I am a coroner, and I have some knowledge of martial arts!

After Zhao Fei and Wang Xu, both martial artists at the peak of the ninth rank, displayed their respective cultivation levels, the short, stout man fell silent.

A severely injured mid-stage eighth-rank martial artist, plus two ninth-rank perfect-stage martial artists, joined forces to besiege a wounded ninth-rank perfect-stage immortal cultivator...

Am I, Shan Feng, going to die here today?

No!

Absolutely not!

Hey.

A pair of golden scissors floated to the left and right of the single peak.

Upon closer inspection, there were actually nine of them!

In particular, the golden scissors that sealed the two evil pythons shone brightly, as if they were about to engage in a final battle!

"Nine golden scissors?"

Su Wuchen looked astonished. "Wasn't it said that immortal cultivators below the eighth rank could only control a maximum of three weapons?"

"It's not that you can control a maximum of three weapons, but rather that others are unwilling to waste their energy on that!"

Wang Piaopiao glanced at him, then glared fiercely at Shan Feng and said, "This bastard is very strong! And he's been deliberately honing his foundation, which is why he's reached this level!"

"If it were anyone else, they would probably have already reached the eighth rank, or even the seventh rank!"

Most ordinary immortal cultivators wield one weapon, while powerful immortal cultivators wield two weapons, one visible and one hidden, making them difficult to defend against. Even the most powerful immortal cultivators wield no more than three weapons.

Because too much weapon control not only requires extremely high personal Qi manipulation, but also greatly slows down the cultivation progress and depletes personal essence, energy and spirit!

A cultivator like Shan Feng, who can wield nine weapons at the ninth rank, is one in ten thousand!

"Goodness..."

Su Wuchen smacked his lips: "If this guy isn't a heretical cultivator, doesn't that mean that given some time, he'll definitely become a formidable figure renowned throughout the land?"

Wang Piaopiao nodded, but the next second her eyes filled with hatred: "But he doesn't have a chance anymore!"

Although Danfeng had a solid foundation and a variety of tricks up his sleeve, even a tiger can't withstand a pack of wolves, especially since Danfeng wasn't even a real tiger.

Under the combined attack of Li Zhuang and the other two, Shan Feng gradually lost his strength.

Originally able to control nine golden scissors, he can now only barely control three!

As Shan Feng's strength rapidly depleted, Li Zhuang was also in dire straits. Although he couldn't be sure what kind of poison Shan Feng had used on him, he could clearly feel his movements gradually slowing down. If the fight continued, he would surely die here first!

Bang!

Danfeng seized the opportunity and kicked him away.

Li Zhuang spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turning deathly pale. He then hurriedly took out a few pills and threw them into his mouth.

Without Li Zhuang's interference, Shan Feng felt relieved, but Wang Xu seized the opportunity and punched him in the back.

"A crude brute!"

Dan Feng cursed angrily, and as he waved his hand, the golden scissors that had sealed the two evil pythons stabbed directly at his dantian.

Li Zhuang's expression changed drastically, and he shouted, "Stop him!"

puff.

The golden scissors were inserted into Danfeng's dantian, and two ferocious pythons hissed as they emerged and entered Danfeng's body.

"Too late!"

Danfeng's pupils changed slightly, becoming indistinguishable from snake eyes, and his aura surged.

"Goodness, if you can't beat them, you can't beat them. Why are you hurting yourself?"

"Fool, he's not harming himself, he's unleashing his full potential in a desperate fight!"

Li Zhuang couldn't help but curse angrily. Just as he was about to get up, he felt weak and powerless all over, and collapsed to the ground.

Unleash potential?

Everyone looked astonished.

This is almost destroying your dantian, how can it still unleash your potential?

Su Wuchen suddenly remembered the methods used by the leader of the Zhenhe Gang during their previous battle.

"Zhao Fei!"

"Dive into his mid lane!"

Upon hearing Su Wuchen's voice, Zhao Fei hesitated for a moment, then immediately climbed up to him.

Dan Feng's expression darkened, and he hurriedly controlled the golden scissors to block, but Wang Xu suddenly appeared from the side, slapped down Dan Feng's right arm that was blocking, and punched him in the chest.

