The bright silver gun suddenly glowed brightly, and its power instantly increased.
Following a bang, an explosion suddenly appeared on the surface of Long Xutian's body.
His outer clothes were instantly blown to pieces.
Only then did Yang Haoran see clearly that Long Xutian was wearing a piece of soft armor.
It was this soft armor that blocked the bright silver gun just now.
But at this moment, as the full power of the bright silver gun was activated, the soft-armor magic weapon could no longer bear it and instantly shattered into pieces.
Yang Haoran's bright silver spear penetrated Long Xutian's right shoulder, leaving a large bloody hole.
Long Xutian let out a scream, his expression extremely ferocious.
But he was also a decisive person, and actually chose to break the flesh and blood of his right shoulder and escape from the piercing force of the bright silver spear.
"This is a spiritual weapon! You, a golden elixir stage ant, actually use a spiritual weapon!"
Except for spiritual weapons, it is impossible to destroy his soft armor magic weapon.
"I underestimated you. A golden elixir-level ant can actually display such fighting power.
Even if you are a monk at the early stage of Nascent Soul Stage, he may not be your opponent!
Who are you? Why are you targeting me?"
When Long Xutian shouted, he had already thrown out a formation flag.
The formation flags quickly formed a circle with a diameter of three meters, generating a strong defensive force and tightly protecting Long Xutian inside.
But at this moment, Long Xutian was in an extremely embarrassed state, covered in blood and naked.
The most important thing is that at this moment, Long Xutian's aura has dropped again, and it is impossible to use escape techniques.
Within the protection of the formation, Long Xutian took out another bottle of pill and swallowed it forcefully.
Yang Haoran frowned, this Long Xutian is really an unbeatable Xiaoqiang.
If it weren't for the fact that he wasn't too much stronger than Long Xutian or had many calculations, I might not be able to kill him.
This guy actually has a lot more magic weapons, not even less than Yang Haoran.
Yang Haoran felt the power of the formation outside Long Xutian's body and frowned.
He had just used a bright silver spear to pierce Long Xutian's defensive soft armor, which consumed a huge amount of money.
It is difficult to immediately activate the maximum power of the bright silver gun.
After all, Yang Haoran only has the cultivation level of golden elixir, so it is a bit reluctant to use something as expensive as a spiritual weapon.
Fortunately, Long Xutian's condition is even worse. I hope He Guangling can come back soon.
With his peak Nascent Soul stage strength, he can completely break Long Xutian's turtle shell!
Thinking of this, Yang Haoran was not in a hurry to break the formation, but stood outside the formation and sneered at Long Xutian.
"Long Xutian, since you asked, I will let you know clearly.
Do you still remember a person named Bai Qiuming?"
Bai Qiuming is the real name of Zen Master Xuhua.
Upon hearing this name, Long Xutian's body within the protection of the formation shook violently, and his pupils contracted.
At first, he was almost killed by Bai Qiuming, which destroyed the foundation of monasticism and turned him into an inner demon.
It took a hundred years to finally recover, how could I forget?
"Is he still alive? Who are you?"
Yang Haoran looked solemn: "No, he is already dead.
But part of the strength I have now belongs to him.
So if I kill you, it means he kills you."
"Haha, what a joke, just you?
Even now, it's not that easy for you to kill me.
You only have the golden elixir cultivation level, even if you have amazing combat power, you can't continuously activate the power of the spiritual weapon, right?"
Yang Haoran chuckled: "Don't worry, isn't there still Master He?"
Only then did Long Xutian's expression change, and he couldn't help but look around.
"He Guangling? Haha, he is just an idiot.
Since he went out to look for me, he won't come back soon.
I wanted to take this opportunity to kill you first, but I underestimated your strength.
But that's all, I'll be able to recover soon.
When the time comes, as long as you can use the escape technique, you will be waiting to die!"
Yang Haoran's pupils shrank slightly, and he really felt it.
After Long Xutian swallowed the pill, his breath gradually recovered.
I don't know where this guy got so many high-grade elixirs.
The grade of the elixir is probably still higher than the ordinary elixirs of the Xunxian Sect.
Yang Haoran looked around and could not feel He Guangling's breath at all.
If Long Xutian can return to using escape skills before He Guangling comes back, it will be difficult to kill this guy!
The formation that Long Xutian is releasing now is definitely at the Nascent Soul stage level.
Moreover, Long Xutian deliberately narrowed the scope. In this way, the power of the formation increased again.
Even if He Guangling does come back, it may be difficult to destroy the defense formation for a while.
Long Xutian is now using formations to delay time, and he must not be allowed to succeed.
Yang Haoran's expression darkened, and suddenly a black shadow appeared above his head.
The body of the Qiankun Furnace was summoned, and he wanted to directly refine Long Xutian.
The moment he saw the Qiankun Furnace, the amusement on Long Xutian's face suddenly disappeared, and his body trembled violently.
"This is a spiritual weapon-level refining furnace? Damn it, where did you get all these treasures?"
Yang Haoran rolled his eyes: "Do you want to take care of it? You talk too much.
Since you don’t want to come out, let’s try Braised King today!”
Long Xutian sneered guiltily.
"Spiritual weapons are not so easy to activate. Just rely on you..."
Before he finished speaking, Long Xutian's expression changed drastically.
The Qiankun Furnace has reached the height of the formation above his head, and has the power of confinement to envelope him and the entire formation.
"Damn it!"
Long Xutian couldn't help but sweat profusely.
In his current state, if he removes his defense formation, he will definitely die.
But if you stay within the formation, there is a danger of waiting for death.
Just when Long Xutian was hesitating, he felt the temperature around him rising rapidly.
The fire of heavenly thunder has been vented from the Qiankun Furnace.
The formation immediately showed signs of collapse, and Long Xutian also felt the urge to burn and explode from the true energy in his body.
"Damn it! Break it for me!"
Long Xutian knew that if he continued, the formation would be burned by the refining furnace sooner or later, so he immediately blew up the formation.
I just wanted to escape quickly.
But the injuries on his body were too serious, which seriously affected his speed.
Before he could run out of the range of the Qiankun Furnace, he was blocked in front by Yang Haoran.
The enemy was extremely jealous when they met, and Long Xutian slashed Yang Haoran's neck with his sword without hesitation.
Yang Haoran stretched out his hand to block it, and collided with Long Xutian's arm.
Immediately there was a sound of gold and iron clashing, and Long Xutian immediately let out an exclamation.
"Are you a physical practitioner? Why is this body as hard as a magic weapon?"
"Now I know it's too late, just let me in!"
Yang Haoran has already grabbed Long Xutian's arm.
Although Long Xutian is a monk in the Nascent Soul stage, when injured, his strength is not even as good as Yang Haoran.