Seeking immortality.

Chapter 271 Fighting wits and courage
This is the only reasonable explanation!
However, it is a bit unbelievable. As we all know, since ordinary Jindan cultivators know that they can only refine one talisman under normal circumstances, they usually choose flying swords or treasured swords.

Of course, there may be magic weapons of other shapes, but generally speaking, they are used for attack-type treasures, and for refining shield-type magic weapons, not to mention that there are no magic weapons, but they are really... rare.

This guy is so afraid of death.

Qin Yan was a little dumbfounded, but it didn't mean that the Golden Core cultivator in front of him would be easy to deal with. On the contrary, although the defense attribute treasures would cause him to lack attack power, the corresponding level of defense would be far better than that of immortal cultivators of the same level. It will be more difficult to kill it.

So this is a very headache opponent.

Unlucky, think about defeating each of them, why did you choose him as the first one?

With Qin Yan's city mansion, a trace of annoyance could not help but flash across his face.

But the matter has come to this point, it is useless to be depressed, even if you know that the other party is difficult to deal with, you can only bite the bullet and find a way to get rid of it.

Qin Yan secretly groaned in his heart, and a gloomy look also flashed across the face of the old man surnamed Lei.

As soon as the expert stretched out his hand, he knew if it was there. Although the two of them only fought once, the power of the attack just now was not like that of an ordinary immortal cultivator at the foundation establishment stage?
Could it be that this kid is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger? He is actually an old monster at the Golden Core level, deliberately hiding his aura, trying to let himself relax his vigilance?

wrong!

The old man surnamed Lei shook his head. He had already made a move at such a close distance. Under such circumstances, it was impossible for the opponent to use the technique of restraining energy, so he was indeed a foundation-level cultivator.

After making this judgment, he breathed a sigh of relief. The other party might be a little stronger than ordinary foundation-builder cultivators, but there was absolutely no way to compare with him.

"Damn little guy, I was almost intimidated by your bluff just now."

Thinking of this, the old man surnamed Lei became more and more annoyed, with a flick of his sleeve robe, two black rainbows flew out from his sleeves, flying like lightning, and went straight to his head.

"Baby, no."

Qin Yan shook his head. It was just a spiritual weapon, but he still didn't dare to be careless. He stretched out his hand and patted his waist, and there was a non-metallic disc in his palm.

Then Qin Yan stretched out his finger, and the disc turned around, and it suddenly became larger to a radius of Zhang Xu. At the same time, the sound of humming came to the ears, and a large amount of white air burst out from the surface of the disc.

Soon, the two flying black rainbows were enveloped in it, and the speed of the black rainbows suddenly became sluggish, greatly slowing down.

At the same time, its original shape came into view, it turned out to be two short daggers several feet long, the light shining on the surface is extraordinary, these are actually two top-grade spiritual weapons.

As expected of the ancestor of Jindan, although he didn't have the spare energy to refine the second treasure, the value of the top-grade spiritual weapon was no small matter. Even the immortal cultivators in the late stage of foundation establishment would regard it as a treasure.

Of course, Qin Yan is not bad either. The disk-shaped thing he took out is also a top-grade spiritual weapon. After all, he has killed so many powerful enemies back and forth. There must be such precious treasures among the trophies. There are also several pieces.

They are usually not used, but Qin Yan put them away in different categories, and now they are used to defend against the enemy, and they immediately show excellent results.

The surface of this disc is just an auxiliary type of treasure, but it is actually much more precious than ordinary top-grade spiritual weapons. Now that the two short daggers are wrapped in the white air he released, they seem to be a little immobile.

The face of the old man surnamed Lei became more and more gloomy. One time may be a coincidence, but one after another, it shows the extraordinary strength of Qin Yan.

This little guy is difficult to deal with, he has never met such a difficult foundation-building stage immortal cultivator.

And it's only in the middle stage of foundation establishment, which is simply unbelievable!

However, it is still too self-defeating to want to compete with myself.

"Idiot, you want to trap the treasure of this deity. You really don't know how to live or die. I will show you the horror of Golden Core cultivator right now."

The grinning voice of the old man surnamed Lei came to his ears, before he finished speaking, his hands were already flying up and down, and he continued to type out several magic formulas one after another.

Following his movements, he injected pure and abnormal magic energy into the treasure in front of him.

Naturally, Qin Yan was not idle either. He made almost the same movements, and typed out one after another. Then he raised his right hand, pointed at the disc in front of him dignifiedly like a mountain, and shouted softly: "Quick!"

Following his movements, the pure mana in Qin Yan's dantian Zifu also surged out, and the two began to compete. During this process, there was no sword, light or sword, but it was actually very dangerous. For example, it is quite a bit of internal power to compete with a secular martial arts master. There are some similarities.

To be honest, neither of them expected that the battle would be so intense from the very beginning.

Surprisingly, the reactions of the two were also very different.

The old man surnamed Lei was a little stunned at first, but then he laughed happily: "What an idiot, a mere foundation-building cultivator dares to compete in mana with me, a Golden Core cultivator, I think you are tired of living."

Qin Yan didn't say anything, he was neither flustered nor half happy, but desperately poured his consciousness and mana into the treasure in front of him.

After a few breaths of stalemate like this, an incredible scene happened. The two short spears were wrapped in white mist, and they flew towards Qin Yan slowly bit by bit.

The old man's laughter stopped abruptly, and the expression on his face changed to surprise and astonishment. He couldn't believe the scene in front of him. How could it be possible? He actually lost in this competition of mana and consciousness, and lost to a mere foundation-builder. A mid-term cultivator?
"hateful."

In addition to being stunned, he seemed a little panicked. Of course, he was more disbelieving and dissatisfied, so he desperately started to fight, but unfortunately he was unable to recover.

Soon the two spiritual weapons fell into Qin Yan's hands, and he affixed a prohibition talisman on them, and put them in the storage bag on his waist.

"puff……"

The old man surnamed Lei spewed blood from his mouth. Although the two short daggers were not his natal treasures, they still suffered a certain amount of mana backlash under the influence of his mind. Of course, Qin Yan would not miss such a good opportunity. With a flick of the sleeve robe.

The sound of "whoosh" pierced through the air, and a blue light flew towards the opponent's throat.

Taking advantage of his illness to kill him, the fight just now did not mean that Qin Yan's mana has surpassed the Jindan stage immortal cultivators, but to be correct, it is far superior in terms of the purity of mana. Quantity is far less than.

So a long delay is not good for him, but a quick decision may take the lead.

So he took advantage of the situation and launched an attack.

That blue glow was as fast as lightning, almost in the blink of an eye, it flew to the eyes of the old man surnamed Lei.

(End of this chapter)