Murderous Intent

"Come out and meet your death."

Lu Qing said it lightly, as though he were about to casually crush an ant.

Everyone was shocked by Lu Qing's arrogance.

They could not believe such words had come from a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator with merely Five Tribulations cultivation.

As for Mo Tu Shan, he felt an evil fire surge up from the depths of his heart, instantly sending him into a furious rage.

"Brat, you're courting death!"

With a thunderous roar, Mo Tu Shan's burly body took a single step forward and was already before Lu Qing, throwing a punch.

In his towering fury, he did not even use a magic treasure. He only wanted to use the power of his formidable physical body to smash Lu Qing into flesh paste, punch by punch.

"Not good!"

Yu Jian had not expected Lu Qing to draw so much hatred the moment he arrived.

Sensing the killing intent emanating from Mo Tu Shan, his gaze sharpened, and he was about to act.

But in the next instant, the treasured sword he had just raised froze in midair as he stared blankly ahead.

A dazzling sword light suddenly flared, illuminating the entire space of the seventh stage of the Physical Body Passage.

Boom!

The sword light struck Mo Tu Shan directly, blasting his burly body backward.

Even when he landed, he failed to steady himself completely and staggered back several more steps.

"What?!"

Everyone was utterly shocked.

No one had expected Mo Tu Shan, who had reached the consummate Eighth Tribulation, to be forced back by a single sword strike from Lu Qing.

Mo Tu Shan in particular looked at the inner armor on his arms, where deep sword marks had been carved, then raised his head and stared at Lu Qing in disbelief.