The spiritual weapon is extremely precious, even among the 800,000 disciples of the True Yuan Sect, only some outstanding disciples of the inner sect can have it.

Outer disciples, it is impossible to have a spiritual weapon, at most it is an ordinary magic weapon.

Of course, some outer disciples are extremely lucky, and they may also pick up some ancient spirit weapons when they practice, but the probability is too small.

Spiritual weapons, must be cultivated to the Yuanying realm, with their own mana to communicate the context of heaven and earth, mana has the spirituality of heaven and man, and all kinds of large arrays are arranged on the items before they can be refined.

A spiritual weapon, known as a flying sword, is extremely powerful, and it is a self-defense artifact that cultivators under the Jindan realm dream of.

The spirit weapon contains a large array, and it can also operate endlessly, which is definitely not comparable to the magic weapon.

Like Yuntian's "Purple Wind Sword", after ordinary people drip blood and sacrifice, they can command with their hearts, fly up and down, kill the enemy, and do not consume their own physical strength, and one person can face thousands of troops and horses calmly.

A spiritual weapon flying sword, if it falls into a secular dynasty, it will rely on this thing to win the position of a prince and a marquis for himself......

You don't have to think about Dao weapons, let alone treasure weapons.

"Spirit weapon, and the quality is not low!" The leader of the warcers was obviously well-informed, and as soon as Yun Tian took out the Purple Wind Sword, it recognized the quality of the sword, but the greed in his eyes completely betrayed it.

"Hmph, you want it, then I'll give it to you!"

Yun Tian's mind moved, and the Purple Wind Sword flew between the underground jungles, rolling up a purple wind, destroying huge trees and shattering mountains and rocks wherever it went.

In the blink of an eye, the unsteady sword light had already enveloped the warlock leader, and the sharp sword light rubbed against the hard bone shell of the warlock, and the dazzling sparks made people dare not look directly.

The edge of the "Purple Wind Sword" is really sharp, and the "Wind Gathering Array" above it is running to the extreme, and only a cyan shadow can be seen between flights.

"Woohoo!"

The sharp sword cut through the hard body of the warlock, and this warlock could only defend hard, and he couldn't kill Yuntian at all, because the speed of the Purple Wind Sword was so fast that it couldn't react to it.

Of course, the other warcas would not wait and not move, and at the moment when Yuntian attacked the leader of the warcs, more than a dozen warlocks had already launched attacks on him, and the violent wind brought by the iron rod caused the air to explode frequently.

The huge power fell on the top of Yun Tian's head in an instant, Yun Tian didn't dare to be careless, his body dodged again and again, but fortunately, his speed was amazing, and these iron rods fell short one after another.

"Bang bang bang!"

Yun Tian didn't stop at all, the fist technique was fused, the footwork was mysterious, and a few punches were punched, and five or six demons were instantly knocked away, but the consequence was that he was hit with an iron rod.

However, Yuntian didn't seem to feel it, and his body moved faster and faster, leaving afterimages on the empty ground one by one.

Every time he hit a demon warrior, his strength would be greater, and his whole skeletal muscles would exert force at the same time, and gradually, Yun Tian seemed to have mastered the art of power.

And he seems to be getting easier and easier, he has a better grasp of his body, his bones are both soft and hard, his muscles are combined with his fists, his strength gradually increases, and a few weaker magicians were killed by him with one punch.

"Purple Wind Sword!"

As soon as his mind moved, the purple wind sword flew into his hand, Yuntian's body was like thousands of willow branches swaying in the wind, his feet alternated, and the purple wind sword in his hand was like a breeze and drizzle, seemingly powerless, but in fact soft and rigid.

Flutter!

Yun Tian's sword pierced into the scale armor of an underground warrior, stabbing him through a hole in the heart, and the iron rod of the underground warrior struck him alive on his robe.

Kill the demons!

Stick!

Kill!

Dodge!

Killing!

Yun Tian rushed directly into the team of magicians, his body was like a spirit monkey, his flying sword was like a meteor, his breath was as fierce as the sun, his momentum was getting stronger and stronger, and his actual combat experience in fighting was getting richer and richer.

This is the real battle!

Real Angry Fight!

