The fifth volume is full of awe and martial arts legends Chapter 237: Robbery in Luoyang
Jing Wuming is dead.
He died in the old house of the Shangguan family.
When Shangguan Xiaoxian and Shangguan Xianer rushed over after hearing the news, they had already seen the man's body.
Jing Wuming stood quietly in the center of the courtyard, holding his sword tightly in his hand, motionless. Morning dew condensed on the sword body, gathering like pearls, sparkling with brilliance in the morning light.
The man didn't have any injuries on his body, his eyes were still open, but he was already dead.
Moreover, Jing Wuming's death was very strange. He looked like he had been fished out of the water. He was soaked all over and there was almost no dry place.
When Shangguan Xiaoxian saw the corpse, her breathing became heavy, her breath became gloomy, her pupils shrank rapidly, and a look of pain flashed in her eyes.
The elder brother who had always been with her silently, taking care of her and protecting her from the wind and rain, died just like that.
Lu Xiaojia's eyes were so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip out of them. Those were the eyes of tears.
This person was both a teacher and a father to him. He taught him everything he knew and raised him. They had already become like father and son.
"Who did it?" he asked calmly.
Shangguan Xian'er had a complicated expression, with indescribable sadness in her eyes.
This man could have been indifferent to the world, stayed away from the disputes in the martial arts world, and lived a free and easy life. However, because of the two sisters, he re-entered the martial arts world, expanded the territory for the Money Gang, and intimidated all directions. He was not only their backer, but also their brother, and an elder who was both their brother and their father.
Now, the backer has fallen.
Shangguan Xiaoxian's face changed again and again, first turning white, then red, and finally cold white as ice, and her whole body was emitting a tremendous chill.
“Tick!”
As the cold air outside Shangguan Xiaoxian's body spread, the dewdrops falling from the sword had already frozen into ice visibly before they hit the ground.
There was a sudden crisp sound, and the long sword in Jing Wuming's hand broke into pieces. His body, which had been standing still, suddenly burst out with a series of tiny sounds, like frying beans, and all his bones were broken.
"What a horrible method."
Shangguan Xiaoxian's eyes moved, and she almost instantly discovered the reason for Jing Wuming's defeat.
Because...water.
Jing Wuming died under these currents.
The old house has been abandoned for many years and the water source in the mansion has long been dried up. Needless to say, these water flows must have been caused by the enemy.
Shangguan Xiaoxian took another look at the traces around her, especially the holes on the ground caused by water droplets. Her expression immediately became more solemn than ever.
Turn water into soldiers?
Good trick.
Not only that, this person can also turn softness into hardness, making the water droplets penetrate an inch into the stone. It is simply incredible.
With this one skill alone, he is able to be the best in the world and look down upon the martial arts world.
Shangguan Xiaoxian whispered, "This person's internal energy has reached an extraordinary state of combining hardness and softness. It is endless, strong and powerful. Moreover, the martial arts he practices are even more uncanny. It seems that he can kill people with the flow of water."
She couldn't help but think of the magic of wedding dress.
The power of this technique lies not only in its indestructible Qi protection but also in the overwhelming force of a fiery fire that envelopes the body. Once engaged in combat, it's like being struck by lightning and fire. Not only must one be vigilant of the opponent's changing moves, but one must also harness Qi to counteract this Qi.
The same is true for Mingyu Gong.
The cold air spreads outwards, and during the fight, the cold force can penetrate into the opponent's body invisibly. If you don't distract yourself to resist, not only will your qi and blood coagulate, but even your internal strength and true qi will slow down.
This mysterious master used water, could it be a similar method?
Shangguan Xiaoxian looked at the ground. There were some shallow marks on it, as if a torrent had swirled past, and the impact was like the edge of a knife, which was very unusual.
The trace was extremely wide, extending straight to more than two meters away.
When she saw Jing Wuming covered in water, she seemed to understand something.
"Master used at least forty-three swords, and was in a tough battle." Lu Xiaojia said in a deep voice.
He had already identified the sword marks around him and was moved to tears.
Shangguan Xiaoxian's eyes were dim as she softly said, "That's because he knew he was at a disadvantage after stabbing with his sword, so he left a mark as a warning ."
