Wuxia: Start with max-level Nine Yang Divine Skill

With this wave of his hand, an invisible palm force was released from Li Fu's palm.

Instead of going straight, it suddenly drew an arc, as if someone had made a circle in mid-air, and the palm force turned and imprinted on Hu Biao's chest.

Before Hu Biao could react, he felt an overwhelming force slamming into him.

His massive body jolted violently, his eyes widened, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

He flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into the mountainside behind him with a loud thud, his bones breaking and him sliding down softly.

Madam Zhong, Su Xiu, Ma Shixiong, and others caught a glimpse of this scene during a break in the fierce battle, and were all astonished.

Even Luo Jiugao and Luo Wei, who were fighting with other masters of the greenwood, glared at him.

A palm strike can actually bend?!

What kind of martial art is this?

They were all rare masters in the martial arts world, and there were quite a few masters who had also passed the test.

Palm force, whether hard or soft, straight or horizontal, always has a direction and momentum. I have never seen palm force bend in mid-air.

From the moment Li Fu made his move to the moment he defeated Hu Biao, it all happened in the blink of an eye.

Over there, Luo Jiugao and Fanan had already exchanged seven or eight blows, their halberds clashing against the monk's staff, producing a series of loud bangs and bursts of energy. Fanan was forced to retreat step by step.

Luo Wei's palm strikes were powerful, and he gained the upper hand in the fight against Xue Han, but he wouldn't be able to win so quickly.

Li Fu remained on horseback, finishing off Hu Biao without even moving, his gaze sweeping over him.

Lady Zhong's two swords combined, their light forming a net, and her opponent was already wounded in several places.

Su Xiu's palm techniques were light and agile, and she fought entangled with a woman wielding a soft whip, gaining a firm advantage.

With the combined efforts of Chen Tao and other constables and the border troops, they gradually stabilized their position and began to launch a counterattack.

Ma Shixiong's marksmanship was fierce, and he had already wounded his opponent. The other three generals also gained the upper hand.

However, in the chaos of battle, many of the grain carts carrying the three hundred border troops had been doused with oil and thrown away with firecrackers.

A raging fire broke out.

Although in the eyes of Luo Jiugao, who was the real leader, the three hundred elite border cavalry were an indispensable help, he would have preferred to bring three thousand border troops if it weren't for the need to quickly pursue Tie Liuwang.

After all, many bandit strongholds would cause trouble for them, and three hundred border cavalrymen were not enough in terms of numbers.

However, Li Fu felt it didn't matter whether the three hundred border soldiers followed or not.

But he didn't just stand by and watch. Seeing that more grain carts were about to be burned, he moved swiftly and cut into the group of people dressed in black.

His movements were as graceful as an immortal, and he used the Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique) to move freely through the chaotic crowd, with no one able to touch the hem of his clothes.

Wherever it passed, it would either point out with a finger, its powerful force piercing through the bodies of several people;

Or a single palm strike could send several people flying.

Or perhaps he used his Dragon-Capturing Skill to pull people away from a distance and slam them to the other side, knocking down seven or eight people. In the blink of an eye, the attack of dozens of black-clad bandits was greatly hampered, and half of them fell.

"This idea is tricky, time to get out of here!"

Seeing Hu Biao defeated in one move and witnessing Li Fu's terrifying martial arts skills, a man in black who seemed to be the leader knew that things were hopeless and shouted hoarsely.

Upon hearing this, the men in black feinted, throwing smoke bombs and poisoned caltrops to obstruct the enemy. Then, they leaped backward, skillfully using the terrain for cover, and fled down into the valley or up the mountainside, disappearing into the forest in an instant.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Fa Nan and Xue Han also launched a few fierce attacks, forcing Luo Jiugao and Luo Wei away, and tried to escape with their companions.

Li Fu ignored the fleeing henchmen, but with a flick of his finger, he sent out two bursts of energy that knocked the two men down.

The finger flick technique, swift as lightning, pierced through the calves of both men, who screamed and collapsed to the ground.

The border troops wanted to give chase, but Luo Jiugao raised his hand to stop them: "Don't pursue a desperate enemy; be careful of an ambush. Treating the wounded and assessing the losses are the priorities."

The ambush was sudden, and it came and went quickly.

