After descending the mountain, the aloof female CEO became attached to me.

"Yes, Master."

Old Zhang nodded, a hint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

"Boy, you're lucky enough to die by my hand."

After saying that, Zhang Lao turned his palm into a claw and fiercely grabbed at Chu Tian.

"presumptuous."

“This is Lu Xiaoman’s territory, it’s not your place to run wild.”

Lu Xiaoman was furious. In a flash, she drew her sword and unleashed nineteen consecutive strikes.

Each sword strike surpassed the last, until the final strike unleashed a chilling sword light.

"What a brilliant nineteen-style killing sword technique!"

"However, the difference in skill level cannot be bridged by sword techniques alone."

Old Zhang snorted and quickly withdrew his killing move aimed at Chu Tian, ​​instead striking Lu Xiaoman with a backhand palm.

Deng Deng Deng!

A powerful surge of internal energy swept in.

Lu Xiaoman's sword moves were instantly neutralized, and she had to retreat several steps before she could regain her footing.

"Is this the strength of an internal energy martial artist?"

Lu Xiaoman's face flushed red, and she was terrified.

"Xiaoman, how are you?"

Tang Yurou quickly helped Lu Xiaoman up, and said worriedly.

Lu Xiaoman said dejectedly, "He is very strong, I am no match for him."

"Hmph! Miss Lu, I only spared your life because of Old Master Lu."

"But don't be ungrateful."

Old Zhang's threatening words came through.

Lu Xiaoman gripped the sword tightly in her hand.

This was the first defeat of her life, and she was very unwilling to accept it.

"If you trust me, then use the killing sword twenty-three."

"Attack his lower body directly, and you will surely win."

At this moment, Chu Tian's calm voice came.

Lu Xiaoman was immediately startled, "How do you know that the Killing Sword has a twenty-third form?"

The Killing Sword is a sword technique passed down through the Lu family.

Each sword strike is stronger than the last.

However, according to outside sources, the Killing Sword only has nineteen forms.

The nineteenth sword strike, while consuming a significant amount of the martial artist's stamina, doubles the power of the strike.

Lu Xiaoman only managed to withstand one move from Elder Zhang by relying on her nineteenth sword strike.

Otherwise, a martial artist at the mid-stage of internal strength could kill a martial artist at the late stage of external strength with a single palm strike.

But in reality, the true killing sword has a total of twenty-three forms.

However, this is a closely guarded secret of the Lu family.

How did Chu Tian find out?

"Never mind how I know, just do it if you trust me."

"Although this will drain all your strength, it will allow you to defeat your opponent."

"And in the path of martial arts, the only way to reach the pinnacle is to live by facing death."

"Your talent is not bad. The reason why you have practiced martial arts for so many years is that you are still only an external force martial artist. What you lack is the ability to face life and death."

Chu Tian said in a serious tone, and passed on his martial arts insights to Lu Xiaoman without reservation.

"With my current strength, if I were to forcefully unleash the Killing Sword Twenty-Three, I would inevitably suffer a backlash from the sword energy, resulting in my meridians being severed and me dying."

Lu Xiaoman hesitated. Although Chu Tian's ability to name the Twenty-Three Killing Swords proved that he was extraordinary.

But doing so carries too much risk.

Chu Tian shook his head in disappointment and sighed, "It seems I overestimated you after all."

"Fine, then I'll take care of him."

Seeing that Chu Tian was looking down on her, Lu Xiaoman felt a strong sense of resentment.

Initially, it was clearly because she looked down on Chu Tian.

Unexpectedly, he was now being looked down upon by Chu Tian.

Moreover, she always felt that what Chu Tian said made sense.

To live in the face of death, to find hope in the face of adversity.

Only in this way can one break free from the cocoon and transform into a butterfly.

Only then will they have the means to survive in the upcoming struggles within the Lu family.

After thinking it over, Lu Xiaoman's eyes became more determined than ever before.

"Okay, I'll trust you this once."

"Today, I will use the Twenty-Third Killing Sword to defeat internal force with external force."

