Beauty Chairwoman’s Bodyguard Expert

Chapter 872: Chapter 856: Powerful Enemy Arrives

”Judge, you are too confident. Your strength is indeed formidable, but in my eyes, you are not worth mentioning.”

Just as Lu Tianxing was about to kill the middle-aged man, an ethereal voice echoed in the air. A figure appeared several hundred meters away and instantly closed the distance, delivering a light palm strike towards Lu Tianxing.

Even though the palm strike seemed light, it made Lu Tianxing feel as if he was facing a formidable opponent. His whole body tensed up, and a strong sense of danger surged in his heart.

”I told you, you can’t save him. Die for me.”

Lu Tianxing’s expression didn’t change. He instantly unleashed the Invincible King Fist. The violent force surged like a torrential flood towards the Crying Face Envoy. At the same time, with a slight motion of his True Qi and a gentle exertion of force, the middle-aged man let out a tragic scream and was crushed into a pulp, dead as dead could be, even a Daluo Immortal couldn’t save him.

”Boom!”

At this moment, the Invincible King Fist collided with the palm strike, creating a terrifying gust of wind that swept the surroundings. Everything in the path of the wind was instantly reduced to fragments, and the wind raged in all directions.

”Pff!”

Lu Tianxing’s body trembled slightly, as if struck by lightning, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. The six arms condensed by True Qi were instantly shattered. He couldn’t help but stagger backward, leaving clear footprints on the ground.

”Lu Tianxing.”

Seeing Lu Tianxing spit blood and retreat, Bai Zhiqing couldn’t help but scream and instinctively wanted to run over.

”Don’t come over.”

Lu Tianxing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his face serious as he looked at the black-robed man with the crying face mask, and said in a deep voice, ”Who exactly are you?”

Before the Crying Face Envoy could speak, Han Zifeng’s True Qi moved, directly grabbing a round sun-like flame and burning a black-clothed man to ashes. He appeared next to Lu Tianxing: ”Boss, I’ve dealt with the other trash. This guy looks like the biggest fish. How about we join forces today to wipe out this hiding scumbag?”

”And me, Judge. I’ve long wanted to fight alongside you. Once we win this, I hope we can have a match, with our power levels suppressed, of course. I want to see if my Thunder Power is stronger, or if your strength prevails.”

At this moment, Abby also appeared beside Lu Tianxing, her whole body shimmering with purple lightning, looking like a Thunder Envoy.

The Four Ghosts of Xiangxi didn’t speak. They just stood beside Lu Tianxing, their eyes serious as they stared at the Crying Face Envoy. As Martial Artists, they could clearly feel the intense killing intent and undeniable threat emanating from him.

”Miss Abby, you won’t be able to beat my boss. How about sparring with me instead?”

Han Zifeng’s gaze fell on Abby, tracing over her voluptuous figure.

Abby curved her lips into a seductive smile and glanced at Han Zifeng: ”Sure, but aren’t you afraid that some part of your body might get roasted by my lightning during the match, Third Young Master Han? Feel free to try.”

”Han Zifeng, Miss Abby, Four Ghosts of Xiangxi, I know you want to help, but you can’t interfere in this matter. All of you, step back, take Zhiqing and the others, and leave. Leave this to me. Go, now!” Lu Tianxing took a deep breath and said in a deep voice. He sensed a death threat from the Crying Face Envoy, an unprecedented death threat. He was now certain that the Crying Face Envoy’s strength was definitely at the Middle-stage Mythical Realm.

In the Mythical Realm, each level brings a world of difference in power. Lu Tianxing was only at the Early-stage Mythical Realm, while the Crying Face Envoy was already at the Middle-stage Mythical. The gap between them was immense. Facing the Crying Face Envoy, Lu Tianxing felt he had no chance of victory and might even die here today.

”Boss, I’m not leaving.”

”Mr. Lu, my leader said to protect your safety.”

”Miss said that Mr. Lu’s life must not be endangered.”

Han Zifeng, Abby, and the Four Ghosts of Xiangxi spoke in unison.

”Shut up, all of you! Leave with Zhiqing and get as far away as possible. Don’t look back,”

Lu Tianxing roared, his True Qi surging, and he pushed them all back. He looked solemnly at the Crying Face Envoy and said, ”Your target is me. Let them go, they have nothing to do with this.”

”Heh, let them go? Do you think that’s possible, Judge?” the Crying Face Envoy sneered coldly.

”You can try. I know your level is at least Middle-stage Mythical. You can choose to face me head-on, and we’ll see who lives and who dies. At worst, we’ll perish together. I might not be able to kill you, but I’m confident enough to ensure we both die.” Lu Tianxing took a deep breath and said heavily.

Hearing this, the Crying Face Envoy fell silent, seemingly contemplating. Lu Tianxing was right; his level was Middle-stage Mythical, a full level higher than Lu Tianxing’s. Killing an ordinary Early-stage Mythical Martial Artist would be easy, but he was facing Lu Tianxing, a legend who had risen in just a few years. If Lu Tianxing was determined to fight to the death, he might not be able to take Lu Tianxing down. Even if he could, the price he’d pay would be unimaginable.

Throughout history, there’s been a saying: in a duel, the brave one wins. A trapped beast is most terrifying. Just as he posed a threat to Lu Tianxing, Lu Tianxing also threatened him, albeit slightly.

”Fine, I agree with you.”

After a long contemplation, the Crying Face Envoy’s voice echoed in the garden. This was the result of his careful deliberation. As long as he could kill Lu Tianxing, Bai Zhiqing wouldn’t pose a threat. More importantly, he was aware of the identities of Angel, Shen Manjun, Han Zifeng, Mu Qingxue, and others. Killing Lu Tianxing and Bai Zhiqing was no big deal, but killing these people would provoke the wrath of multiple forces, a burden even a Heavenly God couldn’t bear.

”I hope you’ll keep your word.”

Lu Tianxing took a deep breath and slowly turned around, his gaze sweeping over everyone: ”Angel, Lin Demon, take Zhiqing and the others and leave here now. No matter what happens, don’t look back. Hurry up, go!”

”Lu Tianxing, I won’t leave. I want to stay and fight alongside you. If I must die, I want to die with you.”

Bai Zhiqing, seeing Lu Tianxing’s appearance, couldn’t help but shed two lines of tears from her charming eyes.

At this moment, the sleeves of Lu Tianxing’s two arms were completely shredded by the tremendous force. His white shirt was stained with blood, and his face bore a hint of madness, a hint of ferocity, and a sense of facing death head-on.