<h4>Chapter 321: Chapter 319 Lightly Outlined</h4>


    "Bang!"


    As Lu Tianxing’s footnded, a footprint instantly appeared on the bulletproof steel door, and a muffled sound echoed throughout the corridor, making the entire building seem to tremble. Cracks swiftly spread across the surrounding walls, and a shower of debris and cement dust cascaded to the ground.


    Lu Tianxing nodded in satisfaction and lightly kicked the steel door.


    "Bang!"


    A cloud of dust rose as the steel door tilted inward, forcibly opened by his effort.


    The entire study was brilliantly lit and filled with the faint scent of sandalwood; indeed, several people were present. A few lean but exceptionally vigorous men stood in front of the desk, and a middle-aged man with neatlybed hair and a refined dress sat calmly there, showing no sign of distress.


    "Young man, you’ve got quite the skill."


    A calm, slightly deep and husky voice rang out, originating from the schrly-dressed man in the study—he was none other than the Sword Alliance’s Alliance Leader Chen, Chen Dao.


    "Thank you for thepliment."


    With a faint smile, Lu Tianxing’s gaze swept over Chen Dao, then he leisurely sat down on a nearby sofa, appearing asfortable as if he were in his own home, paying no mind to the six martial artists standing behind Chen Dao.


    Chen Dao, observing Lu Tianxing, felt a cold glint sh in his eyes and said without a trace of a smile, "Young man, you are very confident. I wonder what offense my Sword Alliance hasmitted to warrant such a forceful entry, this campaign against my people."


    "It’s nothing serious, just that some people have made me very unhappy, and I couldn’t help it. I have this odd habit—if someone makes me ufortable, I make sure they’re ufortable for life."


    Lu Tianxing said with a light smile, his gaze scanning the surroundings. In Chen Dao’s study, most of one wall was upied by a bookshelf holding a vast collection of domestic and international books. On the desk beside ity the Four Treasures of the Study, apparently used for calligraphy practice.


    It was hard to imagine that an underworld titan, whose hands were stained with blood, would have time to practice calligraphy.


    "It seems that you enjoy reading books, Alliance Leader Chen."


    Chen Dao frowned slightly, uncertain of Lu Tianxing’s demeanor, "I asionally cultivate my sentiments. As the ancient saying goes, ’In books, one finds beauty like jade. Reading keeps one’s mind clear at all times.’ Moreover, nowadays, sess doesn’te from mere fighting and killing. Hot blood will only get you killed faster."


    Lu Tianxing nodded in agreement, "Well said. If your men had half your wit, you wouldn’t have to die today."


    "What do you mean by that?"


    Hearing this, Chen Dao’s expression darkened immediately, his eyes harboring a chilling murderous intent, "Young man, you seem overly confident. With just you alone, you think you can take down my Sword Alliance?"


    Lu Tianxing shook his head, "No, no, I don’t have such capability. I just need to take you down. Without you, the Sword Alliance is nothing but a scattered pack of y dogs, easily crushed."


    "Young man, it seems you do not understand your current situation. I admit that you have some strength, but you should not havee here," Chen Dao said, confident of his victory.


    "Just with them?"


    Lu Tianxing’s gaze swept over the six Xuan-level martial artists behind Chen Dao, acknowledging their respectable strength.


    "Indeed, just with them."


    Chen Dao nodded and pped his hands. Six martial artists standing behind him swiftly surrounded Lu Tianxing in the middle, their energy firmly locking on to Lu Tianxing. Any slight movement from Lu Tianxing would result in a thunderous attack.


    "Young man, I admit your strength is formidable. Initially, I wanted to recruit you to be the vice alliance hierarch of the Sword Alliance, second only to one but above tens of thousands. However,ter on, I changed my mind," Chen Dao said slowly while fiddling with the jade ring on his finger.


    "Why?"


    "Because you’re too defiant and out of my control, so I think it’s better to eliminate you, using your blood to warn those who dare to challenge the Sword Alliance."


    Chen Dao’s voice was very light, as if he were casually chatting with an old friend.


    "Likewise, I also think this way. Killing you would warn those who covet my wife," Lu Tianxing said with a light chuckle.


    "Is that so?"


    Chen Dao chuckled, then suddenly sat up straight and shouted fiercely, "Kill him."


    His eyes emitted a cold light; Chen Dao’s refined facepletely changed, bing sinister like a poisonous snake, giving others the chills, losing all his former refinement.


    "Hehehe, big brother, leave it to me."


    An emaciated man who was a Xuan-level martial artist, perhaps seeking to earn favor, made the first move. His fingers formed into a w—he didn’t use his True Qi but went straight for Lu Tianxing’s cor with Grasping Hand, believing that no matter how strong Lu Tianxing was, at best, he was a Yellow-level Martial Artist without even a fluctuation of True Qi. He thought he could bully the Sword Alliance members who were not martial artists downstairs, but there was no need to use True Qi against such an individual.


    But he miscalcted, as his reaching hand was immediately caught by Lu Tianxing, who seized his wrist and then pulled with force, lunging forward, and in no time, Lu Tianxing’s other hand was on his head. Pushing it down onto the ss coffee table with a smash, the sound ’bang’ rang out as the ss coffee table shattered into pieces, and the burly man dropped to the ground, lifeless.


    Two shards of ss were embedded in his forehead, prating deep into his skull; not even a Daluo Immortal could save him now.


    Lu Tianxing stood up, his smile turning into a cold killing intent as he spoke softly, "Alliance Leader Chen, it seems your subordinates aren’t very impressive. Today, you’re all doomed to die."


    Chen Dao’s facial expression slightly altered; he looked at the scene with some astonishment mixed with a trace of disbelief. He was very clear about the strength of his bodyguards; even without using True Qi, they were not something an ordinary Martial Artist could handle. But he never expected that his bodyguard wouldn’t even have the strength to struggle and would be directly killed by Lu Tianxing.


    A look of surprise shed across Chen Dao’s face, but he quickly recovered and shouted sternly, "Attack together, kill him!"


    The remaining few, also startled, immediately drew their concealed weapons and collectively struck at Lu Tianxing. For a martial artist, in closebat, a gun is cumbersome.


    Now that he had decided to kill, Lu Tianxing no longer held back. He struck with ferocious killing intent, his hands like dragon ws materializing from thin air, directly seizing the neck of a big man and twisting forcefully.


    Everyone heard a ’crack’ beside their ears, then saw the burly man slump to the ground from Lu Tianxing’s hands like a mound of mud, twitching twice before lying still, another one dead.


    Afterwards, Lu Tianxing pressed down with a palm, directly pping another approaching man to death.


    Chen Dao watched Lu Tianxing with an almost terrified expression, starting to feel a chill in his heart. Though he was no stranger to killing, he had never seen such a method of murder. This way of killing was incredibly cold-blooded; killing a man as if squashing an ant, effortlessly, as if human life was as insignificant as dust.