Sword Roaring in the Sky

Chapter 140 It turns out that his martial arts and swordsmanship are better than mine
Sun Yanwan didn't know where Wu Zhi, the young detective with great martial arts skills, came from?

But this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. With Wu Zhi entangled with Hu Fengge, he has a chance to kill Hu Fengkuang if he fights him alone.

Sun Yanwan didn't know that Hu Fengkuang actually thought that the Seven Friends of Songyang had created a set of swordsmanship based on the Great Songyang Divine Sword to specifically restrain the Hu family's Demon-Slaying Swordsmanship. If he knew, he would definitely comfort him and tell him that this was not the case and that only he could restrain it.

After more than ten moves, Sun Yanwan became a little agitated. He used all his strength to wield the sword and had no time to be distracted, for fear that Wu Zhi would be killed by Hu Fengge, or that other situations would occur. His sword moves began to become more and more bizarre, hoping to kill Hu Fengkuang quickly.

He no longer had to use all his strength to change every move of the Great Songyang Divine Sword. As long as Hu Fengkuang's sword moves changed slightly, he would predict it in advance and point out the flaws in his opponent's swordsmanship.

Hu Fengkuang seemed to have seen the most terrifying thing in the world.

As soon as he moved his sword, the enemy's sword was already pointed at him, and he was about to attack. He hurriedly changed his moves, and before he could perform half of his sword skills, Sun Yanwan's long sword was already waiting in advance.

Hu Fengkuang was 100% convinced that if he used his full strength in one move, he would be exposing the flaws in his sword moves to Sun Yan's long sword.

He was obviously more skilled in martial arts and swordsmanship, but he was sweating profusely after being killed. He had never felt so aggrieved in his life.

Sun Yanwan wielded his long sword with the agility of a dragon, feeling that he had pushed the limits of "finding flaws." However, no matter how he predicted, Hu Fengkuang was always able to cope. He couldn't help but secretly wonder, "Why hasn't this guy been defeated yet?"

"This move of mine clearly contains six or seven variations. Each strike anticipates the flaws in his Demon-Slaying Sword Technique. Logically, he definitely won't be able to break through..."

The two sides fought fiercely for seventy or eighty moves. Hu Fengkuang's forehead was covered with sweat. Finally, he could not keep up with Sun Yanwan's swordsmanship. He was unable to react in time and was hit in the ribs by Sun Yanwan's sword. At this time, his true energy had reached its limit, his qi and blood were extremely active, and blood gushed out immediately.

Sun Yanwan succeeded with one sword move, and his sword moves became even faster!
Hu Fengkuang shouted loudly, and a few inches of pale yellow sword light appeared on his sword. However, even though he used the sword light technique, he still could not reverse the situation.

The two sides fought for more than ten moves, and Hu Fengkuang stabbed Sun Yanwan with a sword again.

After being hit by this sword, Hu Fengkuang's sword could no longer keep up with Sun Yanwan's sword. Sun Yanwan made seven consecutive moves, and every sword hit the target. After seven or eight moves, he pierced the throat of this great master of the Hu family with one sword.

After killing the enemy, he suddenly realized something.

"No wonder. No matter how I try to find his flaws, he always manages to cope with them. It turns out it's because his martial arts and swordsmanship are superior to mine..."

If Hu Fengkuang knew that Sun Yanwan had such an understanding, he would surely die with his eyes wide open, because he also had this feeling. Sun Yanwan's martial arts and swordsmanship were insignificant, but he happened to have practiced a sword technique that "restrained the Hu family's demon-slaying sword technique". Every move was targeted, preventing him from fully displaying his swordsmanship and martial arts.

Sun Yanwan killed two people from the Hu family in a row. Although Hu Fengsan was not killed by him personally, there was no need to worry about it. Looking up, he saw Wu Zhi smiling. Hu Fengge had been acupunctured by him and was tied up by the guards. He was whimpering and screaming with a face full of grief and anger. He was even more aggrieved than Hu Fengkuang who was killed by Sun Yanwan.