The hundred-headed magician, the sticks are flying, and if he hesitates, he will stand

Seriously injured or killed, there is absolutely no fluke at all!

What is the most tempering of people's will?

It's not a petty fight, it's not right and wrong, it's good and evil, it's a real fight, and you're fearless in the face of thousands of armies and swords.

The demons in the underground are a ferocious race, and Yuntian fights with this ferocious race with one man and one sword! Fight alone! Test of courage! It is wisdom! It is strength! It is luck! There is absolutely no luck!

From a very young age, Yun Tian learned to kill, but the targets of killing were all some demon beasts, or people who did all kinds of evil, and he had never killed a good person, so he had a clear conscience!

Now facing this group of demons who want to kill him, his heart is very calm, the purple wind sword is flying in his hand, assassinating the key points of the demons, dodging the attacks of the demons, and taking his life with fierce swordsmanship.

One by one, the lives disappeared under his own sword, and when every demon was stabbed to death by himself, Yun Tian found that his spirit was sharpened and he felt the breath of the revenant.

He seems to have turned into a god of death, constantly reaping the lives of the magicians!

Yun Tian's physical strength is long, much stronger than the average master of the Manifestation Realm, but he has also encountered danger, if it weren't for the mana on the "Purple Wind Sword" in his hand with a sharp aura, it would break as soon as he touched the iron rod of the magician, if it weren't for the Dao clothes on his body, he would have been killed more than ten times.

Rao is like this, Yuntian's whole body is bruised at this time, but he is completely immune to this pain, otherwise it will be in vain to destroy his body for eight years.

There are definitely no less than 100 kinds of elixirs that Yun Tian takes, and as for how many pills there are, the minimum is more than 100,000, because he has always eaten pills as food, and he feels luxurious when he thinks about it. But Yuntian has this condition.

Therefore, his body's recovery power is extremely strong, and the bruises will automatically dissipate after a long time, and there is no need to take healing pills at all.

Burst!

Suddenly, Yun Tianyi was accidentally hit in the chest by the "Mighty Demon Stick", and his qi and blood suddenly surged, and he couldn't hold on to a mouthful of blood spurting out, but he seemed to be fine, wiped the blood on his mouth with his hand, and killed the leader of the demon with a move of his body.

At this time, the ground was full of a strong smell of blood, and when I looked at it with big eyes, I saw Yun Rou standing in the sky expressionlessly, and there was only Yun Tian and a huge warlock on the ground, this warlock was naturally the head of the warlock with magic weapons.

When Yun Rou saw Yun Tian's mouthful of blood spurting out, her heart twitched violently, he wanted to go down to help Yun Tian, but she also knew Yun Tianning's personality, so she could only look at Yun Tian stupidly, always ready to help.

At this time, although there was only this one demon left, Yun Tian's physical strength was also extremely consumed, if he was in his prime, it would naturally not be difficult to kill this demon warrior, but now it was a little difficult.

Of course, it's just a little difficult, and I'm sure Yuntian will definitely be able to kill this magician!

"Hmph, let me die!"

Yuntian roared, shrunk into inches, and the distance of a few zhang was instantaneous, and the purple wind sword in his hand turned into a purple wind, shooting towards the head of the magician, and he himself formed a fist with both hands and hit the demon.

"Whew!"

The demon let out a strange roar, and the "Mighty Magic Stick" in his hand instantly hit the Purple Wind Sword, but the Purple Wind Sword suddenly rotated ninety degrees, and slashed on the magic wand, and the magic weapon-level powerful magic wand was cut off by the Purple Wind Sword.

Then the sword momentum did not stop at all, and continued to shoot at the head of the warlock, and at this time, Yuntian's fist appeared within a foot of the warlock.

"No!"

The demon roared, his body dodged, and the two fists hit Yun Tian's fist at the same time, the two fists collided, and each retreated, and at this moment, Yun Tian kicked out, and kicked the demon in the chest.

A mouthful of blood spurted out of the warlock, and he wanted to attack Yuntian, but at this moment, the Purple Wind Sword inexplicably appeared behind the warlock's head, and then stabbed down with a sword.

..........

There is no surprise that this warlock leader can't die!