Wuxia: Start with max-level Nine Yang Divine Skill

"Good job, kid!"

The old man with the fiery temper was the first to rush forward, his beard and hair bristling, glaring at Deng Huan with raging anger.

"Is it you, you bastard, who's been playing tricks on me and keeping me up at night?"

"Is this the assassin who launched the sneak attack?"

Seeing Deng Huan, who was being grabbed in a sorry state and was almost fainting from the pain, everyone was surprised, delighted, and indignant, and asked a barrage of questions.

"It's him?!"

"Brother Li, who is this guy?!"

"How on earth did he sneak up behind my disciple and kill him?!"

Li Fu briefly explained the matter: "This person possesses a unique skill, allowing him to move through the sand like a fish, appearing and disappearing unpredictably."

I had just pretended to be asleep behind the slope when he took the bait, ambushing me from the sand and being captured.

The martial art of moving through the sand.

Everyone was astonished.

"Wandering Sand Skill?" Gong Xiaoshang raised her eyebrows and thought hard for a moment before saying, "I remember that this seems to be the unique martial art of 'Breaking Wave Sand,' a notorious lone assassin from the Western Regions in the early years!"

Are you his successor or descendant?

Or did he just get lucky and obtain his secret manual?

With both arms broken and Li Fu gripping the back of his neck, Deng Huan was powerless to struggle and gritted his teeth, speaking hatefully.

"Hmph...Hmph, Broken Wave Sand is indeed my master!"

He was defeated by Li Fu, whose martial arts skills were unfathomable, but he was not convinced by the others.

The old man with the raging fire glared at Deng Huan, spat, and raised his hand to slap him down.

"Even in this state, you still dare to glare at me? Watch me smash your skull with one palm and avenge those unlucky brats who died!"

"Please wait, senior."

Gong Xiaoshang quickly spoke up to stop her.

"Now that we've caught them, whether we kill them or torture them is entirely up to us."

But we need to find out first why he killed him.

Is there a mastermind behind this?

Are there any accomplices lurking nearby?

The man in the straw hat and gray clothes, who had been silent until now, finally spoke coldly, his voice hoarse.

"This person dares not confront us directly, but only dares to ambush us from the shadows."

Although his martial arts skills are strange and unpredictable, I absolutely do not believe that he could single-handedly and silently kill all the experts who entered the desert to search for treasure.

Those ten experts from a year ago were definitely not someone he could handle alone.

Li Fu nodded and threw Deng Huan in front of everyone: "We captured him and brought him back so that we could interrogate him and get to the bottom of things."

A group of experts surrounded him, their icy gazes fixed on Deng Huan.

They realized it was this person who moved like a ghost beneath the sand, murdering three of his companions and leaving them terrified day and night.

Furious killing intent blazed in everyone's eyes!

The invisible pressure felt real; Deng Huan felt a stinging pain on her skin, as if she were being pierced by countless steel needles, and goosebumps rose all over her body.

Although he was still staring wide-eyed, he couldn't stop the cold sweat from dripping down his forehead.

"Confess now!"

Seeing his fierce but cowardly appearance, everyone thought that this guy was still afraid of death. That's right, who in the world is not afraid of death?

It looked like the man was about to give in and confess.

However, to everyone's surprise, it happened.

Deng Huan's facial muscles twitched, his eyes filled with struggle, and he suddenly gritted his teeth and hissed.

"No... I won't say a word! You won't get a single word out of me! Kill me! Kill me now!"

"You're about to die, and you still won't shed a tear?"

The crowd was filled with suspicion and began to shout and threaten.

This guy is clearly terrified of death, so why is he still being so stubborn when he's about to die?

Li Fu's eyes flickered, and he keenly sensed that this guy was indeed afraid of death, but there seemed to be a deeper and more intense fear in his eyes!

That fear even outweighed the dread of death before his eyes!

"What are you afraid of?"

He frowned, his gaze sharp, and looked directly into Deng Huan's eyes.

The old man with the raging fire snorted impatiently.

"Hmph, I've seen plenty of tough guys. Watch me crush every bone in your body, inch by inch, and see if you can still stand up for yourself!"

He was about to resort to torture to extract a confession.

"To tell... to tell would be a thousand times worse than death! Ten thousand times worse!"

"He...he's a vengeful ghost, a vengeful ghost that devours people without spitting out bones! You...you're all going to die! You'll all die at his hands, hahaha!"

Deng Huan suddenly became agitated, his voice distorted and filled with resentful curses as he glared at the surrounding crowd, as if he wanted to carve their faces into hell.

Especially Li Fu.

"Once you enter this desert... you will all become 'his' prey!"

Don't even think about getting the treasure.

I'm down there... waiting for you all. None of you will escape. You little brats who plotted to capture me, I'll be waiting for you to come and keep me company.

Haha... Just wait to die!

"Just wait to die!"

Amidst the maniacal laughter, Deng Huan, with a desperate yet resolute expression, clenched her teeth fiercely!

puff!

A mouthful of blood mixed with half a severed tongue gushed out of his mouth, a glaring crimson color!

Deng Huan's body convulsed violently a few times, his eyes quickly became unfocused, his head tilted to the side, and he died on the spot.

This person actually bit off his tongue and committed suicide!

I would rather die than betray the person behind him!

"……ghost?"

He said... "He" is a ghost?

"Who is this 'he' that this person is talking about?"

Deng Huan had just revealed a few vague details when he committed suicide. Everyone was stunned by this sudden turn of events, and for a moment, there was only the howling of the wind and sand.

Li Fu frowned and said...

"That 'he' must be the mastermind behind it all, the master that Deng Huan truly fears."

Looking at Deng Huan's corpse on the sand, its expression frozen with extreme fear and hatred, everyone felt a chill run from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads.

This person, like a ghost in the desert, appears and disappears unpredictably, taking lives one after another, making even these martial arts masters restless and unable to eat or sleep.

His martial arts skills were definitely not low; his swordsmanship was as swift as lightning, and his extraordinary ability to burrow into the sand and hide underground was unparalleled. He was by no means an ordinary person in the martial arts world.

Yet, this master, on his deathbed, harbored a deep-seated fear of the person behind him, of that so-called "him," regarding him as an invincible vengeful ghost.

He would rather bite off his tongue and commit suicide than utter a single word!

It's as if the consequences of betrayal are a hundred times more terrifying than death.

The slight relief and joy that had just arisen from capturing the murderer vanished instantly.

A heavier, colder unease gripped everyone's heart.

The desert wind seemed even colder.

Li Fu also raised his eyebrows.

Deng Huan had witnessed some of his martial arts skills, but he seemed quite certain that "he" could definitely defeat him, as if he were a fierce demon that no human could defeat.

Seeing this, Gong Xiaoshang spoke up, breaking the oppressive and ominous atmosphere.

"Thanks to Brother Li Fu's help, we at least figured out one thing: there shouldn't be any ghosts or spirits guarding the treasure."

Right now, there lies the corpse of a charlatan!

These words gave everyone a boost.

However, some people don't believe in ghosts and gods, and now they only know one thing: the person guarding or has already seized the treasure may be more terrifying than expected.

Deng Huan's martial arts skills were unpredictable, and he had intercepted and killed countless martial arts practitioners who entered the desert in search of treasure in the past. This time, only three people fell victim to his deadly attacks.

But if Li Fu hadn't set a trap to capture him, who knows how many more people he could have secretly killed?

And this person, whose martial arts skills are unparalleled in the world, seems to be just a vanguard!