Wuxia: Start with max-level Nine Yang Divine Skill

Duan Gang led a group of constables and rushed over.

Seeing Cheng Yi lying on the ground in a sorry state, his knife still sheathed, he was already subdued.

Li Fu was calm and composed, showing no signs of a fight.

Duan Gang was shocked. This kid's martial arts skills were so high?

Do not……

His gaze swept over Cheng Yi's face, revealing the humiliation and resentment he had seen instantly.

Cheng Yi must have underestimated his opponent, and Li Fu caught him off guard and subdued him!

Even so, this junior constable's skill was frighteningly profound!

Duan Gang's face was gloomy.

Whoosh! Whoosh whoosh whoosh—!

Just then, a sharp whistling sound suddenly rang out!

More than a dozen hidden weapons shot out from different directions!

Fast and accurate!

Under the moonlight, the hidden weapon gleamed with an eerie blue light, clearly poisoned!

Li Fu reacted incredibly fast, kicking his feet and grabbing Cheng Yi as he leaped backward three zhang (approximately 10 meters) into the alley!

"Ah!" "Uh!"

Two screams!

Two constables who couldn't dodge in time were hit and fell to the ground!

Everyone hurriedly tried to get away.

Just now, even Cheng Yi was hit by a hidden weapon attack. Duan Gang shouted, "Someone's trying to silence us! Protect Cheng Yi!"

Before the words were even finished, twenty or thirty masked men dressed in black leaped down from the rooftops on both sides of the street.

The long sword reflected the moonlight, its cold gleam terrifying!

They rushed straight to the alley where Li Fu and Cheng Yi were hiding.

Li Fu released Cheng Yi, who couldn't stand up for a while, and blocked the narrow alleyway.

One man can hold the pass!

He strode forward and unleashed his newly mastered Taizu Long Fist.

The fist techniques are fluid, combining strength and gentleness, with strict rules and profound understanding of their essence.

With the infusion of Nine Yang True Qi, one is not afraid of swords and blades.

"Clang!" "Snap!"

An iron fist clashed with a blade.

The long sword shattered upon impact.

The force of the punch.

Thud! Pfft!

Those who are hit may suffer broken tendons or bones, or shattered internal organs!

Amidst screams of agony, the first seven or eight men in black collapsed like autumn leaves.

The second wave of assassins, fearless and undaunted, surged forward like a tidal wave, their blades forming a cold net, aiming straight for Li Fuzhou's vital points!

"With measured advances and retreats, and every move a desperate gamble, they are the elite warriors trained and nurtured for years!"

However, Li Fu's fist technique was powerful and unstoppable.

boom!

A punch landed squarely on his chest, and his sternum immediately caved in!

Snapped!

A leg swept across the waist, and the figure flew like tattered cotton!

Click!

A reverse elbow strike shatters the shoulder blade!

The second batch of suicide soldiers were also swept away like dry leaves, dying on the spot in an instant!

The third group rushed in immediately afterward!

Amidst the sounds of fighting, someone shouted.

"Where did this constable come from? He's too powerful; we can't defeat him."

"We can't hold them off any longer, retreat!"

"No! The leader has ordered that they must be killed!"

"We can't kill them!"

Li Fu's punches and kicks were relentless, as fast as lightning and as heavy as a mountain!

Bang bang bang!

Punch to the flesh!

The third group of assassins was also decimated by him, suffering heavy casualties!

The fourth group rushed halfway, but seeing the tragic state of their companions, they lost all courage!

Having lost the will to fight, he turned to flee!

How could Li Fu let them escape so easily? He chased after them with lightning speed!

With each punch and kick, several more people died!

The remaining few people fled into the darkness in a panic and disappeared.

While Li Fu was engaged in a fierce battle with the assassins, another group of men in black attacked Duan Gang and his companions.

The constables fought back fiercely, but some were injured and two died on the spot!

The assassins retreated, and the constables who had survived the ordeal were still shaken.

After dealing with the remaining enemies, Li Fu, covered in blood, turned around and looked into the alley.

Cheng Yi was impacted by the internal force and only now barely regained consciousness. He tried to get up and escape using both his hands and feet.

