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Wei He stood in the alley, motionless, looking at the body in black on the ground.

The opponent is not strong, so he only has first blood, but even those who have never practiced martial arts cannot resist the first blood.

Most people can reach this level by finding a martial arts that is suitable for them, studying hard for several years or more, and having sufficient resources.

Unless they have pig-like rubbish qualifications, most people can achieve first blood.

This is Taizhou, a place where martial arts are popular and there are more resources. If it were in Feiye City, there really wouldn’t be so much first blood.

Wei He sighed in his heart, raised his hand suddenly, the Rain-covering Seal rose up with great force, and moved his finger forward a little.

In the darkness, a bit of cold light happened to be pointed by his finger and fell to the ground.

There was a crisp sound, and the thing seemed to be made of metal.

Wei He looked towards the direction in which the hidden weapon was flying, and only had time to see a dark shadow fleeing quickly.

He didn't chase. At this time, waiting for support was the best response.

After waiting in the alley for a short while, Yang Xue didn't wait, but two strong men rushed into the alley.

As soon as the two men saw the body of the man in black on the ground, they rushed forward and punched Wei He left and right.

The fist wind brought about two whistling sounds. Just by listening to the sound of breaking through the air, you can tell how strong the force is.

He also seemed to be wearing metal gloves.

Wei He's heart was calm, and he pointed two fingers forward with lightning.

The Rain-covering Seal was trained on his fingers. At this time, his fingers were strengthened by three kinds of three-blood martial arts, and they were already indestructible.

Even if the other two three-blood martial arts are not used, the intensity of the rain-covering and cloud-gathering skill will be raised to an extremely high level.

The two men felt something was wrong, so they stopped fighting and raised their hands regardless of the backlash of their energy and blood. :(/

With two puffs, large pieces of lime flew away, and Wei He's eyesight went dark.

But he stood still and scratched the body of the man in black with his toes, then immediately pulled it under his feet and stepped on it.

Soon, he felt someone pulling hard on the body under his feet.

Lime was flying, and the other party pulled hard, but it didn't work.

"Pull it quickly!" one person said in anger.

"I couldn't pull it anymore!" another person replied.

"Harder!"

"No, I got caught on something."

Puff, there were two more sounds of lime flying. The lime that had just finished falling became thicker again.

Wei He stood still and stepped on the corpse, speechless in his heart.

The corpses under his feet began to be pulled again. His heart moved slightly. He had roughly determined the exact location and was about to kill these two people.

But immediately he stopped and stood still.

The other party ran away.

"Interesting." Wei He patted the lime on his hair and turned around.

At this time, at the other end of the alley, several police officers arrived belatedly.

A tall man with thick lower legs and a somewhat thin upper body strode closer.

"Wei Captou." He cupped his fists.

"Captain Wang. This is the first scene of the crime. There are also murderers wearing night clothes. I shot one person to death and the other two escaped. The traces on the scene are untouched." Wei He returned the salute with his fists clasped, and said quickly.

"Okay, leave it to me now, thank you for your hard work." Wang Captou is the real official in charge of the town's yamen.

Unlike the temporary hires like Wei He, this one is a real official.

Wei He nodded and without further ado took a few steps back to give space to the other party.

It was only when he got out of the way.

A gray shadow suddenly rushed in from behind the police officers.

The gray speed block flashed past the three police officers silently and lightly, and rushed straight towards Mr. Wang's head.

"Bold!" Wang Captou snorted coldly, flew up with his right leg, and kicked hard towards the opponent with full strength.

Bang!!

There was an explosion.

Wang Captou let out a muffled groan, and was actually hit by the gray shadow and flew backwards. He hit the wall of the alley, and a mouthful of blood spurted out on the spot.

He was a majestic three-blood master, but he was seriously injured after just one encounter.

The gray shadow quickly pounced on Wei He, who was at the end.

Wei He also felt clear-headed, knowing that the opponent must be related to the man in black just now, and his strength was definitely far better than the average three-blooded one, so he was most likely to be strong.

After all, between the three blood levels, even if this person reaches the peak, he will not be able to seriously injure Wang Shutou with one move.

He did not dare to neglect at the moment, so he activated the Feilong Kung Fu, and activated the Huishan Fist and the Rain-covering Seal, the two major and three bloods at the same time.

Punch forward and punch out.

The combination of two three-blood weapons, and the explosion of Feilong Kung, made him rush forward like a cannonball to meet him.

Bang!

The two of them exchanged blows for more than a dozen times in the blink of an eye.

The gray shadow let out a soft cry, grabbed the body on the ground, jumped down, and disappeared at the exit of the alley.

Wei He was left standing alone, his face flushed, and he slowly adjusted his breathing.

It is definitely full of energy, and every move can be carried with energy. Unlike our third blood, it must be instigated by blood to activate the energy.

Moreover, the opponent's strength can lock whatever he wants, and it is endless, all over the body. Generally, a person with three bloods like me can only activate the strength at a fixed position on the body.

Wei He felt a numbness and soreness where his fists met, but he was not injured yet.

He probably had an estimate of his own strength in his mind.

This was his first real fight with a powerful martial artist. This kind of master is truly invincible.

Anyone who can't withstand their strength will be knocked down casually with just one blow.

But as long as you can withstand their strength, you can resist one or two in a short time.

But as time went by, I couldn’t bear it anymore.

If I add the power of Wuling Palm, I don't know if I can defeat this person. Wei He guessed in his mind.

