Beauty Chairwoman’s Bodyguard Expert

Capítulo 1288: Chapter 1281: You Can’t Kill Him

“Light Sword, strike!”

Suddenly, Holder unleashed a brilliant radiance, channeling his light superpower into a sword, imbued with a sharp aura, slashing towards Lu Tianxing’s chest.

This was Holder’s desperate attack. If he could kill Lu Tianxing, it would be perfect. Even if he couldn’t kill Lu Tianxing, as long as he could seriously injure him, he might be able to escape.

However, Lu Tianxing seemed oblivious to the light sword piercing towards his chest. He gently breathed in and then out, and a stream of white gas flew from his mouth, hitting the light sword and shattering it into pieces.

“A very good attack. If I hadn’t broken through to the middle-stage mythical realm, perhaps you would have embarrassed me, and even escaped. But alas, you will never know the terrors of Chinese martial arts. Now, you’re no different from an ant in my eyes.”

Lu Tianxing, as if he’d done something trivial, moved his foot away from Holder’s face: “Holder, do you know why I don’t kill you outright?”

Holder, hearing Lu Tianxing’s words, instinctively asked: “Why?”

“Because…”

Lu Tianxing’s expression turned icy, his voice filled with bloodthirsty intent and wrath: “Because I want to slice you into a thousand pieces and execute you!”

Upon hearing Lu Tianxing’s words, Holder’s face turned pale, his voice tinged with fear: “You… you can’t do this. I’m the Holy Son of the Church…”

“What of the Holy Son of the Church? Holder, do you know what I hate the most in my life? It’s people bullying my woman. You did well, making my woman kneel to you; you’re bold, fat with courage. Today, I’ll open up your chest and see if you ate a bear’s heart and a leopard’s guts,” Lu Tianxing said coldly.

With that, Lu Tianxing lifted his foot and kicked Holder’s chest hard.

“Crack!”

Accompanied by the sound of bone breaking, Holder’s body flew uncontrollably backward.

“Bang!”

Holder’s body slammed heavily onto the ground, and scarlet blood sprayed from his mouth instantly. His face showed a look of pain and more shock and fear.

He had underestimated Lu Tianxing too much. He hadn’t thought Lu Tianxing would dare risk being hunted by the Church to kill him.

Holder struggled to get up from the ground, his face grimacing with rage, shouting: “Judge, if you dare kill me, the Church will surely avenge me; they’ll tear you to pieces…”

Lu Tianxing’s expression remained unchanged, cold as ever: “What of the Church tearing me to pieces? Alas, you won’t see any of that. I said today, even if the Pope comes, you will not escape death. Holder Owen, Holy Son of the Church, prepare for your death.”

Holder’s body shook violently, his voice trembling: “You… you dare, Judge, you can’t kill me, you can’t…”

For a moment, Holder was utterly terrified, his body trembling. Suddenly, as if reminded of something, he whipped his head around, fixing his gaze on Bai Zhiqing, shouting: “Zhiqing, save me, please let Judge spare me, I know my mistake, and I’ll never dare again. I beg you, let Judge spare me; as long as he lets me go, I swear I’ll never bother you again or appear before you.”

Bai Zhiqing remained silent, her expression icy as she looked at Holder, without any trace of mercy. She would not plead for Holder. If Lu Tianxing had not broken through at the last moment, not only he but also Bai Zhiqing, Tan Lang, and Po Jun would have died. She truly didn’t like Lu Tianxing killing people, but she wasn’t naive.

After experiencing so much, Bai Zhiqing had come to understand that if you didn’t want to die, you had to be more ruthless and brutal than others; good-hearted people never live long in this world. Moreover, Lu Tianxing and Holder were irreconcilable foes. Sparing Holder now would be like letting a tiger return to the mountain, something she would never do.

“Have you finished speaking? If you have, it’s time for you to go. Oh, no, I should say I’ll send you to meet your God. Doesn’t the Church often say when people die, their souls go to heaven? I’m now sending you to heaven to meet your God ahead of time.”

Lu Tianxing slaughterously eyed Holder, his gaze cold and gleaming, invoking a chilling fear.

“Hahaha…”

Seeing Lu Tianxing’s cold gaze, Holder suddenly laughed, his voice filled with savagery: “Kill me, Judge, if you dare come kill me. But it won’t be long before you join me, the Holy Mountain and First Killer Silent Annihilation are searching for you; once they find you, your end will arrive. Not just you, everyone around you will die, I’ll be waiting for you in the etherworld…”

“Is that so? That’s none of your concern. Starving Ghost, give me your dagger, today I want to slice him into a thousand pieces, make a skeleton and send it to the Church,” Lu Tianxing said, looking at Starving Ghost.

“Here.”

Starving Ghost showed no hesitation, throwing the dagger to Lu Tianxing without any pause due to Holder’s status—a man in life must dare to kill, being afraid of this or that is no true man.

Lu Tianxing caught the dagger deftly, holding it in his hand, said calmly: “Have you prepared for death?”

“Lu Tianxing, he’s the Holy Son of the Church; you can’t kill him.” Seeing Lu Tianxing really intending to slice Holder into pieces, Mu Qingchuan finally couldn’t help but speak up.

Lu Tianxing heard this, looked up at Mu Qingchuan, and said icily: “So what? Can he kill me, but I can’t kill him? Daring to make my wife kneel to him, even if it’s the king of heaven, I’ll kill without hesitation.”

Upon hearing Lu Tianxing’s words, Mu Qingchuan couldn’t help but shiver. He felt as if Lu Tianxing had transformed into a different person; his voice was calm, yet it made one’s spine chill, like falling into an ice cellar, especially those eyes—void of emotion, an indifference to life that invoked a terrifying fear.

“But do you know what the consequence of killing him will be? You’ll become a public enemy of the entire Western World. The Church’s influence is vast; I think you’re even more aware than I am. He is the Holy Son of the Church; if you kill him, it will surely provoke the Church’s wrath, which is no benefit to you.” Mu Qingchuan took a deep breath and said.

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