The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard

Chapter 814: Can I kill disciples of Nanyue, but not disciples of Kunlun?

Zhao Feiyu kept a cold face, his mind racing.

This was something he had never expected.

That bastard Lu Daoren, he failed to kill someone and exposed his identity. He should have run far away. How dare he come here?
That's incredibly audacious!

In the blink of an eye, he had a draft in mind.

"Lin Chen visited Kunlun Mountain and got into a dispute with several Kunlun disciples, which later broke out into a battle. Several disciples were injured, including Zhao Ping, a disciple of Tian Shu Peak, who is also my cousin. He asked me to deal with Lin Chen, but if I were to take action directly on Kunlun Mountain, it would be an act of bullying and would damage Kunlun's reputation."

Zhao Feiyu said calmly, "That's why I had Lu Daoren, whose strength had just entered the Nascent Soul stage, take action. If he escapes, we'll let this matter rest as a lesson for him. If he dies, then he dies. How can the disciples of Kunlun be bullied?"

Lin Chen's eyes widened in surprise.

Holy crap, that's pretty good.

What was originally the behavior of a petty person with narrow minds has now become a righteous fight for the dignity of Kunlun.

This guy was certain he wouldn't say much about the private matters between his father and Tang Li, since it was a private matter, and if it were exposed, no one would be happy, and most importantly, it would hurt Tang Li.

Tang Li has been so good to me, even passing on the great secret technique of shrinking the earth to an inch to me, so of course I won't drag her into this mess.

Li Ping'an turned to look at Lin Chen: "Junior Brother, is what he said true?"

Lin Chen laughed and said, "His cousin bullied others and insulted other disciples. I couldn't stand it, so I stepped in to stop him and teach him a lesson. Of course, this is an internal matter among the Kunlun disciples. It is true that I, as an outsider, have interfered too much."

Li Ping'an nodded: "As a son of Kunlun, if you truly feel that the Kunlun disciples have been humiliated, you should stand up and handle this matter openly and fairly. Sending people to intercept and kill them in private is a despicable act and truly despicable. My junior brother was lucky and was not harmed, so I will not kill you today, but you must pay the price for your actions."

Zhao Feiyu coldly asked, "What price?"

Li Ping'an took a step forward and reached out to grab Zhao Feiyu.

Zhao Feiyu was shocked. He hadn't expected Li Ping'an to act so decisively. He quickly retreated, and at the same time, the eight-armed Arhat, who was hundreds of feet tall, reappeared behind him.

"Be merciful!"

An aged voice rang out, and a gigantic hand suddenly appeared in the air, reaching out to grab Li Ping'an with overwhelming force, blotting out the sky. Li Ping'an remained calm, casually raising his hand, forming a seal, and striking the air.

The giant hand, accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder, was about to land on Li Ping'an's head when it suddenly seemed to encounter an invisible obstacle and could not be pressed down.

The next second, the giant hand collapsed.

Li Ping'an remained unperturbed, taking another step forward. He stood before the eight-armed Arhat, who stood hundreds of feet tall and resembled a deity, and said calmly, "Your innate Dao physique is indeed extraordinary, but Heaven has bestowed upon you exceptional talent. You should shoulder more responsibility, not rely on your talent to wantonly trample on the lives of others."

The eight-armed Arhat brandished various weapons and hurled them at Li Ping'an. Li Ping'an casually struck out with his palm, instantly deflecting those fierce attacks that could split mountains and cleave the earth, sending them veering to the side.

Li Ping'an pointed his fingers like a sword and seemingly casually made a sweeping motion in the air.

"I will sever one of your extraordinary arms as a punishment. If you offend me again, no matter if you are born with a Daoist body or are a son of Kunlun, I will take your life."

A figure shot out like lightning from the flying boat in the distance from Kunlun Mountain, an aged voice booming like thunder.

"Li Ping'an, how dare you!"

With Li Ping'an's simple slash, a black line seemed to appear in the air, emanating strong spatial fluctuations, as if it had cleaved the sky.

The black line swept directly across the shoulder of the eight-armed Arhat. A huge arm that was waving a house suddenly detached from the Arhat's shoulder, fell from the air, crashed heavily into a cliff, and then turned into golden light spots, gradually disappearing into the air.

Lin Chen was shocked. His gaze fell on the shoulder of the eight-armed Arhat, where there was a huge gap. The gap was radiant with golden light, but it was mixed with a strange black color.

As the eight-armed arhat's arm was severed, Zhao Feiyu's face suddenly turned deathly pale. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body instantly became much weaker, his eyes filled with terror.

The eight-armed Arhat is an extraordinary phenomenon; if he is injured or resummoned, he can naturally return to his original state. However, he now discovers that his arm cannot be restored!
The eight-armed Arhat has now become a seven-armed Arhat, his strength has greatly decreased. Not only that, because of the mysterious connection between him and the strange phenomenon, he himself suffered a heavy blow and suffered serious internal injuries. It will probably take him a year and a half to recover.

Upon seeing this, the white-haired old man who had shot in like lightning flew into a rage: "Li Ping'an, you've ruined the future of Kunlun! Are you going to start a war with Kunlun?"

Li Ping'an said calmly, "A naturally born Dao physique is a once-in-a-millennium occurrence, which is why I spared him this time as a minor punishment. Otherwise, just for the fact that he tried to harm my junior brother, he would be dead by now. What, can my Nanyue disciples kill, but your Kunlun disciples can't?"

(End of this chapter)