong Qiwei really deserves to die, he has the resentment of killing Yan Batian in his heart, and he is still at the gate of the central square of Ziguang City, and he wants to screw off the head of Brother Batian as a night pot.

"Golden Gun!"

Facing Yan Feiyan, an ordinary mortal, Xiong Qiwei was surprisingly dignified, and there were words in his mouth, the mana in his body surged, and the metallic aura around his body quickly gathered, and in the blink of an eye, seven golden javelins appeared in front of him, and shot straight towards Yan Feiyan.

"Golden Gun" is a low-level metallic spell, aggressive, is one of the strongest attack spells in low-level spells, under normal circumstances, the same level of metallic spells, the attack power is stronger than other spells of the same level.

Yan Feiyan saw seven javelins shooting at her very quickly, and there was no fear on her pretty face.

"King Kong Fist!"

secretly transported the true qi of the whole body to practice the Diamond Sutra, and Yan Feiyan directly sacrificed seven moves, invincible, invincible...... In a series of seven forms, the flow of true qi gathered, and it was completed in the blink of an eye, and the air flow around Miao Man's body rotated, and the huge aura exploded suddenly, colliding with the javelin.

"Boom, boom......"

The javelin transformed by the seven golden spiritual qi was directly shattered by the strong true qi, and the golden light disappeared into the air.

Yan Feiyan felt that her true qi was being violently consumed, but the Diamond Sutra she practiced was too majestic, and it had the potential to pull out the mountain.

"What kind of secular martial arts is this little girl's skin cultivating? The physical strength is so amazing! It can even directly shatter my golden spear technique!"

Xiong Qiwei's mana condensed seven javelins were shattered at once, and it was difficult to condense them in a short period of time, once Yan Feiyan invaded within three meters of his body, I am afraid that he would really be screwed off his head as a night pot.