Martial Arts Assassin Master

Chapter 173

After killing the enemy, Zhao Fanxing jumped to the gate of the granary, pushed the door open and entered.

There are many boxes inside the granary, containing a lot of grain.

Zhao Fanxing walked to one of the boxes, reached out to look through it, and soon found the salt hidden under the grain.

He also secretly admired this Nangong Yu's "business acumen".

Conclusive evidence was found. From this point of view, Nangong Yu and Yan Huhu were both smugglers of illicit salt and should be executed for their crimes.

After getting the answer, Zhao Fanxing used lightness kung fu and flew away.

Half an hour later, in front of the gate of Zhou Mansion.

Zhao Fanxing climbed over the high wall and entered the house again.

Unlike Nangong Yu's mansion, the terrain of Zhou's mansion is more complicated.

Fortunately, with the help of a small map, Zhao Fanxing did not get lost.

He also turned left and right inside the house, looking for the target.

At this time, everyone in the Zhou Mansion was resting, only the patrolling guards were walking in it.

However, these guys couldn't see Zhao Fanxing who had such a high lightness kung fu.

He also successfully bypassed the enemy and reached his destination.

There are hundreds of houses here, all connected side by side.

Zhao Fanxing jumped into the house from the window.

A large number of salt fields immediately appeared in front of me, full of salt that had been dried for a long time.

These table salts add up to hundreds of tons.

This is actually a secret salt factory?
Zhao Fanxing was stunned. He was speechless at the madness of these businessmen.

After finding all the information, he was also preparing to leave here, return to the magistrate's yamen, and tell the truth what he got.

But at this moment, thousands of cold lights suddenly struck from the darkness.

"Broken Arrow Style!" Zhao Fanxing was well prepared, quickly drew his sword out of its sheath, and cast "Dugu Nine Swords", sweeping continuously.

The sword light flickered, and those cold lights were all shot down to the ground.

Zhao Fanxing also saw the true colors of these things: plum blossom darts.

Thousands of enemies hiding in the dark also jumped out at this moment, staring at him intently.

These people are all wearing ghost-headed swords hanging from their waists, wearing green clothes and veils, covering their faces and only showing their eyes.

Zhao Fanxing asked: "Who are you?"

The swordsman in Tsing Yi asked back, "Who are you?"

Zhao Fanxing smiled: "I definitely won't say it."

The swordsmen sneered and said, "You don't need to say it anymore, you will only have one identity in the future, and that is a dead person!"

Before they finished speaking, they surrounded Zhao Fanxing and pulled out the long swords shining from their waists.

"Fengyue Saber Technique!" They also rushed forward, wielding their long knives, and slashed at them from different directions.

These people's saber skills were very fast, and they attacked Zhao Fanxing's chest, back, and lower body, and every time he attacked, he carried a strong saber aura.

"Broken knife style!" Facing the siege of a strong enemy, he was calm, and the long sword in his hand was flying up and down, swinging from side to side.

Every time he slashed with his sword, he hit the flaw in the opponent's saber technique.

If the swordsmen in green didn't dodge, their arms and chest muscles would be cut off instantly.

Therefore, although these guys are sharp with swords, they can't take advantage of Zhao Fanxing, and even fall into a disadvantage.

The swordsmen in Tsing Yi also saw this and took the initiative to change their tactics.

"Fengyue Lianhuan!" I saw them holding the knives in both hands, slashing backhands continuously, releasing a series of saber auras, and these saber auras also spun at high speed, extremely fierce.

Zhao Fanxing could only wield his long sword, slashing down continuously, and resisting with sword energy.

"Bang bang bang!" The sword qi and knife qi collided continuously, splitting the surrounding wooden pillars in two.

Although Zhao Fanxing successfully blocked the enemy's moves, he also consumed a lot of internal energy.

Fortunately, both "Shen Zhao Gong" and "Nine Yang Divine Gong" can generate their own internal energy, so he doesn't have to worry about being consumed by the enemy.

The swordsman in Tsing Yi also swooped down from the air at this time, and the long knife in his hand slashed Zhao Fanxing's head, back, and chest at three vital points.

Their attacks are very simple, but their strength, timing, and speed are all very precise.

Only swordsmen who have killed countless people can cultivate to this level.

Zhao Fanxing stood where he was, with nowhere to hide.

"The indestructible power of the Vajra!" He sheathed his sword, activated his internal energy, and turned his skin into gold, resisting the enemy's attacks with his body.

"Clang, clang!" After a series of iron strikes, the swordsman's attack was abruptly bounced off.

Their mouths were numb, and they flew back.

At this moment, Zhao Fanxing drew his sword out of its sheath and used the "snow-melting sword technique" to attack the powerful enemy.

I saw the long knife in his hand coming like snowflakes, soft and changeable.

The swordsman in Tsing Yi also brandished his weapon to attack.

"Clang, clang!" The long knives of the two sides collided continuously, and sparks flew everywhere.

But Zhao Fanxing's sword skills were even better, overwhelming his opponents in terms of speed and strength.

"Baiju is too short!" He also suddenly swung his saber with his backhand, drawing circles continuously, and released a wave-like saber energy towards the opponent's lower body.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the swordsman in Tsing Yi jumped up to avoid it.

"Hiding the sword in the hand!" Zhao Fanxing also rose into the air, turning into a sword light, and shuttled back and forth hundreds of times in front of the opponent.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the swordsman in Tsing Yi hurriedly swung his long knife to resist.

But they were still a step too late, and they were hit continuously in vital parts of the chest and lower abdomen, and their stomachs were disemboweled.

The frightening aspect of this set of "Snow-melting Knife Technique" is fully revealed.

He has a perfect combination of soft speed and both offense and defense.

The swordsman in Tsing Yi also clutched his stomach, fell from the air, and fell to the ground.

Blood gushed out continuously, and they struggled desperately, but they still died in a pool of blood.

Zhao Fanxing also put the knife back into its sheath, walked to the front of the enemy's corpse, and examined it carefully.

Soon, he found the badge of Shenying Palace from these swordsmen in blue.

This also proves that such a lucrative private salt business is related to Shenying Palace.

No matter from which angle you think about it, this is in line with their style of doing things, making huge wealth secretly.

Zhao Fanxing also immediately used lightness kung fu and flew away from here.

After a period of time, in the magistrate's yamen.

Zhao Fanxing wiped the sweat from his forehead, took off his night clothes and mask, and came in front of Murong Fei who was still asleep.

At this time, the official was busy.

Zhao Fanxing cupped his hands and said, "Greetings to Master Murong."

Murong Fei raised his head and saw him: "It's Zhao Shaoxia, what did you find?"

Zhao Fanxing explained the ins and outs of the matter, and also showed the relevant contracts and letters to the other party.

Murong Fei reviewed it carefully, and his face was full of excitement: "That's great, Zhao Shaoxia, your evidence is enough to prove that there is something wrong with these three people, I will send someone to arrest them!"

Zhao Fanxing nodded: "Thank you, Mr. Murong."

After speaking, Murong Fei found Sun Boya and asked him to lead hundreds of policemen to arrest people.

Sun Boya happily accepted the order.

Zhao Fanxing also put on his night clothes and mask again, and followed secretly, wanting to wish him a helping hand.

(End of this chapter)