Old Yang's face is not very pretty.
Let Su Yi pay for it with his life?
He knows He Xiongfeng, the fifth elder of the Extreme Emperor Immortal Sect, and the master of Late Nascent Soul Stage.
In today's practice of the Immortal Realm, he can indeed be considered a first-rate master.
But it also depends on the right person!
Old Yang is also a cultivator of Late Nascent Soul Stage. After guessing that Su Yi wiped out thousands of Human Realm Immortal overnight, he was naturally in awe of Su Yi.
What's wrong now, He Xiongfeng actually asked Su Yi to pay for it with his life?
Are you asking for death?
Old Yang is also very depressed. He doesn't let Han Wenfu mess with Su Yi, that's for Han Wenfu's own good.
Although there was something wrong with Han Wenfu, Old Yang didn't want him to die in the hands of Su Yi because of these trivial matters.
Now it's just a broken leg, so I'm lucky.
Old Yang can't even imagine what the consequences will be if Su Yi is really angered?
"Old Mr. He, Little Han was also at fault in this matter. If possible, I hope that the big thing will be reduced to a small matter." Old Yang sighed, and wanted to save He Xiongfeng again.
He Xiongfeng chuckled and said, "Old Yang! Do you think too highly of your Thirteenth Bureau armor?"
"As long as you don't care about what happened today and I kill him, there will be no grudge between our sect and you Thirteenth Bureau." He Xiongfeng doesn't want to fall out with the entire Thirteenth Bureau directly because of this matter, but in his opinion, Su Yi must die.
Old Yang Mei frowned, shook his head, and said, "Old Mr. He, I have also persuaded you. If you insist on killing him, just go ahead and kill him! As for the consequences... I, Thirteenth Bureau, have nothing to do with him."
He has said all that, and finally talked about the consequences. The meaning is already obvious. As long as He Xiongfeng has a little brain, he will understand that there is something in his words.
"Consequences?!" He Xiongfeng laughed loudly and said loudly, "What do you mean, what is the background of that boy? Is he a descendant of which sect? Fellow Daoists present, which sect of yours is that boy? Tell me if there will be any fate!"
At this time, there were already many immortal cultivators from major sects in the sky watching the fun, and some acquaintances were still whispering among themselves.
"I see that the junior in the armor is only Qi Refining. He was able to kill enemies by leapfrogging in such a armor, and even broke one of Han Wenfu's legs. It seems that technology is really advanced now."
"What's the use of that? He Xiongfeng is already dead. Is it possible that a kid from the Qi Refining Realm can fight against a master from Late Nascent Soul Stage by wearing those clothes? Then what kind of immortals can we cultivate?"
"That's right!" A cultivator shook his head and was very unfavorable about Su Yi, "If He Xiongfeng takes action, it will be one move at most!"
He Xiongfeng also waited for half a minute. Seeing that no immortal cultivator came down to confront him, he slowly walked towards Su Yi.
In the current situation, all the larger sects have sent experts to the small world. He shouted so loud just now. If Su Yi is really a disciple of any major sect, I am afraid someone has already come down.
In this way, Old Yang is just painting tiger skin for Su Yi.
This kid is just a relative of his Old Yang.
"Hmph!" He Xiongfeng thought that he had been very cautious, and he didn't waste any words. He snorted coldly, walked up to Su Yi in two steps, and waved out his palm.
This palm contains eight levels of internal energy. Even if you are wearing armor, the person inside the armor will be instantly shaken to a pulp.
Defense?
How do mortals know how weird the attacks of immortal cultivators are.
Su Yi didn't make any block, or in other words, he didn't move.
Doesn't the old man in front of me happen to be Nascent Soul Realm?
Dr. Li said, this No. 089 Battle Armor can withstand the attack of monk Nascent Soul.
And Su Yi also saw that this palm is mainly a transfer of internal energy and will not cause any harm to the armor itself.
Then why hide?
Su Yi didn't even move his eyelids.
Only a muffled sound was heard, and He Xiongfeng's fleshy palm landed firmly on Su Yi's chest.
"I am so merciful that I will leave your whole body intact!" He Xiongfeng slowly retracted his hand after finishing the beating.
In his opinion, no matter how amazing the defensive power of the armor is, the people inside will already have their hearts cut off and will not survive.
The immortal cultivators above also shook their heads.
"Let's go! There's nothing to see anymore. Kill with one move!"
"I thought I was really invincible when I put on that armor."
"Are you kidding? Qi Refining fights Nascent Soul? Even Spirit Qi Sect's genius is impossible!"
Just when all the immortal cultivators were about to disperse, Su Yi raised the alloy sword he wore in his battle armor.
The sword was wrapped with electric light, and this sword cut off He Xiongfeng's arm.
"Ah!" He Xiongfeng cried out in pain.
Because of the high temperature on the alloy sword, the wound was burnt without even a drop of blood.
"What? That kid is not dead!"
"What happened? He actually cut off He Xiongfeng's hand?"
"He Xiongfeng is too careless. He probably thought that kid was dead."
"It really made me laugh to death, He Xiongfeng capsized in the gutter! A Nascent Soul monk had his hand cut off by a Qi Refining Realm kid!"
Those cultivators talked about everything, and most of them mocked He Xiongfeng.
If it was just Su Yi being beaten to death with a slap, it would really be meaningless.
The excitement is no longer lively at all.
On the contrary, now that He Xiongfeng actually had one of his hands cut off, things became interesting.
"How is that possible?!" He Xiongfeng also stared at Su Yi in disbelief.
With this palm, he used 80% of his strength. No matter how strong the armor's defense was, it would still be impossible to block it.
Su Yi smiled and said, "What do you mean it's impossible?"
"You... are not injured at all?"
The armor even covered his face, leaving only a pair of eyes, but the aura exuded by Su Yi was just that of Qi Refining's cultivation. Although He Xiongfeng couldn't see Su Yi's current expression, he could tell by listening to his voice that Su Yi was fine at all.
This is outrageous!
"Should I be seriously injured?" Su Yi asked back, and then thought about the power that had just been transmitted to him...
Well, if he is really just a monk Qi Refining, then it seems that he should probably die.
Anyway Su Yi is not sure.
He is not a real Qi Refining immortal cultivator.
However, I believe most people will think that this is the result of the armor.
"Damn it!" He Xiongfeng also quickly came to his senses, but one of his hands was broken. With his cultivation, it should be more than enough to kill Su Yi.
After cursing, He Xiongfeng raised his remaining left hand, and a fairy sword fell into his hand.
His fairy sword is not very good, at least it does not produce sword spirits.
He swung his sword and was about to behead Su Yi!