After a headcount, it was found that thirteen border soldiers were lightly wounded, seven auxiliary soldiers were seriously wounded, and three auxiliary soldiers had died. They also lost two packhorses and some dry rations.

The other side left behind dozens of corpses, several captured men in black, and two experts left behind by Li Fu – the Blood Staff Monk Fanan and the Twin-Blade Ghost Shadow Xue Han.

Li Fu, Luo Jiugao, and others decided to interrogate the two men first.

These two were clearly the leaders in the attack; they were skilled in martial arts and should have known the inside story.

On the temporarily cleared open ground, Fa Nan and Xue Han were forced to kneel down. Although their acupoints were restrained and their movements were inconvenient, their brows still showed the resentment of these notorious bandits.

Fa Nan's eyes were wide with rage, his hair bristling with fury. If he hadn't been acupunctured, he would have already attacked and killed someone.

Xue Han's face was pale. His robe was torn at the left calf, with bloodstains visible. This was the spot where Li Fu's finger-flicking technique had pierced through. His eyes flickered anxiously, as if he was still thinking about whether there was a way to escape.

Luo Jiu sat on a blue stone, his Guan Dao horizontally across his knees, and spoke in a deep voice, his voice like iron striking stone.

"Who ordered you? Who summoned you? How many accomplices do you have? Tell us the truth, and you may be spared some physical punishment."

Fa Nan spat out a spit, thick phlegm on the ground, and grinned maliciously:

"Luo Jiugao, what are you doing putting on airs? Others may fear you, the Guan Dao Divine Constable, but I, the Buddha, am not!"

"If this kid hadn't ambushed me with a finger strike, I would have been gone long ago."

He glared at Li Fu with hatred.

He glared at Li Fu with hatred.

Everyone present couldn't help but instinctively turn their gazes to Li Fu. Fa Nan said that the sneak attack was a blatant lie. They had all seen it just now, and Li Fu's martial arts skills were simply unfathomable.

Two swift, powerful finger strikes knocked the two men down.

Does catching them off guard constitute a sneak attack?

"If you don't want to die, confess honestly."

Li Fu said coldly.

"Don't threaten me with death, I'm not afraid."

Brother Zhang is a man of great righteousness and integrity, a true hero among outlaws!

The court is tyrannical, and the people are suffering. The Buddha respects Brother Zhang's character and is willing to help him escape his predicament and stop you, the court's lackeys!

"Hmph, kill me or torture me, it's all up to you. A mere frown shows you're not a hero!"

Fa Nan spoke with fervor, his chest heaving, as if he regarded Zhang Hengbo as a hero, someone he was willing to die for.

Li Fu said upon hearing this.

"Oh? Voluntarily? What kind of charm does Zhang Hengbo possess that would make a vicious scoundrel like you willing to risk your life to help him?"

He wanted to try to get some information from the two people who came to help Zhang Hengbo, to determine whether Zhang Hengbo was good or bad.

If you help the wrong person or kill the wrong person, you won't get either of the two peerless sword techniques.

Fa Nan raised his head, his eyes filled with fanaticism.

"Brother Zhang led the starving people across the north, killing corrupt officials, opening granaries, helping the poor, and helping those in need. Who in the bandit world wouldn't praise his loyalty for all time?"

He was sincere to his brothers and never mistreated his subordinates. What was even more remarkable was that he acted with method and discipline, unlike ordinary bandits who only knew how to plunder!

Such a person is a once-in-a-century talent!

"It was worth it for Brother Zhang to give up his life for him!"

Hearing the words about killing corrupt officials and helping the poor, Madam Zhong's face grew even colder, and her fingers gripping the sword hilt turned slightly white, but she remained silent.

Li Fu remained noncommittal, turning his gaze to Xue Han.

"And you?

Xue Han, I've heard a little about your reputation as the lone thief with twin swords, Ghost Shadow. You've always been a loner, disliking constraints. Are you now willingly serving Zhang Hengbo to the death?

Xue Han felt a bit pressured when Li Fu glanced at him. He gave a wry smile, and unlike his impassioned speech during the Fa Nan incident, he said in a low voice.

"Officer Li, you are wise... I... how could I dare not refuse?"

Although Zhang Da... Zhang Hengbo was captured by the imperial court, his former subordinates still held power and their influence spread throughout the northern outlaw world.

They issued numerous notices in Zhang Hengbo's name, calling on various groups to intercept them.

