87: Chapter 87 The perfect test subject, but... next time for sure! Last thirty seconds? Instant kill!

The greed in Han Baxian's eyes gradually dissipated, suppressed by his thoughts after weighing the pros and cons!

He slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air.

Unaccountably, he felt his state of mind clear, and he even felt he had touched the barrier of the Yukong Realm.

"A single thought separates heaven and hell!"

"Fortunately, at the critical moment, I held fast to my original intention!!"

A smile appeared on Han Baxian's face as he raised his head again, intending to face Lu Qingyun with the demeanor of a friendly colleague.

However, the moment he looked up!

What greeted him was a dazzling, brilliant blade aura filled with blood-red baleful intent!

Clang—!

The blade aura landed on the heavy black iron armor, and the immense force made him retreat several steps!

A deep, chasm-like mark remained on it, causing Han Baxian's eyes to tremble incessantly!

He hadn't expected this; he had clearly already abandoned the idea of killing to seize the treasure!

Why... why was Lu Qingyun still attacking him!

"You are forcing my hand!"

"Why force me!!"

Han Baxian felt an immense sense of grievance, which caused him, a man of naturally fiery and explosive temperament, to no longer be able to suppress himself!

What weighing pros and cons!

What being afraid of this or that!

None of it mattered!

I climbed from the very bottom, relying on a pair of iron fists, fighting my way to where I am today!

My hands are stained with countless blood!

Why should I be timid and restrained at a time like this!

So what if it's Ning Xuanzhou!?

I work for him, but it's not like I take money and don't deliver!

Every time I go a bit too far, or satisfy my own desires while fighting, I have to endure a few scoldings!

I have long been sick of this kind of life!

At worst... at worst, after killing you, I'll just flee to another province!

No matter how powerful or capable Ning Xuanzhou is, so what?

The entire Ning Family is currently surrounded by wolves and can barely protect itself!

What could he possibly use to seek revenge on me!

Rob—!

If I steal the Blood Red Vine and nurture it for a period of time, I could challenge the Yukong Realm myself!

Or even... go further and become a true Yukong Realm martial artist!

By then, the sky is high for the birds to fly!

With such a vast world, where can I not go!

"You forced me!"

A fierce light flickered in Han Baxian's eyes, like a starving wolf eyeing its prey!

His eyes were filled with greed as he looked at the blood-red armor on Lu Qingyun's body!

He circulated the "Overlord Prison-Suppressing Art" within his body, and a phantom of an Overlord condensed behind him.

The momentum was magnificent, and his fists and hammer carried the pressure of prison suppression.

Ordinary Xiantian Martial Artists would die instantly upon contact; it was extremely domineering!

In the distance, Young Master Zhao Kuo saw this scene, and his eyes immediately became excited!

This left the others puzzled, and they cast inquisitive gazes toward him.

"This is actually Han Baxian! The body cultivator closest to the Yukong Realm!"

"My Zhao Family once tried to recruit him, but unfortunately, we were a step slower than the Ning Family.

He is the number one body cultivator in Ningan City, excluding Yukong Realm martial artists!

His Overlord pressure is unmatched, and there are three peers who have died at his hands!"

As a body cultivator who also practiced hard-body arts, Young Master Zhao Kuo looked as if he had seen an idol when he saw Han Baxian.

The others, upon hearing this, were not only surprised but also began to gloat!

After all, Han Baxian had clearly been sent by Ning Xuanzhou to provide reinforcements, yet who would have thought he would rebel at such a critical moment and directly clash with Lu Qingyun!

They truly hoped that Han Baxian could be as effective as the rumors suggested.

To thoroughly smash Lu Qingyun!

The probability of this was not low!

After all, Lu Qingyun had just gone through so many battles; no matter what, his exhaustion must be significant.

Under these circumstances, facing a peak-condition half-step Yukong Realm powerhouse, he would inevitably show signs of decline!