Suddenly, a surge of heroic spirit welled up in Lu Xiaoman's heart, and she unleashed a flurry of sword moves, wielding nineteen swords in the blink of an eye.

But it never stopped; the sword continued to dance frequently.

The twentieth sword.

The twenty-first sword strike.

The twenty-second sword.

puff!

When Lu Xiaoman unleashed her twenty-second sword strike, she suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, and her breathing became erratic.

Clearly, with her current strength, it would be quite difficult for her to unleash the Twenty-Three Killing Sword Technique.

Looking at the injured Lu Xiaoman, Tang Yurou asked anxiously, "Chu Tian, ​​are you sure what you said is accurate? Is Xiaoman really alright?"

"Believe me, as long as she uses her last sword strike, she will not only survive, but will also leap two realms and become an expert in internal energy," Chu Tian said firmly.

Upon hearing this, Elder Zhang scoffed, "Boy, do you think you're some kind of grandmaster martial artist who can just give a few pointers and expect someone to challenge you beyond their level?"

"What a joke. Only a silly girl like her would listen to a country bumpkin like you."

"Very well, I'll make you give up today and show you that the gap in cultivation level is insurmountable."

With a shout, Zhang Lao unleashed his inner energy, which surged and surged forth, causing the air to tremble.

Then, a palm strike containing terrifying power slammed down on Lu Xiaoman.

Lu Xiaoman's expression changed drastically. She felt the terror of this palm strike; if it landed, she would surely die.

With no other choice, he endured the pain of his injuries and swung his sword one last time.

"Old man, my Lu family's martial arts school will not tolerate your wild behavior."

"The twenty-third move of the killing sword, unleash it."

Swish!

A simple, unadorned longsword shot out from the sky.

Ordinary and unremarkable, lacking any brilliance.

Old Zhang looked at her with utter contempt. "Little Lu, I told you, he's a good-for-nothing. If you believe her, you're just courting death."

Just then, an incredibly terrifying sword aura suddenly erupted from the longsword.

Like a bomb, it contains destructive power.

Old Zhang's pupils constricted instantly. "No, this is impossible..."

Before he finished speaking, the longsword, with unstoppable force, broke through all obstacles and pierced through Old Zhang's chest.

puff!

Old Zhang spat out a mouthful of blood, slammed hard onto the ground, and instantly lost his fighting ability.

A murmur of surprise rippled through the crowd once again.

Chu Tian only gave a few casual pointers, and Lu Xiaoman, who was in the late stage of external strength, defeated Zhang Lao, who was in the middle stage of internal strength.

This is absolutely terrifying!

Qin Shaocheng's eyes were filled with terror as he retreated in a panic.

This scene completely overturned his understanding.

In contrast, Lu Xiaoman knelt on one knee, leaning on her long sword with one hand, and remained silent with her eyes closed.

Streams of internal energy surged through her body, and her aura rose steadily, like sesame seeds blooming.

Clearly, she is making a breakthrough.

"Now, how do we say it?"

Chu Tian looked at Old Zhang lying on the ground and walked towards him with a mocking expression.

Old Zhang felt a chill run down his spine, and his body trembled violently.

At this moment, Chu Tian seemed like a devil.

After all, even a grandmaster martial artist cannot allow an external martial artist to defeat an internal martial artist in such a short time.

But Chu Tian did it.

"I am a member of the Qin family. If you dare to lay a finger on us today, I, Qin Shaocheng, guarantee that the Qin family will make you die..."

Qin Shaocheng looked at Chu Tian as he approached, his face full of malice.

Although Chu Tian was somewhat unexpected.

But he believed in the Qin family's strength.

But before he could finish speaking, Old Zhang covered his mouth.

"Young Master, at a time like this, what's with all this talk about the Qin family?"

"The Qin family is nothing! We've encountered a monster."

After saying that, Old Zhang hurriedly picked up Qin Shaocheng and ran over.

In the blink of an eye, the two disappeared without a trace.

Chu Tian was slightly taken aback. "You ran away already? Where did your courage go?"