One person: Started at Wudang, got hit on the head by Lu Zu's sword.

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Ding Shian's eyes were bloodshot.

Having used dozens of insightful and unorthodox techniques, internal cultivation methods, and unorthodox methods, Ding Shian was now able to see through almost everything in the world.

Unfortunately, no matter how hard he tried, even when he was in top condition and had his cultivation at its highest level, he could only see Lu Xuan's Tai Chi energy.

And not a single trace of Lu Xuan himself could be seen.

With countless insightful methods, mountains are no longer mountains, and water is no longer water.

Looking at Lu Xuan... there was only Lu Xuan.

Only now did Ding Shian realize that he could see Lu Xuan's Tai Chi strength because Lu Xuan himself did not conceal it.

He couldn't see through Lu Xuan in the slightest.

That gap, which I thought was only a hair's breadth away and could be crossed with desperate effort, has always been an insurmountable chasm.

Fear, the fear of death, overwhelmed everything.

At this moment! Ding Shian was filled with immense fear.

Fear—the fear of being injured and the fear of death—is the driving force that propels Ding Shian forward and the spirit that enables him to overcome countless life-or-death challenges.

At this moment, Ding Shian's fear reached its peak, and he himself became incredibly powerful.

Ding Shian subconsciously used "Escape Light" to resist, but it shattered instantly before he could even hold on for a fraction of a breath.

He tried to use the "golden cicada shedding its shell" technique, but found that his "vitality and spirit" were completely locked up by Lu Xuan's seemingly ordinary hand.

He tried to use "Earth Dragon Travel" to burrow underground but couldn't touch the ground.

"The Cage-Breaking Prisoner," "The Mysterious Illusion," "The Incarnation Technique"...

Ding Shian tried desperately to use various methods to escape, but he couldn't break free from Lu Xuan's ordinary hand.

A cracking sound came from his neck, and then the force quickly spread throughout Ding Shian's body, who was completely silent.

Ding Shian's body was like a bag of squeezed tomato sauce, with blood gushing out simultaneously from the top, bottom, and middle, spraying wildly.

However, not a drop of blood fell on Lu Xuan.

Lu Xuan casually tossed the shrunken "ketchup bag" on the ground.

Showing mercy? Absolutely not.

What two heroes? Quanxing is Quanxing. If you want to have a whole corpse, don't be a Quanxing in your next life.

Chapter 133: Even three hundred pigs wouldn't die so quickly.

When the ketchup bag... oh! no, it was Ding Shian's shriveled corpse that was thrown to the ground, the Quanxing members present were still in a daze.

Just die?

The reputation of "One Supreme, Two Heroes" resounded throughout the entire world of supernatural beings, and no one doubted the value of this "golden brand".

But now, Ding Shian is dead.

He died as easily as someone lying on the roadside.

The dead Ding Shian was no different from the ordinary Quanxing.

The only difference was that none of the other Quanxing members got close to Lu Xuan, while Ding Shian used his neck to control one of Lu Xuan's hands.

In fact, the control lasted for as long as three seconds.

Although those three seconds were only because Lu Xuan said a couple more words while holding Ding Shian, it was enough to prove the value of Ding Shian's "heroic" title...

What the hell?! Ding Shian was defeated in one move?!

Is Lu Xuan even human?

How dare we provoke this guy?

Is it too late to run away now?

Upon seeing Lu Xuan's gaze, the same thought arose in the minds of all the Quanxing members present.

Then, Lu Xuan slowly walked over.

All the members of Quanxing Club present fell silent.

The mercenaries hired by Wang Zhi, along with the foreign superhumans he recruited, and the Quanxing masters who gathered there, including Yuan Tao, the Six Thieves of Quanxing, and Ding Shian, numbered nearly three hundred...

At first, they thought they had surrounded Lu Xuan, but later they realized that they were the ones being surrounded by Lu Xuan.

Between life and death, they still haven't realized how they managed to provoke Lu Xuan, this sand star.

More than three hundred people! Even three hundred pigs could cause a ruckus at Longhu Mountain.

As a result, only a dozen or so of them are left alive.