Who would have thought that a captain of a constable squad in Chongyang City could have such high martial arts skills?

Wu Zhi dusted himself off and said, "I'm going to bring this man to justice!"

"I also want to bring back the man you killed."

Sun Yanwan smiled and said, "Can I not go to the government office?"

Wu Zhi smiled and said, "Sure!"

He paused, then said, "I originally thought you were determined to kill the man I captured. But I'm a constable, and I can't allow you to kill someone in front of me. He's guilty, and he deserves a fair punishment, not some random killing."

"I didn't interfere with your duel with that man..."

Sun Yanwan suddenly realized that this detective captain named Wu Zhi was even more interesting than he had imagined. He actually followed the law, but he also deliberately didn't take action and didn't stop him from killing Hu Fengkuang. He cupped his hands and said, "Thank you."

It doesn’t matter whether Hu Fengge lives or dies. He has no need to wipe out the roots or kill people to silence them.

Moreover, even if he wanted to kill someone, he would do it quietly and would not conflict with Wu Zhi.

Wu Zhi took his men and left the flower street.

Sun Yanwan originally wanted to find Lao Qingshan, but after a moment's hesitation, he left Chongyang City at night.

The reason why the Hu family was able to follow him all the way was most likely because he was riding in a carriage and brought the old man Lao Qingshan with him. If he had traveled alone, the Hu family would most likely not have been able to catch up with him.

In addition, Sun Yanwan had other concerns. Whether he returned to his hometown and took part in the county examination under the name of Sunanqiao, or went to find the descendants of Miao Youxiu, it would not be appropriate to let Lao Qingshan know. Letting this old man stay in Chongyang City was the best choice no matter from which perspective.

Wu Zhi brought people back to the yamen, detained Hu Fengge, and spent another two hours writing documents, clearly stating the crimes of the three members of the Hu family. She planned to report it to the chief officer tomorrow morning.

After he finished writing the document and threw down his brush, he took a jar of fine wine from the room and went to the prison.

An old, unremarkable yamen runner, who was dozing off, suddenly perked up when he heard Wu Zhi walking. He called out, "My dear disciple, are you bringing me more wine?"

"What's the origin of that piece of shit you delivered tonight? He kept cursing and bragging for over an hour, and I slapped him twice before he calmed down a bit."

Wu Zhi placed the wine on the table, smiled, and said, "Master, do you know the five great families in the world?"

A cold light flashed in the old yamen runner's eyes, and he said lightly: "I know!"

Wu Zhi pointed at the imprisoned Hu Fengge and said, "He is from the Demon-Slaying Hu family."

"Master, can you tell me about the Jianghu? For example, who are the five great martial arts families? Are their martial arts powerful?"

The old yamen runner looked shocked and asked, "Demon-killing Hu family?"

Wu Zhi nodded. The old yamen runner's eyes suddenly dimmed again. He smiled slyly and said, "What's the point of just drinking? Get me two roast ducks, and I'll eat and drink, and then I'll tell you."

Wu Zhi was helpless and whispered, "The shops on the street haven't opened yet!"

The old yamen runner said calmly: "Then wait a moment!"

"How can I tell you such a good story for no reason?"

Wu Zhi was a little sulky, but still sat obediently aside, waiting for dawn.

Soon the sky brightened, and he ordered his constables to buy two roast ducks and some meat dishes. When the constables came back with the things, he served them to the old yamen runner with an eager look on his face, and also opened the wine jar and filled the coarse porcelain bowl.

The old yamen runner took a sip of wine, tore off a roast duck thigh, took a big bite, and spat out a mouthful of satisfaction. He said, "The demon-slaying Hu family, the happy Miao family, the Shi family that always produces the most beautiful women in the world, the Nanmeng family, the richest in the world and with the widest social circle, and there is another one..."

"Pour wine!"

(End of this chapter)