Chapter 58 Taking the Blame
The first one to arrive was You Ziheng.
As a top ancient martial arts sect, Chunyang Palace's flying escape method is naturally one of the best in the world.
However, as they are both masters, this is not a desperate escape, and the gap is not very big. Just after You Ziheng fell, Pei Zhantu also rushed over.
This place was originally an uninhabited house, so Kong Chengshun was able to rent it on the same day.
Now that the house no longer exists, even the bricks, tiles, wood and stones are gone. Under that tyrannical sword energy sweep, ordinary houses are no different from paper.
Even the foundations were chipped away.
The entire ground sunk down for more than three feet, forming a long deep pit. The bottom section was very smooth, which was obviously caused by the sharp edge of the sword energy.
Although the sword energy had dissipated at this time, there were still bursts of sharp wind in the air.
"Sixth-grade master, Gengjin sword energy." Pei Zhantu glanced around and judged the general situation, "This house occupies less than an acre, and the sword energy is also controlled within this range and has not spread. It seems that it is It’s just for Kong Chengshun.”
"I don't think so." You Ziheng still looked drunk, but the expression on his face was quite solemn. He jumped down into the pit, dug in the soil, and took out a long sword with a simple shape, "Tsk Tsk tsk, interesting.”
At this time, Wu Zongshan and Wang Lang also rushed over. They were only at the sixth level of martial arts, and Feitian's speed was far inferior to Pei Zhantu and You Ziheng.
"You two, what's going on?" Wu Zongshan, as the master of Huangtong Palace, asked.
"This is the place where Kong Chengshun rented. It was destroyed by the sixth-grade Gengjin sword energy. Kong Chengshun was completely destroyed physically and mentally." Pei Zhantu briefly described it, then looked at You Ziheng in the pit and said, "That sword What happened to the sword?"
"It's a magic weapon." You Ziheng said lightly. He held the hilt of the sword and looked at it carefully.
"What!?"
"Magic weapon?"
“Third-level divine weapon??”
The other three people present were all stunned, and almost suspected that they had heard wrongly.
Isn't this the place where Kong Chengshun rents?
How could a magic weapon appear?
"That's right, a third-level divine weapon." You Ziheng jumped out of the pit, drank two sips of wine, and said with a smile, "Hey, does this count as an immortal fate? I just went down and pulled it a few times. Just get a magic sword."
"It is indeed a divine sword, but it seems to have been sealed by a great power." Pei Zhantu also saw the grade of this ancient sword, but he was even more confused in his heart, "How could a sealed divine sword be here with Kong Chengshun? Just now What's going on with the sword energy? It's directed at this magic weapon?"
"But if it's just to get the magic weapon, why bother to make such a huge noise? Wouldn't it be better to assassinate Kong Chengshun?" Wu Zongshan also felt a little confused.
The earth-shattering roar just now could be heard by almost half of Huangtong City. It was as if they were deliberately trying to attract people. They were not plotting a magic weapon at all.
Zheng!
At this moment, the ancient sword suddenly trembled, making a sword cry, and an old voice came from inside.
"Young boy from Chunyang Palace, what are you pretending to be? Weren't you the one who unleashed the sword energy just now?" Fu Ya's voice was very angry. He had now regained consciousness.
But being held in the hands of a fifth-grade master, he couldn't escape at all.
Although the complete Fuya Sword is a third-grade divine weapon, it is currently sealed and has no ability to attack independently.
Even if it is held in someone's hand, it is only equivalent to a hundred-refined weapon that is close to the level of a sharp weapon.
It is impossible to escape from the master's grasp.
As soon as Fu Yajian spoke, the surroundings suddenly became dead silent.
Pei Zhantu, Wu Zongshan, and Wang Lang immediately changed their expressions, with a trace of panic flashing in their eyes as they looked at this magical weapon in disbelief.
The magic weapon speaks!
This is not just a matter of the spirit of the divine sword!