Although I am a lone traveler and seem carefree, I am also a member of the bandits and often associate with them.

There are rules in the underworld, and this joint post... carries considerable weight.

If anyone dares to openly defy me, not only will I lose all face in the bandit world, but I will also be utterly disgraced.

Moreover, if Zhang Hengbo truly escapes his predicament or his former subordinates seize power and settle scores, will I, all alone, have any chance of survival?

He paused, glanced at Li Fu and Luo Jiugao's expressions, and seeing that they did not intend to stop him, he continued, his tone tinged with helplessness and fear.

"Moreover... Zhang Hengbo is a man who is extremely strict in his military discipline, cruel and ruthless in his management of his subordinates."

Even those who had fought alongside him and sworn brotherhood in earlier years, he turned his back on them without hesitation, discarding them like a used tool.

He spoke of benevolence and righteousness to outsiders, winning their hearts and minds; but towards his own men, he was utterly heartless.

Such a person is shrewd and unpredictable; who wouldn't be afraid of him?

I came here because I had no other choice. I had planned to give them a perfunctory response and then slip away if things went wrong... Unfortunately,

He glanced at his injured calf and said.

"Officer Li's martial arts are divine, and his finger strength is like lightning. I... I couldn't leave."

"You cowardly wretch, how dare you even mention Brother Zhang's name!"

Upon hearing this, Fa Nan flew into a rage. If he hadn't been acupunctured, he would have jumped up. He glared at Xue Han with eyes blazing with fury.

"Brother Zhang is incorruptible and selfless, truly a hero!"

How dare you, a two-faced scoundrel, slander me!

We, the outlaws, value loyalty and responsibility. Your actions have utterly disgraced the outlaw world!

Xue Han couldn't help but get angry and retorted.

"It's difficult to follow the law. If you're willing to die for your Brother Zhang, that's your business."

I, Xue Han, only wish to preserve my life in this chaotic world and enjoy a few days of carefree existence.

Everyone has their own way of living, why force others?

"you!"

Fa Nan was so angry that his beard and hair stood on end, and he struggled to continue cursing.

"Shut up."

Li Fu, annoyed by his noise, frowned slightly, then with a backhand flick, a supple and sinister force curved and struck Fa Nan squarely on the side of his neck.

Fa Nan's angry expression froze on his face, his eyelids rolled back, and he fainted.

Luo Jiugao and the others were all startled. They had witnessed the palm force that could bend again, and this time they had caught a glimpse of it up close.

What kind of martial art is this? It's incredibly profound.

Li Fu withdrew his hand: "One person willing to speak is enough."

The two of them had such conflicting arguments that it was difficult to get any useful information out of the conversation.

Luo Jiugao focused his attention, his gaze sharp as lightning, and shot towards Xue Han, asking the most crucial question.

"Xue Han, since you're willing to speak, speak clearly. If it helps in capturing Zhang Hengbo, you can be credited with a contribution!"

How many people from the northern bandits responded to Zhang Hengbo's call?

How many people have skills like yours and Fa Nan's?

Who are the next troublesome figures?

Madam Zhong, Luo Wei, Su Xiu, and even Ma Shixiong, Yang Jiu, and others who were listening in, all focused their attention on Xue Han upon hearing this, and the atmosphere in the room immediately became solemn.

This matter concerns the safety of the subsequent itinerary, and even the lives of many people, so they cannot afford to take it lightly.

Xue Han was intimidated by the gazes of the crowd, especially Luo Jiugao, whose imposing aura was overwhelming. Li Fu stood there indifferently, yet he exuded an air of authority without anger, giving people immense pressure.

He swallowed hard, sweat beading on his forehead, and after a moment's thought, he spoke.

"Officer Li, and Elder Luo, please be aware that I truly do not know the exact number of people involved."

The northern region is dotted with mountain strongholds, and lone travelers are as numerous as hairs on a cow. Upon receiving the petition, many came to lend their support, either out of genuine admiration or out of necessity.

There are probably dozens, if not a hundred, of people like me... or slightly inferior.

That's a bit of an exaggeration. Seeing Luo Jiugao's eyes harden and Madam Zhong's face turn frosty, he quickly added:

"Of course, those who can truly be called masters and pose a great threat to you are actually limited, and are not everywhere."

