"Unless that kid can produce the same spiritual weapon, he is no match for Lei Heng."
"This is reality.
No matter how strong you are, it won't work without a powerful magic weapon."
Everyone shook their heads.
Liu Qianqian said angrily: "How can you bully people with a magic weapon?"
"You're wrong about that."
Liu Weiwei said coldly: "For a practitioner, a wealthy couple, a Dharma and a ground are indispensable.
What is wealth?
It is a spiritual stone, a magic weapon, and everything.
Lei Heng has a high-grade spiritual weapon, which is his skill. If that kid also has it, he can use it and no one will say anything.
You will also enter the spiritual world in the future, so stop being so naive."
Liu Qianqian was suddenly speechless.
"Brother Li, do you have any way to resist this flying peak?"
Sang Daimeng rolled her eyes and asked.
Li Xinghui smiled contemptuously and said: "Our Xingyue Sword Sect also has top-grade spiritual weapons."
"What about you?"
Sang Daimeng asked Ying Hongyan and the others.
"Hmph, our Qianhe Palace even has top-grade spiritual weapons, so of course there is no shortage of high-grade spiritual weapons."
Ying Hongyan said proudly.
Although the others did not speak, the arrogance on their faces showed that they were not afraid of this flying peak.
Not to mention their top ten immortal sects, even those ranking dozens of lower immortal sects will try their best to obtain some top-notch spiritual weapons.
"Since everyone has spiritual weapons, how about we agree not to use them at all?"
Sang Dai dreamed: "It's not a life and death fight. What we are competing for is cultivation, not wealth."
Ying Hongyan immediately objected: "Magic weapons are also part of the strength, why can't they be used?"
"Sang Fairy, I didn't expect that you went to the mortal world and became stupid.
I heard that you have been unhappy in the White Lotus Sect these days, how about you come to my Xuantian Sect and be my concubine?"
Wei Xianbing laughed loudly.
Sang Daimeng sighed slightly: "It's a pity, actually I am doing it for your own good."
While they were talking here, Feilai Feng had already risen into the sky and was pressing down on Yang Yifei.
This Feilai Peak was carefully refined by the seniors of the Wanshan Sect from hundreds of mountains in the Xiaoxian Realm. Although it is a top-grade spiritual weapon, it has the power of a top-grade spiritual weapon. Once it is activated, its weight alone is enough.
It weighs ten thousand kilograms.
Just imagine, who can lift tens of thousands of pounds?
If there is no corresponding spiritual weapon, I am afraid that I will die if I am pressed by this flying peak.
"die!"
Lei Heng roared.
He has devoted himself to cultivation for decades, and just met this good time.
Mr. Yu went into seclusion and Qiu Tianlei died in the mortal world. Just when he became famous, he was easily defeated by an unknown boy. He couldn't swallow this breath, let alone lose this person.
"You ruined my reputation, and I want you to die."
Lei Heng gritted his teeth.
He didn't think anyone could stop Feilai Feng from crushing him.
"It's going to be smashed into meat pies."
"Why didn't he run away?"
"If he runs away, he loses."
"Losing is better than losing your life, right?"
Everyone exclaimed.
They all stared with wide eyes, unblinking.
Yang Yifei sighed softly.
"ignorance!"
He spread his fingers and held up his backhand.
The shadowless and invisible power of magnetism was used, and immediately, the flying peak was held in Yang Yifei's hand. No matter how hard Lei Heng tried, he could not press it down.
"What's going on?"
Lei Heng was terrified.
He was even more shocked than his defeat to Yang Yifei.
He lost, but because his skills were inferior to others, it was his own fault.
But this Feilai Peak is one of Wanshan Sect's magic weapons. If something goes wrong, it will be a lot of fun.
"It's this power of magnetism."
Sang Dai Meng felt awe-struck in her heart.
She saw with her own eyes that Yang Yifei absorbed the power of Yuan Magnetic from Xing Gong Cave Sky.
And mastering the power of metamagnetism is too simple to change gravity.
No matter how heavy Feilaifeng is, it must follow the most basic rules. Without gravity, it is not even as good as a piece of paper.
Of course, it would be another matter if Lei Heng could completely refine Feilai Peak and use it freely.
"What's going on?"
"Can you hold Feilaifeng with one hand?
Are you kidding me?"
"Isn't Feilai Peak weighing tens of thousands of kilograms?
How can you be held up by someone with one hand?"
Everyone was immediately shocked.
Even if they thought about all the miraculous situations since the opening of the Little Fairy World, they could never imagine that someone could hold up the Feilai Peak with one hand.
That weighs tens of thousands of kilograms.
Even Li Xinghui, Ying Hongyan and others frowned and looked at Yang Yifei with fear.
At this time, they already felt threatened.
"Look, I'm just saying sir, you won't lose.
Huh, it's just a high-grade spiritual weapon, sir, I'm not afraid of it at all.
Otherwise, he himself is a weapon refiner, and he cannot refine any kind of spiritual weapon."
Liu Qianqian said excitedly.
Liu Weiwei's mouth was slightly bitter.
She found that she had made the wrong mistake again and again.
This guy's performance at this time was not inferior to that of his husband Li Xinghui.
But, how is this possible?
Even before he was born, Li Xinghui was nourished by Danjian Master with all kinds of heavenly materials and earthly treasures. It can be said that he started practicing in his mother's womb. Coupled with the foundation of Xingyue Sword Sect, he was able to achieve success. That boy was just a lucky man.
How could someone like Yize, a disciple of the Immortal Sect, be like him?
Liu Weiwei was puzzled.
"Ahhh... break it for me."
Lei Heng roared and tried his best to input spiritual power into Feilai Peak.
However, no matter how much spiritual power he input, there was no movement on the Feilai Peak.
"Ignorant people."
Yang Yifei shook his head.
Yang Yifei slapped backhand with his other hand, and a big five-colored hand appeared in the air.
Boom! Suddenly, the five-color big hand slapped Lei Heng fiercely.
Lei Heng roared angrily, grabbed the black long knife, and slashed at it with the five-color big hand.
A thunder dragon flew out from the black sword, with its fangs and claws dancing, like a dragon rising out of the sea and rising into the sky.
"court death!"
Lei Heng was furious and his eyes were shining with lightning. He merged with the black thunder dragon and soared into the sky, like a dragon soaring through the sky. In front of him, the five-color palm that was about a foot in diameter was like a baby's little hand.
"die!"
Yang Yifei had no expression on his face and pressed down casually.
The five-color palm, with unrivaled power, fell instantly.
In front of it, the black thunder dragon that was more than ten feet long was like fragile glass, cracked inch by inch by an iron hammer, and even the five-color palm was still powerful, as if swatting a fly, it directly slapped Lei Heng.
When they arrived at Feilai Peak, they smashed them all into pieces, even with knives.
In the end, only a palm print about ten feet long was left on Feilai Peak, and the palm print was slender and clear.
As for Lei Heng, no one can be seen anymore.
The whole place was dead silent! Li Xinghui, Ying Hongyan, Wei Xianbing and others all looked at this scene in stunned silence.
Even Sang Daimeng, who had confidence in Yang Yifei, never thought that Lei Heng would lose so miserably.
One palm and it's gone.
"This... this..." Everyone's mouths were dry for a moment and they didn't know what to say.
No matter in terms of skills, cultivation, realm, or magic weapon, Lei Heng shouldn't have been defeated so simply and miserably, right?