You Ziheng's hand holding the Fu Ya Sword trembled slightly, but on the surface he looked like he had expected it. He actually burped and said with a smile, "Senior's temper is really bad."
While he was speaking, thirty-six rays of apricot-yellow light flew out from his sloppy Taoist robe, and immediately wrapped up the entire Fuya Sword.
The sound in the sword suddenly stopped and became quiet.
It turned out that the thirty-six apricot-yellow rays of light were all talismans, and You Ziheng directly suppressed the "spirit" in the divine sword.
——The Fuya Sword is in a sealed state, and the spirit that can be revealed to the outside world is not strong. Therefore, for a fifth-level master like You Ziheng, it is not difficult to ban it.
Pei Zhantu and others breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Fu Yajian had calmed down.
"So it was you who did it. When did you learn Gengjin Sword Qi?" Pei Zhantu looked at You Ziheng. He already believed what Fu Yajian said just now.
This can also explain why You Ziheng discovered the magic weapon as soon as he arrived here, because he came here for this magic sword.
"Secret Sixth Grade Sword Qi Kung Fu, I'm just learning it for fun... burp!" You Ziheng breathed out another breath of alcohol and chuckled: "I made a lot of noise, mainly because I want to attract you here, after all, in case I don't It would be bad to seal him up.”
Then he raised his hand to Wu Zongshan and said, "I have caused some trouble to the master of the palace, please bear with me."
"What did the Taoist say? If it weren't for the Taoist, I'm afraid there would be a greater disaster in Huangtong Mansion." Wu Zongshan quickly returned the gift, and he was still a little scared.
"If you hadn't discovered it early, I'm afraid it would really be a disaster." Pei Zhantu nodded and said, "It's safe to seal this magic sword in Chunyang Palace."
"I'll go back to Chunyang Palace after Zhou Heng's assessment is scheduled tomorrow." You Ziheng said seriously, and at the same time glanced at the direction of Zhou Heng's home.
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"Congratulations! Killed the vulnerable enemy Kong Chengshun, lucky bag [copper] +1."
Zhou Heng didn't have time to care about the system reward prompt. After releasing three palm thunders, he took advantage of the chaos and quickly left this "crime scene".
Things went smoothly.
It basically developed according to his plan.
He knew his own strength level very well. Using palm thunder to make Fuya Sword temporarily unconscious and stagnant was already the limit. It was impossible to prevent the future troubles of the magic weapon level.
But he couldn't do it, but others could.
There are now two sixth-grade and two fifth-grade in Huangtong City, and each of them has a high identity background. It is likely that they can temporarily seal Fuya Sword.
Therefore, Zhou Heng's idea was:
While killing Kong Chengshun, he would try to make a big noise to attract the attention of these strong men, and use the palm thunder to prevent the Fuya Sword from escaping. When those strong men arrived, they would naturally find this magic sword and deal with it.
Moreover, the attack of Gengjin Sword Qi Jue is at the level of the sixth level of the Secret Grade. He is only at the ninth level. Normally, it is impossible for him to cut out such a powerful sword energy.
As long as he leaves the "crime scene" quickly enough and is not discovered, he can basically clear his suspicion perfectly.
Even if there is a reasoning expert who really finds out that he did it.
At most, it will attract the hatred of Changxing Sect.
Compared with the threat of the magic weapon level that he may face when following, this is not worth mentioning at all.
Choose the lesser of two evils.
Zhou Heng felt refreshed after solving a big problem so quickly, and the corners of his mouth could not help but rise slightly, with a strong smile.
But as soon as he returned to his own door, the smile on his face froze.
Under the moonlight.
A Taoist priest wearing a shabby Taoist robe, with a wine gourd hanging from his waist, messy hair, and a drunken face leaned against the door, looking at him with a smile.
You Ziheng.
Thanks to the Demon King Lelouch, Strolling Travel, and the head of the Rockruid family for the tips