Only the three chieftains of the northern lands, and two generals under the Iron Stream King, one a civil official and the other a military commander.

Xue Han's voice was hoarse as he continued, "The bandits in the North are deeply entrenched in power, and the three chieftains are the most feared figures by both the righteous and the wicked."

"The first one is Zheng Shaoqing, the Jade-Faced Incomparable."

When he uttered the name, a complex look appeared in his eyes, seemingly a hint of admiration.

"This man was no more than thirty years old, with a handsome appearance like a scholar. He often dressed as a white-robed scholar, with a feather fan and a turban, and spoke with elegance. Those who did not know his background would find it hard to imagine that he was the leader of the Shura Village."

He was born into a scholarly family in Jiangnan, but for some reason he abandoned his literary pursuits for martial arts and even joined the bandits.

It is said that he is proficient in the long-lost Innate Wuji Sect's unique skills, possesses profound internal strength, moves like smoke when fighting enemies, and his palm and finger movements are unpredictable. He also possesses the seemingly formless and intangible Wuji Qi, which can kill enemies invisibly.

Moreover, he was exceptionally intelligent and meticulous, often killing with a flick of his wrist, making him the most unpredictable of the three chieftains.

"Yin Si Niang, the Soul-Separating Lady," Xue Han continued. "The master of Broken Soul Ridge, with a mysterious background, possesses superb lightness skills that are like a ghost or a phantom. It is said that she is a disciple of the Ghost Palace of the Demonic Sect from years ago."

She was skilled in using a pair of soul-splitting hooks, with a treacherous and vicious technique that could lock weapons and sever tendons, leaving those struck either dead or crippled.

He was also highly skilled in mind-controlling and bewitching techniques and various rare poisons. He could command beasts, and his gaze was captivating. Those with weak wills were easily taken advantage of and died without even knowing how they died.

Xue Han continued, "The third chieftain is Tong Qianjin, the Iron-Armed Bear."

This man was about fifty years old. He was not very tall, but his muscles and bones were strong and muscular, especially his arms, which were dark and shiny, as if they were cast from refined iron.

He mastered external martial arts to an unbelievable level.

He possessed the Hunyuan Iron Arm Skill, which not only granted him the strength of thousands of pounds in his arms, but also allowed him to infuse his arms with internal energy, making them harder than steel. Ordinary swords and knives could not even leave a white mark when they struck them.

He fights with only his iron arms; his fists, palms, elbows, and forearms are all deadly weapons. His moves are simple and unadorned, yet incredibly powerful, making him a formidable opponent in close combat.

Luo Jiugao stroked his beard and pondered: "Jade-faced Asura, Ghost Lady, Iron-walled Bear... I have indeed seen these three names in the case files in the capital. They are all notorious bandits in the local underworld."

Furthermore, you don't need to elaborate on Zhang Hengbo's two generals, one a civil official and the other a military commander.

he said.

"Could it be the Ghost Strategist Xu Daofu and the Mountain-Shaking Spear Chang Linchuan?"

"Exactly."

Li Fu and his men were familiar with both names. Since they were pursuing Tie Liu Wang, they naturally needed to know about his former subordinates and generals.

These two were Zhang Hengbo's most trusted confidants, and it is said that they had been inseparable since their early years.

"In addition... there is..."

Xue Han seemed to remember something, but he wasn't sure. After hesitating for a while, he opened his mouth hesitantly.

"What else?"

Li Fu asked.

"...There's another rumor, but...I'm not sure about it either..."

"explain!"

Luo Wei urged him coldly.

Xue Han hurriedly said, "I...I seem to have heard that among Tie Liu Wang's subordinates this time, I don't know which capable person it is, it seems that...it seems that they have invited a peerless master who has been in seclusion for many years to help them, and they will come together to intercept you and meet up with Tie Liu Wang..."

"Who?"

Madam Zhong pressed for answers, a murderous aura gathering between her brows.

Xue Han himself seemed to lack confidence, and his voice became even lower.

"I heard... I heard it's... Zhu Su, the Fairy of the Immortal Capital, whose swordsmanship was once said to be unparalleled in the world."

"Who?"

For the first time, Luo Jiugao's face showed an extremely obvious look of confusion and astonishment, as if he doubted that he had heard correctly.

The others felt the same way, as if they had heard an impossible, completely unrelated name that had infiltrated this group of bandits and chaotic troops.