Looking up, she met Li Fu's clear yet captivating eyes in the moonlight!

And the glaring blood on his robes!

Cheng Yi was so frightened that his whole body froze, his lips moved slightly, but he dared not move an inch.

Zhang Yuan rushed over, his face filled with grief: "Brother Fu... Wang Wu and Zhao Qi... are gone... they still have elderly and young families to support..."

Li Fu felt a heavy weight in his heart and sighed inwardly.

This is the cruel world of martial arts where masters of martial arts exist.

Li Fu squatted down and tore off the masks from several of the veiled corpses.

All of them were unfamiliar faces.

A thorough search of the entire body yielded no clues or markers.

They were clearly carefully trained assassins.

Duan Gang and his men were about to capture the several seriously injured but not dead.

puff!

"Well!"

Those people didn't hesitate to bite off the poison sac hidden in their mouths and died instantly!

Zhang Yuan and the others watched with trepidation and chills down their spines.

"Life is so cheap."

Duan Gang looked at the corpses scattered on the ground, then glanced at Li Fu, his face grim.

"In the past, the Bone-Scraping Evil Blade was just a man with superb martial arts skills who roamed the martial world and killed people like flies with his lightning-fast knife skills."

But now his descendants not only inherited his swordsmanship, but also know how to win over subordinates, build up their power, and harbor assassins, making them undoubtedly even more terrifying.

Zhang Yuan leaned close to Li Fu's ear.

"What do you mean by being a famous constable? Li Fu, you've killed or taken down no fewer than twenty or thirty assassins. In the melee just now, I saw clearly that he only took down three or four assassins."

He was indignant and looked down on Duan Gang, whose great reputation was no match for Li Fu's.

Li Fu's face turned cold.

He also noticed during the fierce battle,

Duan Gang's attack was actually quite fierce. Each punch and kick seemed to have the force of a thousand pounds. After easily knocking down three or four people, he was leisurely and did not rush to exert his true strength. While fighting, he also looked coldly in his direction, without any attempt to hide it.

It's possible he deliberately slacked off, leaving all these dangerous assassins to be dealt with by himself.

He just didn't expect that he could take care of this group of assassins so easily.

"What can we do? All of them have committed suicide by poisoning themselves; there isn't a single survivor left," Zhang Yuan said in frustration.

Li Fu turned to look at Cheng Yi.

"There's still one alive, isn't there?"

……

The descendant of the Bone-Scraping Evil Blade boasted that he would take the lives of the four men of the Mu family within three days. After the first night, three of the old masters of the Mu family were still alive.

The next day at noon, the atmosphere inside the county government office was cold and oppressive.

Cheng Yi was tightly handcuffed to the heavy torture chair, the iron chains icy cold.

The constable shouted sternly, "Speak! Are you a descendant of the Bone-Scraping Evil Blade, or an assassin sent by him?!"

"Was it you who caused Master Mu's death last night?!"

After being beaten, Cheng Yi's face was bruised and swollen.

"Don't wrong me. The four heroes of the Mu family are revered throughout the martial arts world. Even if I, Cheng Yi, am a scoundrel, I would never do such a despicable thing as assassinating a senior!"

His eyes were bloodshot, filled with the anger of being insulted.

The coachman and constable under Duan Gang seized the opportunity and pressed, "How do you know it was an assassination? We never mentioned it!"

His tone carried a smug satisfaction at discovering a flaw.

Cheng Yi roared, "How many years have I been struggling in the martial world?"

I glanced at Master Mu's body when I was there. Given his high level of martial arts, what other possibility was there for killing him without alerting anyone except a sneak attack?

Duan Gang, who was sitting to the side, sneered when he heard this, and slammed his hand on the table, making the torture instruments clang.

"quibble!

If you're not the murderer, why were you in such a hurry to escape last night?! You're guilty!

His gaze was sharp as a knife, fixed intently on Cheng Yi.

Cheng Yi was caught off guard by the question, his eyes flickered, and he was speechless for a moment.

"They won't shed a tear until they see the coffin!"

Duan Gang stopped wasting words and directly signaled his men to begin the torture.

Suddenly, a shrill scream echoed through the torture chamber!