Chapter 30: Kill If You Want to Kill

Lu Li's long sword pressed against the ground, supporting his body; he looked somewhat exhausted.

Yet within the fan-shaped area in front of Lu Li, not a single enemy was left standing.

This scene was too shocking, causing the crowd behind him to let out a gasp of amazement.

Songshan Protectors and Sun Moon Holy Cult Elders were all renowned experts in the pugilistic world; placed anywhere else, they would be heroes who shook their respective regions.

But now, all of them had been beaten to the ground.

Their trembling bodies and faint groans indicated that their current state was not good.

And the person who had done all this was that somewhat exhausted-looking youth.

Yes, Lu Li was also somewhat exhausted now.

With that last sword strike, he had already exhausted all his True Qi and mental energy, solely to explore a deeper level of Sword Intent in one go.

Perhaps such an approach was a bit extreme and also a bit dangerous, but it was also very satisfying.

Some people were so frightened by this sight that they were stunned; the admiration they had felt for Lu Li in their hearts had, at this moment, subtly turned into fear.

"This Huashan disciple is too terrifying, right?" "Not to mention that I can't compare, even if our Master came, he wouldn't be able to block a single sword strike from Lu Li.

Fei Bin, Lu Bai, and Tong Baixiong have all been defeated, eh!

" "With so many people, how many Fei Bins would their combat power be equivalent to!" After a few breaths of regulating his breath, Lu Li walked slowly toward Tong Baixiong, Fei Bin, and the others who were lying on the ground, severely injured and paralyzed.

Looking at the terrifying sword marks on their bodies that were deep enough to see bone, Lu Li felt he had been a bit cruel.

But this could not be blamed on him; after all, this was his first time unleashing Sword Intent, and he had no experience, which was why he hadn't been able to finish them off instantly.

He promised that in the future, he would try to kill them directly.

Lu Li was not some cold-blooded pervert; he did not like to torture people.

After all, he knew a very cruel interrogation game, such as breaking one's own fingers and then asking the other party: "1000 minus 7, equals what?"

After all, he knew a very cruel interrogation game, such as snapping one's own fingers, and then asking the other person: "1000 minus 7, equals what?"

Lu Li looked at the few people trembling from pain and said in a low voice: "I, Lu Li, said I would escort them; how dare you come to snatch them?"

In fact, Lu Li's thoughts were very simple: this group was being escorted by him personally, so no one could snatch them from his hands.

Tong Baixiong sneered: "Heh, the winner is king and the loser is the bandit!

We fell into your hands today; in the future, my Holy Cult will surely slaughter your Huashan Sect in its entirety."

The members of the Sun Moon Holy Cult had never thought about staying alive.

After all, Lu Li was a member of the Five Mountains Sword Sects, and the two sides had been enemies for generations, having long since carved their hostile relationship into their bones.

By killing them, Lu Li could even make a name for himself in the pugilistic world.

On the other hand, Fei Bin and the others did not think so.

"Lu Li, you don't dare to kill me."

Lu Li was stunned and looked at Fei Bin, who had suddenly spoken.

He thought to himself, you are in such a miserable state, who gave you the courage to say I don't dare to kill you? "I am the Great Songyang Hand of the Songshan Sect, I am your Martial Uncle!

Your Huashan Sect belongs to the Five Mountains Sword Sects and is a subordinate of my Songshan Sect!

If you kill me, you are betraying your master and destroying your ancestors."

"That's right, actually you must know this point.

If you really had the heart to kill, your sword just now would have killed me directly, right? Now that you have severely injured me, you are actually just putting on a show."

"If you had truly intended to kill, your sword strike just now would have killed me directly, right? Now that you have severely crippled me, you are actually just putting on a show."

Lu Li was almost amused by Fei Bin's last sentence, thinking to himself: "I didn't kill you with one sword, purely because I just comprehended Sword Intent and am not yet proficient!

Besides, you guys aren't weaklings; turn your head and look at the ordinary killers behind you, they are basically all dead, provided you still have the strength to turn your head and look.

" With blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, Fei Bin raised his neck and roared: "Lu Li, you cannot kill us; you must hand us over to Alliance Master Zuo to deal with!

You ask Yue Buqun, does he dare to kill me in front of so many people?"

After Fei Bin finished speaking, he looked at Lu Li provocatively, as if looking at a tiger locked up by iron chains.

I'll just anger you, you can't touch me!

Lu Bai was also seriously injured, and upon hearing Fei Bin's words, he suddenly felt that this Junior Brother Fei still had some brains!

"Not bad, Martial Nephew Lu, today's matter will be written off; after we return to Songshan, we won't speak ill of you either."

