Beauty's Evil Bodyguard

Martial God smiled. He laughed even more scornfully. "If you win, you better kill me. Otherwise, I won't let you live!"    

Kongsung snorted coldly and did not say anything.    

He didn't want to argue with Martial God here. It was true that he had the ability to see the truth with his own hands.    

In just an instant, Kongsung's fighting spirit had almost reached a boiling point. The Longsword on his back seemed to have sensed the fighting spirit in Kongsung's body. It seemed to have let out a soft cry.    

At this moment, Kongsung seemed like a god that had descended from the heavens. His entire body was filled with an aura that looked down upon the world.    

Compared to Kongsung's thick killing intent and battle intent, Martial God seemed very ordinary. There wasn't even the slightest fluctuation of aura from his body. He was just like an ordinary person. He just stood there quietly and looked at Kongsung with a smile on his face. It felt like he was looking at a clown.    

"Martial God, your era is over!"    

As soon as he finished speaking, Kongsung seemed to have installed a accelerator on his body. He jumped on the spot and disappeared. He turned into an afterimage and rushed towards Martial God. There was a loud sound in the air.    

Kongsung, who was running madly, turned his right hand into a sword and rushed towards Martial God's throat like a bolt of lightning.    

Although Kongsung did not use the sword on his body but used the hand sword, the hand sword was as sharp as a real sword. It cut a hole in the air in front of him, making a sizzling sound.    

Just as Kongsung's sword was about to reach Martial God's throat, Martial God slowly lifted his foot and stomped on the ground.    

Bang!    

He stomped on the ground like ten thousand horses galloping. The entire ground shook as if it was an explosion of explosives. The earth shook and the earth shook. The cement road under his feet also exploded.    

Feeling the ground shake, Kongsung's body shook violently, and his footsteps stopped for a moment. His Qi became weaker.    

At this moment, Martial God kicked out.    

Bang!    

A heavy kick landed on Kongsung's body, sending him flying.    

"Clang!"    

With a dull thud, Kongsung landed heavily on the ground.    

Kongsung, who had fallen to the ground, looked at Martial God with a face full of shock and disbelief. He had never thought that Martial God would send him flying with just one kick and defeat him with just one move.    

"No... Impossible! You... How can you be so strong?" Kongsung looked at Martial God in disbelief and shouted.    

"More than 20 years ago, for your master's sake, I will play a few moves with you. Twenty years later, for your master's sake, I will give you a chance to draw your sword and let you die in peace." Martial God said arrogantly, "I will let you know that in your next life, don't be too full of yourself."    

At this moment, Martial God was like an ancient emperor, looking down at Kongsung in a domineering manner. "Draw your sword!"    

"Martial God, you are too arrogant!"    

As soon as he finished speaking, Kongsung stood up straight from the ground and looked at Martial God with a ferocious and murderous expression.    

In the next moment, Kongsung's right hand slowly touched the hilt of the sword.    

"Clang!"    

A dragon's roar was heard. He pulled out the sword that he had not pulled out for more than 20 years.    

After pulling out the Longsword, the originally kind Kongsung seemed to have changed into a different person. His face was fierce, as if he was a different person. Anyone who looked at him would feel a chill run down their spines.    

After sensing Kongsung's transformation, Martial God's brows furrowed slightly, but then relaxed.    

"Seven Stars Flowing Moon Sword!"    

As soon as the word "sword" fell, Kongsung waved his right hand, and seven sword flowers immediately appeared. The flowers were brilliant, and in the evening, they were like six fireworks. From afar, one could see sword Qi spreading in all directions. The surrounding buildings were destroyed, and the grass was flying in all directions. It was as if a hurricane had struck, and people were falling.    

Martial God, on the other hand, stood still on the spot. He did not move at all!    

"Swoosh!"    

The Longsword carried a bloodthirsty intent as it attacked Martial God. It was like a comet striking the moon. It was unbelievably fast. It was so fast that it was impossible to see clearly.    

The airtight sword wind was like a huge net that enveloped Martial God, making it impossible for him to dodge it.    

At this moment, the sword light seemed to make the heavens and earth pale!    

At this moment, Kongsung's killing intent was extremely thick, especially when he saw that Martial God was sad about his sword net wrapping around him. There was no movement at all, and a cruel smile appeared on his face.    

"Huhuhu..."    

The Longsword slashed out, as if it wanted to cut Martial God in half.    

In an instant, Kongsung arrived in front of Martial God. With the determination to kill, he slashed down with his sword.    

Just as Kongsung's sword was about to strike Martial God's head, he raised his right hand. His middle finger and index finger clamped the Longsword tightly, making it unable to move at all.    

When Kongsung realized this, his expression changed drastically. This fatal strike with his full strength was actually caught by Martial God's two fingers just like that.    

A wave of fear that came from the soul instantly occupied his body.    

Immediately after, Kongsung wanted to draw his sword and retreat, but it was already too late.    

Martial God's right hand suddenly exerted force, and his two fingers fiercely snapped!    

