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After all, Lu Xuan's nonchalant and masterful demeanor exudes a high level of sophistication.
He said if he wanted to kill us, he would definitely kill us.
Such nonchalance, such a simple style of portraying a powerful figure, such an aloof and superior attitude—he'll definitely wipe us all out!
Everyone: [Nods in confirmation.JPG]
The nine Quanxing demons used their respective methods to surround and attack Lu Xuan.
Just now, wanting to show Mad the power of his iron head, he channeled his Qi to the top of his head and charged forward with his big bald head.
A bald head gleamed with a metallic sheen, harder than gold or iron.
Just as it was about to collide with Lu Xuan, the air in front of it suddenly twisted and solidified into a tangible sword aura, which flashed past like a thread.
The Quanxing man's body suddenly froze in mid-air, blood lines appearing all over his body, and then his entire body, along with his iron head, turned into a pile of minced meat.
Having witnessed the iron-headed methods, Ma De hardened his heart, flashed behind Lu Xuan, and channeled his Qi to throw a punch.
The punch was powerful and heavy, striking Lu Xuan's back.
But before he even reached Lu Xuan, a vortex of energy seemed to appear in front of him.
The force of the punch was completely absorbed by the vortex, and even the fist was swept away by the vortex, uncontrollably striking its own chest.
With both fists slamming into his own chest, Ma De's fists shattered his internal organs, killing him instantly.
Seeing that things were going badly, another member of the Quanxing faction quickly slid down and knelt on the ground.
“I surrender to this Taoist priest. I am willing to withdraw from Quanxing.”
Quanxing prostrated himself and kowtowed frantically.
"Please, spare my life..."
Lu Xuan didn't say anything and walked past him.
The Quanxing member was panting heavily, his eyes shining with the excitement of surviving a disaster.
Then an irresistible force suddenly struck, pressing his head down and slamming it violently to the ground.
*Thud!* The head of the Quanxing member shattered on the ground like a watermelon.
The Quanxing, who had just been clamoring to teach Lu Xuan a lesson, picked up a hoe from the ground and smashed it down on Lu Xuan's head with a powerful blow.
It was about to hit Lu Xuan, but for some reason, it seemed as if another force was applied to the hoe.
Before Quanxing could even reach Lu Xuan, the hoe had already swung down with tremendous force.
The hoe swept through the air 360 degrees, bending strangely into a circle, and struck the back of his own head in a bizarre way.
His head was smashed open by the hoe, the body swayed, and then collapsed to the ground.
Lu Xuan glanced at it, his eyes full of approval.
This person truly meant what he said; he did indeed show me the color—the blood was quite red.
Another person panicked and tried to escape, but it seemed he couldn't stop himself and was pushed forward by a force.
Finally, under horrified gazes, he crashed headfirst into the mine and died.
Lu Xuan walked without stopping, as if strolling leisurely through the encirclement of the Quanxing group.
Without using any special techniques or special effects, but only using Tai Chi energy and basic sword light, these Quanxing members died on the ground without any power to resist.
Seeing his Quanxing subordinates almost all killed or wounded in an instant, Shen Chong, who had survived to the end, was filled with panic.
His habit is to plan carefully before acting, which can be translated as being afraid of death.
Sending these cannon fodder subordinates to their deaths was a test of Lu Xuan's methods.
Good news: Lu Xuan is very strong, and my test was not in vain.
Bad news: He's too strong, so much so that it's impossible to discern what Lu Xuan's methods are.
From Shen Chong's perspective, Lu Xuan seemed to have done nothing, and his Quanxing followers appeared to have died out of thin air as if they had committed suicide.
What methods did he use?
Shen Chong: “(???')”
Amidst panic and chaotic thoughts, Lu Xuan had already walked up to me.
Looking at Shen Chong in front of him, Lu Xuan spoke.
"The seed of trouble?"
Chapter Seventeen: Shout out from prison, and everyone will claim innocence.