The pressure of life and death was suffocating them, especially as they watched Lu Xuan slowly approach.

The barely perceptible footsteps struck like the Grim Reaper demanding their lives, echoing deep within their souls.

Then the problem is coming...

Is it a desperate gamble or a death sentence?

"I can not stand it any more!"

One of the Quanxing members watched Lu Xuan walk towards him, and finally couldn't bear the pressure any longer, so he turned around and ran towards the circle of sword light.

As the sword flashed, the Quanxing member got his wish and met his end; a thin, translucent "original cut steak" was his final fate.

He passed away peacefully with a smile on his face.

The Quanxing man standing next to him stared at the "original cut steak" scattered all over the ground, his eyelids twitching, but he said nothing.

It's a small matter; I've seen it many times already.

The precision of the "original cut" didn't stir any emotion in him, especially with all the "meat sauce" scattered around him! What was there to be afraid of?

"Damn it, let's fight him!"

One of the Quanxing members couldn't help but stand up angrily, waving his fist and charging towards Lu Xuan.

Inspired by his heroic actions, five or six members of the Quanxing faction in the arena also rose up in response.

Then Lu Xuan strolled by leisurely, and those people silently turned into "slices of pork belly" that flew through the air.

Blood mist rose and pieces of meat flew everywhere, creating a bizarre "aesthetic" scene.

This completely extinguished the will to resist among the few remaining Quanxing members; not a single one dared to resist.

Some members of the Quanxing sect had a sudden inspiration, smeared some blood on their faces, and started pretending to be dead...

Then I got kicked awake. That was so stupid.

When did Master Lu ever leave a body intact?

As Lu Xuan slowly approached, the Quanxing members present trembled with fear.

As the elite of the Quanxing, each of them has blood on their hands and has been caught by the company before.

However, they had never taken the company's admonitions and punishments seriously before.

In their minds, they are "superhumans" who transcend ordinary people, so why should they be restrained? They should live as they please.

Until this moment...

Violence is always the most primal form of power. When Lu Xuan's methods became even more cruel than those of Quanxing, Quanxing members consciously began to reclaim their "conscience."

"Master Lu, I was wrong, please give me another chance!"

One of the Quanxing members knelt at Lu Xuan's feet, weeping bitterly and kowtowing until his head bled.

"I have an eighty-year-old mother, seven children, a wife, and two mistresses. I can't die yet!"

The rest of the Quanxing were filled with hope; if the persona of suddenly realizing one's mistakes and having a wife, children, and elderly parents was useful, then they too could have that…

Lu Xuan remained expressionless and spoke softly.

"Your mother was driven to her death by you, and your wife was ruined by your gambling debts. Oh! So there really is someone calling you 'Dad,' a senior technician at the Haitian Club?"

The Quanxing member stared wide-eyed.

Holy crap! How did you know all that?

The sword light surged and billowed, dissecting the flesh and bones of the Quanxing man like a skilled butcher dissecting an ox, leaving only a "black heart" lying on the ground.

Lu Xuan walked on without stopping.

I can cut through a person's obsessions, inner demons, karmic obstacles, and afflictions with a single sword stroke. How could I not see what kind of person you are?

Lu Xuan continued forward.

"Um, Master Lu, actually I just happened to be passing by!"

"Damn it, Lu Xuan, I'm with you..."

"Uh, I'm dead."

With every step Lu Xuan took, one member of the Quanxing sect died.

The Six Thieves of Quanxing: A Desire for Opinions?

They can influence people's desires through special means, but unfortunately, they are not as good as the Four Madmen of Quanxing.

Lu Xuan walked past him.

A flicker of surprise flashed in "Opinion Desire": I'm not dead?

Are you going to let me go?

A surge of elation welled up within him, but then he realized... his joy seemed to have gone too far?

No, it's my method that's backfiring!

He seemed to suddenly realize something, but couldn't help but smile.

Then he burst into uncontrollable laughter, laughing until his internal organs shattered, his meridians broke, and his liver and gallbladder felt like they were about to split open.

Before long, his desire to express his opinions made him laugh himself to death!

Then comes nasal love: Dou Zhong.