Beauty Chairwoman’s Bodyguard Expert

Chapter 1339: Chapter 1332: Soul-breaking Dagger

“Alright, I’ll tell you who sent me. The person who sent me is…,” Ghost Claw looked at Lu Tianxing and began to speak, but a cold, murderous intent flickered in the depths of his eyes. As long as Lu Tianxing got within three meters of him, he could completely kill Lu Tianxing, even though Lu Tianxing was a middle-stage Mythical.

Lu Tianxing seemed to ignore the murderous intent in Ghost Claw’s eyes, walking towards him while listening to his words.

“The person who sent me is…”

Ghost Claw deliberately slowed his speech. As Lu Tianxing approached within three meters, a cold light suddenly burst from his eyes: “The person who sent me is King Yan from Hell, and he wants me to send you to Hell, die!”

Before the sound fell, Ghost Claw’s body pounced on Lu Tianxing like a spring. His arm moved, and a blood-red dagger with a blood groove appeared suddenly, fiercely stabbing towards Lu Tianxing’s chest, eyes filled with madness. He didn’t wish for an intact corpse; what he craved was survival, not leaving an intact corpse.

At three meters, combined with this dagger that specializes in breaking True Qi and blood-poison that seals the throat, how could he not be doomed? A middle-stage Mythical is certain to die.

Ghost Claw’s eyes revealed a frantic and fierce light. How could a middle-stage Mythical stand a chance? If he killed Lu Tianxing, he could go abroad and live freely.

“Humph!”

Lu Tianxing looked at the dagger in Ghost Claw’s hand, a gleam of familiarity flashing in his eyes. A sense of danger erupted from his heart. Without any hesitation, he instantly retreated backward, and at the same time, a strand of True Qi whistled out, transforming into a beam of sword light, directly slashing towards Ghost Claw’s arm.

“Pshhh!”

This beam of sword light was as fast as lightning, giving Ghost Claw almost no chance to react, directly severing the hand holding the dagger.

Before Ghost Claw could make a sound, Lu Tianxing reached out and clutched Ghost Claw’s throat, stifling his voice in his throat.

“Swoosh!”

Gripping Ghost Claw’s throat, Lu Tianxing, with his other hand, grabbed his severed limb mid-air, along with the splattered blood in his hand. In a flash, he appeared on the balcony, jumped off, and in several blinks, he was on the rooftop of another building opposite.

“Bang!”

Lu Tianxing casually threw Ghost Claw to the ground, and with the other hand, a tremor of True Qi made Ghost Claw’s severed hand explode into a spray of blood, leaving only the dagger floating before Lu Tianxing.

He then grasped the dagger, his gaze landed on Ghost Claw, and in an indifferent tone, he said, “Can you now tell me who sent you to kill me? Don’t tell me you’re just an assassin who takes money to eliminate disasters for people. I’m afraid an assassin can’t afford a Soul-breaking dagger.”

The Soul-breaking dagger is an extremely special dagger, rumored to be forged from meteorite fragments through a special Secret Technique. For a Martial Artist, the Soul-breaking dagger is a deadly weapon.

Especially for an assassin, it’s practically a divine artifact, as it can ignore the True Qi defense of a Martial Artist, easily tearing it apart even if it’s Mythical. But the number of Soul-breaking daggers is extremely scarce, even less than one in ten. The main reason is that a family capable of forging Soul-breaking daggers was wiped out, leaving no survivors, and the method of forging them was destroyed along with the daggers, ensuring no threat existed.

Since then, the number of Soul-breaking daggers became extremely limited, each valued at a fortune. Now, for an assassin to have such a dagger, coated with deadly poison, was obviously intent on killing him, indicating there had to be someone guiding him. Lu Tianxing didn’t believe an assassin could afford such a dagger otherwise.

“Who… who on earth are you.”

The intense pain from his severed arm made Ghost Claw’s face extraordinarily menacing, with deep fear in his voice.

He couldn’t imagine Lu Tianxing’s strength being so terrifying, a twenty-something middle-stage Mythical; how could that be possible? Even the elite-gathering Yanhuang Group didn’t have anyone so formidable. Such a person growing up was almost guaranteed to be an unbeatable late-stage Mythical and potentially advance to an Earthly Immortal level.

If he had harbored any fluke beforehand, there was none left now. He understood that in front of a middle-stage Mythical, even in his prime, he was no opponent, let alone now with a severed hand. Now, he just wanted to know who this person before him was, whether he was the Third Young Master of Lu Family.

“Who am I?”

Lu Tianxing’s lips curved into a bloodthirsty smile, “You came to my room to assassinate me, and now you ask who I am? Don’t you find that question utterly ridiculous?”

As the words fell, Lu Tianxing suddenly kicked out.

Ghost Claw instinctively tried to dodge upon seeing Lu Tianxing’s move. Unfortunately, how could he possibly evade?

“Bang!”

The kick landed on Ghost Claw’s chest, directly kicking him several meters away like a ball.

“Puff!”

Ghost Claw only felt his chest tearing apart, mouth spraying a gush of blood as he fearfully looked at Lu Tianxing.

“Don’t test my patience. I’m giving you one last chance. Name the mastermind, and I’ll give you a quick death, or I won’t hesitate to let you know what it means to be cut by a thousand blades.”

Before the voice fell, a monstrous killing intent erupted from Lu Tianxing, enveloping Ghost Claw. Immediately, a bloody, ferocious, violent aura continuously assaulted Ghost Claw’s mind, making him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave, his whole body cold, seeming to freeze even his soul.

Feeling the dreadful killing intent, Ghost Claw knew if he didn’t speak, Lu Tianxing would indeed cut him by a thousand blades.

“If… if I tell you, would… would you let me go?”

Ghost Claw’s voice was filled with deep fear, with a trace of resentment in his eyes. All of this was due to Fang Yaowu’s unclear information. Had he known Lu Tianxing was a middle-stage Mythical expert, he wouldn’t have come to assassinate Lu Tianxing even if it killed him.

Even if he died today, he wanted the Fang Family to be buried with him. Had Fang Yaowu not sent him to kill Lu Tianxing, he wouldn’t have offended such a terrifying person. He must make the Fang Family pay the price.

“Do you think you have any other choice now?”

Lu Tianxing looked at Ghost Claw, his voice icy to the extreme.

Faced with Lu Tianxing’s icy gaze, Ghost Claw trembled, his voice tinged with horror as he looked at Lu Tianxing, swallowing hard, “It was… it was Fang Yaowu who sent me to kill you.”

“Fang Yaowu?”

“Yes, it was indeed him who sent me. He resented you for crippling Fang Tian and Fang Heng and making him kneel, so he found me to get rid of you, eliminating future troubles altogether.”