<h4>Chapter 1577: Chapter 1570: Time for You to Go</h4>


    Lu Tianxing suddenly felt as though everything before him had transformed into a world of fire. An intense heat surged towards him, with mes shooting up all around, seemingly intent on turning the sky and earth intova.


    "Lu Tianxing, die for me!"


    Qian Bao’s voice echoed in the air, carrying an extreme murderous intent.


    "You want to kill me? Do you think you can? The one who will die today is you. Invincible King Fist, unyielding in attack, undefeatable in battle."


    Facing this overwhelming ze, Lu Tianxing’s expression remained unchanged. Holding Luan Hongyue in one arm, he stood motionless. As the mes roared towards him, his body subtly shook, and the Unbeatable Emperor Fist was unleashed in a punch.


    Though this punch seemed fierce, it emitted no smoke or explosive aura. Yet, it gave off the feeling of an ancient beast awakening. A punch was thrown, without causing the sky to crumble or releasing any aura, but all the mes dissipated cleanly upon encountering the Invincible King Fist. The entire fiery world seemed to be washed away, revealing Qian Bao’s figure. His six arms were like a crushing machine, pressing through the void, striking directly at Qian Bao’s leg, and prating back into his body.


    Qian Bao’s face showed disbelief. He could not fathom such a thorough defeat – defeated by just one punch.


    Before Qian Bao could react, he felt a terrible force erupt from within, as if tearing him apart.


    "No..."


    Qian Bao let out a hysterical scream, and like an inted balloon, he burst into a rain of blood, dead beyond any doubt.


    After killing Qian Bao, Lu Tianxing didn’t pause. The Invincible King Fist was unleashed again, shattering Brother Dao’s descending de into pieces.


    "Now it’s your turn."


    Lu Tianxing fixed his gaze on Brother Dao and Zhang Hu, eyes gleaming with astonishing killing intent. The killing aura umted from countless battles emerged without reservation.


    The temperature around suddenly plummeted.


    He had always hated anyone who dared to harm those close to him. Anyone who touched his people, regardless of who they were, must die.


    "Lu Tianxing, do you really think you can take us?"


    Brother Dao’s face was grim as he looked at Lu Tianxing, filled with dread.


    "Take you? No, no, I’m not taking you; I’m sending you on your way. Hong Yue, take a rest here, don’t worry. I’ve already dealt with the hidden rat. Once I ughter these two ants, I’ll send you home." Lu Tianxing looked at Luan Hongyue, whose face was slightly pale, and spoke softly.


    "Hm!"


    Luan Hongyue nodded. Although she was just an ordinary Martial Artist, even a Yellow-level Martial Artist, it didn’t mean shecked insight. From Brother Dao’s earlier sh with Lu Tianxing, it was clear their strengths wereparable. If she stayed by Lu Tianxing’s side, she’d only be a burden.


    "A rat? Did you kill the Divine Gun?" At this moment, Brother Dao suddenly spoke, his tone revealing uncontainable killing intent and ferocity.


    The Divine Gun was his brother, one of life and death. Had it not been for Divine Gun saving his life back then, he might have died. Lu Tianxing imed to have killed the hidden rat, and that person must be Divine Gun.


    Feeling the killing intent emanating from Brother Dao, Lu Tianxing smiled mockingly, speaking calmly, "So that’s his name, Divine Gun. I wondered why he hid like a rat. Unfortunately, I’ve already broken his neck, so don’t be angry. You’re next."


    "Kill me, Lu Tianxing? With just you? Die for me!"


    Hearing Lu Tianxing’s words, Brother Dao’s eyes filled with rage. He roared, lunging at Lu Tianxing, the long de in his hand subtly flickering, unleashing a terrifying aura that enveloped Lu Tianxing. A wailing sound suddenly appeared, transmitting into the ears and inducing a splitting headache.


    "Mad Demon Saber Technique!"


    Brother Dao’s saber technique is known as the Mad Demon Saber Technique, characterized by its fierceness and brutality. When unleashed, it transforms the wielder into a frenzied saber demon, shing wildly. Each strike is elusive, akin to an antelope’s horn, and the ferocious aura on the de captivates the mind. Martial Artists with a weaker mentality can be overwhelmed by this madness, unable to resist.


    "Mad Demon Frenzy."


    The de lights were shadowy andyered. Lu Tianxing suddenly felt countless wailing sounds in his ears, which couldn’t be blocked even if he sealed his hearing. They drilled into his mind, provoking an urge to bash his own head.


    "What a great opportunity."


    Seeing Lu Tianxing ensnared by the de shadows, Brother Dao’s eyes lit up with a fierce killing intent. Without hesitation, he swung the de down, the unpredictable de light crashing down with overwhelming force, aiming to cleave Lu Tianxing in two.


