Su Ziyan looked at them coldly. He knew that no matter how he asked, he would not get any results, so he simply stopped asking.
He just looked at them expressionlessly. Of course, Su Ziyan was not afraid of them.
After all, he even killed a cultivator at the fifth level of Qi training. How could he be afraid of the two people in front of him? But after all, there were two of them, so it would still be a bit troublesome to deal with them.
The two men did not attack immediately because they were a little unsure about the monk in front of them.
They saw that Su Ziyan had a blank expression on his face, as if he didn't care about them at all and looked calm and composed. They were afraid that Su Ziyan had some conspiracy, so they didn't dare to act rashly.
The stalemate lasted for a long time, and they didn't notice anything different about the person in front of them. Finally, the two monks couldn't bear it anymore and decided to take action.
The thin-faced monk smiled at the middle-aged man and said, "Fellow Daoist Ge, I'll take care of this kid. Don't interfere."
As soon as he finished speaking, without waiting for the middle-aged man to speak, he slapped his storage bag and took out a one-inch-long curved hook, a low-grade magic weapon, from the storage bag, which emitted a faint black light.
Then he kept making hand gestures with both hands, and finally sent a stream of magic power to the hook, and shouted, "Hurry!" The hook flashed with black light, turned into a length of four feet, and chopped towards Su Ziyan.
Su Ziyan saw the thin man's curved hook magic weapon attacking him and did not dare to be careless.
He also slapped his storage bag, took out the one-inch long low-grade magical flying sword, and injected his own magic power into it, turning the flying sword into a length of four feet, which collided and entangled with the thin-faced monk's hook.
The two magical weapons continued to collide with each other, and some of the surrounding houses were affected and destroyed.
The middle-aged man next to him frowned when he saw this scene.
He immediately said to the thin man, "Brother Bing, you are not allowed to fight alone now. I am afraid that the noise of my fight has alerted the law enforcement officer. If we don't solve it quickly, if the law enforcement officer from the market comes over, it will not be a good thing for us."
When the thin-faced monk heard what the middle-aged man said, he felt that he was no longer allowed to act impulsively and could only agree reluctantly.
The middle-aged man was right. If law enforcement came, they would all be in trouble, so it had to be resolved as soon as possible.
The middle-aged man didn't say anything. He immediately slapped his storage bag and took out a slender long sword.
With a movement of his spiritual consciousness, he immediately injected magic power into the long sword, and with a wave of his finger, the long sword also joined the battle.
Su Ziyan felt tremendous pressure instantly, and the thin-faced man, seeing the help of the middle-aged man, attacked Su Ziyan from the side.
Su Ziyan had no choice but to use his flying sword to deal with the middle-aged man while avoiding the sneak attack from the thin-faced man.
Su Ziyan took out a low-grade magic shield from his storage bag, which had conch-like threads on it.
The injected magic power immediately covered Su Ziyan's entire body, preventing the thin-faced man from attacking with his hook, while the flying sword kept entangled with the slender long sword.
Generally speaking, for a cultivator, when his cultivation level is very low, it is more than enough to control a magic weapon.
However, if one manipulates two or more magical instruments, not only will the mana in the dantian of the cultivator be consumed quickly, but his spiritual consciousness will also be damaged.
Therefore, when most monks fight, in order to save their own mana and spiritual awareness, they will choose to use a magic weapon to fight the enemy. When they need to defend, they will put away the attacking magic weapon and take out the defensive magic weapon.
Of course, cultivators with higher levels of cultivation can ignore the above restrictions, but generally they still use lower-level magical instruments.
This way you can reduce the rapid consumption of your mana and also keep it within the tolerance range of your spiritual consciousness.
And now that Su Ziyan is only at the fourth level of Qi training, he dares to manipulate two low-grade magical instruments. When the two cultivators saw this, they almost thought that Su Ziyan was a cultivator at the sixth level or above.
But after a long time, when he didn't see Su Ziyan display any cultivation level above the sixth level, he was sure that he was not the one, and finally he felt that Su Ziyan was stupid.
Because the cultivator who dares to manipulate two magical instruments must have a cultivation level of above the sixth level of Qi training. This is common sense in the world of immortal cultivation.
If you forcibly use two magic weapons, not only will your spiritual power be consumed very quickly, but once your spiritual consciousness can no longer support it, you will be directly backlashed.
This monk will either become an idiot or faint directly. Instead of hurting the enemy, he will exhaust himself to death.
But they were also very happy. Su Ziyan was undoubtedly seeking death by doing this, and they were happy with it.
What they didn't know was that Su Ziyan's spiritual awareness had already reached the equivalent of the sixth level of Qi training. Although his own spiritual power had not yet fully reached the level of the sixth level of Qi training, it was almost there.
Because he possesses five spiritual roots, he has more spiritual roots than others, and he has also received marrow cleansing and bone strengthening from Ming Daozi, so the spiritual power stored in him is also deeper than those cultivators with other spiritual roots.
