With his strength, he used his full strength, and also used the flying knife skill that is famous for its lethality. Even a ninth-grade grandmaster would not be able to block it so easily.
"Haha, even the old master of your Feidao Sect who has reached the ninth level does not dare to draw a sword in front of me, but you are very courageous." Su Yun said with a half-smile.
On that day, during the battle of Mount Tai, the ninth-grade old master of Feidao Sect also went to watch the battle.
The specific strength is not clear, but after seeing Su Yun's power of killing Zeng Ji and slashing mountains with one sword, he immediately bowed his head like everyone else.
"You, are you..."
When Dong Tianlu heard this, he seemed to have thought of something, his body trembled, and his expression became more and more frightened.
He Lang breathed rapidly, looked at Xue Changchun, and asked urgently: "Is he really that one?"
Xue Changchun also looked confused and replied: "We don't know who he is. We only know that he was brought by a friend of my cousin, named Su Yun. We don't know anything else."
Hearing Xue Changchun announce Su Yun's name, He Lang felt as if he was struck by lightning.
People like Xue Changchun, whose status in the Martial God Army is too low, do not know about the Battle of Mount Tai, nor do they know what the name Su Yun represents.
But as a powerful master of the Martial God Army, how could He Lang not know this?
This is the killing of a powerful martial god, a fierce god who dominates the world!
He actually appeared here!
After hearing Su Yun's name, Dong Tianlu had no luck anymore and turned around and ran away, not even caring about his son who was still in a coma.
"For the sake of the Martial God Army arranging for people to look after my house and home, since I encountered this this time, I will just mind my own business." Su Yun raised his hand and pointed casually.
Whoosh!
A finger as sharp as a sword shot out instantly.
The speed is ten times faster than Dong Tianlu's secret skill of flying knives.
"Bang!"
Dong Tianlu, who was escaping, just like He Lang before, a ball of blood burst out from his body, and he fell to the ground.
"Do not kill me!"
Dong Tianlu spit out a large mouthful of blood, and regardless of his injuries, he quickly begged for mercy: "I am willing to hand over the diagram of the flying knives inherited from the Flying Knife Sect, and I only ask for my life."
When Su Yun heard this, he just sneered: "I have no interest in your diagram of flying knives."
In the eyes of other warriors, the diagram of the flying knife is naturally a supreme martial arts secret skill, but in Su Yun's eyes, it is just a piece of junk.
He glanced at He Lang and said calmly: "Let this person be dealt with by your Martial God Army."
He Lang struggled to get up, bowed his hands to Su Yun, and said, "Thank you, Mr. Su, for your help."
He didn't ask Su Yun why he didn't take action earlier.
After all, Su Yun is not part of the Martial God Army, so even if he stands by and watches, there is nothing to say.
"No need to thank me, even if I don't take action, he won't dare to kill you."
Su Yun looked at He Lang and saw that he always looked respectful, so he flicked his fingers.
A pill flew into He Lang's hand.
"Eating this elixir should stabilize your injuries."
This elixir was the Yuanyang elixir that was refined before. Su Yun had some with him. He originally wanted to sell it to the old man of the Ye family last time, but because of those changes, it was useless.
He Lang took the elixir and didn't pay much attention to it at first.
But after swallowing it, the power of the medicine was released, causing vitality to surge in his body and allowing the injured parts to recover quickly.
"Thank you Mr. Su for the elixir!"
He Lang was extremely excited.
Xue Changchun and others could not help but look at Su Yun, but Su Yun did not take out any more pills.
Because their injuries were not serious, they only needed to recover for a while.