150: Trying to escape

But Lu Ming had clearly been on guard against this move for a long time!

The moment the Saintess recovered her movement and just started to flee, saber light flashed, and a sharp aura instantly released from the gilded long blade. The next moment, several chilling Protective Auras struck her body.

Puff, puff, puff!

Blood gushed out, and the sharp Blade Aura even penetrated her flesh, tearing open cracks in the Saintess's meridians.

With a pale face, the Saintess dared not stay for a moment, desperately fleeing towards the outside of the Golden Lotus Temple.

Seeing the Golden Lotus Sect Holy Maiden, full of terror and utterly dishevelled, flee into the distance, Wu Lei and the others behind Lu Ming were all stunned, feeling somewhat surreal for a moment.

The demon's aura was extremely terrifying, like a mountain pressing down on them, these Initial Realm Martial Artists. They even found it hard to breathe during the confrontation.

But who knew, the moment Lu Ming made his move, the gloom that had appeared in their hearts was instantly shattered. The seemingly powerful demon couldn't last long in the hands of the Qianhu and was heavily wounded and defeated.

One must know that it was a Peak Realm Demon! Even if Lu Ming was also an Extremity Realm martial artist, this resolution was a bit too decisive.

"Is this Lord Lu's strength?" Wu Lei swallowed, watching Lu Ming, who shook the blood off his saber and pursued, a sense of awe rising deep within his heart.

He finally understood how terrifying the being who could single-handedly face a heavily wounded Dao Realm expert on Qingfeng Mountain and kill him truly was.

"Brothers, follow up! With Lord Lu here, these evil spirits won't have a chance to cause trouble at all," Wu Lei shouted confidently. With Lu Ming as their backing, they were full of confidence.

With that said, the group quickly gave chase.

In the empty Golden Lotus Temple, two figures, one green and one black, swiftly moved through it.

Fleeing in front was naturally the heavily wounded Golden Lotus Sect Holy Maiden. At this moment, her face was filled with terror, and even the last trace of her composure had vanished with that saber strike.

She forcibly mobilized the power within her demon core, barely breaking through the sealing technique. But after this ordeal, the Saintess's entire demon body became incredibly weak, completely lacking the strength to contend with Lu Ming.

Watching Lu Ming, who was in close pursuit and getting closer and closer, the fear of death made the Saintess feel a chaotic helplessness for the first time in her life.

She knew that once she was caught, it would mean death, and a particularly gruesome one.

The commotion from the battle was immense, and many Protectors who had joined the Golden Lotus Sect and possessed martial arts skills gathered together.

Upon seeing the blood-stained figure, whose face they could vaguely recognize as the Saintess, those Protectors stopped in their tracks, their minds blank as they watched her flee in a panic.

"All of you, go! Stop that guy behind me!" The Saintess's eyes lit up. She couldn't care about anything else and immediately shouted.

At the Saintess's command, the Protectors all looked towards Lu Ming behind them. They saw his indifferent expression, and an extremely violent aura emanated from him. As Lu Ming's gaze swept over them, everyone he looked at felt a chill.

These Protectors might be capable against ordinary people, but the Evil Qi on Lu Ming was almost overflowing, which made these Protectors with shallow martial arts skills feel fear.

"A bunch of useless things! Whoever can stop that guy, I'll promote him to Priest, allow him to use a Blood Pill, and reward him with a thousand taels of gold!" the Saintess said, exasperated.

As the saying goes, a heavy reward brings brave men. As Protectors of the sect, they naturally knew the Saintess's status in the Golden Lotus Sect branch in Xianshui Town.

If they could seize this opportunity, it would undoubtedly be a step to heaven for them, leading to endless glory and wealth.

"Villain, where do you think you're going!" A burly man shouted, emboldened, and swung the iron rod in his hand towards Lu Ming.

With that roar, several more Protectors stepped forward simultaneously. They looked incredibly excited, thinking that with their numerical advantage, they could stop Lu Ming in front of them.

Lu Ming watched the charging Golden Lotus Sect Protectors with cold eyes. He lightly tapped his foot, and his entire body leaped into mid-air. Then, a cold light flashed, sweeping past the necks of several people.

The movements of swinging sabers, spears, and iron rods froze in mid-air. The next second, several heads slid off their necks, rolling a few times before stopping. Looking into their pupils, the several people seemed not to have realized they had been decapitated, their eyes full of bewilderment.

"Golden Lotus Sect members collude with demons and are considered traitors. They shall be killed according to the law," Lu Ming said indifferently.

The remaining Protectors heard the cold words and were all intimidated by his sharp and decisive methods. Especially after hearing these words, they felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

"Kill!" At this moment, they had no chance to regret. Wu Lei and the other Initial Realm Martial Artists who had followed them had already swung their sabers, and their obstruction had already sealed their death sentence.

Pleading and wailing sounds arose. These mere twenty-odd Protectors of the Mortal Realm could only bully ordinary people, but against the Demon Suppression Division Martial Artists who had fought demons for many years, they had no room to resist at all.

The Saintess didn't spare another glance. She couldn't help but curse inwardly, thinking that she had nurtured these guys on weekdays, but at the critical moment, they were all useless.

Looking at the large door ahead, she knew her last chance of survival was there.

"Once I escape today, I will definitely make that madman pay!" the Saintess thought in her heart, her face utterly ferocious.

Suddenly, a gust of wind howled behind her, and a needle-like chill rose on her back. Horror surged in her heart. She turned her head in disbelief, seeing a pair of indifferent eyes.

"How is this possible!"

This thought flashed through her mind. Just as she was about to dodge, she saw Lu Ming's five fingers, like iron pincers, firmly grasping her delicate face. The next second, the Saintess felt her entire body lose control.

Bang!

Her body heavily slammed into a nearby red-lacquered pillar. In the explosive sound, a dent was actually smashed into the red-lacquered pillar, and spiderweb-like cracks quickly spread.

Feeling as if her bones and muscles had been fractured by the impact, the Saintess's eyes showed terror. The Qi and blood within her body churned uncontrollably.

"Wait, I..." the Saintess pleaded mournfully.

At this moment, she was truly afraid. This man in front of her was more cruel than a demon, like a Vicious Beast opening its bloody maw and grinning menacingly, ready to feast at any moment.

However, Lu Ming paid no attention. He repeated his previous action, smashing the opponent's head against the red-lacquered pillar again and again until her head was broken and bleeding.

Thick blood flowed down the red-lacquered pillar to the ground, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

"If you want me to die, you won't have an easy time either!" The Saintess looked at the extremely indifferent man in front of her with venomous eyes. She let out a shrill scream, green demonic light gathered in her palm, and she struck out with a palm.