The fear of cultivating immortals comes from insufficient firepower

Seeing the middle-aged man running away, Li Xiaofan quickly flew to Shuang Suifeng's side.

He stretched out his hand and handed the opponent a few top-level fourth-grade healing elixirs, asking him to restore some blood first.

After thanking Li Xiaofan, Shuang Suifeng finally looked better after taking the elixir.

Li Xiaofan looked at the tragic battlefield below, and then looked at Huang Suifeng.

"Are you okay? Can you continue fighting?"

Shuang Suifeng took a few deep breaths, quickly absorbed a few high-grade spiritual stones, and then nodded.

"As long as you don't deal with the strong Nascent Soul, it won't be a big problem."

Seeing that the other party's spiritual energy was beginning to recover, Li Xiaofan felt a little relieved.

"Since there is no problem, let's go down and deal with the people of Chunyang Sect, but you only need to block a few of their most powerful Jindan monks."

"You don't need to kill the other party, and don't let too many people from the Fengling Sect die..."

Hearing this, Huang Suifeng was helpless.

He could only forcefully pick up the spiritual power he had just recovered and start rushing downwards.

With the addition of Huang Suifeng, the battlefield really began to change.

The Fengling Sect has slowly begun to gain the upper hand.

Li Xiaofan looked up at the other two battlefields high in the sky and found that the two sides were evenly matched.

Although the cultivation level of the two great elders differed by a small level, the Void Spirit Sword in Yan Shishi's hand was too powerful.

Even Qiao Tianqi's magic fan and his magical power to transform into demons couldn't do anything to Yan Shishi.

Moreover, Yan Shishi was the purest swordsman with very strong attack power, which often made Qiao Zhengxin confused.

Looking at the other side, the battle between the two sect masters was even more terrifying.

The attack power of the thunder attribute magic power is extremely powerful, and the Canglong Whip in Lei Zhongxiao's hand is the most precious treasure of Chunyang Sect.

With the matching skills and weapons, every time Lei Zhongxiao whipped out, the sky was torn apart by violent thunder.

Hua Chengfeng on the other side is not a vegetarian. The cyan wings on his back are also very powerful magic weapons. He can keep up with Lei Chongxiao's speed, and is even slightly faster.

Every time the green sword in his hand fell, it was accompanied by a hurricane like a natural disaster.

Li Xiaofan watched for a while and found that if no outsiders intervened, the four people would have been fighting for a long time before the winner could be determined.

But this is exactly what Li Xiaofan wants. What he wants is for both sides to suffer losses, and the more serious the injury, the better.

As for now, I have to start doing my own thing.

Thinking of this, Li Xiaofan flew down and returned to the place where Qiao Zhengxin was buried.

At this time, Qiao Zhengxin was already seriously injured and passed out, and Li Xiaofan easily brought out the other party's body from the ground.

After finding an opportunity, he put a few invisibility charms on Qiao Zhengxin and left quickly.

Not long after, Li Xiaofan left the battlefield far away, found a cave and got into it.

Talismans such as the Divine Control Talisman and the Killing Note must be planted when the opponent is completely unprepared.

Even when the opponent is unconscious, it cannot be used forcefully.

Because the monk's soul is very sensitive, even if the other party is unconscious now, if there is an intrusion from an outside force, he may wake up immediately or even resist on his own initiative.

Therefore, Li Xiaofan must wake up the other party first.

After thinking about it, Li Xiaofan first attached many spirit-sealing talismans to Qiao Zhengxin, and then put talisman iron ropes on Qiao Zhengxin.

He even used a divine rope to lock the opponent's soul, so as to prevent the opponent from jumping over the wall and escaping from the Nascent Soul.

Li Xiaofan also manipulated the aura runes on the town's stone tablet to imprison the opponent's body, making it impossible to escape from the Nascent Soul.

After doing this, Li Xiaofan safely fed the other party a few healing potions, and then inserted his spiritual power into his body to help the other party dissolve the potion.

A strong Nascent Soul is still a strong Nascent Soul. Not long after, Qiao Zhengxin began to regain consciousness.

However, as soon as he woke up, he found that he had been kidnapped. Qiao Zhengxin's first reaction was fear.

But when he saw that the person in front of him was Li Xiaofan, he immediately turned to anger.

"Boy, what the hell..."

"Snapped...."

Before he finished speaking, Qiao Zhengxin received a slap on the face so hard that he vomited blood.

Li Xiaofan looked at the other party coldly: "If you dare to curse again, I will kill you right now. Do you believe it or not?"

As he spoke, the Void Spirit Sword Qi began to flow on Li Xiaofan's sword finger.

Qiao Zhengxin instinctively wanted to get angry, but when he saw Li Xiaofan's murderous eyes, he unconsciously gave up.

After all, Li Xiaofan can do anything. Last time, he directly killed his apprentice Qu Songsi in front of the great elder Qiao Tianqi.

"You...what exactly do you want to do?"

"Let me tell you, I am not only the city lord of Qingfeng City, but also the Great Elder's only nephew. Don't mess around."

What Li Xiaofan is fighting for now is time, especially if he talks nonsense with him.

"Old guy, I don't want to waste time, I'll give you two choices now."

"First, make an oath of heaven. From today on, you will be loyal to me for five hundred years. After five hundred years, I will set you free."

"Second, you can refuse, then I will kill you immediately and give you ten breaths to think about it. Do you understand me?"

Of course Qiao Zhengxin heard it clearly, but how could he be willing to become the servant of a golden elixir boy named Li Xiaofan?

As soon as he rolled his eyes, he planned to delay it first and then think of a solution.

"Xiao...oh no, Lord Fish City, let's discuss it, okay?"

"I have offended you before, but it was just a small matter. I will apologize to you now."

"In addition, as long as you let me go, I will ask my uncle, the Great Elder, to promote you..."

Qiao Zhengxin confidently talked about generous rewards, but Li Xiaofan ignored him at all.

Even the murderous look in his eyes is getting heavier and heavier, and his mouth is counting down for the other party.

"Ten, nine, eight, seven..."

While counting, Li Xiaofan's Void Spirit Sword Qi was already aimed at Qiao Zhengxin's dantian.

When he was seriously injured and unable to use his mental and spiritual power, Li Xiaofan only needed a burst of sword energy to strangle the opponent's Nascent Soul in his Dantian.

As Li Xiaofan counted down, Qiao Zhengxin became increasingly uneasy.

"Master Fish City...you don't want it...don't want it."

Finally, when Li Xiaofan counted to three or two, Qiao Zhengxin could already feel the Void Spirit Sword Qi piercing the flesh of his lower belly.

Just one more push and his life would be over.

As a result, Qiao Zhengxin quickly nodded his head when Li Xiaofan counted to the end.

"I promise, I promise to be your servant, don't kill me..."

After hearing this, Li Xiaofan smiled coldly.

"Hmph, you're such a bastard, hurry up and take the oath of heaven!"

Knowing that Li Xiaofan was ruthless, Qiao Zhengxin did not dare to play any tricks, so he could only honestly swear the oath of heaven.

Of course, the Heavenly Oath is not absolutely safe.

Because in the world of immortality, if your cultivation has not reached a very high level, there are some special methods that can still make those who swear the oath disobey.

In addition, some people have too much temper.

If the other party is completely angered, then such a person would rather be punished by heaven and would resist...