76: Died with hatred

The cold Qi gathered around her gradually dissipated, and the fire butterflies that flew towards her also turned into specks of light and vanished without a trace.

However, such consumption was nothing to Luo Hongzhuang. Her eyes narrowed, and a dangerous glint flickered within her beautiful pupils.

He Qingyun immediately felt it was thorny. Although he was also at the Perfected Extreme Realm, and had reached this Realm for more than ten years, logically speaking, his accumulated foundation should be deeper than the opponent's.

However, after exchanging blows, He Qingyun realized that the Cultivation Technique his opponent Cultivated was far superior in grade to his own, and with exceptional talent, his Cultivation of these Cultivation Techniques had reached a very high Realm.

This also caused He Qingyun, who originally intended to suppress his opponent, to become the suppressed party once they engaged in combat.

Lu Ming looked up, gazing at the grim-faced He Qingyun, and he could feel a strong killing intent from the other's pupils.

"You shouldn't look at me like that," Lu Ming said softly, holding his saber towards him, his words filled with sincerity.

He was not someone who easily sought trouble, but for those who dared to harbor ill intentions towards him, he didn't mind letting his saber be stained with more blood.

As he spoke, Lu Ming took out the bottle of Qi Spirit Pills he had previously acquired from his waist. The last move in his fight with Yuan Lie had consumed a lot of his True Qi, and now he was about to fight an even stronger enemy, so it was always good to recover some of his state.

Three Medicinal Pills were swallowed by Lu Ming like candy. As his Cultivation Technique circulated, the efficacy of the Qi Spirit Pills was absorbed, and threads of cool Qi filled his Dantian.

Upon hearing this, He Qingyun felt a hint of unease in his heart for some reason, but his inner pride made him unwilling to bow to his opponent.

He was merely a low-ranking Demon Slayer Guard of the Demon Suppression Division, yet he dared to be presumptuous in front of him.

"Boy, do you think I'm afraid of you?" He Qingyun shouted coldly.

Before he finished speaking, Lu Ming's figure turned into an afterimage, stepping on the Lingyun Eight Extremes Step. In a blink of an eye, he rushed in front of He Qingyun.

The hand gripping the saber hilt suddenly exerted force. The moment he approached his opponent, a chilling intent radiated from his deep eyes, and a brilliant Blade Aura surged out, slashing directly forward.

"What!" He Qingyun was greatly shocked. He had not expected his opponent to not only Breakthrough to the Limit Realm but also comprehend Blade Aura.

What kind of Prodigy was this? Let alone his Hundred Weapons Sect, even other prominent families would rarely encounter such a person in a hundred years. He was so unlucky today to encounter two at once.

He Qingyun gathered cold Qi in his palm and slammed it into the air in front of him. Large ripples appeared in the air, surging forward like layers of tides.

The sweeping Blade Aura was shattered. Although He Qingyun blocked the fierce attack, his body was still moved by the impact force, causing him to retreat several steps.

Seething with anger, He Qingyun looked on with a distorted face. He formed his hand into a claw, and with the condensation of True Qi, it lunged towards Lu Ming's heart like a swooping eagle's claw, seemingly intending to tear his flesh directly.

Lu Ming reacted even faster. Blazing flames appeared on his skin, and he swiftly slashed down with his saber. The moment it collided with the attack, the sound of metal clashing rang out. Cold Qi and blazing flames collided, and both of them retreated simultaneously.

Seeing this, Luo Hongzhuang's eyes lit up.

What surprised her was not Lu Ming's Limit Realm Cultivation, but the condensed blazing Spirit Fire. To be able to do this meant that his Flame Spirit Tempering Method had probably been Cultivated to a very deep level.

But it had only been a few days since she gave him this Cultivation Technique.

"The first time I saw this guy, I knew he was extraordinary. Sure enough, my judgment was not wrong," Luo Hongzhuang's lips curved into a slight smile, she thought to herself.

Lu Ming was clashing with He Qingyun, and she, who was already in combat, naturally wouldn't stand by and do nothing.

Forming a hand seal, and with the fire method activated, countless fire butterflies condensed around her, swiftly flying forward.

"Not good!" He Qingyun's face changed drastically. After several exchanges, realizing that this guy in front of him was very difficult to deal with, he had already developed a desire to retreat.

With Luo Hongzhuang attacking again, the two of them put immense pressure on him, making him feel a deep threat.

Seeing this, He Qingyun no longer considered whether the mission could be completed, but instead wanted to retreat and escape. He knew very well that if he continued to fight against the two of them, he might very well lose his old life here!

He feinted a move, then turned to flee!

But how could Lu Ming let him go?

A streak of crimson flame flickered at his fingertip. As he lightly pointed in front of him, the Burning Sun Finger was unleashed, and a blazing pillar of energy shot out.

This attack was extremely fast, making it impossible for He Qingyun to dodge. In the blink of an eye, he was trapped.

He desperately mobilized the True Qi in his Dantian to resist, but at this moment, Lu Ming was not the only one attacking.

Luo Hongzhuang's fire butterflies swarmed in, and because they were originally Cultivation Techniques of the same attribute, these fire butterflies directly passed through the ring of flame whirlwind and struck He Qingyun's body. He Qingyun immediately felt a scorching Qi penetrate his Meridians, and the burning pain made him scream uncontrollably.

More than ten fire butterflies broke through the True Qi barrier and attached themselves to his right arm. Upon contact, his flesh and blood turned to ashes and dissipated at a visible speed, and even his bones instantly carbonized.

Ah!

He Qingyun's face became incredibly distorted from the pain. He realized the situation was dire and used his movement technique to break through the blockade.

However, just as he rushed out of the range of the flame whirlwind, Lu Ming, who had been waiting for a long time, flew out with a kick, directly sending He Qingyun's body flying, crashing heavily against a nearby mud wall like a broken sandbag.

As his body collided, countless earth and stones splattered, and a cloud of dust billowed out.

Lu Ming casually waved his hand, and his True Qi transformed into a gentle breeze, pushing down the dust. He advanced with his saber, his gaze indifferent.

"No, don't kill me. Do you know who I am? If the Hundred Weapons Sect finds out that a mere Demon Slayer Guard like you killed me, not only you, but even your family will definitely not escape death," He Qingyun clutched his arm, threatening sharply.

"Oh, so it really was the Hundred Weapons Sect who made a move. I wonder which old geezer's idea it was, but you should have thought about the price you'll have to pay, right?" Luo Hongzhuang said with a fake smile, her words full of coldness.

Lu Ming glanced at him. He didn't respond, and the long saber in his hand aimed at the heart and plunged straight down.

The gilded long blade, stained with demonic blood, pierced through He Qingyun's skin, passing directly through his back.

"You..." He Qingyun's eyes widened. Looking at those calm, unmoving pupils, he never expected Lu Ming to act without the slightest hesitation.

"Compared to the threats in your mouth, what I care more about is you. Only when you're dead can I rest assured," Lu Ming said indifferently.

Under Lu Ming's gaze, He Qingyun's wide eyes gradually lost their luster. He tilted his head, completely breathing his last.

And with He Qingyun's death, the intense sounds of fighting suddenly ceased. Especially the Martial Artists of the Hundred Weapons Sect, upon seeing their leader killed, a look of panic gradually appeared in their eyes.