But he couldn't think too much about it at this time.

Captain Wang's head was injured, and the lives of the three agents on the ground were uncertain. This time things got serious.

Wang Baotou, whose full name is Wang Chong, stood up from the wall at this time, gritted his teeth and looked around. A mouthful of blood flowed out of his mouth without holding back, and he suppressed it back again.

"It's Xiao Heng, a human-faced tiger! This guy actually dares to commit crimes!" He looked ugly.

"Human-faced tiger Xiao Heng?" Wei He has heard of this name.

This person is a martial arts master, who was originally the owner of a small martial arts gym. For unknown reasons, he offended the You family, one of the three major families in Xuanjing City.

As a result, the martial arts school was destroyed. From then on, this person's whereabouts became a mystery, hunting down fellow disciples everywhere, and he was also vaguely connected to a mysterious organization.

"Xiao Heng has practiced the Five Labors and Three Injury Techniques inherited from his family to the extreme. His strength is so strong that he has no shields on his body and his strength is perfect. Cough cough." Wang Biao cut off his head and coughed on the ground.

A mouthful of bloody phlegm came out.

"This matter involves Jinjin Martial Master, which is beyond our ability to handle." He said quickly.

"Besides, I didn't expect that you, Wei Captou, are so powerful that even a highly accomplished martial artist can't defeat you." Wang Chong and Wang Captou were a little surprised.

"I'm also injured, internal injuries, not obvious." Wei He was silent for a moment and said in a deep voice.

He felt carefully at this time, and immediately found that there were faint capillary ruptures in his fists and forearms, and he was indeed injured.

"Wang Chong is speechless. How do you look like you are injured? Can you show some face?"

"I'm still too weak, and I'm seriously injured. I have to ask Captain Wei to stay here for a while. Before I came, I not only informed the Yamen, but also informed the You family. I think someone will come soon." Wang Chong packed up.

Feeling unbalanced, he continued.

"No problem." Wei He nodded.

Only then did the two of them have time to check on the three detectives on the ground. In fact, they had just discovered that the three men had already lost their breath.

The three people who were still alive and moving just now fell to the ground like some cheap and worthless consumables, dying meaninglessly.

Wei He felt a little emotional, but looked at Wang Chong.

The other party's expression remained unchanged, as if he was used to this kind of thing.

"This is the fate of ordinary police officers. In our line of work, why do we get such good benefits these days? Aren't we just risking our lives?" Wang Chong said indifferently.

He leaned his back against the wall, stood up, and coughed again.

"So many sect disciples like you will leave on their own not long after they come here. People like you come from rich families, unlike us. They all have money."

"" Wei He wanted to say that he was actually very poor too.

But Wang Chong didn't seem to notice his expression.

"You are young, protected by the sect, have a future, and have potential. We are different. You can only fight for your life on your own."

Wei He was speechless.

He had heard about the king's arrest. The opponent had already passed thirty-five this year. If he didn't fight hard, he would really have no chance to break through.

How much money can you make by relying on other ways of living, such as opening a martial arts gym, teaching disciples, doing some guard work, etc.?

It is simply not enough for a third-blood warrior to break through.

Therefore, this official position is really life-threatening.

"You're only thirty-five, right?" Wei He whispered. For third-level blood, forty is a hurdle. There is no hope after that.

"Haha, you want to say that you want to join the sect? I have practiced the blood leg inherited from my family for fifteen years. It is already difficult to break through, but if I try to change it, it will become useless." Wang Chong waved his hands, not wanting to say more.

Wei He was also silent, understanding that not everyone could be like him, who could practice hard and without hesitation.

The two waited in the alley for a while, and finally someone came again.

This time, people came not from the government, but from the You family, one of the three families in Xuanjing City.

In front of and behind the alley, a large number of people quickly crowded in. They were all tough men wearing the clothes of a nobleman.

Each of these men was holding a short sword and wearing leather armor. They were full of blood and vitality. At a glance, it was clear that they were no worse than the soldiers of Hongjiabao in Feiye City that Wei He had seen.

The leader was wearing a light green robe and had gray hair. He was in his fifties and looked like an ordinary old teacher.

But Wei He took one look and was swept by the other person's gaze for a moment, and suddenly felt a chill all over his body. This is the human body's instinctive contraction reaction when facing danger.

The pupils of this man's eyes were faintly white, unlike ordinary people. Although his arms and shoulders were hidden under the green robe, the outlines of thick and powerful muscles could still be seen.

"Xiao Heng ran away again!" The man's voice was calm and he glanced at the corpse on the ground.

"You two?" He looked at Wei He and Wang Chong.

The blood-stained injuries on Wang Chong's body were obvious at a glance.

But Wei He was different. His face remained as usual, and there was no trace of blood on his body. He had obviously escaped unscathed from Xiao Heng, a human-faced tiger.

"I was able to escape unscathed from Xiao Heng's hands." The man sounded surprised, and when he looked at Wei He, he looked more serious.

He clasped his fists. "I, You Manor, am now the steward of the main house. I am responsible for hunting down Xiao Heng, the human-faced tiger. We, the You family, will bear the compensation for the injuries of several detectives."

"I am Wei He. I have only been in office for two months. I am a disciple of Wanqingyuan of Tianyin Sect." Wei He also clasped his fists and returned the salute.

"It's not that I doubt it, but Brother Wei is not very energetic, right? Can he actually block Xiao Heng's Wu Lao San Hua Kung Fu?" Youzhuang asked doubtfully.


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