Seeing the long sword coming at him, Qian Decai was afraid.
"I am the leader of the Black Tiger Hall of the Shahe Gang!"
He shouted as he backed away, "You can't kill..."
Click!
As the long sword slashed down, Qian Decai's voice abruptly ceased.
As the Blood Drinking technique was activated, streams of heat converged towards the dantian.
Li Fan, carrying the knife, continued forward.
Dead...dead!
Lin Kaitai panicked.
Even the group of martial artists behind him were stunned.
Nobody expected it.
Qian Decai, who had reached the seventh rank of perfection, was killed so quickly.
"Young Master Li... Young Master Li!"
"Please, have mercy on me!"
"None of this has anything to do with me."
"Qian Decai threatened me to do it!"
Lin Kaitai knelt down with a thud.
He lowered his head and kept begging for mercy.
They didn't even dare to look Li Fan in the eye.
Pfft!
The long sword slashed down, a head fell to the ground, and blood splattered everywhere.
"Run!"
Inside the room, the martial artists who had been stunned scattered and fled.
Li Fan swiftly raised his knife and struck, killing one enemy after another.
Until the last warrior is killed.
......
Up in the attic, Liu Nanjun's face was deathly pale, and his teeth were chattering.
More than 300 martial artists, including Qian Decai, a master of the Innate Realm, were all killed by Li Fan.
He was terrified.
Li Fan's ruthlessness was beyond his expectations.
From entering the Lin residence to killing the man, it only took the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.
The thought of his provocation just over ten days ago filled Liu Nanjun with lingering fear.
Li Fan killing himself was like an ant.
As for the dissatisfaction in my heart, it has long since vanished.
This kind of person is someone I can't afford to offend.
"Nan Jun, go to the county government office and have Wei Wenyuan clean up this mess!"
"Yes, sir!"
When Liu Nanjun came downstairs, Yan Mingshu gripped the windowsill with both hands.
This time, the establishment of the Martial Arts Alliance is unstoppable!
Li Fan's strength was beyond his expectations.
Senior, I've found someone for you.
I hope what you give me won't be something I'm ashamed to show off!
In an attempt to win over Li Fan, Yan Mingshu bypassed the Commander of Tianguang County of Zhenwu Commandery and went directly to Nangong Zhenxiang, the Governor of Nanzhou of Zhenwu Commandery.
In terms of relationships, he was considered a direct descendant of Nangong Zhenxiang.
Because Nangong Zhenxiang also came from the Jixia Academy.
......
Nanzhou City, Nantian City.
In the Zhenwu Division, a cold-faced man carrying a carrier pigeon entered the depths of the mansion.
"Lord Nangong, a letter from Yan Mingshu of Guangnan County!"
"Bring it in!"
The man pushed open the door, put the carrier pigeon down, and stepped back.
Inside the room sat a middle-aged man in a blue robe.
The man had slightly graying temples and a furrowed brow.
From the five prefectures and forty-two counties of Nanzhou, not a single Zhenwu Division sent good news.
My junior is probably asking for help just like those other people.
Nangong Zhenxiang opened the carrier pigeon, and after just one glance, he was stunned.
"How are you doing, senior?"
"The Martial Arts Alliance will soon be established in Guangnan County..."
"Li Fan, the One-Sword Swordsman, suddenly appeared out of nowhere a month ago..."
"First, eliminate the Qingfeng bandits, then slay the three leaders of the Black Wind Stronghold..."
"Of excellent character, exceptionally capable, courageous and resourceful, with a clean background..."
"He is truly the only candidate to become the leader of the Guangnan County Martial Arts Alliance."
"After repeated entreaties from my brother, I finally persuaded him, using the greater good as an excuse, to accept the position of leader of the Guangnan County Martial Arts Alliance..."
"Given the scarcity of talent, coupled with the potential for courting and coercion from various factions..."
"I humbly request my senior brother to bestow upon Li Fan a divine sword, a complete manual of the sect's external martial arts techniques, a complete manual of the sect's fist techniques, a complete manual of the sect's lightness skill, and as many blood-replenishing pills as possible..."