Lu Bai advised kindly: "In the future, you can also come to the Songshan Sect more often; my Songshan Sect's sword techniques can also be lent to you to look at."

"Your master Yue Buqun has always followed the rules and valued harmony above all else.

If he were to handle this matter, he would definitely hand us over to the Songshan Sect to deal with."

Lu Li watched these two, one singing the good cop and the other the bad cop, and suddenly sighed.

Perhaps this was the inertial thinking of disciples from large sects; they had long been accustomed to the awe others held for their sect, and took pride in it.

A strong sect had always been the reliance and shield behind them.

Thinking about it carefully, this was a very normal emotion.

Even in later generations, it was the same.

Even if one were in the midst of war abroad, one might be guaranteed safety because of a powerful motherland behind them.

Lu Li felt a pang in his heart; perhaps Yue Buqun had been racking his brains for so many years just to build the Huashan Sect into such a sect.

Xiang Danian, who was behind him, walked up and said in a low voice: "Martial Brother Lu, we will be out of the frontier soon, and our safety is already guaranteed.

If you really slaughter these people, I fear it will bring great trouble to yourself and the Huashan Sect.

If you truly slaughter these people, I fear you will bring great trouble upon yourself and the Huashan Sect.

Clearly, some people led by Xiang Danian hoped that Lu Li would "compromise."

The consequences of slaughtering these people were indeed not something these young disciples could bear, nor were they things they should decide.

The consequences of slaughtering these people were indeed not something that young disciples like them could bear, nor were they things that they should decide.

For them, this choice was too heavy.

However, Lu Li laughed.

He raised his right hand, pointed his long sword at Fei Bin, and then applied a little force.

Pfft!

The blade of the long sword lightly sliced through Fei Bin's skin, piercing bit by bit toward his throat and trachea.

"You are not wrong; the Songshan Sect is indeed powerful, and it has always kept Huashan from being able to lift its head.

And as it happens, Yue Buqun is a stubborn master who carries all the burdens on his own shoulders.

The more difficult the Huashan Sect's situation, the more tired he lives."

"I fear he also once saw the Huashan Sect in its prime, only for the entire mess of the Sword-Qi Conflict to be dumped on him.

If Huashan had never been prosperous, it would be one thing, but for someone who has seen the light, every extra moment spent in the darkness is torture."

"The reputation of the Gentleman Sword is half because he is indeed a rare scholar in the underworld, and the other half is likely put on.

The few years I spent practicing swordplay at Huashan to accumulate capital had no obstacles; the storms from the outside world were actually all blocked by him."

"If things had continued according to the original situation, there is no telling what he might have done for the sake of Huashan."

"But now, Huashan has me."

The Songshan Sect? Shaolin? The Sun Moon Holy Cult? Regardless of who is the head of the Five Mountains, regardless of how monstrous the Demonic Cult's flames are.

"No matter who you are, if I, Lu Li, want to kill, I kill."

With every word Lu Li spoke, the long sword cut deeper into Fei Bin's head.

At this moment, in Fei Bin's eyes, an emotion called fear began to sprout.

Lu Li had no intention of handing them over to Zuo Lengchan to deal with, nor did he intend to leave this matter for his master, Yue Buqun, to resolve!

This tiger had untied its own chains!

The disciples on the side were left completely stunned, and even the people from the Sun Moon Holy Cult were stunned.

"This Lu Li is truly unreasonable."

"He actually dares to kill Fei Bin; he doesn't care at all about the threats from the Songshan Sect and the Sun Moon Holy Cult."

"It's truly satisfying."

In the crowd, someone unknown spoke up and cursed.

"Damn it!

A good kill."

Subsequently, the crowd was as if ignited.

"I've long been annoyed with him."

"Is the Songshan Sect so arrogant? Are the Songshan Protectors so amazing?"

As for the disciples of the Five Mountains Sword Sects, especially those who had participated in the Five Mountains Alliance meeting, they could better understand what Lu Li's actions represented.

Only they would think about just how insane Lu Li's actions really were!

The next moment.

The sword in Lu Li's hand severed Fei Bin's head.

Then, with a burst of internal energy, a flash of sword light slashed out.

The Second Protector Lu Bai, the Eleventh Protector Sha Tianjiang, the Tenth Protector Bo Chen, the Demonic Cult Elder Tong Baixiong, the Helmsman Bao Dachu... several heads all fell to the ground.

Until the moment their bodies were separated, disbelief and terror still lingered in the eyes of Fei Bin and the others.

They died with their eyes wide open.

The courtyard was deathly silent; everyone held their breath, and the only sound in the entire courtyard was that of heads rolling.

"Junior brother, take some people to clean up and wash the floor."

"Ah? Ah, alright, senior brother."