Fan Xichong's eyes were red and his whole body was trembling. He rushed up quickly.

He could not believe that in order to help Zhenwufeng reborn with his own broken limbs, the princess actually cut off her left arm and tore off her arm.

"I'm fine..."

An Ning's face was a little pale, and she hurriedly sealed the broken arm and stopped the blood.

"Prince, why are you doing this, why do you treat yourself like this, old slave..."

Fan Xi's eyes were filled with tears, and he hurriedly wanted to save Princess An Ning's broken arm.

As long as the broken arm is sealed and its vitality is kept away, it can be continued at a very small cost.

But Princess An Ning stopped him and destroyed the broken arm in his shocked eyes.

Fan Xi trembled at her lips, trying to speak, but she couldn't speak.

His mind was blank and he couldn't understand why the princess had done this level because of the people from Zhenwu Peak.

Is it atonement for King Ning?

He has followed the princess over the years to understand her personality.

Her nature is not as ruthless as King Ning, nor does she agree with some of King Ning's methods, but she has never opposed it from the position of Prince Ning's Mansion.

She would not do this for King Tinin to atone for his sins.

The four maids rushed over and saw this scene, and were shocked and pale.

"Okay, it's just an arm. Only by doing this will the father approve enough funds and we can go to Hanzhou to buy the treasures we need."

Princess Anning tried her best to keep her voice calm, but the severe pain made her beautiful facial features slightly distorted, and her face was covered with cold sweat.

"Prince, don't think so much now. I've saved you. You should heal your wounds now. Other things will be discussed when your wounds heal!"

Fan Xichong knelt on the ground begging her, and the four maids also knelt on the ground begging her.

"Get up quickly, I will go to heal my wounds now, you don't have to worry about it. I am a cultivator in the realm of the Holy King, and missing an arm cannot threaten life."

After Princess An Ning said that, she walked towards her residence, and the four maids hurriedly followed.

Fan Xichong followed her house and quietly guarded her.

Indoor, Princess Anning sat cross-legged, looking at her broken arm, enduring severe pain, and a wry smile appeared on her face.

In this situation, does she have any other choice?

This time, tearing off her arm can bring enough funds from her father, and the other hand, she will definitely make her father feel distressed. The father is more likely to agree to the request made.

Otherwise, with the personality of the father, how could he agree that Yue Wuxie would not target Qingyun without joining the Ning Prince's Mansion?

For her, this is the best of both worlds, and she exchanges her incomplete body for the result she wants.

If he does not do this, he will not be able to resolve the hatred with Zhenwu Peak. If his father disagrees, he will further anger Yue Wuxie.

Then if Yue Wuxie practices to the realm of the Great Saint in the future and seeks revenge on his father, the consequences will be unimaginable.

...

At the same time, above Qingyun City, above the sea of ​​clouds, Qingmu received the voice transmission of Jun Wuxie's divine thoughts.

"The news is coming to Wuxie."

Aoki said.

"What did he say?"

The other two strong people with background were all looking at him.

"He asked us to start and return to the sect at this time tomorrow."

"Then where is he currently? Is he in Qingyun City?"

Aoki shook his head, and he couldn't sense his existence, "We just need to do what he said, and there is no need to think about anything else."

...

At this time, Jun Wuxie had left Qingyun City and headed towards the sect.

Instead of flying in the air, he chose to run in the middle of the mountains and ridges under the cover of the forest.

Two days later, the entrance to Qingyun Cave Heaven is in sight.

He sensed the ambush area of ​​the three powerful people in the sects. A cold light flashed in his eyes. He used the small void technique to sneak quietly, and entered the cave area silently.

When he arrived at the cave heaven of the sect, he felt it carefully again and confirmed that the people hiding here in the Ning Palace had been withdrawn. Then he quietly headed towards the main peak of the sect.

In the Qingyun Temple, the head of the sect, the master Qingxuan Zhenren, the sect's strong men and the heads of several veins were there, and their faces were filled with worry.

Master Aoki and Wuxie went to the imperial city. Now that it has been so long, it has been difficult to return to the sect.

These days, they have written a lot of Fuxins, but they have not received any response.

"Will something happen?"

The first seat of Benlei Peak showed a sad look.

The others were silent, and such abnormal situations shrouded their hearts in a layer of haze.

"According to the news earlier, Princess Anning met Wuxie in Stargazing City, which should have been intent to win over. From this point of view, as long as Wuxie did not tear her face in person, Prince Ning's mansion would not treat Uncle Aoki's uncle.

The only thing they were worried about was the imperial city, and they didn't know what was going on. Could it be that the emperor was punished because Wuxie met Princess Anning and forced his uncle Aoki to stay in the imperial city?"

"Master Aoki and his team are on their way back to the sect. The time should be coming soon."

At the entrance of the hall, a sudden sound made everyone in the hall look over.

"Not evil!"

The moment when Qingyun officials saw him, they all stood up and rushed towards the gate of the hall, and their hearts were relieved.

"You are finally back! You said Master Aoki and his friends are still on the way? Why haven't you come back together?"

The head teacher Qingxuan asked.

"Because there are more than twenty powerful people from the three sects who are well-official in the Qingyun Cave Heaven, waiting to intercept and kill me, Master Aoki and others.

"What? The people of the three sects are so brave. Are they inflated? They actually ran to our Qingyun Gate to intercept the head of our strong-minded people. They were extremely rampant!"

True Man Qingxuan was furious.

"Go, we'll meet them when we go out!"

The strong men in the background showed murderous aura and were angry. The people from the three sects were too arrogant.

"Wait, bring these things with you!"

Jun Wuxie brushed his sleeves and dozens of rainbow lights rushed out, floating at the entrance of the hall, with sharp cold light flowing.

"Mid-grade high-level holy sword?"

The senior officials were shocked. There were many middle-grade holy soldiers for sects like them, but there were not many middle-grade high-grade holy soldiers, and only those above the head were there.

This level of holy sword is only qualified to use by strong people above the Holy King's Heavenly rank.

"Wuxie, why are there so many on you..."

They reached out to hold the sword while asking out their doubts, but before they could finish their words, they showed an extremely shock.

"This is... this is a mid-grade top holy soldier?!"

They held the sword and only then did they see clearly that the sword in their hands was not middle-grade and advanced, but clearly top-level!

"My hands are also top-notch!"

"That's the same!"

"There is this one!"

“It’s all…”

The senior Qingyun's senior manager held the holy sword in his hand, his expression was dull, which was shocked to the point where his brain was crashing.

Any quality holy weapon can only be seen in high-level artifacts. The top-level artifacts are legends and miracles of refining weapons!

This kind of holy weapon is rare in the world!

But in front of you, these dozens of swords were all mid-grade top-level!

Oh my God.

They couldn't believe their eyes, and they felt like they were in a dream, which was very unreal.

What's the situation?

How could Wuxie bring out so many medium-grade top-level weapons?

"Wuxie, you..."

They looked at him with a very hot look.

The middle-grade top-level holy sword in his hand is not contaminated with the aura of time, which means that it will not last too long, at least not more than a thousand years.

From this we conclude that these mid-grade top-level holy swords were not left over from ancient times, so where did they come from?
To be continued...