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Chapter 87 Attack and Kill
North city area.

The flames roared and soared into the sky.

Looking into the distance, one can see a mansion engulfed in flames and burning. Many people are gathered in the distance, watching the fire with great fear, worried that it will spread. Fortunately, there is no wind tonight, and the fire has remained confined to one area.

At this time, night patrolmen arrived one after another. One of the duties of the night patrolmen is to prevent fires, so there is a special emergency plan. All parties acted immediately to isolate the area of ​​fire.

at this time.

Wu Ming also led a group of people to the scene.

"Reporting to you, sir, the fire here appears to be malicious. This residence belongs to the second-in-command of a gang in the northern district. I suspect it's an act of revenge between gangs..."

An inspector whispered a report to Wu Ming.

Wu Ming frowned slightly and said, "We'll talk about that later. First, let's bring the fire under control and see if there are any survivors in the house. If we can save them, we will."

"Yes."

Many of his patrol officers set off for the fire.

After Wu Mingling ordered his patrol officers to take action, he leaped over several obstacles and arrived at the roof of a nearby house. Standing on the edge of the eaves, he looked out at the fire and surveyed the entire area. Seeing that the fire did not show any signs of spreading for the time being, he felt slightly relieved.

He circled the fire area several times to check the situation. He saw that the nearby houses were all relatively far apart, and without strong winds, the fire was unlikely to spread. The people in the houses had also been temporarily evacuated.

"There's no wind tonight, so it seems there's nothing to worry about."

Wu Ming looked up at the sky and saw that the sky was dark, shrouded in clouds and mist, and the moonlight was so dim that it was almost invisible.

In the distance, flames raged, while Wu Ming stood in the shadows, observing the fire. After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly turned his head slowly, his deep gaze fixed on the darkness behind him, and said calmly, "You've come to kill me?"

rear.

in the dark,
A figure slowly walked out, cloaked in black, hidden in the night. He looked at Wu Ming with a calm gaze and said, "Your senses are quite sharp. With my Xuanming Steps combined with the Youquan Concealing Qi Technique, even a master who has reached the third stage of blood coagulation would have a hard time detecting me from five zhang away."

"Are you a member of the Wang family, or Guo Xiang of the Black Fiend Sect? So tonight's fire was a deliberate attempt to lure me out?"

Wu Ming turned around and looked at Shen Lian who was coming towards him.

"neither."

Shen Lian remained calm as he approached step by step, saying, "I'm just returning a favor."

He originally planned to quietly approach Wu Ming and behead him with one strike, but Wu Ming was alerted in advance. However, at this distance, Wu Ming had no chance to escape from him. Moreover, the fire was raging in the distance, and everyone's attention was drawn to the fire. No one would notice the situation here. By the time someone noticed, it would all be over.

"I see."

Wu Ming nodded slightly and asked, "So, who are you?"

Shen Lian gently drew a curved blade. Under the dim moonlight, the blade gleamed with a cold light, like a crescent moon. He said in a calm tone, "The dead don't need to know so much... But you were able to sense my aura from five zhang away, so you do have some skill. I'll let you die peacefully."

"I am Shen Lian, a true disciple of the Xuan Yu Sect!"

Swish!
The moment the words fell, Shen Lian took a step forward. He was now within five zhang of Wu Ming. With a swift movement, he was like a ghostly shadow, closing in several zhang in an instant and attacking Wu Ming directly!

In the instant of this sudden attack, Shen Lian's eyes were sharp and fierce, fixed on every part of Wu Ming's body. Whether Wu Ming drew the spear from his back or retreated and dodged, he had already prepared a countermeasure. When he swung his sword, he contained more than a dozen variations of moves, blocking all of Wu Ming's escape routes, aiming to end the battle with a single strike.

but.

Wu Ming's actions, however, were exactly what Shen Lian had expected.

Faced with his sudden attack, Wu Ming did not reach for the crimson python spear on his back, nor did he immediately retreat or dodge. Instead, he suddenly raised his right arm and turned his dark sleeve towards him.

laugh.

A streak of crimson light flew out from Wu Ming's sleeve at an incredible speed.

"What the hell?"

Shen Lian's expression changed slightly.

After all, he was a true disciple of the Xuanyu Sect, a rising star among the younger generation, and had experienced various trials and tribulations. Faced with this unexpected situation, he reacted immediately. The curved blade in his hand switched from offense to defense, and after tracing half an arc, it slashed diagonally at the incoming streak of blood light, attempting to knock it down in mid-air.

Clang!
The scimitar clashed with the crimson light of blood, producing a crisp metallic clang.

After this collision, Shen Lian finally saw the true form of that bloody light. It was a strangely shaped small sword with only a blade and no hilt. It was no more than a foot long and looked like a small scarlet snake.

laugh.

After colliding with the scimitar, the flying sword suddenly darted out diagonally, drawing an arc in the void. Its speed remained undiminished, still incredibly fast, as it attacked Shen Lian from behind.

Shen Lian's pupils contracted sharply, a look of shock flashing across his face. He suddenly turned to the side, brandishing his scimitar and unleashing a fierce aura. The scimitar he swung created a silver-white light curtain in the void.

"Cold Moon Blade!" This is Shen Lian's signature move.

