Chapter 50 (2/2)

It happened just as Luo Ying’s subordinates were trying to think of a plan to accomplish the mission their mistress Luo Ying had assigned them.

The main door was kicked open, and a young man strode in.

“Where’s Luo Ying?” the young man demanded in a loud voice.

“Are you… that Lu Xuan?” The men all looked towards the young man. Wasn’t this Lu Xuan kid one of the people that Luo Ying had asked them to investigate during this period?

Their brains shut down for a moment. According to the information they received, Lu Xuan should be a normal person without any cultivation, but now he was kicking down the door with one kick and aggressively confronting them.

Lu Xuan scanned the roomful of Luo Ying’s subordinates. There were about a dozen of them, and among them was a number of burly strongmen. One could tell at a glance that these men practiced martial arts. Their temples were bulging, a sign that their level of cultivation was not low.

However, the other men came in all shapes and sizes and had very unusual appearances.

There was one whose entire body was red like flames, one with fists that looked like boulders, and another one who had sprouted a pair of wings on his back.

These men were obviously not average cultivators but Awakened.

They must have eaten some kind of fruit to manifest these strange and varied forms.

The men recognized Lu Xuan, and Lu Xuan, in turn, recognized them as well. In his past life, he had a honeymoon period with Luo Ying, so, needless to say, he knew that these men were all Luo Ying’s subordinates.

Back then, when Lu Xuan had uncovered Luo Ying’s sinister intentions and made an enemy out of her, some of the men who came after his life were these men here.

“I guess it’s true that enemies often cross paths!” Lu Xuan grinned widely as he remarked. He was all too aware of who these people were, and not a single one of them was a good person.

This group was specially gathered together by Luo Ying to do the Luo family’s dirty work.

“I’ll ask you one more time. Where is Luo Ying?” Lu Xuan demanded again coldly.

“You’re really courting death. You think you have the right to say the mistress’ name like that?” One of the strongmen stood up, stretching out a hand as large as a straw stool to grab Lu Xuan by the head.

However, before his hand even reached Lu Xuan, a long sword made of condensed Spiritual Qi came chopping down, slicing off the strongman’s arm in the blink of an eye.

Splurt!

The burly man screamed out in pain as his arm dropped to the floor with a thud, fresh blood splattering out from the wound.

“Aaah!” The strongman scurried backward, his ferocious gaze giving way to a look of terror.

It was as though he had seen a beast and a devil!

“Do I have the right to say it now?” Lu Xuan asked, staring at them icily.

In a flash, the men had sprung to their feet, looking at Lu Xuan with eyes full of horror.

“Let’s attack him all at once. I don’t believe that he can deal with all of us by himself!” one of the men shouted out. They were shaken to their core, as the strength Lu Xuan displayed was far too powerful, overturning everything they thought they knew.

Whether it was among the Awakened or the cultivators, such a fearsome power did not exist.

In a moment, the men pounced together like starving wolves towards Lu Xuan.

Still, Lu Xuan did not panic, spreading out his palm to condense a mass of Spiritual Qi in his hand, and shaping it into the form of a long sword.

The long sword flashed out, and in an instant, one of the strongmen was slashed in two. The fresh blood gushing out was stopped by Lu Xuan’s Shield of Vigor.

These men were either cultivators, or the Awakened, or warriors, and each one of them was more valiant than the last, but none of them could block a single blow from Lu Xuan.

In the time span of a few short breaths, Lu Xuan had slain all of them, leaving no survivors.

In that few moments, the entire villa was covered in corpses, flowing with rivers of blood.

Lu Xuan did not even blink at the sight. He had seen his fair share of scenes of carnage in his past life, and even a sight a hundred times gorier than this would not be enough to move him.