Beauty Chairwoman’s Bodyguard Expert

Capítulo 1276: Chapter 1269: Holder’s Plot

Wielding the dagger, Starving Ghost stabbed Black Ghost eighteen times in succession before returning to his original spot. He staggered, nearly collapsing to the ground, gasping for breath, completely drained of energy.

The Eighteen Stabs of Jing Ke was his family’s assassination technique, capable of unleashing martial prowess that surpasses human limits in an instant, seizing an enemy’s mind and killing them in the blink of an eye. However, the aftermath was severe, requiring at least a month of recovery after each use, or it could very likely result in his own death.

Taking a deep breath to suppress his fatigue, Starving Ghost rushed towards Lu Tianxing’s position without hesitation.

“Puthump!”

After Starving Ghost left, Black Ghost, who had been standing motionless, fell stiffly to the ground, his body bursting with blood flowers—eighteen bloody holes in total. Blood was gushing from them, and his eyes stared lifelessly, sending a shiver down one’s spine.

Meanwhile, in another direction, Po Jun was covered in scars, his clothes stained with blood. There was a wound in his chest, almost penetrating through his body, missing only a thread to pierce his chest.

Yet, Po Jun seemed oblivious to the pain, his eyes fierce like a wolf as he stared at the motionless Yue’er in the distance. “You’re right, I’m a madman. If I can’t kill you, I’ll take us both down together. But unfortunately, you’re afraid of death, so you lost, and I won. Don’t worry, you won’t be lonely; soon, your whole family will go to Hell to keep you company.”

With those words, Po Jun, without any hesitation, turned and charged towards Lu Tianxing’s position.

After Po Jun left, Yue’er’s head rolled off his neck, blood spurting into the sky, and his headless corpse crashed heavily to the ground, the rich scent of blood immediately filling the air.

“Die for me.”

Tan Lang coldly eyed a member of the Cross Expedition Army beside him, stepped forward, and punched heavily into his chest.

“Crack!”

The next moment, a crisp sound of bones breaking echoed as the terrifying force pierced through the Cross Expedition Army member’s chest.

Tan Lang’s gaze swept through the surroundings like a ravenous wolf, giving a bloodthirsty smile. He then swiftly retreated, heading towards Lu Tianxing’s direction.

Meanwhile, White Impermanence, Black Impermanence, and Asura also took down their opponents and rushed towards Lu Tianxing’s location.

Seeing this scene, Mu Qingchuan’s expression changed, yet there was nothing he could do since he was holding off two Red Cardinals from the Church. The joint force of these two Mythical Realm Red Cardinals prevented him from being distracted, leaving him to silently pray for Lu Tianxing’s safety.

Meanwhile, his attacks grew fiercer, with streaks of golden lightning like meteors piercing through the void, striking at the three Red Cardinals.

“You bunch of ants who don’t know death, I’ll slaughter you all.”

Shankou Hongyi, seeing Tan Lang, Po Jun, and others charging in, flashed a bloodthirsty killing intent. With a flick of his finger, six strands of True Qi roared out, transforming into six blazing Flame Sabers sweeping towards them.

The mid-stage Mythical attack instantly sealed off all retreat routes, with rolling heat waves seemingly igniting the air.

“Shankou Hongyi, you want to kill my brothers, did you ask me?”

Seeing that Tan Lang and Po Jun were about to be cut down by Shankou Hongyi, suddenly an angry roar erupted out of nowhere. A large hand directly tore through the sea of flames, grabbing the six flames and crushing them all.

“Do you think mere flames can harm me? Get the hell out, all of you!”

As the word “roll” was spoken, gales rose out of nowhere centered around Lu Tianxing, shredding the flames into pieces like blades slicing through the air. Lu Tianxing slowly walked out of the flames.

At this moment, Lu Tianxing appeared somewhat disheveled, his upper suit long gone to ashes, revealing his bronze skin. The hair on his head was burned clean by the flames, leaving a bald head, his body scorched and marked with traces of the Flame Saber strikes. Despite his appearance, Lu Tianxing’s momentum seemed increasingly formidable, as if he could freeze space.

“Boss.”

“Boss, you’re not dead?”

“Hahaha, that’s great, I knew you wouldn’t die, Boss.”

“Haha, Boss, your bald head sure is stylish. Looks like Tie Niu was right; to be stylish, a man needs a big bald head.”

Seeing Lu Tianxing emerge, Tan Lang, Po Jun, and others breathed a sigh of relief, joking about Lu Tianxing without any apparent concern for the imminent crises they faced. To them, from the moment they joined the mercenaries, they had long since accepted the prospect of life and death.

Seeing Lu Tianxing safe and sound, Bai Zhiqing in the car also let out a heavy sigh of relief, slowly unclenching her tightly gripped hands. She just knew, she just knew Lu Tianxing wouldn’t die.

“Not dead, how is this possible, and he seems even stronger than before. No, he’s treating Shankou Hongyi as a whetstone to hone himself. He wants to use Shankou Hongyi’s attacks to break through to the middle-stage Mythical Realm.”

Holder, seeing Lu Tianxing walk out, his pupils dilated, an astonished expression on his face. If before, Lu Tianxing felt like a fierce tiger, now he seemed like a Jiao Long, ready to transform into a true dragon at any moment.

He could not allow this to happen; no matter what, Lu Tianxing must die today. They must not let Lu Tianxing break through to the middle-stage Mythical Realm, or it would be exceedingly difficult to kill him.

“Godfather Billy, proceed with our plan, but don’t kill him, just seriously injure him.”

Holder’s eyes fixated coldly on Lu Tianxing; this was just the beginning—he intended to make Lu Tianxing live a life worse than death.

“Yes.”

The inconspicuous elderly white man standing beside Holder nodded lightly.

At that moment, Shankou Hongyi’s expression also turned grim and sullen. He hadn’t anticipated Lu Tianxing would still be full of vigor after enduring his attack. His tone turned slightly grim as he said, “Judge, I underestimated you; your life is indeed resilient. Unfortunately, this is the last time; next time you won’t be so lucky.”

Lu Tianxing coldly eyed Shankou Hongyi, speaking indifferently, “Likewise, I will take your head.”

“You’re courting death.”

As the word “death” fell, Shankou Hongyi moved again, his presence overwhelming, like a starving wolf pouncing at Lu Tianxing. However, this time he didn’t use the Flame Saber; he wanted to settle Lu Tianxing personally.