Chapter 337
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Chapter 337: Assassination of Feng Muchen
Kyoto,
In a secret room.
A swordsman dressed in a blue robe sits cross-legged.
Beside the swordsman stands a man shrouded in faint black mist.
The man is holding a specially made communication device, respectfully talking on the phone with someone!
These two are none other than the two mid-stage martial saints who previously attempted to assassinate Lin Wushuang…
After a while, the Dark King hangs up the phone, letting out a series of sinister laughs.
“What did Doctor Annie say?”
The blue-robed swordsman asks.
“Feng Muchen is severely injured and currently in a weakened state! Doctor Annie’s intention is, of course, for us to eliminate Feng Muchen!”
After finishing, the Dark King adds coldly:
“Damn it! Last time we almost took down Lin Wushuang! I didn’t expect Lin Wushuang to have a protective talisman left by such a figure. If we hadn’t escaped quickly, we would have been done for!”
Hearing this, the blue-robed swordsman furrows his brows and says:
“Feng Muchen is not the same as Lin Wushuang; his strength is formidable. Even in his current state, we might not be able to take him down!”
“Don’t worry about that! The headquarters is about to activate a trump card hidden in Yanjiao. We are just here to assist!”
The Dark King replies.
“You mean…”
The blue-robed swordsman’s expression slightly changes.
The Dark King chuckles, “That’s right! You guessed it.”
…
Soon, deep night falls.
After Lin Feng returns to the hotel, he recalls the painful expression of his sixth senior brother during the day, his thoughts become chaotic, making it hard for him to calm down.
“Did I really make a mistake?”
Lin Feng stands in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the bright night scene of the capital, his expression slightly forlorn.
To be honest,
He does feel a bit regretful now!
Not for killing Yin Miao,
But for not having done it more discreetly!
He could have secretly eliminated Yin Miao without letting his sixth senior brother know; that way, the situation might have been much better and not so tense!
“Forget it! Right and wrong are up to oneself, praise and blame are determined by others, gains and losses are irrelevant!”
Lin Feng sighs, then sits cross-legged on the bed, closing his eyes to breathe and meditate.
But soon,
He opens his eyes again!
After thinking it over,
He decides to go find his sixth senior brother for a good talk…
…
On the other side.
In a luxurious villa.
Feng Muchen sits alone on the sofa with his fingers interlocked, lost in thought.
This villa was specially bought for Yin Miao!
It was here that they both completed significant events in their lives…
Even just last night,
They were playing together on the sofa…
Recalling the past scenes,
Feng Muchen can’t help but let out a long sigh.
He knows his junior brother’s character and understands that Yin Miao indeed went too far, but he just can’t get over that mental hurdle.
At this moment,
“Swish~”
A flying knife bursts through the door, shooting towards him.
Feng Muchen reacts quickly, extending two fingers to catch the flying knife.
“Who?”
He coldly looks towards the direction of the door,
Only to see two people walking in leisurely!
It is the blue-robed swordsman and the Dark King!
“Impressive, no wonder you’re called the strongest true dragon of this generation! When Lin Wushuang took my knife, he wasn’t as decisive as you!”
As soon as the Dark King enters, he smiles and says.
Feng Muchen’s gaze shifts slightly, immediately recognizing the identity of the Dark King.
Wan Ke!
One of the most renowned loose cultivators in Kyoto,
His strength is at the mid-stage martial saint level, and he became famous in Kyoto due to being courted by various families!
Previously, Situ Yunxiao also intended to recruit him into the Law Enforcement Department, but it fell through because they couldn’t trace Wan Ke’s background!
Feng Muchen then looks at the blue-robed swordsman beside him!
The blue-robed swordsman is named Fang Bufan,
He is a disciple of the Wujian Sword Saint from Mount Shu, skilled in Wujian swordsmanship…
According to what the third senior brother said,
This person has an unwholesome character, so he was expelled from the Mount Shu sect and eventually came to Kyoto, getting involved with Wan Ke…
“Was it you two who attempted to assassinate Lin Wushuang before?”
Feng Muchen coldly asks.
“Indeed!”
Wan Ke readily admits, then sneers:
“Lin Wushuang was fortunate to escape because of a protective talisman left by an ancestor. I wonder who will come to save you tonight?”
“What a joke, I was just worrying about how to find the assassins, and you two have delivered yourselves right to my door!”
“Do you really think I’m a fool like Lin Wushuang?”
Feng Muchen sneers, taking the initiative to strike with a punch aimed at Wan Ke.
“Storm of Pear Blossoms!”
Wan Ke’s pupils constrict,
He quickly swings his hands,
Releasing thousands of golden needles shimmering with black mist!
“Swish swish swish~”
Countless steel needles rain down on Feng Muchen,
Feng Muchen doesn’t even dodge, shattering the myriad needles with a punch, then fiercely striking towards Wan Ke’s chest!
In a moment of panic,
Wan Ke quickly crosses his arms to block the punch!
As a result,
“Crack!”
His arm bones snap, and he is sent flying, crashing heavily to the ground, unable to get up for a long time!
At the same time.
“Whoosh~”
A terrifying sword aura attacks from behind Feng Muchen.
It is Fang Bufan making his move!
He swings his sword in the air, the sword intent surging forth, exuding a momentum that seems capable of cutting through everything!
“Die!”
Fang Bufan’s expression is icy as he swings his sword at Feng Muchen!
But the next moment.
“Clang!”
Feng Muchen reaches out and grabs Fang Bufan’s long sword, applying a gentle force.
“Crack!”
The long sword breaks with a sound!
Fang Bufan is also sent flying by the terrifying force, crashing heavily against the partition wall of the villa…
Feng Muchen discards the broken sword, his eyes shining coldly, indifferently saying:
“With just the two of you ants, you think you can come to kill me? Truly laughable!”
Saying this,
He takes out his phone, preparing to notify Long Shuai to come and capture them; these two are very suspicious and might reveal something!
But at that moment,
The lying Wan Ke suddenly grins sinisterly:
“Feng Muchen, you are indeed strong, but what use is that? Tonight, you will undoubtedly die!”
