Beauty Chairwoman’s Bodyguard Expert
Chapter 446 - 444: Exploding the Little Devils (First Update)

Chapter 446: Chapter 444: Exploding the Little Devils (First Update)

"Lu Tianxing, do you realize what you’ve done? Didn’t I tell you to stop? Didn’t you hear me? Who gave you permission to kill him? Do you know who he is? He is Ye Lang, the leader of the Night Wolf Mercenary Group. Do you have any idea how important he is to us? Who allowed you to act? Do you no longer have any regard for the Yanhuang Group? Do you want to make an enemy of the entire Yanhuang Group?"

It was only after Lu Tianxing killed Ye Lang that Duan Blade and Jiao Long appeared here. Glancing at the corpse of Ye Lang, Duan Blade roared with fury at Lu Tianxing, his eyes filled with a chilling intent to kill.

Having captured Ye Lang alive would have been a great accomplishment; now that he was dead, capturing him was utterly pointless.

"Whether I’m an enemy of the Yanhuang Group or not is not for you to say. Who do you think you are, barking at me like this? Have you forgotten the lesson from last time? Do you really think the Yanhuang Group can cover the sky with one hand? Believe it or not, I could slaughter you right now, and not a soul in the Yanhuang Group would utter a word."

Lu Tianxing looked at Duan Blade, a flicker of murderous intent passing through his eyes. If Duan Blade spoke another word, he wouldn’t mind killing him too.

Seeing the killing intent in Lu Tianxing’s eyes, Duan Blade’s face drastically changed. The image of him being stepped on by Lu Tianxing resurfaced in his mind, and he involuntarily took several steps back, his complexion turning pale with fear, completely intimidated by Lu Tianxing.

Looking at Lu Tianxing’s contemptuous gaze and the mocking looks from those around him, Duan Blade’s face became even more sullen and unsightly. A hint of venomous resentment flashed through his heart. He was from the Yanhuang Group; even Heaven-level Martial Artists were expected to give way to them, which was the confidence underlying his previous berating of Lu Tianxing. However, he had not expected to be embarrassed by Lu Tianxing’s actions, igniting a killing intent within the normally revered Duan Blade.

Especially when he saw Lu Tianxing kill Ye Lang, a strong greed uncontrollably flashed in the depths of Duan Blade’s eyes. Who was Ye Lang? The leader of the Night Wolf Mercenary Group, a famed Mythical Level Martial Artist. According to the information from the Yanhuang Group, Lu Tianxing was just a Martial Artist at the Heavenly Peak level. To kill a Mythical Level Martial Artist with Heavenly Peak strength required not just courage but power. Lu Tianxing’s ability to kill Ye Lang meant only one thing: he possessed a heaven-defying Cultivation Technique that allowed him to cross the chasm between the Heavenly and Mythical levels and to challenge beyond his rank.

"There must be a powerful Cultivation Technique on Lu Tianxing."

The thought alone intensified the greed in Duan Blade’s heart, making him wish he could immediately capture Lu Tianxing and force the secrets of the Cultivation Technique from him. With that technique, why should he have to consider others’ opinions in his actions? He could be the next Sima Lingyun, the future leader of the Yanhuang Group.

Though his greed intensified, Duan Blade did not show it, still wearing a face full of fury as if he were very angry, masking his true thoughts.

"Remember, don’t come bothering me, or I won’t mind making you stay in Modu forever. Yanhuang Group, besides a few old immortals and Sima Lingyun, none of you dare to fight me."

Lu Tianxing swept his indifferent gaze over everyone, his cold eyes making everyone shiver from head to toe.

Sheathing his Iron Blood Battle Halberd, Lu Tianxing walked toward the direction where Bai Zhiqing was hiding.

"Whoosh!"

The moment Lu Tianxing turned around, a flash of cold light suddenly appeared, the katana’s blade, as quick as lightning, aimed for Lu Tianxing’s neck.

Recognizing the familiar katana, a brutal light erupted in Lu Tianxing’s eyes, and he casually slapped at the sword with his hand.

The air exploded instantly, and the katana, upon meeting Lu Tianxing’s hand, shattered to pieces. His palm struck the void, blasting a ninja into a cloud of blood and gore.

"What? This bastard is so strong, he can actually explode a person alive."

Xue Bing, who had just arrived on the scene after Ye Futu, witnessed Lu Tianxing obliterate a figure shrouded in black before her eyes, the blood raining down with the wind, an appalling sight.

Taken aback, Xue Bing quickly grew angry. As a police officer brimming with a sense of justice, Lu Tianxing’s act of killing in front of her was a blatant provocation.

Just as she was about to rush out, Ye Futu, beside her, hurriedly reached out to stop her.

"Xiao Bing, what are you doing?"

"Chief, he killed someone, I have to stop him," Xue Bing said discontentedly, looking at Lu Tianxing.

Ye Futu looked at Xue Bing speechlessly. While the police force needed officers full of justice like Xue Bing, timing was critical. They couldn’t handle matters involving Martial Artists, and didn’t she see that even the people from the Yanhuang Group were just standing by, not daring to act?

"Calm down, Xiao Bing. If you keep being impulsive, believe it or not, I’ll transfer you to the traffic police. Besides, this matter isn’t for us to handle; it’s for them to manage."

