Chapter 2292 - 2265: Relentless Clashes

The two continued to exchange blows, constantly colliding with each other, as True Qi and True Qi clashed together, sweeping around with destructive power, turning the once luxurious villa into a tattered ruin, seemingly on the verge of collapse, with the danger of collapsing at any time.

In the continuous exchanges with Tang Qingyun, Lu Tianxing’s expression also became somewhat solemn. The more he fought with Tang Qingyun, the more he felt the frightening strength of Tang Qingyun. If Tang Qingyun were to break through again, there would be very few in this world who could suppress him, with those at the same level who could rival him being scarce.

Though surprised by Tang Qingyun’s strength, Lu Tianxing’s expression did not change at all, and his attacks did not pause. Instead, they became increasingly terrifying, with True Qi surging like a tide, sweeping towards Tang Qingyun like a tsunami.

Meanwhile, outside the villa.

Bai Zhiqing stood by the side of the man in black at some unknown time, her beautiful eyes uncontrollably fixed on the villa in front, her delicate fists clenched tightly with an unmistakable worry on her face, yet she dared not make any sound, fearing that it would disturb Lu Tianxing.

As for the man in black, he stood beside Bai Zhiqing, his face hidden behind black mist, making it impossible to discern his expression.

Compared to Bai Zhiqing and the man in black, Tang Da’s expression was somewhat inscrutable as he stood there as if he hadn’t felt the fluctuations of True Qi coming from the villa, as if unaware that his Young Master was in a life-and-death battle with Lu Tianxing. He was merely observing his nose, then his heart, undistracted, as if Tang Qingyun’s life or death mattered not a whit to him.

"Pfft!"

Another sound of breaking through the air sounded as a spear shadow pierced the void, directly tearing through Sword Qi and stabbing straight toward Tang Qingyun’s brow.

Tang Qingyun’s face changed slightly, and he shouted, "Lu Tianxing, you can’t kill me."

The Xuantian Sword in his hand suddenly burst with dazzling light, overshadowing even the lamplight. The sword light pierced through the walls, illuminating the surroundings as if it were daylight: "Mystic Sky Holy Light, sword shining across the world."

In an instant, the Xuantian Sword flew up from Tang Qingyun’s hand, suspended in mid-air like a sun, while the Sword Qi that was shooting out was also restrained at this moment, only lingering over the sword light.

At this moment, Lu Tianxing’s face became incredibly solemn. This move by Tang Qingyun appeared unremarkable, but it was actually extremely dangerous. The restrained Sword Qi indicated that Tang Qingyun had gathered all his Sword Qi, ready to unleash it all at once, creating terrifying destructive power.

It’s just like releasing power in an instant, enough to destroy everything.

"Explode!"

Tang Qingyun slowly spat out a word from his mouth.

"Whoosh!"

At that moment, the once restrained light from the Xuantian Sword burst forth, centering on the sword itself, Sword Qi crisscrossed, resonating with a clanging sound, like a thousand horses galloping and coming to kill.

In one sword strike, the world turned dim, and the entire villa seemed to become an ocean of Sword Qi, with strands of Sword Qi whistling out, penetrating the space, and directly bombarding towards Lu Tianxing.

"Tang Qingyun, with just this bit, you can’t kill me."

Lu Tianxing, unafraid, let out a long whistle, his True Qi surging around him, unleashing the move "like thunder" from the Fenghuo Spear Technique. A spear thrust out, the sky turned thunderous, thunder roared, lightning crashed, the spear enveloped in purple thunder, wherever it passed, it shattered Sword Qi like crushing dry weeds, all of it bombarding towards the Xuantian Sword.

Bam!

The spear and the Xuantian Sword collided hard against each other, and after a brief moment of calm, a terrifying force swept out, piercing through the villa’s walls and sweeping away towards the surroundings.

"Retreat!"

Upon sensing the force sweeping out from within the villa, the man in black showed no change in expression, grabbing Bai Zhiqing by the shoulder, silently retreating backward, and as soon as the destructive force approached within five meters of him, it seemed to disappear, turning into a gentle breeze, passing by his face.

Tang Da also retreated instantly, daring not to make any move, for he realized that even as he retreated, the man in black’s subtle presence remained locked onto him. Any slight movement could result in a storm of attacks.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

Suddenly, thunderous explosions sounded, and the multi-million-dollar villa, unable to withstand the violent energy, finally collapsed, raising a cloud of dust.

Upon seeing this scene, Bai Zhiqing clenched her fists tightly, her face revealing a strong color of worry, and she instinctively wanted to rush forward to see if Lu Tianxing was alright.

But before Bai Zhiqing could rush out, she heard a calm voice resonate in her ear: "Rest assured, your man won’t die so easily."

"Really?"

Upon hearing this voice, Bai Zhiqing turned her head swiftly, looking at the man in black beside her, and asked anxiously, "Is Tianxing really okay?"

Bai Zhiqing didn’t know the identity of the man in black, only knowing that after she came out, the man in black asked her to come to his side, and from his tone, he showed no intention of harming her. Moreover, she knew Tang Da as he had called Tang Qingyun Young Master after she was brought to this villa. Regardless of the man’s identity, the only person Bai Zhiqing could trust now was the man in black.

The man in black glanced at Bai Zhiqing and said in a calm tone, "Of course, I never lie. Just watch closely. A little brat can’t do anything to your man. This gifted prodigy of the Lu Family won’t die so easily."

"Boom!" "Boom!"

Just as the man in black finished speaking, the debris in the villa suddenly exploded, and two figures shot into the sky, colliding with each other before quickly separating again. Tang Qingyun stumbled backward, struggling to stand firm, with an unnatural flush appearing on his face.

As for Lu Tianxing, he spun backward in the air, stabilizing his body. The Creation God Tripod hung above his head, enveloping him in an ethereal aura, and a spear tightly gripped in his hand had Fenghuo aura swirling within it, with flames coiling around, making it look as if it were bathed in fire from a distance, like a weapon of the gods.