"What did you say!"
Du Changsheng's pupils shrank drastically, his face filled with disbelief.
Lin Jianfeng, known for his deadly swordplay, leads a special investigation team of four to investigate a cold case from two years ago.
But a few days ago, he died in a village.
According to the village boatman, he was killed by a young man in his early twenties.
This news was like a powerful earthquake within their special investigation team, shaking everyone to their core.
Lin Jianfeng's strength ranks among the top three of the six deputy group leaders.
Looking at all the registered martial artists in Jiangnan City, none could rival him.
They had been wondering who possessed the ability to kill Lin Jianfeng in one blow.
Unexpectedly, we met here.
Du Changsheng's heart sank immediately, and his grip on the knife tightened involuntarily.
The previous disdain has vanished completely.
Instead, there is a deep sense of vigilance and tension!
His strength is roughly equal to Lin Jianfeng's, and he may even be slightly weaker.
If Ye Tian is indeed the murderer who killed Lin Jianfeng, then he might not be able to take down Ye Tian today.
Even their lives are in danger!
"Young man, you can't just say things like that."
"Especially this heinous crime of genocide!"
Du Changsheng stared at Ye Tian and said coldly.
Ye Tian is so young, yet he has the strength to kill Lin Jianfeng?
He found it hard to believe.
Ye Tian put his hands behind his back, smiled dismissively, and said arrogantly.
"A crime of exterminating an entire clan?"
"My people are a thousand times more precious than this planet!"
"You dare to lay a finger on my family? I'll wipe out your special investigation team!"
"Arrogant!" Du Changsheng shouted, his face as black as iron.
Ye Tian's words were incredibly arrogant.
Does a Yellow-Rank martial artist really think he's invincible?
Let's not even talk about the Xuan-rank martial artists at the provincial level.
Even if it were Tu Sandao, the head of the special investigation team in Jiangnan City, known as the Blood Butcher, killing an ordinary Yellow-rank martial artist like you would be as easy as killing a chicken or a dog.
Thinking of this, a sense of pride rose in Du Changsheng's heart.
He was the deputy head of the special investigation team, second only to Tu Sandao in status and position.
How can we be afraid of a martial artist just because of Lin Jianfeng's death?
He pointed his curved sword at Ye Tian and said coldly.
"You still have the chance to kill yourself!"
"Once you make a move, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
“I will sever your limbs and take you back to the Special Investigations Unit.”
"Before the spirit of Team Leader Lin Jianfeng, I will tear you to pieces to appease his heroic soul!"
Ye Tian looked at him coldly and said mockingly.
"No matter how many harsh words you say, they can't hide the fact that you are an ant."
"Lin Jianfeng died from a fatal sword wound to the throat."
How do you want to die?
"I can grant your wish!"
"How dare you!" The team member guarding the old house couldn't stand it any longer.
He pointed at Ye Tian and shouted angrily.
"Our team leader, Du, is known as the Blood Moon Scimitar. When he draws his scimitar, heads fall."
"The martial artists of Jiangnan City are all terrified at the mere mention of Team Leader Du's name."
"Who gave you the audacity to be so arrogant in front of Team Leader Du?"
After listening, Ye Tian nodded in understanding.
"Oh, the scimitar strikes, and heads fall."
"Thanks for reminding me, I know how to kill him now."
The team member's expression changed, and he quickly tried to identify the source.
"Who reminded you!"
"I'm making our Team Leader Du famous!"
"Shut up!" Du Changsheng glared at him fiercely from the side.
Ye Tian is a ruthless man who could even kill Lin Jianfeng.
Why would I be intimidated by a mere title?
The only thing that can truly subdue such a powerful person is strength that surpasses his own!
What follows is likely to be a fierce battle.
Du Changsheng narrowed his eyes and looked coldly at Ye Tian, holding his curved sword horizontally in front of his chest.
"Give me your name."
"My blade will not slay the nameless!"
Ye Tian put his hands behind his back, raised his head and puffed out his chest, and said proudly.
"After you go down there, if the King of Hell asks, 'Who was the murderer?'"
"Tell him!"
"The killer is Ye Tian!"
"You're asking for death!" Du Changsheng was enraged by Ye Tian's continued disrespect.
With a loud roar, he instantly rushed to Ye Tian's side.
The curved blade in his hand moved with lightning speed!
A cold glint flashed, its light dazzling, like a sudden flash in a clear sky.
Instantly, blood splattered everywhere!
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