Beauty Chairwoman’s Bodyguard Expert

Capítulo 1402: Chapter 1395: Slaying Chang Sungsong

“Is that so? Well, remember this, when you meet King Yan, don’t forget the person who killed you is Lu Tianxing.”

Listening to Chang Sungsong’s words, Lu Tianxing’s eyes were icy, unmoved in the slightest. He took a step forward, his figure moving like lightning, appearing beside Chang Sungsong, raising his palm and striking down as if the sky was turning upside down. In his palm, True Qi surged like a tide, carrying the might of heaven and earth to suppress him.

“What terrifying power.”

Feeling the fluctuation of Lu Tianxing’s True Qi, Chang Sungsong’s pupils shrank suddenly, his eyes revealing a mocking smile. His arm trembled, and the longbow in his hand was immediately tossed aside. Likewise, his palm flipped, and True Qi spread out, directly deploying his proudest move, Soul Capturing Hand, enveloping Lu Tianxing’s head. The surging True Qi seemed to come alive, crazily swarming towards Lu Tianxing’s head.

Suddenly, Lu Tianxing felt his mind become somewhat hazy, as if something in his body was about to burst out, and his expression became somewhat dazed.

Soul Capturing Hand, a frightening skill that could manipulate a person’s mind with True Qi, could ensnare someone unknowingly, not even realizing how they died. Close combat was Chang Sungsong’s real strength, using a bow to attack Lu Tianxing was merely one of his tactics, which was why he showed no fear as Lu Tianxing charged at him.

“What an eerie True Qi fluctuation, actually causing my mind to waver. Unfortunately for you, you met me. The Creation Source Technique can refine all kinds of alien True Qi. Soul Capturing means nothing to me.”

Lu Tianxing let out a cold smile, the Creation Source Technique rumbling within him like a river washing through, and the invading alien True Qi vanished without a trace.

“What, that’s impossible, how could you completely expel my True Qi.”

At this moment, Chang Sungsong’s face changed drastically, unable to believe Lu Tianxing had expelled all his True Qi in an instant. Even more, he didn’t expect the power Lu Tianxing displayed to be so terrifying, far beyond ordinary middle-stage Mythical levels.

“Great Brahma Palm.”

Surprised by Lu Tianxing’s strength but not slowing down, Chang Sungsong immediately executed another supreme technique; the once eerie, soul-capturing True Qi vanished without a trace. A faint golden light spread from his palm, enveloping his entire body, his momentum overpowering.

The golden True Qi enveloped him, his arms moving, each hand transformed into a myriad of palm shadows. Each shadow pounded with terrifying might, like mountains collapsing and seas overturning. In an instant, countless palm shadows bore down on Lu Tianxing, threatening to crush him into pulp.

“Lu Tianxing, you should feel grateful. You’re the first in such a low realm to make me use the Great Brahma Palm. To die by my hand, you should count it as having completed your merit.”

Chang Sungsong said arrogantly, without any pause, unleashing palm shadows imbued with the power of a great mountain, pressing down on Lu Tianxing. Each shadow seemed to contain a Golden Armored Celestial, overwhelming in power, as if able to shatter even a giant mountain.

The palm shadows loomed like mountains, layer upon layer, crushing down with absolute force.

“Ha, is that so? Then I really should feel honored. Unfortunately, the one who will die today is you, not me.”

Lu Tianxing laughed aloud, and suddenly several True Qi arms emerged from behind him, all shaped by True Qi, not flesh and blood. Once again Lu Tianxing employed the six ultimate techniques he used to kill three strong foes from the Holy Mountain. True Qi roared as he simultaneously executed six different supreme arts.

One hand wielding the Unbeatable Emperor Fist, its force like a mountain; one hand with the Sky Flipping Seal, one seal flipping the sky; one hand with the Sword Technique, Sword Qi like waves, layer upon layer; one hand transforming into the Dragon Claw Hand, unstoppable; one hand using the Iron Blood Battle Halberd, blood and rust swirling around like a battlefield. The last hand carried no specific technique but fell with terrifying power, like a towering mountain crashing down. The golden palm shadows were torn apart instantly, like decay crumbling away.

“What, the Great Brahma Palm was actually broken! Is this guy really at middle-stage Mythical?”

Chang Sungsong’s face became incomparably grim, witnessing Lu Tianxing deploying six ultimate techniques at the same time, each with undiminished power. Such a massive consumption of True Qi was something even he couldn’t easily manage. But now Lu Tianxing, a mere newcomer to the middle-stage Mythical level, executed it effortlessly and fluently, which shocked him tremendously.

Lu Tianxing’s full-force deployment brought overwhelming pressure to Chang Sungsong. Lu Tianxing seemed like a human-shaped beast, pressing forward relentlessly. The Canglang Sword Technique cleaved forth, the sound of endless waves crashing echoed endlessly, wielding the power of rivers and seas to cleanse everything.

