The sword was like a shooting star, bringing with it the sound of tearing air, and in an instant, it reached Lin Baichuan, intending to cut off his head.
How could Lin Baichuan let him have his way? The moment Lu Changkong made his move, Lin Baichuan reacted instantly. As the long sword approached, he immediately performed an Iron Bridge, dodging the fatal blow, and then fiercely drew his blade.
Clang!
The clang of the blade was like thunder, and the Transcendent Seven Kill Blade Technique instantly erupted. With a single slash, the long blade fiercely struck Lu Changkong's Spiritual Artifact sword.
Immediately, with a loud bang, Lu Changkong's Spiritual Artifact sword was actually sent flying by Lin Baichuan's single strike.
"How is that possible!"
Lu Changkong was stunned, exclaiming in disbelief, "My Ice Glaze Sword is a Spiritual Artifact, yet your long blade is merely a common grade. How could it clash head-on with a Spiritual Artifact sword without breaking..."
"What if it's common grade? A common grade can still cut your Spiritual Artifact sword."
Lin Baichuan sneered, taking a step forward. He charged towards Lu Changkong like a fierce tiger, his battle blade vibrating in his hand. The Seven Kill Blade Technique instantly erupted to its peak, further enhanced by the Minor Achievement Realm of Blade Intent.
Clang...
A single slash, swift as lightning, with Killing Intent surging.
Lu Changkong felt his body tremble. His mental will instantly fell into boundless darkness, as if suppressed by a mountain. This mountain was not an ordinary mountain, but a mountain of blades, containing astonishing Evil Qi and Killing Intent, making him shiver all over and tremble uncontrollably.
Now, with a single slash, his entire body shuddered.
"Damn it, it's Blade Intent..."
Lu Changkong bit the tip of his tongue, the pain spreading throughout his body. He instantly recovered from Lin Baichuan's Blade Intent suppression, his mental will awakening immediately. He broke out in a cold sweat and subconsciously activated his Spiritual Artifact long sword, fiercely bringing it to meet Lin Baichuan's battle blade.
Whoosh... Clang...
A muffled sound erupted. The moment the blade and sword collided, the battle blade in Lin Baichuan's hand suddenly vibrated, as if transforming into a mountain of blades descending, once again sending Lu Changkong's long sword flying. This single strike unleashed his Physical Body strength of one hundred thirty thousand jin, further empowered by the Transcendent Seven Kill Blade Technique and Minor Achievement Blade Intent. The power of this single strike likely exceeded one hundred thousand jin.
Lu Changkong's Spiritual Artifact long sword was powerful, but it couldn't withstand a blow exceeding one hundred thousand jin. The long sword was directly sent flying, but Lin Baichuan's strike didn't stop there. It struck Lu Changkong's body with astonishing Evil Qi.
The long blade cut through him like tofu, almost dismembering Lu Changkong.
The powerful impact directly sent Lu Changkong flying back, spitting blood. After violently smashing through the door and wall of the private room, he crashed into the main hall outside.
In an instant, the previously lively hall erupted into chaos. Everyone scattered in fear.
"Ah..."
A shrill scream rang out. Lu Changkong was now writhing on the ground in pain, a long, neat blade wound on his body, almost completely severing his bones. His stark white bones were instantly stained red with blood, and then the blood gushed out like a spring.
The pain of broken bones was naturally heart-wrenching.
Lu Changkong's entire face was twisted, his body convulsing non-stop, a truly gruesome sight.
"Young Master..."
"Young Master..."
Only then did the few guards who had followed Lu Changkong, along with Yuan Ningdong and Yun Xi, regain their senses. Seeing Lu Changkong lying on the ground screaming, with blood gushing like a spring, everyone's expressions changed drastically. They instinctively cried out and rushed towards Lu Changkong.
Immediately following, the four guards' eyes suddenly revealed cold Killing Intent. They charged directly towards Lin Baichuan, simultaneously roaring, "Dare to injure Young Master? Today, you must die! Kill..."
All four of them drew their blades simultaneously, intending to kill Lin Baichuan in one fell swoop, to give an explanation to the Lu family and to Lu Changkong.
"Scram!"
Lin Baichuan snorted coldly, immediately activating the Golden Bell Shield, which had already reached its seventh layer. The internal Qi surged within his body, and the skin all over his body seemed as hard as iron.
Clang!
Clang, clang, clang!
...
In one breath, he blocked the attacks of the four guards. Their battle blades struck his body, yet it was as if they were striking metal. No matter how they attacked, he remained unharmed. The four long blades only left four shallow marks on his body.
"Damn it, how is that possible!"
The four exclaimed in unison, their faces filled with disbelief.
Although their strength was not as great as Lu Changkong's, they were all masters who had stepped into the Eighth Grade Bone Tempering Realm. A single slash from them likely carried tens of thousands of jin of force.
But now, they couldn't even break a bit of Lin Baichuan's skin and flesh. This was simply invulnerability!
"You all should also taste this strike of mine."
After Lin Baichuan blocked the attacks of the four guards, his pupils slightly narrowed. His long blade vibrated, and in an instant, he unleashed four strikes, simultaneously striking the four guards.
Pfft...
Pfft...
As the four strikes landed, the four guards were immediately split in two, all severed into two halves. In an instant, blood splattered and gushed like a spring, instantly soaking the ground crimson. The smell of blood filled the entire Baicao Hall.
At this moment, the Baicao Hall instantly descended into chaos.
Screams of agony, panicked fleeing, and those trying to fish in troubled waters—all mixed together, turning the Baicao Hall into a complete mess.
But now, no one was managing these things. Yuan Ningdong and Yun Xi, as the managers of Baicao Hall, were already dumbfounded. Lu Changkong was severely wounded, and the four guards he brought were directly dismembered. The strong smell of blood stimulated their ears, noses, and mental will, instantly turning their faces pale and making their entire bodies tremble.
All of this happened too quickly, so fast that they didn't even have a chance to react, let alone pay attention to the chaotic scene within Baicao Hall.
"I had intended to let you live for a while longer, but unfortunately, you didn't value your life and insisted on seeking death!"
Lin Baichuan, holding his blood-stained long blade, walked step by step towards the severely wounded and screaming Lu Changkong.
From the tip of the blade, blood dripped one drop after another, the sound faint, but to Yun Xi and Yuan Ningdong, it was like the reverberation of a great bell, striking their hearts.
"Lin Gongzi, you cannot kill the Young Master! This is making an enemy of the entire Lu family!"
Just as Lin Baichuan walked within ten steps of Lu Changkong, Yuan Ningdong finally couldn't hold back and stepped forward. He immediately bowed to Lin Baichuan and said, "I have heard a little about Lin Gongzi's matters, rising from obscurity, becoming a Demon Slayer Guard of the Demon Suppression Division from an ordinary person. This journey has not been easy.
Therefore, do not, due to a moment of impulsiveness, ruin your promising future.
My Young Master is currently an official, holding a position in the City Guard. If you insist on killing him, it would be harming a court official, and Lin Gongzi, you should be very clear about the gravity of such a crime..."
"He actually holds a position in the City Guard!"
Lin Baichuan frowned deeply. If that were truly the case, then this matter today would be troublesome. At the very least, killing Lu Changkong wouldn't be so easy.
Many thoughts instantly surfaced in Lin Baichuan's mind. He held his battle blade horizontally, immediately bringing it with sharp force to Lu Changkong's neck, instantly scaring Lu Changkong half out of his wits, making his entire body tremble.
Lin Baichuan, however, sneered coldly, "Hand over the xuanyang fruit, or be careful with your life..."
