After a moment of distraction, Mu Wen felt as if a long time had passed.

He stumbled and stood up, coughed up blood, and squinted his eyes to warn Qin Heng not far away, only to see that this guy was not lightly injured.

Qin Heng couldn't believe that he would be so embarrassed, his lower body was drenched in blood, the three-edged halberd in his hand was knocked away, and the hair he was tied up was also cut off by the flying sword spirit and draped on his shoulders.

In the deathly silence of the vegetable garden, only the heavy snorts of the two people sounded.

"I want you dead. Qin Heng's forehead burst out, his blood rushed to his brain, and he no longer thought about escorting Mu Wen back to the Douling Main Hall.

Mu Wen was not afraid of his threat, and smiled tiredly: "I will not die in this kind of place easily with the mission of my family. ”

"If you want to die, you have to die!" Qin Heng roared, leaving no effort to burst out all the spiritual power in his body.

From a distance of many distances, Mu Wen felt the majestic spiritual power.

"Edgeworth III, the long whip. ”

With a whisper, Mu Wen controlled the sword spirits to connect their handles end to end, just like the name, like a long whip towards Qin Heng.

Just failed to touch Qin Heng's body, and was shocked back by him.

The sword spirits that formed into whips turned around and smashed at Mu Wen, and hurriedly controlled them to stop in the air, at this time, Qin Heng's spiritual power had all been urged, and the nearby water elements were frantically converging in front of his spring.

Qin Heng's muscles tensed, and two water dragons with a large size appeared in front of him, and they actually performed two moon-level high-level spiritual skills, the Water Dragon Technique, at the same time.

Mu Wen didn't dare to take it lightly, and crossed his hands, intending to respond with his strongest blow.

"A hundred swords are one. ”

The swishing sword spirits continued to merge above Mu Wen's head, and their volume grew stronger and stronger, thirty meters long and six meters wide, and they were huge sword spirits.

If an outsider sees it, he will be scared to pee his pants.

Such a huge sword is suspended in the air, and the momentum alone can scare some timid guys to death.

However, Qin Heng's two water dragons were not vegetarians, fluttering in midair, and the angry frame seemed to want to tear the Great Sword Spirit to pieces.

The critical moment that will decide the life and death of the two has finally arrived.

Sweat kept dripping from his forehead, and his eyes were salty and wet.

Breathing became slow, ridiculously slow.

Mu Wen's right hand was raised high, shaking from the tension, and as soon as this hand fell, the great sword spirit in the sky would follow the exact same direction. I don't know who the goddess of victory will smile at, and I don't know who will be a little stronger, Mu Wen doesn't know the bottom in his heart, all he can do is believe in himself, the more difficult the moment, the more he needs enough courage to support.

The first to move was Qin Heng.

With a punch in his left hand and a punch in his right hand, he entwined the two water dragons and hit Mu Wen.

Mu Wen immediately waved his hand and controlled the Great Sword Spirit to slash away.

"Bang. ”

The water dragon's head was split in half, but the cracked water engulfed the sword body and fell into a stalemate.

I thought it was evenly matched, but gradually a reversal appeared.

The Nine Shadows Aura of the Great Sword Spirit came from the abyss and had the ability to corrupt, and the water dragon was filled with a pungent mist, and the volume was no longer as large as it was at the beginning.

Qin Heng's face was flustered, trying to urge his spiritual power to strengthen his water dragon, but unfortunately, where was there any remaining spiritual power after exerting the two water dragons with all his might, and seeing the water dragon turn into a water snake, his heart also fell into the valley.

"Drink!"

Mu Wen drank in a deep voice, and split the water dragon with a bang, and the great sword spirit fell from the top of his head and slammed into the head of the desperate Qin Heng.

Due to the size of the sword, Qin Heng was not split in half, but into a puddle of blood mud that could not distinguish between bones and flesh.

He died, and the black butterfly that gave him nightmares died.

Mu Wen sat on the ground and gasped for breath continuously, and his brain was blank for ten seconds.

In his sight, there was an inconspicuous wisp of smoke rising from the flesh and blood, which was absolutely invisible to ordinary people, but Mu Wen was a master who had been dealing with souls for a long time.

This is Qin Heng's soul.

Ordinary people are dead when they die, but those who have cultivated to reach the realm of the Spirit King have strong spiritual power, and they can still gather the residual consciousness after death is this soul.

Mu Wen felt strange, his soul should be led into the abyss by an invisible force, but this wisp of Qin Heng's soul was trying to float away in a direction.

That direction was where the Zhao Mansion was located, that is, the place where the people of the Douling Hall were temporarily stationed.

A stirring spirit crossed his mind, and Mu Wen realized that something was not good.

The Douling Hall is the self-proclaimed banner of justice on the mainland, believing in the gods, and the people inside have the habit of praying, and before entering the hall, they will be required to share a trace of spiritual power on the tablet of the palace. After dying in this way, the soul can be dragged up the return path ranking. And Qin Dong brought people to Bluestone City to build the Douling Branch, so naturally he and Qin Heng's tablets were also brought.

After scrutiny, Qin Heng's soul was returning to his tablet, so that the news of his death would immediately cause a big sensation.

"Sleepy. Mu Wen dismantled the Great Sword Spirit, and the sword spirits that returned to size surrounded Qin Heng's soul.

There was an angry struggle, but it didn't win Muven's mercy.

The ring was shining, and Mu Wen took Qin Heng's soul into it.

This wisp of white smoke-like soul entered the Na Ring, and went crazy and crashed everywhere, but unfortunately the Na Ring was the proud work of the ancient alchemists, where was the soul of his only spirit king after his death could rush away.

Ten minutes later.

Mu Wen, who had rested for a while, got up with his injuries, brought water from the canal and washed the blood on the ground, covering up the traces of the fight, and suddenly saw something interesting in a corner.

What shone brightly was the eggshell-like shadow fragment.

Probably when Qin Heng was attacked by the Earth Spear Technique, he fell out, and it was very interesting to pick it up and put it into the ring.

Then, Mu Wen picked up the Seven-Star Luo Sha Sword and walked to the strange old man's grass house a little farther away, and jumped open the door, ready to kill the only guy who might see him fighting with Qin Heng.

The room was quiet, and a few beams of sunlight shining through the broken windows shone on the wooden table.

There was a four-foot-long sword, and under it was a piece of paper and eight gold coins.

Mu Wen recognized that this sword was the sword forged by the strange old man, and the appearance was exactly the same as the design drawing, so he picked up the paper and looked at it, and there were two lines of words written on it. First line: Young man, the sword has been forged for you, and you can take back the reward for these eight gold coins. The old man is willing to forge for you, how can it only be worth this low price?

As for the second line, it is a payment date, which is yesterday.

Judging from the handwriting, it was not just written, it was indeed left by the old man yesterday.

"What a weirdo, he doesn't even charge for forging materials. Mu Wennian picked up the sword, pressed the gem with his thumb, and swished three needles sprayed out of the trough.

The three needles all pierced into the brick wall, and the power and speed satisfied Mu Wen.

"Thanks, old fellow. ”

Mu Wen said to the empty house, thought for a while, and said, "Although I don't know who you are, and I don't know where you have been, you have done me a great favor. ”

After the words fell, Mu Wen pulled out the needle and put it back in the groove of the gate sword, and left the vegetable garden.

It's not early, it's almost time to play against Zhao Tianqi.

"Boom. ”

Mu Wenlu covered his chest and coughed violently, and there was blood in his mouth, Qin Heng caused himself a lot of injuries before he died, and he couldn't recover in a few days.

But before that, there's one more thing to do.

Eyes, looking in the direction of the arena.