Fairy swords and sword spirits, especially sword spirits that have independent consciousness, should be very arrogant.
Even if the sword master is not strong enough, the sword spirit may not fully recognize the master, and it may even cause the sword spirit to backlash and the sword master to become a servant.
Xie Xuecheng should be the one who knows the most about swords among them. He also thinks that Su Yi cannot command such a powerful sword spirit.
However, the Sword Spirit really became like a child in front of Su Yi. After hearing Su Yi's order, it murmured in a low voice, "It's too hard to save one's life..."
Listen, is this human talk?
Yuan Haoran was so excited that he quickly said, "Isn't it okay if I don't fight?"
Are you kidding me?
This sword spirit can intimidate thousands of Human Realm Immortal. If you fight it, if it fails to control its strength and directly kills Yuan Haoran, who will he cry to?
"If you say you want to fight, you will fight, but if you say you don't want to fight, you won't fight? Wouldn't it be a shame for me?" Su Yi was a little displeased, staring at Yuan Haoran, and said, "Either you give in!"
"Admit defeat?" Yuan Haoran gritted his teeth and actually asked him to admit defeat with a shameless Qi Refining monk?
And he still admitted defeat in front of so many people. Can he still have fun in cultivating Immortal Realm in the future?
"If you don't admit it, fight." Su Yi waved his hand lazily towards the sword spirit.
This guy named Yuan Haoran is really annoying and should be taught a lesson.
When the sword spirit heard what Su Yi said, he wished that this guy would not admit defeat. It was very active and could show off its performance in front of Su Yi. Maybe Su Yi would stop sealing its power once he was in a good mood.
Yuan Haoran The corners of his eyes twitched hard, and he was so embarrassed!
The sword spirit in front of you gives people a feeling that it is too powerful to match just standing there.
The fairy sword has become a spiritual entity!
Even two thousand years ago, the two fairy swords Way of Orthodox Unity Zhang Daoling left behind only produced the most rudimentary consciousness of Diandian. As for the sword spirit to materialize, it would have to wait for thousands of years.
The sword spirit in front of it feels terrifying just thinking about it.
However, it is impossible to admit defeat!
How could Yuan Family people bow their heads and admit defeat to garbage like Su Yi?
"No!" Yuan Haoran gritted his teeth and stared at the sword spirit warily.
Sword Spirit now looks like a five-year-old child, with a watermelon head, pink skin, and watery black and white eyes, looking harmless to humans and animals.
"Hey! It's okay if you don't recognize me!" As soon as Sword Spirit finished speaking, he appeared in front of Yuan Haoran.
Yuan Haoran Before he could react, the man had already flown out and was hit hard a hundred meters away. All his clothes were turned into pieces, there were countless sword marks on his body, and he was turned into a bloody man. His life and death were unknown.
"I... I haven't made a move yet." Sword Spirit stood there with a stunned look on his face, mist rising in his eyes, and turned around to look at Su Yi with an innocent face.
It really hasn't taken action yet!
Before his fingers even touched Yuan Haoran, this guy fell down.
Su Yi said, take a breath!
If this little guy dies here, Su Yi will have to seal it for tens of thousands of years?
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooootww... go see if he's dead!!"
Sword Spirit was almost crying.
Ye Xiaxuan was also frightened and quickly stepped forward to check Yuan Haoran's injuries.
Old Yang and the others were not idle, and followed them closely. If Yuan Haoran died here, would Yuan Family's people not be able to cause trouble to them Thirteenth Bureau?
Su Yi walked forward slowly. He also miscalculated. The power of the sword spirit has long been beyond the reach of immortal cultivators of this era. Even if the sword spirit does not really make a move, it just exudes a trace of aura, which is enough to obliterate it.
Fortunately, Sword Spirit didn't take action. Otherwise, with Yuan Haoran's cultivation, even ten thousand deaths would not be enough.
There is still one breath left.
Su Yi also has a little headache. Yuan Haoran The current injury is really just a breath of relief.
If Su Yi didn't take treatment, Yuan Haoran probably wouldn't survive.
Forget it, seeing as Yuan Tiangang is quite interesting, it's not easy to cut off his bloodline. Su Yi didn't intend to kill him in the first place.
Su Yi's Universe in the Sleeve also had some Elixir, which he had fiddled with in his spare time before. He found one with the lowest grade and pinched it in his hand. The next moment, it had been transferred to Ye Xiaxuan's hand.
Ye Xiaxuan was stunned, when did she have a round thing in her hand?
When she opened her palm, she saw only one Elixir, not much bigger than a grain of rice.
Elixir exudes a light golden luster, and you can tell at a glance that it is not an ordinary product.
Old Yang stared at Elixir in Ye Xiaxuan's hand, his eyes that were only a slit widened. "Elixir?!"
Such an exquisite breath is definitely an elixir, and it is the kind of elixir that is rare in the world.
This kind of medicine can completely change the fate of an immortal cultivator. If thrown out, it will be enough to beat the heads of immortal cultivators all over the world.
"Ha?" Ye Xiaxuan then realized that this kind of thing should have been given to her by Su Yi to save Yuan Haoran. When Old Yang said this, she laughed dryly and said, "I only have one, give it to him first."
Old Yang swallowed hard. If it were a hundred years ago, he might even have the idea of robbery.
Ye Xiaxuan had no idea how precious this Elixir was in this era. Anyway, Su Yi gave it to her at this time, definitely to save Yuan Haoran.
Ye Xiaxuan then directly stuffed Elixir into Yuan Haoran's mouth without showing any signs of distress.
Elixir entered Yuan Haoran's mouth and turned directly into a golden liquid flowing into his stomach. Within three breaths, Yuan Haoran's body surface emitted a faint golden light. Those sword marks healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, the scars formed and fell off. The bloody man just now healed all his injuries in an instant.
Yuan Haoran also suddenly opened his eyes, with golden light flowing around the black pupils.
He had already felt the effect of the elixir in his body, so he sat on the ground without saying anything, with his five hearts raised to the sky, and began to practice.
"Is he okay?" Ye Xiaxuan looked at Yuan Haoran's appearance and asked subconsciously.
Old Yang adjusted his glasses with trembling hands and said, "How could something happen? This kind of elixir...Miss Ye is really willing to give it up!"
It is not an exaggeration to say that the situation just now brought the dead back to life. If such an elixir were taken when Nascent Soul was created, the foundation would definitely be more solid. Even for the top immortal cultivating sect, this level of elixir must be regarded as an elixir handed down from generation to generation. Unless there is an unparalleled talent in the sect, how can it be willing to use it.
"It's okay. Doctors are kindhearted. My grandfather often taught me that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda." Ye Xiaxuan looked indifferent, not realizing what this elixir meant.
Su Yi walked over and glanced at Yuan Haoran. This Yuan Haoran could be considered a blessing in disguise. He really didn't know if what he was doing was right or not. Some things really shouldn't appear in this world.
I originally thought that I would teach this kid a little lesson, but unexpectedly I actually gave him a magical destiny.
Forget it, after all, we are old friends, and he doesn't need these Elixirs anyway. I just hope that Yuan Haoran kids won't be so annoying in the future.