"Kacha!"    

A crisp sound was heard. Without waiting for Kongsung to react, Martial God's right hand, which was holding the broken blade, swung slightly.    

"Sou!"    

The blade that Martial God had given him was like a shooting star, shooting towards Kongsung with a bright light.    

"Puchi!"    

The broken blade pierced through Kongsung's throat, causing blood to spill everywhere.    

In just one move, Kongsung, who was a Sun Chasing Stage warrior, was instantly killed by Martial God.    

"Dingdang!"    

The broken sword in Kongsung's hand slowly fell to the ground. He instinctively reached out his hand to cover his neck. At the same time, he looked at Martial God with a face full of fear, as if he was looking at a devil. "You... You... Don't tell me you have arrived at the Gui..."    

Before he could finish his sentence, Kongsung fell to the ground. His eyes were wide open and he looked like he had died with his eyes wide open.    

Until his death, Kongsung could not close his eyes. He could not accept this fact.    

More than 20 years ago, he had taken 10 moves from Martial God. He could defeat Gong Shangyu. More than 20 years later, he could not even take a single move from Martial God. Furthermore, Martial God had not even used his sword yet.    

If he used his sword...    

Unfortunately, Kongsung was already dead. There was no way he could see the scene of Martial God using his sword again.    

Even if Kongsung didn't die, would he really be able to see Martial God attack?    

After all, Kongsung, who had a Sun Chasing Stage, had been killed by Martial God with his bare hands. In that case, in this world, Who else in this world could force him to use his sword?    

"Your master can barely take ten moves from me. Do you think you can defeat your master?" Martial God looked at Kongsung, who was lying on the ground with his eyes wide open.    

As soon as he finished speaking, Martial God picked up Kongsung with one hand and walked towards the villa where Rakshasa Lady lived.    

In an instant, Martial God arrived at the villa where Rakshasa Lady lived.    

When Rakshasa Lady saw Martial God, her face immediately revealed a respectful expression. "Master, what you have in your hands is..."    

"A guy who doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth." Martial God said lightly, "Help me send him back to the Boutala Palace another day."    

"Yes, sir." Rakshasa Lady said respectfully.    

"Tell Gru Jia Cuo that if he wants revenge, come to me and touch my nephew, I will kill him!" Martial God said arrogantly.    

Rakshasa Lady couldn't help but shiver when she heard Martial God's words.    

She had never seen Martial God so angry that he wanted to kill someone else's palace. Moreover, the person he wanted to kill included the living Buddha of Tibet, the number one expert, Gru Jia Cuo!    

However, Rakshasa Lady had always been puzzled and puzzled. Martial God was clearly so powerful and worried about Xue Chen. Sometimes, Xue Chen would follow him when he went out to protect him. Why did he have to face such danger now?    

He had killed everyone. It was fine as long as he killed them all. He wanted Xue Chen to live a peaceful life.    

However, Martial God chose not to attack. He would only attack when Xue Chen was facing a life or death crisis. As long as Martial God attacked, no one would be able to escape from him, let alone survive.    

"Master, aren't you going to check on him?" Rakshasa Lady didn't treat Martial God as coldly as she did others.    

"No!" Martial God snorted and said, "This little guy's own problem, settle it yourself!"    

"Also, you can't tell him that I've come out of the mountain, and you can't let him know that I'm helping him behind his back!"    

"Master, I don't understand why you're doing this."    

"Do you know how the Crouching Eagle learned to fly?"    

Rakshasa Lady shook her head.    

"After the eagle was born, when it grew up and could fly, the mother eagle would break most of the bones in its wings and push them down from high places. Although the little eagle was in pain from breaking the bones in its wings, it had to struggle to fly or else it would fall to death."    

"Struggling will give its wings blood, and it will recover in a short period of time. After it recovers, its wings will be as hard as iron, and it will be even more powerful."    

"He will either be the eagle above the nine heavens, or he will be the white bones beneath the ground. My Xue Family doesn't need a good-for-nothing who relies on his ancestors to do whatever he wants!"    

"The same goes for you!"    

Rakshasa Lady did not dare to look into Martial God's sharp eyes after sensing Martial God's sharp gaze. She hurriedly lowered her head.    

"Of course, I won't be as cruel as those eagles. If he really dares to attack an enemy that he can't face, I will send him to the Yellow Springs." Martial God said coldly, "If he can't even deal with an opponent as strong as him, then death is his life."    

"No one can be blamed!"    

"I understand!" Rakshasa Lady said heavily, "Don't worry. He and I will not let you down."    

Martial God nodded. A faint smile appeared on his face. "You have already satisfied me."    

"But do you regret being his shadow?"    

"I would rather die than regret!" Rakshasa Lady said seriously.    

"Stay by his side. I am not here. I need you to take care of him."    

"Master, are you..."    

"Kill!" Martial God's mouth slowly turned cold. "They haven't come out for more than 20 years. I'm afraid they have forgotten their lesson."    

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