"One move can put the master at a disadvantage?" Lu Xiaojia found it hard to believe.
Shangguan Xiaoxian sighed, "It's not about the moves that make me lose."
Shangguan Xian'er also discovered something unusual. She found that the depth of the sword marks also changed, from far to near, from deep to shallow, and the last step was where he stood before his death.
If the sword marks change, it means that the sword is no longer stable.
You have to know that every sword strike of a top swordsman should be flawless and perfect, let alone a well-known swordsman like Jing Wuming, this kind of situation should never happen.
But each of these forty-odd sword marks seemed to be shallower than the previous one, and the distance of change was getting shorter and shorter.
Shangguan Xian'er said, "He's very tired, and seems to have no strength left."
Lu Xiaojia spoke in a hoarse voice: "With Master's skills, even if he were to fight a top-notch expert, he would only show signs of fatigue after a hundred moves."
Shangguan Xiaoxian's eyes flickered as she spoke quietly, "It's been so long, and yet the condensation in the courtyard still persists, chilling the bones. This must be the work of that mysterious master. Imagine engaging him in such a situation. If you fail to defeat him in a single blow, the prolonged battle will leave you completely drenched in the condensation. This condensation will be absorbed by the opponent's true energy, transforming it into a weapon. The shifting of hardness and softness will be like being trapped in a quagmire, restricting your movements. I'm afraid the rate of internal energy depletion will be alarming."
Lu Xiaojia clenched his hands so tightly that his knuckles turned white and creaked. He said in a hoarse voice, "Master had no internal energy left in his body before he died. It's definitely not just a simple loss of energy."
Shangguan Xiaoxian looked at Jing Wuming's pale face and was silent for a long time before she said, "Give him a proper burial. No matter who he is, I will make sure he pays for his blood debt with blood."
But one problem after another arises.
Suddenly, a member of the Money Gang rushed in from outside the door, looking panicked and saying, "Oh no, Gang Leader! Someone has put up a sign outside the city, saying that anyone from the Money Gang who leaves the city will be beheaded immediately. We brothers didn't believe it at first, but the few who left the city this morning...gulp...all died !"
Shangguan Xiaoxian took a deep breath when she heard this. Her eyes were filled with evil, her face was as cold as frost, but her tone was still calm as she said, "It seems that the great calamity of my Money Gang is about to come."
Such a move definitely could not be from Li Muchan's Tianxia Alliance. There was only one possibility, that those people in the capital were preparing to take action against the Jinqian Gang.
Now that Jing Wuming is dead, the Jinqian Gang has lost its biggest backer.
There were only a few of them left, and those people couldn't wait to start playing cat and mouse.
Shangguan Xiaoxian didn't think twice and ordered, "Pass the order down. All disciples in the city should not leave the city for the time being. Prepare to fight the enemy with all your strength. They should be arriving soon."
Madam Liu hesitated, then said, "Miss, I think we should send someone to Jiangnan to find Gu... Li Muchan has come to help. Now that our two families are on the same boat, it's a good opportunity to form an alliance."
Shangguan Xiaoxian smiled softly and shook her head. "Forget it. I don't want to beg him, and I'm not completely without a chance of winning."
She raised her hand and saw the tip of a sword on the ground was brought to her palm, with a faint trace of blood on it.
"It seems this man is not unscathed either. We need to fight to know who is stronger and who is weaker."
But as soon as Shangguan Xiaoxian finished speaking, someone else walked in quickly.
"Boss, something terrible has happened. All the members of the major martial arts families in the city have retreated to their respective mansions and are staying behind closed doors, seemingly trying to distance themselves from us. Some of the martial arts masters we recruited earlier have also declared they are leaving the Money Gang and fleeing the city."
Shangguan Xiaoxian listened expressionlessly, then smiled calmly, "That's nothing. People are all afraid of death. It's quite considerate of them not to wait until the critical moment to turn against us."
Suddenly, Shangguan Xiaoxian's eyes turned and looked directly at the gang member who came forward to report. He asked with a smile, "Who are you?"
The man had originally lowered his head and was very respectful, but when he heard the words, he immediately chuckled.
"The one who wants you dead."
After saying that, blood spurted out of his body. He was indeed the poisonous man who had mastered the secret skills of the evil cult.