    This saber strike was as fast as lightning, barely giving Lu Tianxing any chance to react. In the blink of an eye, it was already in front of him.


    Seeing that the saber was about to fall, Lu Tianxing, who was standing still, suddenly curved his lips into a bloodthirsty smile. His eyes snapped open, and a startling killing intent erupted from his body.


    "Not good."


    Feeling the killing intent emanating from Lu Tianxing’s body, Brother Dao’s expression instantly turned ugly. He clearly saw that Lu Tianxing was affected by the Mad Demon Saber Technique; how could he have recovered so quickly? How is this possible?


    Instinctively, Brother Dao didn’t hesitate for a moment, quickly changing his attack, switching from a chop to a sweep, aiming to slice Lu Tianxing’s head.


    However, before Brother Dao’s attack couldnd, Lu Tianxing’s True Qi surged forth and instantly transformed into an Iron Blood Battle Halberd. It moved as quickly as lightning and carried a strong iron blood aura, giving Brother Dao no chance to react. It tore through all his True Qi defenses and pierced his heart.


    "No... this is impossible. I don’t believe it. Weren’t you just recently at the Middle-stage Mythical? How could you kill me?"


    Though Brother Dao’s formidable vitality at the Peak of Mid-stage Mythical still hung on hisst breath, he gazed incredulously at the Iron Blood Battle Halberd protruding from his chest.


    When Sun Xiong found him, he just told him that Lu Tianxing had only recently entered the Middle-stage Mythical. But now, where Lu Tianxing’s strength resembled someone who’s just entered the Middle-stage Mythical, it was clearly stronger than his. Even Martial Artists who had just entered the Late Stage of Mythical might not match up to Lu Tianxing.


    "It’s time for you to depart."


    Listening to Brother Dao’s murmuring voice, Lu Tianxing’s eyes showed no fluctuation. He dissipated the Iron Blood Battle Halberd and stomped Brother Dao’s head into pieces.


    This scene unfolded too quickly. As fast as lightning, within a few breaths, Qian Bao and Brother Dao were both dead at Lu Tianxing’s hands.


    "Not good, run."


    Zhang Hu, who hadn’t had the chance to act, saw this scene, and his expression changed drastically. Without any hesitation, he dashed like lightning directly toward the exit of the abandoned warehouse.


    "Run, do you think you can escape?"


    Seeing Zhang Hu’s stance, Lu Tianxing curved his lips into a bloodthirsty smile. His figure moved slightly, appearing like a ghost, and in the blink of an eye, he was beside Zhang Hu.


    As Lu Tianxing appeared in front of him in an instant, Zhang Hu’s expression changed dramatically. Without hesitation, he raised his fist and punched at Lu Tianxing. The furious True Qi burst forth, transforming into a gigantic fist, pressing forward like a mountain, seemingly intending to force Lu Tianxing back and buy himself some time to escape.


    In the face of Zhang Hu’s ferocious punch, Lu Tianxing didn’t even think of dodging, directly throwing out his own punch.


    "Bang!"


    The violent True Qi was instantly shattered by the punch, and rather than retreat, Lu Tianxing advanced, stepping forward and letting their two fists collide fiercely in mid-air.


    "Crack!"


    The sound of bones breaking suddenly rang out, like bamboo splitting. Layer byyer, it burst apart. The arm Zhang Hu had used to collide with Lu Tianxing’s exploded instantly, turning into a rain of blood. Some tendons, bones, and flesh hung from his shoulder, creating a terrifying sight.


    "Ah!"


    Zhang Hu couldn’t help but let out a pig-like scream. Before Zhang Hu could make any move, he suddenly felt his neck tighten, as Lu Tianxing grabbed him by the throat and lifted him into the air.


    "Tell me, how do you want to die?"


    Lu Tianxing’s voice was cold to the extreme, devoid of any emotional tone.


    "What... do you want to do?"


    With Lu Tianxing’s grip around his neck and the severe pain from his arm, Zhang Hu’s face looked extraordinarily twisted, yet a trace of undeniable fear lingered deep in his eyes.


    In just one encounter, Brother Dao at the Middle-stage Peak Mythical died, Qian Bao at the Middle-stage Mythical also died, and even the Divine Gun hidden in the shadows couldn’t even let out a scream before being finished by Lu Tianxing. If Lu Tianxing hadn’t decided not to kill him earlier, that punch might have imed his life. How could he not feel fear?


    Listening to Zhang Hu’s words, Lu Tianxing showed a bloodthirsty smile on his face: "You kidnapped my woman, and now you’re asking what I want to do? Don’t you find this question utterly ridiculous?"


    As he spoke, Lu Tianxing suddenly released his grip on Zhang Hu’s neck. Before Zhang Hu couldnd, Lu Tianxing abruptly raised his right foot and kicked forward fiercely.