Ye Futu cast his gaze toward Jiao Long and Duan Blade, who were standing motionless beside him.

Upon glancing at them, Xue Bing muttered discontentedly, "Bullies the weak and fears the strong, all of you."

Her voice was soft, but for Martial Artists, it was no different than whispering in their ears.

Hearing Xue Bing’s mutter, Jiao Long inwardly sighed. The purpose of the Yanhuang Group was to maintain peace in the martial world, not to prevent killings. Moreover, these little devils had the audacity to come to China to murder, they deserved their bad luck. And it wasn’t like the Yanhuang Group didn’t have issues with the little devils to begin with.

And to expect them to stop Lu Tianxing was a joke. Lu Tianxing was already not on good terms with them, and now he seemed on the verge of a rampage. Who knew if he would mistake them for the little devils and slaughter them too? Then they would indeed be crying without tears.

"Little Japs, you’re far too arrogant! I couldn’t find your lair last time, but now you even dare to come here; it seems like you’re tired of living. Since that’s the case, I’ll send you on your way today."

Lu Tianxing stood still with a face full of chilling murderous intent. His body trembled as waves of True Qi burst forth from him like an ancient colossal beast awakening.

"Baka yarou, kill, kill him!"

An enraged voice came from the void.

"Baka your grandpa, die."

Lu Tianxing’s eyes flashed fiercely, and in a blur, he appeared within the void.

His five fingers formed a claw, and with a grab in mid-air, he directly pulled a ninja out of the void. Lu Tianxing placed his palm on the ninja’s head, and without giving him any chance to react, he expelled his True Qi, instantly shattering the ninja into a shower of blood.

Savage, domineering, bloodthirsty.

Lu Tianxing’s actions caused everyone’s expressions to drastically change. They too had killed before, and they had seen death, but they had never encountered someone as brutally efficient as Lu Tianxing, who scattered bodies into nothingness.

Xue Bing’s eyes widened with disbelief at the scene before her, smelling the blood that wafted over, only feeling a surge of nausea. Although she was a police officer and had seen many crime scenes, compared to what was happening now, those were minor—hardly worth mentioning.

The others didn’t fare much better, with pale faces and chills throughout their bodies, looking at Lu Tianxing with eyes filled with fear.

"Tsk tsk, quite a number of you, eh? A dozen ninjas, tsk tsk, and even an Earth-level Peak ninja leading you. Good, good, I’ll slaughter you first and then take out your lair, sending them to join you on the etherworld road."

He sensed Bai Zhiqing’s direction, and after realizing there were no ninjas around her, his eyes immediately shot out a frigid gleam. His arms slowly lifted and instantly turned into a series of afterimages, pressing down from all directions.

His palm was like the sky, his True Qi wild, nearly overturning the entire space as numerous palm images struck into the void, as if intending to shatter the very heavens and earth.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

Sounds like exploding balloons kept erupting; with each palm strike, one could visibly see bursts of blood erupting out of nowhere.

After a dozen strikes, the entire sky seemed to be dyed red, the thick scent of blood spreading out, nauseating to behold.

Lu Tianxing stood amidst the void like a Killing God, his gaze unchanged.

"Not killing you doesn’t mean I can’t find you. I initially wanted to keep you alive to find your lair, but since you’re so eager to die, I’ll grant your wish right now."

Lu Tianxing sneered and reached toward Bai Zhiqing’s direction, directly pulling a short ninja out of the void.

Lu Tianxing’s fingers clamped on his neck, "Tell me, who exactly are you and how many of you are in Modu?"

"Baka yarou..."

The Earth-level Peak ninja’s face twisted with viciousness. Just as he was about to curse out loud, a crisp sound of bone-crushing was heard—Lu Tianxing had squeezed and broken his throat.

"If you don’t want to talk, then go tell King Yan."

Lu Tianxing tossed the body aside like garbage, his expression unchanged. Since he wanted to be a Death Soldier, why should Lu Tianxing bother keeping him alive?

Xue Bing, Ye Futu, and the others watched the scene in a daze. The void was blood red, and in a few short breaths, more than a dozen ninjas met their end at the hands of Lu Tianxing.

Especially the way Lu Tianxing ruthlessly crushed the neck of the Earth-level Peak ninja, it sent a shiver through everyone, leaving their backs cold, and they looked at Lu Tianxing with fearful eyes.

Merciless killing; this guy was definitely a merciless killer. The ease with which Lu Tianxing crushed the life out of that Earth-level Peak ninja made everyone feel as though he hadn’t killed a person, but rather had wrung the neck of a chicken with just a small effort.

Jiao Long looked towards Lu Tianxing in the void, his face filled with shock and a touch of frustration. He had dealt with these Japs and even killed them before, knowing full well how troublesome ninja can be.

Though the Jap ninjutsu was a stolen art from China’s Five Elements Escape Technique, it must be said, it had caused plenty of Martial Artists trouble, often leaving them unprepared. A moment of inattention, and you could be stealthily killed by these fellows.

But in Lu Tianxing’s eyes, these Jap ninjas were no different from ants, lacking even the strength to resist before being crushed to death.