Wuxia: Start with max-level Nine Yang Divine Skill

The panicked expression on Duan Gang's face had already transformed into a smug grin of triumph the moment Han Wenyuan shouted and made his move!

But that smile only lasted for a moment before it froze completely on his face!

Because of those two figures that flew backward—

One was Grandpa Mu, who had been ambushed and severely injured, with his chest caved in, blood flowing from his mouth and nose, and he was too weak to get up.

The other one was none other than Han Wenyuan himself, who had launched a sneak attack and struck the two of them!

"How is that possible!"

Li Fu, who should have been struck in the back of the heart, stood rooted to the spot like a still pool and a towering mountain.

His robes fluttered and rustled even without wind, his hair flew wildly, and a powerful, invisible aura was slowly receding.

He slowly turned around, his gaze as cold as lightning, staring directly at Han Wenyuan who had fallen to the ground.

"Officer Han, so you really are a descendant of the Evil Blade?"

Li Fu's voice was calm, yet it sent shivers down their spines.

"impossible!"

Duan Gang screamed in disbelief.

How could his elder brother, who had landed a full-force sneak attack, be sent flying backward? And how could Li Fu be completely unharmed?!

Han Wenyuan clutched his arm and fell to the ground, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. His identity as one of the descendants of the Evil Blade had been exposed, and his face was a mixture of shock and resentment.

"Wow... such profound internal strength... You... you were prepared all along?!"

Where did I slip up?!

He was full of clever schemes and manipulated everyone. His meticulously planned and foolproof killing move was so easily thwarted!

Li Fudao said: "As you said, those who handle cases should suspect anyone."

I even suspected that the old heroes of the Mu family had fallen out and killed their own brothers at the beginning.

Later, you naturally came to be on my list of suspects as well. There were some suspicious points about you, but there was no evidence. You acted very well, so my suspicions weren't deep.

A slight smile played on his lips. "To say I'm wary of you is not really true, because whether I'm wary of you or not doesn't really matter..."

For example, right now, your sneak attack didn't even break through my protective aura; instead, you were injured by the shockwave.

"Good...good, I never imagined that this small Qingping County would harbor someone like you!"

Han Wenyuan clutched his chest, which was throbbing with pain, and staggered to his feet.

The mask of a refined and dignified detective was completely torn off his face, revealing eyes like those of a wounded, hungry wolf—fierce, resentful, and filled with disbelief and fear.

Han Wenyuan!

Duan Gang, you...you are all bastards of the Evil Blade?!

Coughing up blood, Mu Tianying lay on the ground, severely injured. His eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was hoarse with extreme grief and indignation. "Two renowned constables who were famous throughout the province... were actually remnants of evil sects?!"

"Hmph, what's so strange about that?"

Han Wenyuan glanced coldly at Mu Tianying, his expression filled with deep sarcasm.

He pulled the heavy iron ruler from his waist, a symbol of his official status, its cold light reflecting off his distorted face.

"Our father died, and to avoid being hunted down, we hid here and there like stray dogs."

As the saying goes, "The truly wise hide in plain sight." In the bustling city, what place is safer or more discreet than the government offices?

"Take you, for example. Have you ever doubted us?"

The sneak attack on Li Fu just now only used fists and feet, which is not his forte.

With the iron ruler in hand, he was confident that its sharp edge might be able to break through Li Fu's protective aura!

"Therefore," Li Fu said sharply.

"Back then, the two of you fought tooth and nail over the spot to be promoted to the Six Doors headquarters and become Embroidered-Robe Constables, and in the end, you were both dropped by the Six Doors... Was that all just a show for the world?"

"good!"

Duan Gang interrupted, no longer pretending, his face revealing a fierce expression. He moved silently, flanking Han Wenyuan from the left and right, subtly surrounding Li Fu and blocking his retreat.

