Immortal fate

Looking at the green fan in his hand, Li Yi sighed secretly. The green fan was his favorite spiritual weapon, which could launch a large-scale wind blade attack. Unfortunately, its grade was a bit low, which was a bit useless for him now.

On the stage, Li Yi and Qu Ling fought against each other with spiritual weapons. The two fought fiercely, and neither dared to slack off. Although Li Yi's manipulation of spiritual weapons was not as good as the other party's, Li Yi's spiritual weapon was of high grade and his divine consciousness was strong, which could make up for some of the gap. Therefore, the two were almost evenly matched, but Li Yi also had a weakness, that is, his cultivation was one level lower than the other party. The other party was a cultivator of the twelfth level of Qi Refining. Fortunately, he had the Huiling Pill to make up for this deficiency.

Looking at more than ten spiritual weapons in the air, they were beaten into a ball, bursting out with bursts of fierce spiritual light, and the momentum was very spectacular. The disciples below the stage were fascinated and fascinated. One of the disciples said, "Both Li Yi and Qu Ling are very powerful. They can actually control so many spiritual weapons to fight. I wonder when I can do it."

"Hmph, forget it! I don't know about Li Yi, but I know something about Qu Ling. He is a registered disciple of the Jindan period master. He practices the sword control technique taught by the master, so he can naturally control so many flying swords."

"You dare to look down on me." The young man who spoke just now said very angrily.

"You two, let's watch others fight! Don't fight. What others do has nothing to do with us." A calm young man stopped the two and said.

"I know this Li Yi. He is an alchemist. He is very kind. He has helped me refine pills for free. If he often refines pills, his mind will naturally be much stronger than that of ordinary cultivators. It is normal to be able to control more spiritual weapons!" At this time, a cultivator of the seventh or eighth level of the Qi Refining Period said weakly.

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The monks below the stage talked about it in a flurry, and soon they told the identities and backgrounds of Li Yi and Qu Ling. Although Li Yi was fighting, the discussion of the monks below the stage still fell clearly into his ears, which made him look stern. The other party was actually a registered disciple of a Jindan-stage monk, and he also practiced the legendary sword-controlling technique.

Li Yi had a certain understanding of the sword-controlling technique. This was a strange technique passed down from an ancient sword-cultivating sect. It was quite difficult to practice, but it was extremely powerful. It was said to have been lost, but it actually appeared in a Qi-refining-stage monk. However, the other party's practice should not be deep, otherwise Li Yi would definitely not be his opponent.

Watching this scene, Li Yi took out another small jade bottle, poured out a pill and swallowed it. It was the Huiling Pill. Li Yi's mind was strong, and he could control more spiritual tools, but his mana was also consumed by more than half.

The two fought fiercely again. The other party's mana seemed to be a little insufficient, revealing a flaw. After being caught by Li Yi, he used more than ten talismans and defeated the other party in one breath.

"Li Yi wins." The old man in the foundation building stage said to Li Yi with a smile.

Seeing the victory of Li Yi, Qu Ling, whose face was a little pale, picked up his flying sword, jumped off the stage, and looked at Li Yi fiercely, obviously a little dissatisfied.

The cultivators under the stage looked at Li Yi with burning eyes. They admired Li Yi very much. An ordinary cultivator could rely on his own strength to defeat the disciple of the Jindan stage ancestor. It was a great shock to them. It was also the topic of conversation and hope of these disciples.

After resting for half an hour, Li Yi needed to fight Nie Kong. As long as he defeated Nie Kong, he could get a foundation building pill.

"This is the last duel, Li Yi vs. Nie Kong." The old man in the foundation building stage said to Li Yi and the others, showing some expectations.

As soon as Li Yi made a move, he used his signature spiritual weapon, a long red silk, a trident halberd, and a black short blade that could conceal his breath. Originally, the black short blade was a pretty good sneak attack weapon, but Li Yi had used it many times, and everyone had already understood his methods. The monks who fought against him were a little wary of the black short blade.

Nie Kong on the opposite side, however, took out a small white mirror without panic. The small mirror was suspended above his head and could continuously release white light. As long as it was covered by the white light, the spiritual weapon would lose control. Li Yi had a hard time dealing with it. At the moment when the two fought, his trident halberd and black short blade were covered by the light column at a critical moment, which made Li Yi very helpless.

Seeing that his spiritual weapon was controlled again, Li Yi made up his mind and took out more than 20 talismans from his storage bag. He activated them all at once and bombarded the small white mirror. The small white mirror burst out a strong white light, which actually blocked most of the attacks and rebounded a small part of the attacks. Seeing the attack bounced back, Li Yi was quite surprised and quickly used the long silk spirit weapon to resist.

"Junior brother Li Yi, you are really generous. You used more than 20 talismans at once, but it is not enough to rely on these things to break my fixed light mirror and defeat me. Junior brother, use all your means!" Nie Kong on the opposite side sneered and said to Li Yi.

"Really?" Li Yi frowned, and responded to him with another talisman. Taking advantage of the chaos, he used a black short blade and stabbed him hard on the back. Seeing this scene, he was happy in his heart, but then he was shocked. The black short blade easily cut through the opponent's clothes, but was blocked by a layer of green soft armor.

"Armor." Li Yi muttered. The black short blade that could block him must be at least a top-level armor spiritual weapon.

Li Yi waved at the short blade that was bounced back, and he took it back. Then, he threw out a talisman. Although the attack of the talisman was ineffective, it could entangle the fixed light mirror. Li Yi drove the fiery red long silk to wrap Nie Kong up, and then quickly contracted it, as if to tie him up tightly.

Looking at Nie Kong who was already wrapped in the red long silk, Li Yi's face did not show any joy, because he had a strong breath brewing in the red silk, as if it could rush out at any time.

"No, it's a magic weapon." Li Yi cried out in a low voice. Just now, he actually felt the breath of a magic weapon emanating from the other party.

"Boy, you are proud enough to force me into this state and force out my hidden magic weapon, the Green Water Sword," Nie Kong said angrily.

Li Yi hurriedly recalled the red long silk, but a blue small sword shot up into the sky, and in a flash, it chopped the red long silk into pieces of cloth. However, the small sword seemed to have no intention of stopping, and stabbed Li Yi's head. Li Yi's hair was about to explode. He hurriedly drove the black short blade and trident to resist, and retreated quickly. He hurriedly reached for the storage bag. The only thing that could deal with the magic weapon was the magic weapon. He dared not hide it anymore and prepared to take out the magic weapon to fight with the opponent.