Upon reaching the end, Nangong Zhenxiang couldn't help but gasp in shock.
That kid Yan Mingshu really dares to speak up.
The Divine Blade is a weapon of divine power; any one of these can cause bloodshed.
As for the cultivation techniques, their demands were even more outrageous.
The martial arts of the Great Zhou Dynasty are divided into third-rate, second-rate, first-rate, and sect-specific.
While the strengths and weaknesses of a sect's signature martial arts may vary, its advantages over other martial arts are enough to overwhelm them.
The Vajra Sect's "Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill" is the sect's signature martial art.
This kid wants three books at once, who does he think I am?
Even if I were the head of the Zhenwu Division, I couldn't possibly provide all of these things!
"Qin Yong, let Tian Bo come!"
......
"Lord Nangong, you wanted to see me?"
"List out the treasured swords, top-tier external martial arts techniques, and first-rate lightness skills in the armory for me!"
"Yes, sir!"
......
After Tian Bo left, Nangong Zhenxiang took out paper and pen.
He gripped the pen, his inner energy surging.
An invisible aura enveloped the area.
The brush moves with the grace of a dragon, each stroke imbued with the essence of martial arts.
When the writing was finished, the white paper moved on its own without any wind, and the characters seemed to leap out.
Nangong Zhenxiang took out a jade box and put the white paper inside.
"To be opened by Li Fan personally!"
On the jade box are four simple words.
This "Mountain Shaking Fist" is the family's most treasured martial art passed down through generations.
To truly master the art, techniques alone are insufficient; one must be guided by the essence of martial arts.
......
"Qin Yong, set off immediately and deliver these things to Yan Mingshu!"
"Tell him that I want to hear the news of the establishment of the Guangnan County Martial Arts Alliance within ten days!"
"Yes, sir!"
After the aloof man left, Nangong Zhenxiang went to the window, his mind still unsettled.
Yan Mingshu, you absolutely must succeed!
......
Guangnan County, County Government Office.
Wei Wenyuan was examining a jade pot.
This jade pot is truly magical.
When facing the sun, it becomes transparent.
When placed in bed, it shines brightly.
The Lin family truly lives up to their reputation as a powerful force in Guangnan; it seems we can cooperate more in the future.
"Lord Wei, Liu Nanjun, Lord Yan's personal bodyguard, requests an audience!"
"Let him in!"
......
"Lord Wei, all the Lin family warriors have been killed by Li Fan."
"Lord Yan asked me to inform you to handle this."
After Liu Nanjun finished speaking, he left, leaving Wei Wenyuan dumbfounded.
Bang!
He didn't come to his senses until the jade pot shattered on the ground.
All the Lin family warriors have been killed!
His eyes held a turbulent, turbulent energy.
It’s over!
What should we do?
This Li Fan is so fierce and arrogant.
If he knew I had accepted bribes from the Lin family to prevent them from enforcing the law, he would definitely kill me.
run!
No, calm down, calm down!
Wei Wenyuan forced himself to calm down.
"Lin Tao, go to the constable's office immediately."
"Have Li Feiyu lead a team to thoroughly investigate the Lin family."
"Today I will eliminate this tyrant of Guangnan and restore justice to Guangnan County."
"Also, you should come along. If you see Li Fan, tell him."
“The Lin family has committed numerous evils and deserves their punishment. Tell him not to worry about being held accountable.”
"Furthermore, twenty percent of the wealth the Lin family has amassed over the years will go to him!"
"Yes, sir!"
......
After Lin Tao left, Wei Wenyuan slumped into a chair.
If he could make the decision, he would give all of the Lin family's assets to Li Fan.
But when it comes to confiscating property, both the imperial court and the officials above have their own rules.
Twenty percent went to the imperial treasury, thirty percent to the national treasury, thirty percent to be given as tribute to superiors, and twenty percent was kept for personal use.
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