In the beginning, he was ranked alongside An Shigeng as a spoiled brat.

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Short spears are not uncommon weapons in the martial arts world, but Yan Longyuan's spear technique at this moment was a unique skill that had not been seen in the martial arts world for more than a decade—

A stunning shot!

A dazzling display of spear energy struck the vital points around the body of the hunter, including the Tian Tu, Qi Hai, and Tian Shu acupoints.

Even though the God of Catching was initially startled, he immediately unleashed his sword energy and pointed his finger at the target. The invisible sword energy countered the opponent's Qimen, Zhongting, Juque and other major acupoints, and he still had the upper hand!

The detective understood that this was a tactic to frame someone.

The clash between the two masters even caught the eye of (Zhao Zhao Hao) the Ghost King.

Yan Longyuan's amazing shot was obviously fake, lacking any essence whatsoever. It was a poor imitation, a mere copy, probably stolen from somewhere.

But as long as a few traces are left, and yellow mud falls into his crotch, even if Zhuge Zhengwo has two mouths, he can't explain it clearly.

Yan Longyuan had this goal in mind, so even though he was at a disadvantage, he still managed to leave several obvious gunshot wounds on the heavily injured body of the God of Catcher with a stunning shot.

This ruthless and unscrupulous mentality made Ghost Yama extremely wary of Yan Longyuan.

At least before, they only used disguises to frame others.

Yan Longyuan, on the other hand, attacked with all his might, leaving Zhuge Zhengwo no way out.

Prajna Palm!

Yan Longyuan, who had delivered a stunning shot, was forced to retreat repeatedly, and suddenly turned around and struck with a palm.

Bang!

The palm strike was powerful and forceful, pushing horizontally and directly deflecting the invisible sword energy, thus repelling the relentlessly pursuing God of War.

Chapter 89 The Death of the God of Catchers: Three Masters

"God of Catchers, it's time to set off!"

Yan Longyuan disregarded martial ethics, and Gui Yanluo had no intention of upholding the gentleman's agreement.

Since the other two had already used their unique skills, Ghost Yama felt he couldn't let his reputation be tarnished.

Seeing the Ghost King's palm strike down, the God of Catcher gathered the sword energy he could muster at the moment. He knew he was doomed, but he couldn't die a pathetic death and be looked down upon by others.

Moreover, the injuries on his body are the best evidence of his efforts to catch up with the killer.

The mighty sword energy surged toward Ghost Yama, but to everyone's astonishment, the sword energy vanished without a trace upon encountering Ghost Yama, as if a bull had plunged into the sea!

At the same time, Ghost Yama struck the God of Catchers in the chest with a palm strike.

puff!

Already severely injured, this palm strike directly shattered the eight extraordinary meridians of the God of Catcher and destroyed his internal organs.

Seeing that the God of Catcher's aura had been extinguished, the three exchanged glances, each recognizing the other's apprehension.

They are all top-tier masters, and not just any ordinary top-tier masters.

With such a decisive combination, Yan Longyuan was also curious about who the God of Catchers had offended.

What if he accidentally offends the other party as well?

"This is ten thousand taels of gold!"

Ghost Yama took out a gold note, and 773 flew towards Xue Qingbi like a piece of iron.

Xue Qingbi took the gold note and put it away. The Zhang family had no reputation to tamper with it, and more importantly, he was here today only to eliminate any potential threats.

If he were alone, he would naturally not need to be too wary, nor would he have to bow his head.

But like the Purple-Robed Dragon King, he also had a daughter.

For his daughter's sake, he had to bow to the pressures of life, even as a top-notch swordsman.

"I advise you to leave the territory of the Song Dynasty. The Flying Snow Sword Technique is not a secret. Once your identity is discovered, you will inevitably be hunted down by the imperial court."

"Thank you for reminding!"

Xue Qingbi nodded and turned to leave.

It should be noted that the reason why the God of Catcher was so easily killed was entirely because the Flying Snow Sword Qi first severely damaged the God of Catcher's meridians. Otherwise, the God of Catcher's strength would not be inferior to Yan Longyuan, who had not revealed his trump card.

For an investigative department like the Six Doors, finding out the cause of the God of Arrest's death would be a piece of cake, unless the God of Arrest's body was destroyed to cover up the crime.

As for the martial arts Yan Longyuan displayed, Gui Yanluo immediately understood that the other party was hiding something.

Whether it's the Formless Finger of Calamity or the Prajna Palm, there are quite a few people who practice them.

However, the Arhat Subduing Demon Staff technique, which Juezhi excels at, is not among the two martial arts he cultivates, and therefore naturally has no connection to the Zhang family.

Moreover, Juezhi was a high-ranking monk, so it was even more impossible for him to commit such a murder.

The God of Catchers is dead; everyone go home.

In the empty stone forest, only a lifeless corpse remained.

···

"Zhuge Zhengwo killed the God of Arrest?"

The news swept through Lin'an Prefecture like a hurricane, and most people knew about it before Zhuge Zhengwo.

Firstly, many people saw Zhuge Zhengwo and the God of Catching Go to the Chaotic Stone Forest together.

Secondly, the God of Catcher had two external injuries: a finger piercing his shoulder and numerous gunshot wounds from short guns.

Both the flying snow sword energy and the palm force can cause internal injuries to the meridians and shatter the five internal organs.

Therefore, all of this makes it logical for Zhuge Zhengwo to kill the God of Catchers.

The one who received the news the fastest was naturally Ji Yaohua of the Six Doors, who led her female constables to the crime scene immediately.

Seeing the God of Arrest die a gruesome death, I was deeply shaken.