Iron Blood Battle Halberd pierced the air, swinging with the metallic taste of rust.

The Sky Flipping Seal, one seal flipping the sky, wielding overturning force, bore down, seemingly to shatter space.

Also came the Unbeatable Emperor Fist, and the Dragon Claw Hand howled forth, one move following another, each carrying an earth-shattering force, like mountains crashing down on Chang Sungsong, with unparalleled might.

“Great Brahma Palm.”

“Soul Capturing Hand.”

“Gentle Breeze Brushing Willows Hand.”

Facing Lu Tianxing’s ferocious attacks, Chang Sungsong had no opportunity to counterattack. He could only passively cope, deploying his most powerful techniques to resist Lu Tianxing’s terrifying assaults, because he discovered that Lu Tianxing’s attacks were simply too formidable, and a slight misstep might result in his death at Lu Tianxing’s hands.

“Huff!”

Lu Tianxing exhaled heavily, a frightening gleam suddenly shooting from his eyes, and he murmured in a low voice, “The time is almost up; it’s your time to leave.”

Before the words could fall, Lu Tianxing’s momentum dramatically soared, his attacks becoming increasingly fierce. Each strike was as swift as lightning, like a torrential downpour, leaving no room for Chang Sungsong to react. The unstoppable, thunderous force exploded without restraint, each wave stirred a gale that seemed capable of tearing the air apart. Attack after attack pressed down on Chang Sungsong like torrential raindrops.

Chang Sungsong was driven continuously backward by Lu Tianxing’s hits, his face flushing with unnatural redness. He felt as if Lu Tianxing’s strikes were like heavy hammers falling one after another, offering him no chance to catch his breath. His bones creaked under the wild blows, threatening to shatter like ceramics at any moment, and he thought in panic, “This… how is this possible? Hasn’t he only recently broken through to the middle-stage Mythical? How can he possess such terrifying power? What on earth is happening? I’m at the peak of mid-stage Mythical…”

“It’s not looking good.”

Wang Yang, the sword-bearing man who had been watching from the sidelines, was also greatly shocked by what he saw. He couldn’t believe that Lu Tianxing was pressing Chang Sungsong so relentlessly, and judging from Chang Sungsong’s condition, he didn’t even have the strength to retaliate. How could this be possible?

“I must step in, or Chang Sungsong will undoubtedly die.”

Wang Yang inhaled deeply, drawing his treasured sword once more. Without any flashy moves, the sword traced a straight path through the air, heading directly for Lu Tianxing’s heart.

This sword had reached the level of divine mastery, back to its natural state, lacking any excess maneuvers, yet it presented an unavoidable feeling, as though in that instant, you were locked by this sword, and no matter how you tried to dodge, the blade would inevitably pierce your chest.

“Do you think you can save him? Can you?”

Feeling the fierce sword intent coming his way, Lu Tianxing’s expression hardened, his attack speed increasing even more. With fists and palms shifting, he stirred the air, producing the thunderous sound of air being exploded. The Unbeatable Emperor Fist, Sky Flipping Seal, and Iron Blood Battle Halberd, one move after another, bombarded Chang Sungsong without any reservation, forcing him into head-on collisions without allowing any chance to dodge.

“Die for me.”

Lu Tianxing’s body suddenly shook, and the six ultimate moves, without any more concealment, all pressed down on Chang Sungsong.

“No… impossible, I won’t die, kill.”

Feeling Lu Tianxing’s assault, Chang Sungsong roared in fury, desperately agitating his True Qi in an attempt to fend off Lu Tianxing’s attacks.

Unfortunately, Lu Tianxing wouldn’t give him another opportunity to fight back. The True Qi, carrying thunderous power, crushed down, directly shattering his True Qi, and the relentless force continued from above, landing directly on his head.

Bang!

His head was shattered by the matchless force, which continued to press downward, his body exploding like a burst bamboo, layer by layer, into a shower of blood rain, vanishing without a trace once the force exhausted itself, leaving Chang Sungsong utterly gone.

“Ding!”

At this very moment, the sword light also struck heavily at Lu Tianxing’s chest, the immense force causing the Creation God Tripod to sway precariously, cracking in several places, Lu Tianxing’s whole body struck as if by lightning, involuntarily flying back, his face flush with a hint of crimson but quickly recovering.

Wang Yang, upon seeing that his Sword Qi hadn’t pierced through Lu Tianxing’s chest, slightly changed his expression, choosing not to attack Lu Tianxing again but instead gazing at him solemnly. He couldn’t imagine Lu Tianxing’s defense being so formidable; now he had to reassess Lu Tianxing’s strength.