Chapter 267: Purple Heavens First Transformation!

Clang—

The Thousand-Blade Demon Sword came straight down, slashing at Qin Fei's nape.

Qin Fei's pupils contracted slightly, and a faint stabbing pain came from his nape.

He flung his right hand, flicking up a card—the nine of clubs—indicating Qin Fei had a ninety percent chance to dodge this blade.

Golden light burst in Qin Fei's eyes, and he instantly erupted with speed far beyond his limits!

Whoosh—

Qin Fei's figure vanished instantly, as if teleporting.

Lu Jing's slash missed; just as he was about to retract his blade, his mental power sensed danger approaching.

He ducked and tilted his head to the side; a card whizzed past, narrowly cutting off a few strands of his hair.

The Thousand-Blade Demon Sword flipped in Lu Jing's hand; the next moment, the blade shot out, stabbing toward Qin Fei.

Pfft—

Several deep wounds, down to the bone, appeared on Qin Fei's chest.

"Damn, I forgot you still had this move!"

Qin Fei staggered for a moment, then cursed as he retreated, wanting to keep distance from Lu Jing.

However, Lu Jing wouldn't give him that chance; he clenched his left fist and slammed it forward.

Bang!

Fist Intent burst through his body, layer upon layer of air waves trailing it!

Qin Fei raised both hands to guard his chest, but the punch blasted him back over ten meters.

Lu Jing did not pursue, still holding his sword and guarding the villa's gate.

At this moment, his eyes had returned to normal, and the pain had vanished.

Drip......

Drip......

Qin Fei's chest blood mixed with rain, dripping continuously.

He glanced at his wound, then at Lu Jing's reassembled Thousand-Blade Demon Sword in his hand; that blade was too sharp, far beyond his imagination.

"It's a fine blade."

Qin Fei said with a smile, flipping the card in his hand again.

Whoosh!

A card flicked out, which Qin Fei firmly pinched in his hand.

It was the seven of hearts.

It meant his chest wound could heal to seventy percent.

Qin Fei's talent was monstrously strong and extremely well-rounded.

It combined attack, evasion, healing, buffs, and more into one.

Apart from being somewhat luck-dependent, it had almost no weaknesses.

Soon, Qin Fei's chest wound healed at a visible speed.

"How about it, want to draw a card?"

Qin Fei's hand flicked out another card, the five of spades; he slipped the paper into his mouth, where it turned into points of light that coalesced into a single character, "Slice!"

As the word "Slice" left his mouth, Lu Jing instantly felt his strength being siphoned away by a fraction.

He actually has this kind of talent?

Weird, this ability is truly too weird......

Lu Jing's eyes flickered as he pondered how to kill this guy before him.

"Looks like coming here to kill you today was the right call; your growth speed is truly too fast."

Qin Fei glanced at the corpses on either side of the road; the next moment, the card in his hand shot like a bullet toward Lu Jing's face.

His previous words and actions were merely meant to distract Lu Jing's attention; against opponents lacking combat experience, this trick is very useful.

However, Lu Jing completely ignored his ploy, brandishing his long blade.

Clang—

Blade Intent crisscrossed, and the card in the air was instantly cleaved to the ground.

Then, stepping on the ground with one hand gripping the sword, his figure vanished instantly.

Several more blade shadows flashed; Qin Fei, blood spurting from his whole body, staggered back a few steps.

These slashes caused massive damage, nearly robbing him of his combat ability.

A card flicked out again—this time, the ten of hearts.

Instantly, all of Qin Fei's wounds healed.

Seeing Lu Jing launch another attack, Qin Fei produced three cards and threw them forward.

The cards vanished instantly, and three figures identical to Qin Fei appeared out of thin air within the Rain Curtain.

Counting Qin Fei's real body, there were four in total.

The four figures formed a square, surrounding Lu Jing in the middle.

Qin Fei was then seeking Lu Jing's weakness, having realized the opponent was tough to deal with; ordinary means wouldn't work on him.

Lu Jing was likewise seeking Qin Fei's weakness; the known weakness is his low defense, or rather that the Thousand-Blade Demon Sword is too sharp, easily slicing through Qin Fei's defenses.

As long as he gets close, he can seize the initiative!

Lu Jing and Qin Fei stared at each other, both waiting for an opportunity.

Boom—

A bolt of lightning streaked across, and the two moved at the same time.

Only now it's four against one.

Lu Jing instantly closed the distance to Qin Fei, and the Thousand-Blade Demon Sword in his hand slashed toward a figure.

However, he quickly sensed something off about Qin Fei's clone.

He saw one of Qin Fei's clones suddenly swell up, as if inflated.

Boom!

A deafening roar, the terrifying might spread outward.

Purple Sky Transformation!

Lu Jing directly unleashed the first form of the Divine Night Sky Thunder Transformation.

The meridians in his body instantly widened, and the Blood Qi river doubled its flow speed out of nowhere.

Even the diamond dwarf shone brilliantly at this moment.

"Spiritual Power Domain, rise for me!!"

A massive, solid-like spiritual power, like a living thing, formed a circular light shield that wrapped the villa behind Lu Jing.

Rainwater dripped onto the villa's roof, but was blocked by the invisible barrier.

At this moment, blue‑purple lightning patterns floated over Lu Jing's body, resembling fragments of the Thousand‑Blade Demon Sword's blade.

They presented a terrifying sight in the rainy night.

"Next, it's my turn."

Lu Jing flicked the Thousand‑Blade Demon Sword in his hand, and a faint bone‑clink sounded from his body.

He moved through wind and rain toward Qin Fei.

In his eyes, blue‑purple light began to burn, flickering like fire.

Under the Purple Sky Transformation, he was unprecedentedly powerful!

A sword case, long unused, flew out from his ring, instantly turning into several streams of light that burst from behind Lu Jing.

They were even faster than light!

Whoosh—

Clang—

The few men in suits who were still watching froze instantly.

It was as if a pause button had been pressed.

The next moment!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Figures fell one after another, splashing huge sheets of water!

Qin Fei's pupils narrowed; he stepped back and shouted loudly, "What did you do, why did you suddenly become so strong?!"

At this moment, Lu Jing exuded an indescribable terrifying aura, laced with the destructive aura of Purple Sky Divine Thunder.

This aura crashed against Qin Fei's mind like a tsunami, wave after wave.

Lu Jing gave no reply, slammed his feet down, exploding a spray of water, and surged forward like an arrow, tearing through layer upon layer of Rain Curtain toward Qin Fei!

"With the strength of the Martial Sect, you think you can kill my Marquis? Dream on!"

Qin Fei shook his head and said softly.

The remaining few clones exploded instantly, leaving only Qin Fei's true body.

At this moment, Qin Fei's whole body was enveloped in golden light, and his strength surged again!

"Die!"

Lu Jing delivered a forward slash; the Blade Intent left the blade edge and sliced straight at Qin Fei.

However, this first slash merely passed through Qin Fei's body and vanished into the air.

"Under the favor of the Goddess of Destiny, you cannot wound me."

Qin Fei smiled, appearing behind Lu Jing, holding a glittering golden card—a Little Imp.