She knew that there were very few people in the entire Lin'an Prefecture who could kill the God of Arrest, and although the rumors on the road seemed reasonable, they were actually obvious framing.

There is only one person who possesses such skill and such a motive—

Young Master Zhang!

"Officer Ji!"

When will the coroner arrive?

Ji Yaohua was already a qualified constable, so she naturally understood the procedures: protecting the scene, searching for clues, and having the coroner perform an autopsy to determine the cause of death...

"We called them when we came, they should be here soon."

Ji Yaohua surveyed her surroundings. There were many signs of battle, lingering sword energy, and small holes in the stone tablet from short spears. Combined with the gunshot wounds she had just seen on the God of Catchers, all the evidence pointed to one person—Zhuge Zhengwo.

Clearly, Zhang Xiaoshan has begun to retaliate.

Last time, the God of Catchers stood by and watched the An family besiege and kill the Zhang family, wanting to sit back and watch the tigers fight. How could Zhang Xiaoshan possibly suffer this loss in silence?

They surrounded and killed the God of Capture, and framed Zhuge Zhengwo, leaving no room for retreat.

"Officer, the coroner has arrived!"

"Autopsy!"

The coroner was terrified when he saw the dead detective, who was his superior.

Moreover, the coroners of the Six Doors are not ordinary coroners.

Besides the tradition of being a coroner, the coroners of the Six Doors are all retired, seasoned detectives, prepared to deal with the various murder methods of martial arts masters.

Eyes, mouth, heart...

The coroner examined her from head to toe, and the more he examined her, the more terrified he became.

"Officer Ji, the God of Catchers should have died from the combined attack of three top-tier masters."

One wielded a sword, first injuring the constable's heart meridian with sword energy; their martial arts were definitely superior to the constable's. Another used the Shaolin's ultimate technique—the Formless Finger of Calamity—to attack from behind, but their skill was no less than the constable's. The third possessed astonishing palm power and was the direct culprit in the constable's death, severing his eight extraordinary meridians and shattering his internal organs with a single strike!

Hiss...

The constables present gasped in disbelief, staring at the trembling coroner.

The God of Catchers is the number one expert in the Six Doors, and many people close to him have noticed his recent breakthrough.

Three masters no less skilled than the God of Catchers, and a top-tier swordsman whose swordsmanship surpasses that of the God of Catchers.

What combination is this?

"What about the gunshot wound?"

"Someone fought with the God of Catchers for a period of time. In addition to the gunshot wound, the God of Catchers also had a palm print caused by the Prajna Palm Force on his body."

It seems that after the God of Catcher was ambushed by the powerful figure who used the Formless Finger of Calamity, the expert then confronted the God of Catcher head-on with a short spear, finally defeating him with the Prajna Palm, the residual force of which remained in the God of Catcher's body.

Formless Finger of Calamity! Prajna Palm!

Ji Yaohua immediately thought of the five eminent monks of the Zhang family.

Moreover, the strength of these five eminent monks is rumored to be unfathomable, which perfectly matches the criteria.

In addition, the only family in the entire Lin'an Prefecture that could gather three top-notch experts is the Zhang family.

"First, transport the body of the God of Catcher back. You search every corner here to see if you can find any other useful clues."

"Yes!"

Despite knowing how terrifying the assassin was, the constables were still united in their hatred of the enemy after the assassin was killed.

This is the bond of camaraderie!

At least the God of Catchers is usually quite amiable and treats them well.

However, apart from the wreckage of the battle, no other useful clues were found in the end.

Moreover, the killing of the God of Catchers shocked the entire imperial court.

A third-rank official who still wielded absolute power in a department—how could the imperial court possibly let this go?

Regardless of the Six Doors, the Divine Marquis's Mansion, or any other government agency, the first suspects were the Zhang family, not the overt suspect Zhuge Zhengwo.

Chapter Ninety: The Stalemate Between the Zhang Family Mansion and the Six Doors

Bang!

The Zhang family's gate was forcibly broken open, and a group of menacing yamen runners rushed in, brandishing swords and knives.

Every constable wore an indignant expression, and the lead constable was even preparing to force his way in.

The Zhang family guards, who had hastily assembled, were not martial arts masters, but each of them was an overnourished, muscular man with a robust and tall physique, and they were not afraid of the Six Doors members even when wielding wooden sticks.

The long sticks were wielded wildly and in perfect coordination, suppressing the group of yamen runners to the point of being powerless to fight back.

As for swords and blades having no eyes?

Although the long sticks wielded by these guards were not lethal, their length made them more powerful, and they held the group of yamen runners firmly in the outer courtyard.

With the addition of the experts recruited by the Zhang family, the standoff became increasingly tense as time went on.

"Get out of my way, or I'll go on a killing spree!"

Leng Xue walked in from outside the door, his face filled with murderous intent, and the long sword in his hand was ready to be drawn and killed at any moment.

"Amitabha Buddha, esteemed benefactors, may I ask which member of the Zhang family has violated the law by coming here wielding swords?"

"Bald monk, why pretend to be confused? You killed the God of Arrest, are you afraid to admit your mistake?"

"Amitabha!"

Juezhi was somewhat confused and didn't understand.

Did he kill the God of Catchers?

Not only was Juezhi puzzled, but even the guards were incredulous. Then someone angrily said:

"Damn it, that's impossible."

"The God of Catcher was killed between 9 AM and 11 AM. Master Juezhi finished his morning greetings and has been urging us to practice martial arts ever since; he hasn't gone out at all. How could he possibly have killed someone?"

"That's right, Master Juezhi never went out, how could he possibly kill the God of Catching!"

“That’s right, we can testify that Master Juezhi started his morning prayers in the Buddha Hall before dawn and stayed with us ever since, without ever going out!”