Invincible Sword Tao

0Seeing Wen Tianfei and the other two on the ground, Murong Wei frowned. His eyes twinkled as he looked at Little Cold. This was the first time he had encountered his disciple killing someone in front of him.    

    

"Master, I have committed many offenses. Please punish me."    

    

Xiao Han immediately knelt down.    

    

"Xiao Han, if you can tell Master, why did you kill them?"    

    

Murong Wei did not get angry, but asked very calmly.    

    

"They offended the Master, and even though they were disciples of the Master, they used information to exchange for goods with him. This is outrageous, that's why they were killed by my disciple."    

    

Xiao Han clasped his fists sincerely and said, "At the same time... Your disciple is also a bit selfish. Disciple does not wish for my secrets to be seen, and even more so does not wish for these three vile people to use my disciple's matter to do business. "    

    

"Your answer makes Master very satisfied. So be it! They deserve to die. "    

    

Murong Wei laughed, then slowly stood up and looked at Xiao Han: "Xiao Han! I heard from them that you found your beloved husband. I wonder when you can bring him to Master for a look? "    

    

"Ah …" Master, you … Don't believe them, apprentice... "How could I have …"    

    

Xiao Han was shocked and his face flushed red.    

    

"Haha …"    

    

Seeing Xiao Han, Murong Wei laughed out loud.    

    

Little Han said he didn't. But that expression on her face told Murong Wei that she had it.    

    

"Alright, don't go back tonight. Cultivate at Master's place! It just so happens that Master can teach you a sword technique. "    

    

Murong Wei laughed straightforwardly.    

    

"Thank you, Master."    

    

Seeing that his Master did not continue to pester him, Xiao Han finally heaved a sigh of relief.    

    

She was forced to do this. If Wen Tianfei and the others were to spread the news of Yu Ye, the consequences would be unimaginable.    

    

Yu Ye was used by that woman, and now that news of Yu Ye was leaked, he would be in trouble.    

    

"All holy sons of the sect listen up, gather at the Sword Palace!"    

    

Right at this moment, an invincible and domineering voice echoed within the Sword Sect. Following this interruption, Little Han and Murong Wei both looked towards the outside of the palace.    

    

"The Sword Sect is going to be lively soon."    

    

Murong Wei said indifferently.    

    

No matter what happened, Sword Sect would never summon all of the Holy Sons. However, this time, all of the Holy Sons were summoned, which meant one thing.    

    

"Master …"    

    

Little Cold looked at Murong Wei with trepidation.    

    

"Xiao Han, you stay in the Master's palace and don't go anywhere. Master will be right back. "    

    

Murong Wei gave Xiao Han a look of confidence.    

    

"Yes, Master!"    

    

Little Han pursed her lips and nodded.    

    

"Shua!"    

    

With a wave of Murong Wei's robe, he turned and turned into a ray of light and flew out.    

    

"Hu!"    

    

For some reason, Little Han heaved a sigh of relief.    

    

Now that he had taken care of the three great witnesses, he believed that no one would suspect him!    

    

"..."    

    

Silence!    

    

Under the night sky that was as tranquil as water, the Sword Sect was still in a place with no lights.    

    

However, the Sacred Son Palace was very quiet. The Holy Son all liked to cultivate quietly. There were no servants here to wait on them, nor were there any clamoring from the other disciples. This place was extremely quiet.    

    

"Shua!"    

    

At this time, a ghost-like person arrived at the entrance of Wu Yuan Holy Son Hall. This person was wearing a black robe and was wearing a black cloak. Just like the death god who was about to take his life, step by step, he walked towards the Holy Son Hall of Wu Yuan.    

    

The man didn't try to hide himself. He moved forward brazenly.    

    

With each step he took, the staircase of the Holy Son Hall of Wu Yuan actually warped. He walked to the front of the palace and extended his hand, walking towards the interior of it.    

    

Then, he gently pushed the door open. The interior of the palace was vast, huge, and pitch-black at the same time. The interior of the dark palace seemed somewhat desolate.    

    

However, at the main seat of the palace, a man in brown robes sat cross-legged.    

    

"Who is the friend? I wonder what business do you have, visiting late at night? "    

    

Murong Wei opened his eyes and smiled at the mysterious person dressed in black.    

    

When this person arrived at his own palace, he had already sensed that someone had come to visit. However, he was extremely curious. Who was this person? What was his purpose in coming here?    

    

"Kill you!"    

    

The black robed man said coldly.    

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"Kill me?"    

    

Murong Wei stared blankly for a moment, then laughed.    

    

"I forgot when I offended you, you actually let you come and kill me?"    

    

Murong Wei laughed and asked.    

    

Although Murong Wei did not know who he was, he knew who he was. His motive was to kill him, but he could vaguely guess that this person was the person who had killed the Great Elder.    

    

Because, the one who killed the Great Elder was in Sword Sect.    

    

"You, Murong Wei, can forget about it, but I can't …"    

    

Black Cloaked Guy laughed sinisterly, and under his laughter, an evil killing intent surged.    

    

Hearing this, Murong Wei's brows slowly furrowed.    

    

This person actually knew his real name?    

    

In other words, he was someone from the Heavenly Fragrant Snow Domain.    

    

However … In Heavenly Fragrant Snow Domain, other than the women who wanted to kill him, who else would want to kill him?    

    

"What is it? Did you remember something? "    

    

Black Cloaked Guy laughed ruthlessly. His eyes that were hidden under the hat flickered non-stop, as if he was a demon that was about to appear. He could even feel a formless killing intent shrouding his entire body.    

    

"Just who are you?"    

    

Murong Wei was furious.    

    

Why did he want to escape? Why did he have to hide his name? Because he was afraid, afraid of the man who had crippled his arm with his eyes four years ago. Even though his arm had finally recovered and he had become the Holy Son of Sword Sect, that shadow had still not dissipated.    

    

He was well aware of that man, that man's power. It was far from what he could imagine.    

    

Even if it was him, he wouldn't be able to escape death in his hands.    

    

"Who is it? Ha ha-ha ha! You actually asked who I am? How long has it been since you forgot? "    

    

Black Cloaked Guy laughed coldly, as if he had heard a great joke.    

    

Murong Wei's eyes were filled with anger and killing intent, which mixed together to form a strange aura, pressuring Black Cloaked Guy.    

    

"I don't care who you are. From the moment you came to my Holy Son Palace, you shouldn't even think of escaping alive. "    

    

Murong Wei said angrily.    

    

As long as it wasn't that mysterious man from four years ago, the others would still dare to speak to him in such a tone.    

    

Must die...    

    

"Is that so?"    

    

The mysterious person's face was fierce as he took a step forward.    

    

When he stepped out, his body turned into a blur and then disappeared.    

    

When he disappeared, Murong Wei's eyes popped out.    

    

"Puchi!"    

    

Suddenly, he felt his neck turn cold and blood spurted out.