Seeing that the crisis was finally over, Ye Xiaoyao felt like the world was spinning and his will was completely plunged into darkness!
despair!
An Zizai hurriedly stepped forward and hugged Ye Xiaoyao, and at this moment, Sword Madman also stepped over!
After taking a closer look, a wry smile appeared on his face: "You bastard, you are going to waste one of my royal healing pills again!"
Whoosh!
As he said that, he immediately stuffed a pill with surging spiritual energy into Ye Xiaoyao's mouth!
The power of the elixir spread, and the injuries all over his body began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye!
"Nizi, take him back!"
Following the instructions of Madman Sword, An Zizai immediately carried Ye Xiaoyao on his back and returned to Yijian Sect.
When the two left, Madman Sword immediately glanced into the distance, with a pair of eyes filled with coldness!
In the distance, the black and white patrolman who had shaken off the two brothers and sisters holding swords and peeping secretly, suddenly felt cold all over his body. He no longer dared to have any extra thoughts, turned around hurriedly and turned into two streams of light and hurried away.
At this time, Madman Sword turned around and left, but an indifferent shout echoed through the sky.
"Feng Qinglan, take care of those two idiots from China. If there is another time, I won't mind cleaning up the house for your Tianjiao Chamber of Commerce!!"
Swish! Swish!
After the sword madman left, a middle-aged man in green robes and a woman in red quietly appeared!
They are the father and daughter of the Feng family.
"Father, where did this sword madman come from, and how could he have such terrifying strength!" Feng Linglong's eyebrows were solemn.
It was just a sword energy, but killing the powerful Emperor Wu was like killing a chicken and a dog, it was simply terrifying!
Feng Qinglan was silent for a long time, and finally said quietly: "Daughter, although you grew up in Nanzhou, you must have heard a saying - there are as many geniuses in China as dogs, only one sword can shake China!"
"What! Could it be that he is the legendary sword?!" Feng Linglong was shocked on the spot!
...
Three days later, inside Yijian Sect.
Ye Xiaoyao closed his eyes tightly and lay on the bed. The injuries all over his body were intact as before.
But there was no sign of waking up at all, which made An Zizi a little worried. "Old guy, his injuries all over his body have obviously healed, why haven't he woke up yet?"
The sword madman shook his head slightly and reached out to open Ye Xiaoyao's eyelids, his eyes were as red as blood!
He opened his mouth and explained: "In order to come back alive, this brat kept urging the crazy sword to increase his strength on the road, and finally reached the state of being possessed. Although his injuries have healed now, the possessed spirit is still eroding.
His will, the reason why he doesn't wake up must be that his will is doing his best to suppress that terrible evil intention!"
"However, you don't need to worry too much. This kid's will is as strong as a rock. I believe it won't be long before he completely suppresses his obsession and successfully wakes up!"
After listening, An Zizai let out a sigh of relief, and his frown relaxed.
Seeing An Zizi's appearance, Madman Jian suddenly smiled: "Nizi, you seem to be very concerned about this kid's safety!"
An Zizai's pretty face turned red, "I am an elder of Yijian Sect, and he is a disciple of Yijian Sect. Isn't it right for elders to care about their disciples?"
But Madman Jian laughed even louder, "Haha! Really? When you were an elder in Xuantian Sect, why didn't I see you caring so much about your disciples?"
"Oh, old guy, why are you so talkative? I have something to do, so I'm going out first!" An Zizai shouted, with two blushes on his cheeks, and he ran out of the temple in a panic.
Shaking his head, Sword Maniac looked at the sleeping Ye Xiaoyao and chuckled: "You brat, you are so lucky!"
...
A full ten days passed.
On this day, Ye Xiaoyao finally opened his eyes, the blood redness in them had faded away, and he regained his former clarity!
Seeing Ye Xiaoyao regaining consciousness, Jian Kuai and An Zizai immediately stepped over.
The sword madman came up and asked: "Bad boy, does it feel good to be possessed by a demon?"
Ye Xiaoyao shook his head!
During these ten days, his mind was filled with murderous intent, like maggots attached to his bones, and he was in unbearable pain!
The sword madman reprimanded: "You brat, I told you a long time ago not to blindly use the mad sword to strengthen yourself. You are lucky this time. You just stepped on the edge of being possessed and you survived. If you reach a deep level,
If you are possessed by a demon, even the gods can’t bring you back!”
"I know what you always say, but I really have no other choice!"
Ye Xiaoyao smiled bitterly!
In such a dangerous situation of life and death, he could only continue to use the mad sword to strengthen himself, otherwise he would have been killed by Xuantian Sect disciples midway!
The sword madman sighed heavily, he had already learned the whole story from An Zizai's mouth.
Yi Jian Sect is half a day's journey from Tianjiao City. Ye Xiaoyao actually managed to escape from that kind of siege. Even he admired this kind of tenacious will!
despair!
While speaking, Ye Xiaoyao stood up from the bed, looked at An Zizai beside him, and immediately bowed deeply: "Elder Xiao An, I would like to thank you for protecting me this time. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have come back alive!"
"I am an elder and you are a disciple. Elders should protect their disciples, as they should!"
An Zi nodded with a cool face, but the worry deep in her beautiful eyes had just dissipated.
At this time, Madman Sword spoke again: "Boy, how do you feel about experiencing such a crisis this time!"
"Become stronger!"
"I want to be stronger!!"
Ye Xiaoyao responded solemnly.
After all, he was too weak to encounter such a murder this time. If he could reach a stronger state, he would not need to flee at all.
What Xuantian Sect disciple!
What elder of Xuantian Sect!
Just behead them all!
"Haha, that's a good idea!"
Madman Jian smiled with satisfaction. The reason why he chose Ye Xiaoyao as his successor was because of the perseverance in the latter.
The various crises he encountered not only failed to defeat him, but instead became the motivation for him to work hard to become stronger.
"Boy, take a good rest for a while and strive to improve your level to the peak of a great martial artist. When the time comes, I will take you to a place!"
Finally, the sword madman ordered.
"Where?" Ye Xiaoyao was curious.
"A place that is extremely dangerous but can make a qualitative difference in your strength!" Madman Jian said solemnly, and even An Zizi and his beautiful eyes showed solemnity.
"good!"
Ye Xiaoyao nodded and did not ask any more questions.
After the two of them went about their business, Ye Xiaoyao sat cross-legged on the bed again and took out the bag of spiritual stones awarded by the Tianjiao Chamber of Commerce from the ring.
After a bloody battle, there are now only more than 50,000 of the 100,000 spirit stones left in it, but it shouldn't be a problem to reach the peak of a great martial artist.
"The ultimate sword!"
The next moment, Ye Xiaoyao communicated with the Ultimate Sword and began to quickly absorb the spirit stones in the bag!
Ten thousand!
Twenty thousand!
Thirty thousand!
...
Time passed day by day, and in the blink of an eye, another ten days passed.
boom!
On this day, as all the spiritual stones in the bag were exhausted, Ye Xiaoyao's breath suddenly jumped.
Immediately from the late stage of the Great Martial Arts Master to the peak of the Great Martial Arts Master!
Although his strength has increased a lot again, Ye Xiaoyao knows that if he encounters the same siege again, he still has little hope of surviving!
Now he needs a qualitative improvement!
He found the sword madman.
"Okay, now that you've made a breakthrough, let me go!"
Finally, Madman Jian and An Zizai took Ye Xiaoyao into the air and flew towards a certain place.