I was told I'd be a late bloomer, but I was born with the potential to achieve great things!

"Thirteen Deadly Swords, a Storm of Swords!"

Under the cover of night, Wang Xuan of the Seven Mysteries Sect and the two martial arts school masters looked at each other, their eyes filled with shock.

Blood Fiend Sword Sealing Uneven was instantly killed in one move.

With just one move, the man who had escaped the three men's attack and mastered the secret blood technique died.

That's a martial arts master at the Internal Organs Realm, not some roadside weed.

He was killed without warning.

Even though Feng Buping was not at his peak while fleeing, the overwhelming barrage of blood-red swords he had just unleashed was no mere decoration.

That was undoubtedly a full-force attack.

At the very least, they had to retreat after this move.

If we don't retreat, we will die.

"That move just now... if I'm not mistaken, it should be the Earth-rank sword technique of the Limitless Martial Arts School, the Thirteen Deadly Swords."

After a while, a martial arts school owner, watching Zhou An's figure disappear into the night, asked again with some uncertainty.

"But why is the Thirteen Deadly Swords that person used different from what I know?"

"Because that person's Thirteen Deadly Swords had transcended the 'Sword Qi Realm,' he had formed a sword aura, and when he unleashed a sword strike, it was like a sudden storm, leaving no way for anyone to escape."

Wang Xuan remained silent for a moment, then gave his answer, his feelings incredibly complex.

Sword stance.

This was the level of swordsmanship he had always dreamed of, but today he saw it in a stranger. Fortunately, that person had no interest in them.

Otherwise, they might all end up like that unjust person, dying without a complete corpse.

"When did Ningshan City acquire such a top-tier expert?"

Wang Xuan looked at the two museum owners with a questioning look in his eyes and a deep sense of apprehension in his words.

"The Ultimate Martial Arts School is really well hidden."

"They might not be from the Extreme Martial Arts Academy."

A martial arts school owner shook his head, his brows furrowed. After glancing in the direction Zhou An had retreated, he said in a deep voice.

"If this person was truly someone arranged by the government or the Extreme Martial Arts Academy, he should have gone to claim credit and rewards like us, instead of retreating quickly after killing Xue Sha Jian Feng Buping."

"Master Fang's meaning..."

"He might be someone from the prefectural city who knows secrets we don't know. I even suspect his name is fake."

Master Fang shook his head.

They're all seasoned veterans; killing someone, giving a false name, and running away is basic procedure for them.

If one wanted to gain fame, it would be impossible to retire so cleanly and decisively.

"What will you say when you get back?"

"No need to delve into it."

Seeing that the two owners did not understand his meaning, Wang Xuan had no choice but to speak frankly and directly.

"The Blood Fiend Sword Feng Buping is dead. He died at the hands of someone who mastered the Thirteen Deadly Swords technique. His name is Li Feiyu, and he was placed here by the government."

After Wang Xuan finished speaking, he pointed to the remains of Feng Buping in the distance.

"With this corpse and the storm of swords here, our words are not lies."

Otherwise, if Feng Buping dies at the hands of an unknown person, we will not only have no merit, but will also be looked down upon by the county magistrate afterwards.

Upon hearing this, the two martial arts school owners exchanged a glance, their eyes flashing with a sharp light.

"Brother Wang is right. The three of us joined forces to drive that injustice to his death, and then the officials from the yamen killed him."

Master Fang nodded and emphasized the contributions of the three.

"Playing dumb, huh? I understand."

Seeing the two looking at him, the remaining person smiled and nodded, agreeing with this statement.

As soon as they finished speaking, the three exchanged a glance, smiled knowingly, and began to turn back.

Soon, the three of them joined He Qianshan and the others.

Wang Hu and Zou Quan, who had escaped first, were seen lying like dead dogs, their limbs broken, and were being guarded.

Most importantly, a middle-aged man in a blue robe was added to the crowd.

"He is a highly skilled bodyguard of the county magistrate."

Upon seeing the person's face clearly, Wang Xuan and the two masters, Fang and Cheng, exchanged a glance and both felt relieved.

As expected, the government also sent experts to secretly oversee the situation.

"Feng Buping escaped?"

"I hereby report to Magistrate Tong that Feng Buping is dead."

Wang Xuan first glanced at the middle-aged man in the blue robe before speaking.

"My brothers Fang, Cheng, and I cornered that ungrateful man, and then a master named Li Feiyu killed him."

"Li Feiyu?"

Upon hearing this, Wen Tailai, the master of Benlei Martial Arts School, subconsciously looked at the man in blue standing behind the county magistrate.

"Indeed, this man was ordered by the government to guard the rear, and he killed Feng Buping with a single move of the 'Surging Wind and Rain' from the Thirteen Deadly Swords."

Wang Xuan nodded, his gaze sweeping over the man in blue before he looked at He Qianshan, the master of the Limitless Martial Arts Academy, and then emphasized in a deep voice.

"That sword strike was the force of the sword."

"Sword stance?"

Upon hearing this, everyone present was taken aback. County Magistrate Tong couldn't help but look at the man in blue, who shook his head almost imperceptibly.

This indicates that the county magistrate only sent himself, and no one else.

"Could they be from the prefectural city?"

County Magistrate Tong frowned slightly, somewhat uncertain, and then looked at Wang Xuandao.

Where is Feng Buping's body?

No one asked where Li Feiyu had gone, because he wasn't sent by the county magistrate, and the fact that he could kill Feng Buping with a single sword strike was beyond the control of Wang Xuan and the other two.

"Please follow me, everyone."

Wang Xuan felt relieved. After Magistrate Tong had arranged things here, he immediately led everyone to Feng Buping's mutilated corpse.

"It is indeed a sword mark left by the Thirteen Deadly Swords, but my Extreme Martial Arts Academy does not have such a master."

He Qianshan shook his head and gave his answer.

Taking credit without understanding the situation can only get you into trouble.

At the same time, he was also wondering if the other party was likely not from the government.

Otherwise, we should do as that man in blue did and capture the Shadowless Thief Zou Quan alive.

"The matter is settled tonight. The magistrate will not forget your contributions. Once the situation at the dock is resolved, you can return to the city with peace of mind."

After scanning the crowd with his gaze, Magistrate Tong spoke in a deep voice.

"Thank you, Magistrate Tong."

Upon hearing this, Wang Xuan and the other owners bowed in thanks and then tacitly moved away from Feng Buping's mutilated corpse.

Everyone present was shrewd; even if one or two people were slow to react, they wouldn't choose to delve into the matter at this moment, thanks to reminders from their old friends.

"Brother Wang, please hurry back to Ningshan City and inform the magistrate about the matter of 'Li Feiyu'."

After the group of museum owners had gone far away, Magistrate Tong said solemnly.

"Remember, you must confirm this immediately. I suspect that 'Li Feiyu' might be someone sent by the An family to silence him."

"clear."

The man in blue nodded, accepted the city gate warrant given to him by Magistrate Tong, and then quickly turned and ran away.

He was very fast, disappearing into the thick darkness in just a few flashes.

Wang Xuan of the Seven Mysteries Sect and the other sect leaders pretended not to see it, and only after Magistrate Tong arrived did they head towards the dock together.

at the same time.

Zhou An, who was deep in the mountains, pulled a brown leather scroll from the hilt of Feng Buping's sword.

"There really is something there."

A glint flashed in Zhou An's eyes as he slowly unfurled the scroll, which appeared to be made of some kind of animal hide.

In an instant, three small, elegant characters came into view.

Blood Sword Technique!

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