"Master, I will go now and kill her," the Sword Spirit yelled angrily upon spotting Lu Yunyi.
The Sword Spirit harbored a hate so intense for that woman, Lu Yunyi, it was almost like spitting blood.
At that time, out of old affection, the master had desperately helped Lu Yunyi, hoping to boost her strength.
But unexpectedly, not only was Lu Yunyi ungrateful, she even harbored thoughts of killing the master, so the Sword Spirit could not let her go.
"I will go kill her," Yier whispered.
Now that Yier's strength had increased, killing a first-level Immortal King was no difficult task.
"Yier, don't act rashly, let the Sword Spirit go," Mo Huasong said cautiously as he glanced ahead.
It must be understood that this was Huang Tian Heavenly Immortal's territory, and one wrong move could lead to big trouble.
The Sword Spirit was far more formidable than Yier, especially if she attacked wielding the Spiritual Treasure, which would be a different story altogether.