And he didn't know if it was because of the glass lotus, but his magic power was more than twice as strong as others.
He also received Ming Daozi's marrow cleansing and bone strengthening treatment, so his magic power is now among the deeper ones among those of the same level.
Before, when facing the monk named Zhou, it was because he didn't know how to use his magic power and had no experience in fighting that he got himself into that state. Otherwise, he should know how to use his own magic power and fighting experience.
When fighting with that Zhou family cultivator, he wouldn't have to suffer from the serious side effects of the elixir.
But in the end, after constantly making up for my shortcomings, I am now slowly getting used to it.
The two cultivators did not know what Su Ziyan was thinking. If they knew, they would probably understand why Su Ziyan was so calm at the beginning. Now they were still attacking Su Ziyan.
They tried to take Su Ziyan down as quickly as possible, but gradually they felt powerless.
Su Ziyan then took out a spirit stone and began to absorb the spiritual energy in it. Although he could control these magical instruments, the speed at which his spiritual power and consciousness were depleted still shocked him.
He knew that if his cultivation was higher, it wouldn't be so difficult for him to operate these two magical instruments.
But now it's just a thought. If I could practice Qi to the sixth level, these two cultivators would not dare to provoke me.
The two cultivators also realized something was wrong. After fighting for such a long time, how come the consciousness and magic power of the person in front of them have not been exhausted? Could it be that this person is not at the fourth level of Qi training, but at the sixth level or above?
But what he showed was only the fourth level of Qi training. If he was at the sixth level or above, the two of them would have been killed by him long ago and would not have had to wait that long.
The collision sounds of these magic weapons and the light of some of the magic weapons themselves finally attracted the attention of some monks nearby, but those monks did not come to watch the fun.
At this time, Su Ziyan also knew that he could not continue to waste time like this, otherwise it would be troublesome when the law enforcement officer came.
The law enforcement officer doesn't care who is right or wrong. As long as there is a fight, both sides will be sanctioned by the law enforcement officer, so he doesn't want to face those people.
So he put away the flying sword and took out a talisman from his storage bag. There were many runes drawn on it with an unknown liquid.
When the two monks saw the talisman Su Ziyan took out, they shouted in unison, "Intermediate talisman!"
They looked at each other in extreme panic, and they frantically practiced their skills, pushing their magic weapons to the extreme.
He attacked Su Ziyan's shield with all his strength, but for the moment he was unable to do anything to Su Ziyan.
Su Ziyan did not have the energy to pay attention to the two monks. He concentrated on injecting spiritual power into the talisman.
As Su Ziyan's spiritual power was injected into the talisman, it slowly began to emit bursts of red light.
When Su Ziyan's spiritual power was about to collapse, the talisman finally stopped absorbing spiritual power and emitted a faint red light.
When the two monks saw this situation, they no longer cared about the mission or their magic weapons, and immediately turned around and tried to escape.
However, the talisman in Su Ziyan's hand shot out instantly, and when it shot into the air, it turned into a fireball with a diameter of about one foot, and quickly smashed towards the two monks.
The two monks saw that they could not escape, so they could only fight hard. They quickly took out defensive magic shields from their storage bags and activated them to the extreme.
The fireball had already reached in front of them and smashed down, hitting the shield. With a loud bang, all the houses within a radius of seven feet were reduced to dust in the explosion.
The law enforcement officers in this market were finally attracted by the loud noise. They flew on their swords and quickly flew over here.
Su Ziyan's spiritual sense discovered that the two monks were directly shocked by the aftermath of the fireball and vomited blood and died, and even their shields were broken.
He quickly took the two storage bags and the two attacking magic weapons, and shot out two fireballs, turning the two corpses into ashes.
He did not stay here any longer and immediately moved to the side, because he knew that the loud noise must have attracted the law enforcement officers.
Therefore, he must leave here as soon as possible before those law enforcement officers arrive, otherwise his end will be very miserable.
After a cup of tea, the law enforcement officers finally arrived. There were eight of them, seven men and one woman, wearing white armor.
They were also a little shocked when they saw the scene here. There was a big pit more than four feet deep and more than ten feet wide. They looked and found two defensive magic weapons with cracks.
The one in front was a beautiful middle-aged woman who seemed to be the leader, and the others were extremely respectful to her.
The beautiful woman stretched out her hand, and one of the cracked defensive shields flew into her hand. She looked left and right and understood something.
Then he released his spiritual sense to check the surroundings. An old man behind him asked, "Senior, what did you find out?"
The beautiful middle-aged woman did not turn around, and continued to search the surroundings, but she spoke, "This looks like the result of an intermediate fireball talisman. I know what you are thinking. Don't worry, this is not a fight between Condensation Vortex cultivators, so you don't have to worry."
"Separately, check the surroundings to see if there is anyone nearby, and then use the sound transmission note to inform me."
When the people behind her heard the arrangement made by the middle-aged beautiful woman, they did not dare to raise any objection. They just bowed to the middle-aged beautiful woman and flew off on their swords to search.