"who?"

Liu Heng felt a black shadow passing by, and he didn't see clearly what it was.

He felt murderous intent behind him, swallowed his saliva, turned his head slowly, and saw the smiling face, he was stunned.

How could Liu Heng forget that handsome face?

The outer disciples of Jiange had sharpened all the swords for him.

Almost everyone has ridiculed him.

"How is that possible?" Liu Heng felt horror for the first time in his life.

"Wu Que, are you a ghost?"

Liu Heng could not afford to speculate so much. Wu Que himself was a waste, and his master Gu Chengyu had his dantian destroyed. The people who took Wu Que to the sword tomb also said that they threw people down from the cliff above the sword tomb.

Who can survive by doing this?

And when the array light was just opened, the speed was too fast, which was completely in line with the ghost.

Wu Que smiled: "Liu Heng, you are the one who stole the Bishui Divine Sword, right? In order to get rid of your crime, that old dog Gu Chengyu used me as a scapegoat, which is easy to plot."

"After all, I am the only one in the entire Piaomiao Sword Pavilion, and I have no relatives or reasons, and I have no cultivation. No one knows if I die. Fortunately, I am lucky."

"You are not dead?" Liu Heng came back to his senses from fear.

"Yes, I'm not dead, so you're dead today!"

Confirm that Wu Que is not a ghost, Liu Heng changed his face instantly and said with a smile: "Wu Que, Wu Que, you trash, you have finally survived, so you should hide in the sword tomb and live a life of silence. Now you ran out. Isn't this asking for death?"

Wu Que did not take action directly, and looked at Liu Heng coldly: "I want to see who is better than my sword realm, a cultivator in the body refining realm."

Liu Heng smiled: "You trash, what are you talking about in the sword realm? Are you dreaming? Or is this young master ignorant?"

"You kneel down and beg me, I will let you die more quickly, otherwise, I will make you a human stick."

After saying that, a light blue light appeared on Liu Heng's body.

The eight major realms of cultivator level are: urging qi, refining the body, building the foundation, golden elixir, nascent infancy, primordial spirit, tribulation, and transformation into gods.

Liu Heng is the second step of the sword cultivator. Judging from the dark color of the spiritual energy on his body, he is already in the middle stage of body refining.

Since he learned that Wu Que is a living person, Liu Heng is not afraid at all. It has only been ten days since he saw him. Could it be that the waste Wu Que will be his opponent?

There was no joy or anger on Wu Que's face: "Liu Heng, I hope you can say such words again later."

"Hmph! Wu Que, I will let you see that even if I don't use sword moves, I can still make you crushed to pieces with my physical strength."

After saying that, Liu Heng clenched his right fist, and his light blue spiritual power wrapped his fist, and he punched Wu Que's face.

Seeing his fist coming quickly, Wu Que did not move.

Liu Heng was thinking: Was it scared, are you silly?

The fist was one foot away from Wu Que, and Liu Heng seemed to see a scene where a punch hit Wu Que's head.

Just then.

"Chorus~."

It was the sound of the knife being sheathed out. It was the sound of the knife being sheathed out, and the knife being retracted. In just a blink of an eye, Liu Heng maintained the punching posture, and his body could no longer move.

Wu Que walked up, gently untied Liu Heng's storage bag, and turned around and left with ease.

Looking at the thin back, Liu Heng couldn't believe that this was a waste Wu Que.

When there was a pain in his chest, Liu Heng lowered his head and saw a blood line extending from the left belly position to the right shoulder on his white clothes.

"How is that possible!"

The clothes cracked and a little blood came out from his chest. Liu Heng fell down straight and died with his eyes open.

He was careless. If he had tried his best, Wu Que might not be able to beat him.

At the outer door, in the law enforcement hall, Gu Chengyu's face suddenly changed drastically, and the emerald jade plaque placed on the table broke, "Heng'er, who killed Heng'er?"

Gu Chengyu picked up the jade tomb and rushed towards the sword tomb quickly.

Today, it was the day to go to Jianzhong to see the sword emperor again. Originally, this was Gu Chengyu's job, but he felt that it was no danger to go to Jianzhong to take a look and come back, so Liu Heng sent him there.

In order to help Liu Heng make achievements.

Gu Chengyu soon arrived outside the sword tomb.

