He Ling smiled and asked, "Why, is this Senior Brother Liu's ability only this little bit?"

She slapped the storage bag on her waist lightly, and an exquisite folding fan appeared in her hand. Then, more than ten golden lights emerged from the storage bag and turned into more than ten golden small swords. The tips of the swords flashed with cold light and rushed towards Liu Yan like lightning.

"Hmph!" Liu Yan snorted disdainfully, "How dare you be so arrogant just relying on a top-grade defensive spiritual weapon? How ridiculous!" He looked at those golden swords with a look of contempt on his face.

Liu Yan held the bare brass ring in his hand and flicked his wrist. A fire dragon quickly flew back, spewing blazing flames from its mouth. The flames were so intense that they seemed to reduce everything to ash. Eight of the golden swords were unable to dodge and were instantly burned to ash.

The flames also affected Liu Yan, but surprisingly, the brass ring in Liu Yan's hand flashed red, and all the flames were absorbed into the ring, and then disappeared.

At this time, there was a fire dragon beside He Ling that kept spitting fire at her. Although the attack had weakened, it still made her feel a little tricky.

He Ling waved again, and more than ten black talismans flew in front of her and were neatly arranged together.

He stretched out his hand and activated his spiritual power, and the talisman paper turned into ashes in an instant. Then, a dozen small lightning snakes appeared in the air out of thin air. These lightning snakes were much more flexible than the golden sword and were also a level faster. Once released, they scattered in all directions, circled in the air, and after bypassing the red flame, they all attacked Liu Yan.

A trace of anger flashed across Liu Yan's face. He hadn't expected that an unknown disciple of the Tiankui Sect could actually fight with him. If others saw it, they would think that he, Liu Yan, was so incompetent.

Liu Yan controlled another fire dragon, and another breath of flames spewed out, wrapping Liu Yan himself in it. However, this time the lightning snakes learned their lesson and bent in the air. The snakes scattered again. Only one lightning snake was a little slow and was affected, turning into ashes in mid-air.

He Ling's face was a little pale at the moment, but she had a smile on her face. A glimmer of light flashed across the folding fan in her hand, and it was about to be activated!

At this moment, the emerald green bracelet on He Ling's wrist suddenly vibrated. He Ling frowned and looked in one direction.

After a little thought, he finally put away the folding fan in his hand.

He Ling then concentrated on controlling these little lightning snakes. The little lightning snakes were flexible and changeable, and their speed was incredibly fast. Although Liu Yan controlled the fire dragon, it was powerful, but not as flexible as the little snakes, and he could not do anything to the little lightning snakes for a while.

Seeing that he was completely at a disadvantage, Liu Yan's face flushed red. He slapped his chest and shouted, "You little brat, you dared to use some foreign objects? I'll let you see my true power!"

The next moment after Liu Yan patted his chest, the temperature around him rose inexplicably. The originally cool environment became extremely stuffy, making it difficult to breathe.

He Ling's expression changed, and a hint of surprise and vigilance flashed in her eyes. "This power! Lingbao!" she couldn't help but blurt out.

Liu Yan had a hint of disdain on his face, seemingly unconcerned with He Ling's reaction. He said coldly, "You do have some insight, but it's a shame it's not much."

He had a proud look on his face, and then he slowly said, "This is the real deal, a magical weapon that only a Foundation Establishment cultivator can refine!"

As he spoke, a dazzling red light suddenly flashed from his chest, and then a small, crimson sword slowly flew out from his chest. The sword was crystal clear, gleaming like a ruby. There was no flame around it, only a blazing heat that seemed to melt the entire space.

As time went by, the small red sword began to change. It gradually grew larger and turned into a seven-foot-long sword.

The sword flashed with red light, like a burning flame, which was terrifying. Then, a flame emerged from the sword. The flame was so powerful that the surrounding air was burned red, forming a blazing sea of fire.

The originally agile little lightning snake, under the power of the red sword, seemed to have entered the mud from the water. Its movements instantly became extremely difficult, as if it was suppressed by an invisible force and could not move freely.

Liu Yan swung the long sword casually, and a huge amount of flames spurted out from the sword. The lightning snakes in the air were already unable to move, and when they were hit by the flames, they turned into ashes all over the sky and fell in the air.

He Ling's face looked ugly, and her brows were furrowed. She had miscalculated. She knew that the person in front of her must have some powerful means, but she didn't expect that he was so impatient. They had only been fighting for a short time, and he actually used this magic weapon directly.

But he put away his own spiritual treasure. He Ling looked in one direction anxiously, knowing in his heart that he could not take care of both sides.

If she hesitated for a moment at this moment, she would probably die here. Her face was determined and she was about to sacrifice her magic treasure.

At this moment, a snow-white gem flew over, emitting a chill. The temperature that had been raised by the red sword magic weapon dropped again, and there was a hint of coolness in the air.

Liu Yan, who was holding the flaming sword, frowned. The power emanating from the white gem was no less than that of his own flaming sword, and even surpassed his own magic weapon by some points.

Then, a clear female voice, like a flowing spring, rang out: "Liu Yan from the Sanbao Sect? Why is the Sanbao Sect so arrogant? You can't bully the disciples of my Tiankui Sect just because you want."

As the words fell, a figure floated in front of He Ling.

The person who came was also a woman, wearing a black dress and a veil on her face. She was tall and had a proud curve on her chest. Her black skirt was longer than that of the average Tiankui Sect disciple, completely covering her feet.

The figure standing there was as gorgeous as a blooming black rose, making people want to pick it, but they didn't dare to touch it easily for fear of being pricked and bleeding.

Liu Yan's face was a little gloomy. He looked at the woman in front of him, several thoughts flashed through his eyes, and in the end, there was still a hint of unwillingness. He obviously knew this woman, and his tone was also a bit polite.

"So it's Senior Sister Yu from the Tiankui Sect. Your Tiankui Sect disciple stole my elixir, and not only do they have no remorse at all, but they are also extremely arrogant. I'm teaching her a lesson on behalf of Senior Sister Yu. It's not too much, is it?"

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