<h4>Chapter 1823: Chapter 1816: The Terror of Sima Lingyun</h4>


    Upon hearing Sun Yaoyang’s hysterical words, Lu Tianxing and Sima Lingyun felt an inexplicable sense of foreboding rise in their hearts.


    "Group Leader Sima, look quickly, they have bombs on them."


    At that moment, Jiang Tianbao cried out in extreme rm.


    "What?"


    Hearing Jiang Tianbao’s voice, Sima Lingyun and Lu Tianxing’s expressions changed dramatically. They looked over and saw that everyst remaining person of the Sun Family was strapped with bombs. If these people rushed onto the ship, the consequences would be unimaginable.


    "Sima Lingyun, we must join forces and absolutely prevent them from rushing onto the ship."


    Lu Tianxing shouted angrily, facing this group’s suicidal tactics. He might escape, but Bai Zhiqing and the others certainly couldn’t. If these people got aboard and detonated the bombs, the destructive force would not be as simple as one plus one equals two.


    "Kill!"


    With a furious roar, Lu Tianxing didn’t hesitate, directly charging at the people brought by Sun Yaoyang. No matter what, he had to stop them.


    "Lu Tianxing, your opponent is me."


    At this moment, Sun Yaoyang, who had been silent, finally took action. Five fingers wed, and a Tang de on the speedboat hovered into the air,nding in his hand. With a sharp aura, he shed directly at Lu Tianxing’s throat.


    As the de descended, Lu Tianxing instantly felt a terrifying crisis rise in his heart, giving him the feeling of being unavoidable.


    Before approaching the Tianbao, Sun Yaoyang had already taken the Angry God Pill, breaking through to thete stage of Mythical. He needed to deal with Lu Tianxing within the shortest time; otherwise, he might die here today.


    So, from the very start, Sun Yaoyang nned for a quick battle, leaving no room for mercy, aiming to finish Lu Tianxing with one de.


    "ng."


    The attack roared in,nding on Lu Tianxing’s throat, but couldn’t prate his Protective True Qi. A divine tripod soared from Lu Tianxing’s body, surrounded by an ethereal mist that blocked the attack and shattered the Tang de.


    "Impossible."


    Sun Yaoyang’s expression changed drastically. His attack had used all his strength, yet it couldn’t even break Lu Tianxing’s defense. This made Sun Yaoyang’s face turn extremely grim; how could Lu Tianxing’s power be so terrifying?


    "Judge, leave these ants to me; you finish off Sun Yaoyang."


    "Four Seasons Sword Technique, Spring Rain As Silk."


    At that moment, a cold voice sounded out of nowhere.


    Sima Lingyun’s figure suddenly soared into the air, fingers spread wide, his swordsmanship shifted, sword qi surging skywards to transform into a whirlpool of True Qi, stirring the air and warping light. Though it was deep autumn, in that instant, it felt like spring had arrived, with soft spring rain from the sky.


    Those Sun Family’s Death Soldiers, viciously rushing toward the yacht, all stiffened, suspended in mid-air, motionless. The entire space seemed frozen, as the gentle spring rain fell on them, softening their menacing expressions.


    "Swoosh!" "Swoosh!" "Swoosh!"


    Suddenly, the piercing sounds of flesh being prated by des echoed. In Jiang Tianbao and his bodyguards’ terrified eyes, streams of blood burst from the bodies of the Sun Family’s Death Soldiers. In an instant, each was like a broken sieve, riddled with holes, dropping into the water, as thick blood scent filled the air, a faint blood mist rose with the sea breeze.


    Terrifying!


    Utterly terrifying!


    Sima Lingyun’s sword shocked everyone; nobody thought he would ughter the twenty-odd people in one strike.


    Especially since the sword was gentle as a drizzle, without a hint of fireworks, which paradoxically was fatal sword qi, terrifying because who could imagine gentle rain transforming into a deadly weapon?


    It’s deep autumn; perhaps it felt less dramatic, but if in early spring, when rains are frequent, this move would be far more terrifying, blending rain and sword qi so one couldn’t tell what fell, leading to a silent death.


    "Gulp."


    Jiang Tianbao, standing beside Sima Lingyun, couldn’t help but swallow, gazing at Sima Lingyun with undisguised fear.


    After ying the Sun Family’s Death Soldiers, Sima Lingyun didn’t continue, but withdrew his sword qi, standing calmly on the deck, watching Lu Tianxing and Sun Yaoyang, clearly abstaining from involvement.


    "Group Leader Sima, you..."


    Seeing Sima Lingyun’s actions, Jiang Tianbao beside him wanted to say something, but before he could, Sima Lingyun quietly stated: "I won’t interfere; the matter Lu Family’s Third Young Master caused naturally needs him to resolve."


    From the moment Sima Lingyun acted, Sun Yaoyang recognized him, hence he remained unmoved by the ughter. Hearing Sima Lingyun’s words now allowed Sun Yaoyang to breathe a little easier. If Sima Lingyun and Lu Tianxing joined forces, killing Lu Tianxing would be tough, but with Sima Lingyun’s non-interference, Sun Yaoyang was sure he could kill Lu Tianxing. His death would be at peace.


    "Sun Yaoyang, do you think Sima Lingyun not intervening means you’ll easily kill me?"


    Lu Tianxing seemed aware of Sun Yaoyang’s thoughts, coldlyughing, he said: "With your half-bakedte stage mythical power?"


    "Half-baked?"


    Sun Yaoyangughed coldly, eyes fierce: "Even half-bakedte stage mythical power can kill you, Lu Tianxing. Today I’ll make this your grave."


    "My grave? Sun Yaoyang, with you?"


    Lu Tianxing replied indifferently: "Your so-called strength, probably gained by some secret technique, an illusoryte stage mythical, you think you can kill me?"