Beauty Chairwoman’s Bodyguard Expert Chapter 1274: 1267: Clash with Shankou Hongyi

Chapter 1274: Chapter 1267: Clash with Shankou Hongyi

“Unbeatable Emperor Fist, the union of six fists.”

With a kick, Lu Tianxing sends Starving Ghost flying and roars angrily, True Qi surging and forming six thick, massive arms behind him. The True Qi churns violently as if it could crush the air, and the union of six fists presses forward like a collapsing mountain, fiercely aiming for the golden palm descending from the void.

“Bang!”

As if heaven and earth were shattering, two terrifying attacks collide together, creating a dreadful wave that sweeps the surroundings. The glass windows along the street appear to have suffered a devastating blow, shattering layer upon layer.

Lu Tianxing feels a terrifying force strike him, plumting him into the earth like a wooden stake, leaving only his upper body exposed.

“Boss…”

The faces of Starving Ghost, Po Jun, and others change drastically, ready to rush at Shankou Hongyi in hopes of stopping him and buying Lu Tianxing so ti.

“Starving Ghost, Po Jun, don’t worry about . Handle those pests around us; I’ll take care of this guy.”

With a tremor of True Qi, the dirt around Lu Tianxing explodes, and he charges out, coldly staring at Shankou Hongyi in the distance: “Brat, you think you can kill my brothers? Hmph, middle-stage mythical, is that all? You don’t even qualify to warm up.”

“Judge, no matter how sharp your tongue is, today you won’t escape death, not even a deity can save you.”

Shankou Hongyi’s eyes glare sinisterly at Lu Tianxing, filled with intense killing intent. Just from the brief skirmish earlier, he realizes how formidable Lu Tianxing is. Even he, faced with Lu Tianxing, must proceed cautiously and give it his all, or else he might et his end at Lu Tianxing’s hand.

“Today he must die, or letting him escape would be disastrous.”

With this thought, Shankou Hongyi commands sharply: “Chief Yue’er, Black Ghost, let’s join forces and kill the Judge to save ti.”

“No problem.”

“Great, I’ve been eager to taste Judge’s blood.”

The chief of the Jerviev family, Yue’er, and the leader of the Hell Ghost rcenary Corps, Black Ghost, exchange bloodthirsty smiles, filled with killing intent. Just now, the brief duel between Lu Tianxing and Shankou Hongyi made it glaringly clear: if they don’t kill Lu Tianxing now, they might spend their lives haunted by fear.

So, under any circumstance, the Judge must die!

“Kill!”

The two glance at each other, seeing the killing intent in each other’s eyes, and without hesitation, they rush towards Lu Tianxing.

“Want to trouble my boss? You’ve got to get through first before saying anything, Hell Ghost rcenary Corps, I’ve been waiting to wipe you out. Arican dogs.”

At this mont, a mocking voice reaches Black Ghost’s ears, and a sharp chill strikes unceremoniously at his throat. Before Black Ghost can react, the dagger is already close, leaving a blood streak even though he dodges swiftly.

Touching the blood on his neck, Black Ghost’s face shows a terrifying killing intent, snarling: “Starving Ghost, you’re courting death. Today I’ll make sure you beco a true ghost.”

With these words, Black Ghost charges directly at Starving Ghost. As he advances, his body grows trendously, originally nearly two ters tall, now transforming into a three-ter giant. Each step leaves a visible footprint on the ground. A punch crashes out with layers of explosive sound in the air, as though the air is being torn, revealing him as a superpower user of strength.

“Good, Black Ghost, play with your grandpa.”

Starving Ghost’s face shows a sinister smile, dodging the attack like a monkey.

In another direction, Yue’er’s charge towards Lu Tianxing is intercepted by Po Jun.

“Chief Yue’er, don’t your Westerners pride themselves on chivalry? Doesn’t two against one seem a bit off protocol?” Po Jun, clutching a serrated long blade, blocks Yue’er and speaks with a sneer.

“Po Jun, you’re asking for death.”

Yue’er glares sinisterly at Po Jun, with a gleam of caution in his eyes. Though his strength surpasses Po Jun slightly, in facing Po Jun, he still sees no chance of victory, for Po Jun is a madman of the Netherworld rcenary Corps, completely unafraid of death. It can even be said, even if dead, he’d bite a chunk off of you. Frankly, he’d rather face any of the eight leaders of the Netherworld rcenary Corps than Po Jun, and as for the Poison Master, he wouldn’t see her even if beaten to death, nor wants any entanglent with her.

The Poison Master, in the Netherworld rcenary Corps, is an even scarier lunatic than the Judge. Before you even et her, you’re already dead.

“Courting death? Chief Yue’er, you can try.”

With these words, Po Jun says no more and directly attacks Yue’er with a pitch-black, serrated long blade that slashes towards Yue’er. The two imdiately engage in a fight, with the saber light and supernatural abilities constantly colliding in the void, shredding the bodies on the ground.

Holder, beside whom the Red Cardinal and the Cross Expedition Army are engaged, is intercepted by Mu Qingchuan, Black Impermanence, White Impermanence, Asura, and others, splitting the battlefield into several segnts.

Holder sees this scene but does not join the fight, rely sneering coldly standing aside. Paying little heed to the spectacle, he whispers two words to an elderly Red Cardinal next to him and then stops speaking, watching the scene around him with a serene deanor.

Holder’s lack of intervention leaves Lu Tianxing wary, but the imdiate concern isn’t Holder; it’s Shankou Hongyi.

“Shankou Hongyi, your help’s gone. Do you think you can kill ?”

“Whether I can kill you or not, you can try.”

Shankou Hongyi’s eyes flash fiercely as he suddenly roars, pouncing towards Lu Tianxing like a fierce tiger, covering over ten ters with a step, his hands morphing countless tis like innurable palms falling from the void, enveloping Lu Tianxing: “Judge, today is your death day…”

Yet before finishing, he suddenly feels a shroud overhead, a massive palm looming and enveloping him, crushing all encompassing palm prints.

“What, it’s broken, Judge, I underestimated you.”

Shankou Hongyi’s expression changes, stunned that his move was effortlessly countered by Lu Tianxing, his eyes brimming ever more fiercely with killing intent. He takes a deep breath as his palms suddenly ignite with infinite flas, the blaze transforming into a fla saber light with scorching heat, aid at slaughtering Lu Tianxing.