"Heng'er..."

He picked up Liu Heng's body and saw the wound on Liu Heng's chest.

He pulled open his clothes, and the wound was shocking.

"Sword wound?"

"No, the sword wound is not that thick, it's a knife!"

Gu Chengyu shivered, "Not good!"

"Is that devil running away?"

Gu Chengyu took out a mirror the size of a palm and inputted spiritual power into the mirror. The mirror swept around him and he was furious.

The scene of Liu Heng being killed appeared in the mirror.

"It's you?"

"Wu Que, I want you to be broken into pieces."

Gu Chengyu picked up Liu Heng's body, entered the sword tomb, and found that there was no trace of the sword emperor in the cave.

He thought of a possibility in an instant: "The old devil ran away? That guy used a knife, he must have learned it from the old devil. Sure enough, something happened, I must tell the Pavilion Master!"

The outer door and the inner door of the Piaomiao Sword Pavilion were completely separated. Gu Chengyu and Liu Heng's body could only go back to the outer door first and place the corpse. He ordered the outer disciples to chase Wu Que first.

This is also considered fake for personal gain! He has always been like this.

In order to avenge his disciples' murder, he mobilized the entire outer sect, and in addition to his disciples, there was also an elder.

Gu Chengyu hurried to Piaomiao Mountain, entered the inner gate, and reported the escape of the old devil who was imprisoned in Jianzhu. The master of Jiange led the elders to set off.

....

At this moment, Wu Que hummed a small song, held a grass in his mouth, leisurely went down the mountain, and left the sphere of influence of the Piaomiao Sword Sect.

Put the black knife around your waist, open Liu Heng's storage bag, and open his mouth and swear.

"Damn, your uncle, is so rich?"

In the storage bag, there were a hundred spirit stones, ten elixirs, a pile of fasting pills, and a blue long sword.

In the outer sect of Piaomiao Sword Sect, disciples can only receive ten spirit stones a year. The spirit stones in Liu Heng's storage bag are a benefit for ordinary disciples for ten years. Wu Que has grown up so old that it is the first time he has seen so many beautiful little stones.

As for the ten pills and nine first-grade pills that restore spiritual power, they are useless to Wu Que, and they should be able to sell some spirit stones.

Wu Que took out the black one among the ten pills, "Huh? Body Tempering Pill, a good thing."

Throw it directly into your mouth, and it will be crispy with one bite.

The medicinal power disperses in the body. Because there is no dantian, taking elixirs does not benefit much from the body, and a lot of medicinal power is directly wasted.

As for the pile of fasting pills, they were just things that relieve hunger. They threw two of them in their mouths and felt that they didn't smell much.

Bound the storage bag at my waist and took out the light blue long sword. Wu Que smiled: "The Bishui Divine Sword fell into my hands. The charge of stealing the Divine Sword is only valid!"

"Hehe, find a place to sell it, and you can exchange it for money!"

The Bishui Divine Sword is a spiritual weapon, so I am afraid it should be able to sell a lot of spirit stones.

He put away the magic sword, took off the black knife from his waist and looked at it, pulled it out, and grinned, "I still think the knife is good."

Without stopping, he went down the mountain and Wu Que rushed to the city where he was a child begging for food.

Before his death, the master told me to go to Cangli Mountain to find his old friend, but I had no idea where Cangli Mountain was, so I could only ask someone to ask.

At this time, Wu Que didn't know that he had killed Liu Heng had been known, and the pursuers behind him had arrived.

With his slow speed, he would be caught up without going to Liangcheng.

Wu Que had just left, and where he was just now, three disciples carrying long swords and wearing white sword suits chased him here.

Soon, the three disciples saw the back.

"Wu Que, stop!"

When he heard someone shouting, Wu Que turned his head, and the three of them were disciples he had met: "Hey, why are you here?"

"You crazy guy, you actually killed Senior Brother Liu."

"Junior Brother Liu! If you want to say nothing to him, just kill him."

The three of them drew out their long swords and made their moves Piaomiao sword skills.

"Brainless! I've been killed by Liu Heng in the middle of the body refining stage. How dare you three disciples in the Spirit-Spiriting stage rush up?"

Wu Que held the knife in his left hand, and the murderous intent burst out instantly. His only aura burst out, and he drew his sword.
To be continued...