"Go for it! Han Baxian!

If you can kill the person in front of you! My Zhang Family will protect you!"

"Not just the Zhang Family, my Qian Family too!"

"Same here!! What's so good about the Burning Bone Beast Arena? Come to my Zhao Family; we are the family that understands body cultivation best in Ningan City!"

"..."

For a moment, the six of them reignited with hope.

Although, under normal circumstances, they could just search all the items from their own experts and leave after handing them to Lu Qingyun.

But the problem was, leaving like that was too humiliating!

Moreover, because of them, they had lost two major experts—one Xiantian Late Stage and one Peak Innate Realm—and had lost so much face.

Their status within their families would inevitably plummet!

But if they could get Lu Qingyun killed, they could return, and everything would be as it was!

And the moment they spoke, not only did a trace of joy appear on Han Baxian's face, but his determination to kill and seize the treasure also firmed up.

Lu Qingyun also glanced in their direction.

This gaze was filled with indifference and killing intent!

Originally, he had not intended to completely infuriate the Six Great Families on his own, but now... again and again.

Do they really think they have a get-out-of-jail-free card?

Boom—!!

Han Baxian punched Lu Qingyun in the chest, and the feeling of intimate contact with the Blood Red Vine armor made his blood feel as if it were boiling!

Even though the extremely surging blade intent cut through his heavy black iron armor and left a deep blade mark on his body, he didn't care at all.

For a body cultivator, this level of injury was nothing at all!

"Oh? So durable?"

Lu Qingyun was a bit surprised. Compared to those Peak Innate Realm martial artists, the hardness of Han Baxian's body was completely on another level!

Of course, there was also a reason.

That was that Lu Qingyun's blade intent level couldn't keep up...

For a long time, relying on his powerful physical strength, Lu Qingyun had always finished battles with a quick, decisive strike or by using his fists.

This resulted in his blade intent level not having improved in a long time.

It was fine for crushing low-level opponents, but when facing opponents near the Yukong Realm level, it was a bit lacking.

"I have indeed been slacking off in my daily training."

Upon discovering this, Lu Qingyun couldn't help but reflect on himself.

It was precisely because he hadn't honed his blade intent in his daily battles that he had ended up in this situation!

So... next time for sure!!

A sinister smile rose on Lu Qingyun's face as he channeled all his nearly materialized Psychic Power into the strength of his arm!

If the blade intent wasn't enough, he would make up for it with pure brute force!

"Heh—, attacks of this level, while not bad, what if I take a dozen more?"

"And when this hammer of mine lands, even if you have the Blood Red Vine protecting you, how many can you take!?"

Han Baxian did not notice anything unusual, and with his other hand, he took an octagonal purple-gold hammer from his waist and smashed it toward Lu Qingyun!

Bang—!!

What even he himself did not expect was that Lu Qingyun did not dodge at all!

He didn't even use the Blood Red Vine to protect his head, choosing instead to take it head-on!

Sharp spikes pierced into Lu Qingyun's flesh.

Streams of hot blood flowed down, staining the octagonal purple-gold hammer red!

However, Lu Qingyun did not fall!

The blade he swung landed just as accurately on Han Baxian's chest!

And this blade, with the addition of Psychic Power, saw its power skyrocket!

Rip—!!

The heavy black iron armor was easily torn apart, directly piercing into Han Baxian's body!

Having suffered such a grievous injury, a normal martial artist should have died instantly!

However, Han Baxian only turned pale, his muscles instantly tightened, and his blood energy circulated crazily!

A look of madness shone in his eyes as he grinned at Lu Qingyun and said: "You do have some ability, but I hope you can survive thirty seconds in my next attack."

"If you survive, I die! If you don't, you die!"

Han Baxian, not knowing what martial art he had used, had actually forcibly stabilized his health at a certain level.

However, a mocking smile appeared on Lu Qingyun's face.

Because the level at which that health was maintained.

Was below twenty percent...