After He Shancheng was beheaded with one sword, the silver flying sword returned to silence and was put back into the wooden box by Ruan Zifeng.
An Qingyue and the others were still in unspeakable shock.
Although they were also on the top of Mount Tai back then, they saw with their own eyes that Su Yun used a shocking sword to kill Zeng Ji and cut off the mountain peak.
But now, after all, Su Yun didn't come in person.
It was just a weapon of his now, but it was endowed with tremendous power. One blow made He Shancheng, the eighth-grade master, hate himself on the spot.
"Sister Qingyue, are you okay?"
Ruan Zifeng stepped forward and saw that An Qingyue and the others were all pale, with blood stains still remaining on the corners of their mouths, so he immediately took out a porcelain bottle and handed it over: "This bottle contains the Yuanyang Pill that Master refined before, which can replenish leanness."
Qi rejuvenates the flesh and blood, which is good for your injuries."
"Zifeng, I won't be polite to you anymore." An Qingyue took the porcelain bottle, poured out a few pills, and distributed them to An Xingshun and An Tianzhao to swallow.
Soon, as the power of the medicine was absorbed, the three of them immediately turned rosy, and their bodies were filled with strong vitality.
The injuries suffered from the impact of He Shancheng's powerful force immediately improved at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Sister Qingyue, Master said that he was responsible for the An family's disaster. Before he asked me to come over this time, he said that no matter what you do, he will support you. Even if you want to poke a hole in the sky.
, and he will support you."
Ruan Zifeng handed the wooden box in his hand to An Qingyue.
An Qingyue was stunned.
Ruan Zifeng continued: "Master has been promoted to the innate realm, and the flying sword inside has been re-refined by him, and has a touch of his consciousness and spirituality. Before I set off this time, he refined ten spiritual powers into the flying sword.
As long as you touch it, your spirit can be connected with the consciousness and spirituality in the flying sword, and stimulate the spiritual power in the flying sword. In addition to the sword I just inspired, you can use this sword nine times."
"Everyone in the world, as long as they are not innate, can't stop being killed by this sword!"
As soon as these words came out, the two sixth-grade warriors An Xingshun and An Tianzhao were shaken.
Holding this sword is equivalent to holding the power to kill almost anyone in the world nine times!
The martial arts master can be killed!
The Grand Master can also be killed!
"Thank you sir for me!"
An Qingyue's eyes were red and she took the wooden box with trembling hands.
There are still nine killing opportunities, enough for her to kill all the powerful masters of the He family, Tiefeng Mountain and Baihemen.
Of course, this is because the material of the flying sword is limited, and it can only withstand ten of Su Yun's spiritual powers. If there are more, the flying sword cannot bear it.
Moreover, this kind of spiritual power cannot be preserved in the flying sword for a long time.
If you don't use it, the spiritual power inside will dissipate after a month or two.
"By the way, I'll give you this communicator too. Master got it from Gu Wushen. You can use the encrypted channel inside to mobilize the nearby Wushen Army. I just checked the latest news above. The Wushen Army already has four teams.
, when they arrived near Xining, they were all led by martial arts masters." Ruan Zifeng handed another communicator to An Qingyue.
This communicator has a very high number level, and the instructions issued through it are almost equivalent to the orders of the main level.
An Qingyue took the communicator, took a deep breath, and said: "Zifeng, tell sir for me, that when Qingyue settles the matter here, she will go back to Lingfeng Mountain to see him immediately."
"Okay, Sister Qingyue, I'm waiting for you in Lingfeng Mountain too."
After Ruan Zifeng said goodbye, he mounted the red-clawed white eagle again and flew away.
Seeing the figures of one person and one eagle completely disappear into the horizon, An Qingyue finally stopped suppressing her emotions.
There were tears in her eyes, but her voice was filled with a biting chill: "Uncle Xingshun, eldest brother, it will be time for us to settle accounts with the He family, Tiefeng Mountain and Baihemen."
"Yes, it's time to settle things with them." An Tianshun gritted his teeth.
The An family suffered heavy losses this time. All three of the clan's great masters and elders died, and there were probably not even a few of the hundreds of direct descendants left.