We can't beat them, we absolutely can't beat them.
Before they even exchanged blows, Shen Chong was certain that he was no match for Lu Xuan.
Seeing Lu Xuan deal with his subordinates as easily as chopping vegetables.
He felt like he had just entered a BOSS room in a game, but before the BOSS even walked in, his health bar and title had already entered.
It's a crushing defeat in terms of art style and sophistication.
"If you think my nickname is inappropriate, I can change it."
Shen Chong raised his hands, his bespectacled face displaying a kind and innocent expression.
"Actually, I'm innocent too."
Shen Chong raised his hands in defense of himself.
"In business, you need to talk about demand. If there are buyers, then there will be sellers!"
"I didn't force them to take out the loan, I didn't do anything!"
"What does it have to do with me? They're the ones begging me to lend them Qi."
Shen Chong looked at Lu Xuan, who was so close to him, his face full of deep affection.
"They made their own choice, didn't they? People are responsible for their own actions, so what does their death have to do with me?"
Shen Chong grinned, a slight sneer curving his lips.
"It's like...you have to die too!"
Before he could finish speaking, Shen Chong had already channeled his Qi and, with a cold smile, struck Lu Xuan's middle dantian with all his might.
The four madmen of Quanxing: wine, lust, wealth, and anger, are never good at it.
A sneak attack is just the most basic tactic.
The palm strike was boundless, carrying a powerful aura as it pierced through the air and struck Lu Xuan's middle dantian.
Middle Dantian: Located at the Tanzhong acupoint in the chest, it is where the ancestral energy gathers, also known as the Crimson Palace.
If injured here, death is certain.
Moreover, Shen Chong was confident that with the quality of his Qi, even if the Celestial Master were caught off guard and received a palm strike from him, he would be seriously injured.
The Taoist priest in front of me looks handsome...
No! Yes, although he looks impressive, he's ultimately too young.
With a single palm strike, a powerful gust of wind swept across the ground, leaving a long, intricate mark stretching for over ten feet on the ground and stone walls.
But the feedback was like... a stone thrown into the sea.
Shen Chong's smile froze on his face.
He subconsciously tried to withdraw his strength, but felt that Lu Xuan seemed to be surrounded by an invisible force.
Its power is inexhaustible, generating countless unique forces, easily catching his palm strike.
This method of generating countless forces seems to be the Tai Chi force of Wudang?
How is that possible? How can Tai Chi be so powerful?
Shen Chong's face was full of astonishment.
The relay, neutralization, and the generation of hundreds of different forces are indeed the mysteries of Wudang Tai Chi.
But Wudang has been dormant for a long time, is Tai Chi really that powerful?
How could my all-out sneak attack be so easily caught?
The force swirled like a vortex, catching Shen Chong's palm strike and even his entire body's energy, and even more powerfully engulfing him completely.
The next moment, Lu Xuan's power surged into a tornado, with gusts of wind engulfing Shen Chong.
"Spare me..."
Before Shen Chong could finish speaking, he was swept up by a tornado and didn't even have time to react or put up a fight.
Countless strange forces struck him head-on, and Shen Chong felt that they even included his own palm strikes.
In the violent storm of energy, Shen Chong's body was crushed inch by inch, and the gale-force winds shattered his meridians.
Then the gale dissipated, and Shen Chong's body crashed heavily to the ground.
Shen Chong's battered body crashed heavily to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of turbid blood mixed with fragments of internal organs.
"How... how is it possible?"
Shen Chong clutched his chest and vomited blood, his face filled with terror.
His meridians and cultivation were completely destroyed.
"Spare me! Spare me!"
Shen Chong lay on the ground, weeping as if in remorse.
"Master, I'm now a cripple, please spare my life!"
"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot, why not grant me this request?"
He seemed to have a sudden realization and repented when facing Shen Chong.
"Excuse me, I am a Taoist priest."
"If you want to see Buddha, I will send you to see the Western Paradise right now."