"Our background is something we can't show in the light of day, and we can't withstand a thorough investigation. If we really go to the Six Doors in the capital, that den of dragons and tigers, and deal with those embroidered-clothes detectives every day, it's hard to guarantee that we won't slip up!"

The only option is to direct and act out a lose-lose situation, cutting off any path to promotion and eliminating any future worries!

Li Fu didn't care about their actions.

"But...but you're so old..."

Mu Tianying struggled, pointing at Han Wenyuan, still somewhat puzzled.

Duan Gang is in his forties, which is understandable since he is of the Xie Dao generation, but Han Wenyuan is already over fifty...

"I was just over twenty when my father died!"

Han Wenyuan's eyes flashed with deep hatred, and he let out a mournful laugh, filled with resentment and desolation.

Is there a big difference between forty and fifty years old?

Ah!

When you bear the burden of a blood feud, enduring torment day and night, repeatedly tormented by hatred and fear... what's so surprising about this body aging into such a ghastly state?!

The laughter stopped abruptly, and his gaze, like a poisoned sword, was fixed on Li Fu.

Just then, a jumble of footsteps sounded outside the hall!

The flames flickered!

The constables inside the mansion, alerted by the noise, rushed in with weapons and torches, quickly surrounding the main hall.

Everyone was terrified and bewildered, unable to understand what was happening.

"What...what happened?"

Why do Li Fu and the two famous constables seem to have drawn their swords against each other? And why is the old hero Mu seriously injured and lying on the ground? Who did this?

"Han Wenyuan and Duan Gang are the murderers who killed my brother."

At this moment, Mu Tianying hurriedly shouted.

Instinctively, everyone panicked and pointed their knives at the two famous constables.

The atmosphere was tense and fraught with danger.

clap clap!

Suddenly, Duan Gang pulled a fuse from his waist and set it off into the sky, whereupon fireworks exploded.

Instantly, dozens of assassins in black scaled the walls of the courtyard and entered the house. They were agile, with cold eyes and a murderous aura, clearly well-trained elites.

"Kill them!"

Duan Gang gave the order in a cold voice.

Dozens of assassins in black made their move, intending to kill everyone they saw alive.

Han Wenyuan looked around, his gaze finally settling on Li Fu, a cruel grin spreading across his face.

"Kill you all,"

Now that today's events are over, let us, these two long-time enemies, write the ending.

No one will suspect that we've colluded; whatever we say is the truth!

At that time, you, Li Fu, will be the descendant of that heartless and wicked swordsman!

"And we two brothers are heroes who risked our lives to eradicate the remnants of evil!!" He emphasized the last few words, filled with boundless killing intent towards Li Fu!

"Despicable scoundrel, utterly shameless!" Upon hearing this, Mu Tianying trembled with rage, spitting out a mouthful of blood, wishing he could devour the man's flesh raw.

"Don't get agitated, Elder Hero Mu. Stabilize your injuries. I'll handle these two thugs."

Li Fuzhen was afraid that Mu Tianying's agitation would aggravate her injuries and cause her to die of anger.

"With you?"

court death!"

Han Wenyuan shouted sharply and jumped up almost simultaneously with Duan Gang.

Han Wenyuan roared, and the iron ruler in his hand transformed into a streak of black light and poisonous lightning. The ruler's shadow filled the sky, aiming straight for Li Fu's throat and several vital points in his heart. The sharp whistling of the ruler was ear-piercing.

At the same instant, Duan Gang's palms were as hard as iron, the wind from his palms was fierce and powerful, and he faintly brought with him the sound of thunder and lightning, blocking Li Fu's escape routes to the left and right!

The two, one forceful and the other swift, worked together seamlessly, their deadly moves instantly engulfing Li Fu!

The candlelight inside the hall was forced to flicker violently by the strong wind, casting shifting shadows that illuminated two ferocious faces, a tall figure, and the desperate yet hopeful gaze of the heavily injured old man on the ground.

A life-or-death struggle is about to erupt.