Danfeng staggered, his eyes flickering between snake eyes and human eyes. The golden scissors inserted into his dantian were forced out an inch, accompanied by the painful roar of the evil python.

"Attack Fengshi, Weizhong, and then move up to Shimen!"

Wang Xu made another move, but it was blocked by Shan Feng. However, Zhao Fei's fist arrived with a powerful force!

Bang bang bang!

After three consecutive punches landed, Shan Feng, who had been bursting with momentum and determined to fight to the death, seemed to have had his spine removed, and knelt helplessly on the ground.

The golden scissors were forced out of its body, the snake's eyes disappeared, and blood spilled from the corner of its mouth. It no longer had the strength to fight.

Zhao Fei and his companion both breathed a sigh of relief; they had finally defeated this guy!

Dan Feng stared unfocusedly at Su Wuchen, his trump card completely seen through by an ordinary person with no cultivation!

"Who are you?"

"Wuzaku."

"Haaaaa, impossible! How could a coroner like you see through my tricks?!"

This wasn't just Shan Feng's question; Li Zhuang and the others were also filled with curiosity.

Su Wuchen anticipated the enemy's moves, so Shan Feng's trump cards were never used before Zhao Fei and his companion took them down.

"I prefer playing video games."

"Hehehe... A coroner who likes playing video games?"

Danfeng muttered to himself, then suddenly roared, "I'm not reconciled!"

puff.

Danfeng collapsed to the ground, lifeless.

"This guy..."

Zhao Fei muttered, "He scared me before he died."

Wang Xu: "Exactly."

Li Zhuang turned his head to look at Su Wuchen. It was truly puzzling that a coroner who liked playing games could predict the hidden cards of the obsessed cultivator in advance.

Are these moves also in the game?

"Yes, I have."

Su Wuchen said with a serious expression, "The immortal cultivation games and martial arts games that are commonly seen on the market now have a lot of fighting scenes and are very fun. Would you like to try them?"

Li Zhuang: "...Thanks for the invitation."

Zhao Fei scratched his head, looking at Su Wuchen with a surprised expression. He clearly remembered that when Su Wuchen was talking to him about games before, he had highly recommended those busty, fair-skinned girls...

Do those anime-style girls have these skills?

Ding Deng Deng.

A series of hurried footsteps approached from afar, and a gust of wind suddenly rushed into Yihetang. The next second, a figure appeared in front of everyone.

"What about fanatical practice?"

"Boss?"

"Officer Wang?"

All eyes turned to the newcomer, who was none other than Constable Wang Chen.

Wang Chen nodded, looked around, and finally his gaze fell on Shan Feng on the ground.

"Boss, if you'd been any later, we would have been done for!"

"You promised to call you so you'd dare come to help! Why are you only arriving now?"

"..."

Faced with Zhao Fei and the other man's complaints, Wang Chen felt a little embarrassed. "I'm sorry, there was a traffic jam on the way, otherwise I wouldn't have come all this way."

Everyone fell silent.

"Is this the man who's obsessed with cultivation?"

"It's him."

Li Zhuang slowly rose to his feet. "This person is exceptionally talented, but unfortunately, he has taken the wrong path. Otherwise, he would surely become a renowned immortal cultivator in the future."

Zhao Fei and the other man remained silent.

Despite already being injured, Shan Feng still managed to kill four ninth-rank martial artists and almost killed Li Zhuang!

Such a ninth-grade Great Perfection Immortal Cultivator is simply terrifying!

Wang Chen nodded, his gaze sweeping over everyone. Seeing that Wang Piaopiao had only suffered minor injuries, he felt relieved. "Li Zhuang, how are your injuries?"

Li Zhuang: "The toxins have been suppressed, and the superficial wounds on the body will heal in a few days."

"Miss, are you alright?"

"fine."

Wang Piaopiao shook her head and gritted her teeth, saying, "It's a pity he died so easily!"

"It's good that everyone is alright..."

Wang Chen smiled and was about to escort everyone away when he saw Zhou Qi, who had been unconscious, get up from the ground, looking completely bewildered.

What happened to me just now?

Everyone just watched him silently, except for Wang Piaopiao, who grinned and then kicked him, yelling, "Fuck your mother!"