A martial artist who has achieved three blood coagulations can utilize their own blood energy at a deeper level and can master various martial arts techniques and secret methods.

Shen Lian had only recently mastered this ultimate technique. He was already ranked high among the disciples of the Xuan Yu Sect. With this one strike, he was confident that he could secure a place among the top three disciples and even compete for a top ten spot among the younger generation in Jingye City!
Ding, ding, ding.

But it was just three faint, soft sounds, like the crisp sound of a needle piercing metal.

Shen Lian's sword-wielding motion came to an abrupt halt.

In the dim sky, a wisp of cloud dispersed slightly, and a sliver of dim moonlight fell, illuminating Shen Lian's forehead and clearly revealing a gaping hole that ran from his forehead to the back of his head.

"Demon magic..."

Despite having his head pierced, Shen Lian did not die instantly. He made a sound in his throat and uttered a single word before finally swaying and collapsing to the ground, his curved sword clattering to the ground.

A trace of bewilderment and disbelief still lingered in his eyes.

As a true disciple of the Xuanyu Sect, he had seen the art of manipulating objects before. In fact, there were even practitioners in the Xuanyu Sect who had cultivated the Dao and reached the third level of the Nascent Soul Refinement. However, he did not take these demonic arts seriously at all.

The Taoist cultivator from the Xuanyu Sect was no match for him at all. His magical artifacts were simply insufficient to break through his curved blade. He only needed to locate the opponent's true form and rush over to kill him in an instant.

But Wu Ming...

That scarlet flying sword was incredibly fast and powerful, like a Blood Condensation Warrior of almost equal strength attacking him with all his might!

It's important to understand that in a fight between martial artists who have achieved the Blood Coagulation Martial Arts, the body is a weak point, with vital points everywhere. However, a flying sword without any support doesn't need to worry about injuring itself. It's like a martial artist in a state of 'etherealization' wielding a sword. If its power were weaker, that would be one thing, but its power is almost comparable to his swordsmanship. How can anyone withstand that?!
laugh.

A crimson streak of blood flashed across the sky once more.

On Shen Lian's fallen corpse, a bloody mark appeared on his neck, and his head quietly separated from his torso.

After severing Shen Lian's head with his flying sword, Wu Ming then gestured with his hand, causing the crimson light to fly over and disappear into his sleeve. At the same time, he stepped towards Shen Lian.

"The true teachings of the Xuanyu Sect..."

"Amazing."

Wu Ming looked down at Shen Lian's corpse.

With his soul power, he controlled the killing weapon in the Demon Subduing Diagram. Its power was terrifying. It only took him an instant to kill an ordinary person who had condensed blood three times. However, Shen Lian managed to block several blows before his flying sword pierced through his head. In terms of strength, he was even stronger than He Tian, ​​the Black Cloud Thief, that night.

He had heard of Shen Lian, or rather, as the deputy inspector of the Shenxing Division, he was familiar with most of the well-known figures in various forces. He knew that Shen Lian was one of the most outstanding young talents in the Xuanyu Sect.

He knew he hadn't offended the Xuanyu Sect, nor did he have any grudge against Shen Lian. But there must be a reason for this. He just didn't know whether Shen Lian was invited by Prime Minister Guo or the Wang family. In any case, it could only be one of the two.

Swish.

After a moment's thought, Wu Ming quickly reached out and pressed down on Shen Lian's corpse. The instant his palm touched Shen Lian's body, an invisible vortex surged from his palm, instantly sucking Shen Lian's body into it and making him disappear.

"Black Fiend Sect, Wang Family, and now Xuanyu Sect, how did I suddenly accumulate so much trouble?"

After cleaning up the traces on the ground, Wu Ming couldn't help but shake his head. He didn't want to cause so much trouble right now, but being in the martial world, he was always caught in a dilemma, and trouble kept coming one after another, which he had to deal with one by one.

For now, it's like having too many lice to itch; anyway, Shen Lian's corpse was thrown into the Demon Subduing Realm, and he couldn't find him alive or dead. Whether he was alive or dead was none of his concern.

Shen Lian's attack on him, a patrol officer of the Censorate, in the middle of the night must have been done secretly, without leaving any trace. Few people might know about it, and perhaps even ten days or half a month later, no one would realize that Shen Lian had disappeared.

but,

He remembered that.

Whether it's Guo Xiang or the Wang family, this can be considered an attempt to kill him. The previous conflicts were still within certain limits, but after this assassination attempt, it will be a fight to the death from now on!
A cold glint flashed in Wu Ming's eyes, then he quietly turned and left the alley.

The dimly lit alley returned to its deathly silence, and no one knew what had happened here.

……

Two hours later.

As dawn broke, the mansion that had been engulfed in flames not far away had been reduced to ashes.

The dozens of night patrolmen nearby all looked somewhat disheveled and exhausted, having worked all night.

Wu Ming stood with his hands behind his back in front of the ruins. After listening to Shi Zhenbang's report, he said, "Well, let's compile it into a dossier and report it. The fire has been extinguished, and it's dawn. We can hand it over to the City Guard."

He remained calm, as if he had only dealt with a fire overnight. After giving the order, he turned and walked away.

(End of this chapter)