As the master of the war palace responsible for external battles, Fan Jiren always carries the Spirit Snake Sword, one of the only two spiritual weapons of the Lingxia Sect.
This sword is of the same grade as the Spirit Sword Sun Hongcheng obtained from the Hundred Refiners Sect, and may be a product refined in the same batch.
It can be seen that in the immortal sect, spiritual weapons are not common.
The Spirit Snake Sword was moving back and forth rapidly, shooting out streaks of sword light from time to time. Liu Qianqian had just been promoted to the Qi Refining Realm and was not used to fighting in this realm yet, so she was momentarily panicked.
Yang Yifei watched indifferently and did not interfere.
The techniques that Fan Jiren practiced were ordinary and could only scare those in the Foundation Establishment realm, and were not much better than Liu Qianqian.
What Liu Qianqian lacks is combat experience.
"The difference between the Qi Refining Realm and the Foundation Establishment Realm is that the Foundation Establishment Realm can only use its own power, while the Qi Refining Realm can control the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and use the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for its own use.
You must know that the power of heaven and earth is the most powerful..." Yang Yifei pointed at Liu Qianqian.
Fan Jiren has been in the Qi Refining Realm for a long time, and with the help of spiritual weapons, Liu Qianqian was in danger of being killed.
But under Yang Yifei's guidance, Liu Qianqian not only escaped injury, but even started to fight back.
Fan Jiren became more and more frightened as he fought.
He clearly felt Liu Qianqian's growth.
At the beginning, he almost killed Liu Qianqian several times, but Yang Yifei took action and blocked Liu Qianqian.
But later, he felt the pressure.
He had a feeling that if this continued, he would definitely lose to the girl in front of him.
This was hard for him to accept and felt incredible.
He has been promoted to the Qi Refining Realm for thirty years, and he has mastered a spiritual sword. He actually lost to a girl under twenty?
The people around him were dumbfounded.
Most people in Xuanyang City know Liu Qianqian and know that she is the young lady of the Liu family.
But I would never have thought that she could be so powerful. She could fight back and forth with the master of the Lingxia sect's war palace without losing.
"Oh my god, that's amazing."
"A few days ago she was still at the same foundation building level as us, but today she was promoted. Could it be that kid?"
Many people turned their attention to Yang Yifei.
The imperial weapon consumed spiritual power very quickly, and soon Fan Jiren felt that it was difficult to continue.
"Can't wait any longer."
Fan Jiren made up his mind and shouted: "Change!"
The spirit snake sword suddenly transformed into a spirit snake, shaking its head and tail, lifelike. Its body was ten feet long, its mouth opened wide, and the blue light flashed on the snake's teeth. It was still a poisonous snake.
The spirit snake opened its bloody mouth and bit Liu Qianqian. At the same time, countless sword lights erupted from its mouth, covering Liu Qianqian.
This is a decisive blow.
Unless Liu Qianqian has a spiritual weapon that can resist the attack of the spiritual sword, she will definitely die if she is hit by this attack.
"Sir, save me."
Liu Qianqian exclaimed.
Yang Yifei flicked his finger.
The spirit snake suddenly let out a wail, and all the sword light was swept away, as if it had been hit seven inches. The huge snake body quickly disappeared, turning into a dim spirit sword that fell to the ground. It couldn't help shaking, but again
It can't fly either.
Poof! Fan Jiren, who had a spiritual connection with the Spirit Snake Sword, suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood and his breath became weak.
"Palace Master!"
The disciples of Lingxia Sect exclaimed and stepped forward one after another.
"You are actually stronger than her?"
Fan Jiren looked at Yang Yifei in disbelief: "Who are you?"
"You don't deserve to know."
Yang Yifei said lightly.
Fan Jiren's face was gloomy: "In that case, just go and die.
All disciples, listen to my order and kill them."
"kill!"
The disciples of the Lingxia Sect jumped off the flying boat, and clouds surged around them. Gradually, these clouds merged into one.
This is a characteristic of the Lingxia sect's Kung Fu. Once the Kung Fu is exercised, clouds will appear around the body. These clouds not only have a protective effect, but can also shield the body during battle, confuse the enemy's eyes, and help in combat.
The more people practicing Qigong at the same time, the more these clouds will form and form one, and the greater their assisting effect will be on the disciples of the Lingxia Sect.
There were nearly a hundred people on the flying boat. In addition to the entourage, there were thirty or forty disciples of the Lingxia Sect, two of whom were Qi Refiners and the others were in the Foundation Establishment realm. They all attacked together, creating a tremendous momentum.
"Amazing."
"As expected of Lingxia Sect."
"Sure enough, the Immortal Sect cannot be provoked."
"These two are dead."
People around him backed away, fearing that they would be implicated.
Liu Jingfeng let out a long sigh and signaled the Liu family to step back.
"Sir, what should I do?"
Liu Qianqian said in panic.
Yang Yifei said disdainfully: "No matter how many ants there are, they are still ants. How can they compete with the dragon?"
He raised his palm.
A palm fell.
Like a violent storm, but also like a turbulent sea.
The disciples of the Lingxia Sect looked up, as if the sky had fallen... "This... this is?"
Fan Jiren's pupils tightened, as if they were two black dots that were constantly trembling.
"Oh my God, what is this?"
"Spell?
Supernatural power?"
"It is definitely not the work of human beings!"
The onlookers exclaimed in surprise.
They looked up and saw a flash of five-colored light falling from the sky.
Boom! The Five Elements Palm evolved from the Green Wood Seal fell.
Everyone couldn't help but closed their eyes.
The ground in the square in front of the city lord's palace was shaking crazily and violently, and the huge momentum spread in all directions. Everyone felt that there was a powerful force coming towards them, and they couldn't help but retreat.
Not only the children of the families with low strength, but also the family heads and elders were unable to stand firmly and retreated one after another.
"What a powerful force."
"I can't even stand."
"How do the immortal masters of Lingxia Sect respond?"
Everyone tried their best to keep their eyes open, wanting to see clearly the outcome of this confrontation immediately.
A huge palm print appeared on the flat square.
Within the palm print, more than a dozen disciples of the Lingxia Sect were lying on the ground, motionless and without any breath. Even if they were not dead, they were still alive.
Among them were the two Qi Refining Realm disciples.
They rushed to the front and had nowhere to run even if they wanted to.
The remaining dozen Lingxia disciples who were lucky enough not to be covered by the palm prints stood at the edge of the palm prints, their faces pale, as if they had seen a ghost.
"Oh my god, defeated a dozen immortal masters with one palm?"
"No, no, no, it's not defeat, it's beating to death."
"Are all immortal masters so fragile?"
Everyone exclaimed in surprise.
Everyone in the city who saw this scene through the projection screen was stunned.
That is an immortal master, a superior immortal master.
Even Fan Jiren was stunned.
"You...how dare you kill my Lingxia sect disciple?"
Fan Jiren roared.
Pfft! Someone suddenly laughed: "Wouldn't he have been killed earlier?"
The body of Master Linglong is still lying on the ground.
Fan Jiren hesitated for a moment, then became angry and shouted: "I order all of you to come up together.
If even one of you dares not to go up, I will slaughter your entire Xuanyang City."
As soon as these words came out, the entire Xuanyang City fell into despair.