At this moment, Tian He also recovered from his rage and calmed down considerably.
As he calmed down, he realized that Lin Xiao seemed to be trying to absorb his power.
If he let this guy live, he believed he would surely die within a month!
Therefore, Lin Xiao had to die now!
"Shatter the Stars!"
This time, Tian He chose to engage Lin Xiao in close combat for the first time.
Lin Xiao narrowed his eyes; he had found an opportunity.
One of the reasons the previous strike had not caused much damage to Tian He was that Tian He would dodge and avoid the brunt of the attack. But now, since Tian He chose to come forward, it meant that Lin Xiao at least had a chance for a mutual kill.
He might even be able to achieve rebirth from death.
The stars shone brilliantly, and the killing intent was cold and frenzied.
At this moment, Lin Xiao shed his Armor of Killing Intent.
The Armor of Killing Intent had significantly reduced his absorption speed. If he wanted to seize this opportunity, he had to put all his strength into the attack.
An evenly matched fight required both offense and defense, but to overcome a superior opponent, one had to go all out!
The cultivation technique within his body circulated rapidly, and he felt the groaning of his meridians, which, if it continued, would rupture from the strain before long.
The spiritual energy in his dantian had already tripled!
Furthermore, the power in his dantian was now naturally compressing.
To accommodate more power, the spiritual energy in the dantian had to be continuously compressed and gathered, thus creating more space.
The brilliant stars in his eyes vanished.
In their place was a profound, bottomless darkness.
Within the darkness, there was a faint, almost imperceptible glimmer of light.
Flashes of memories of Luo Qinghan's everyday moments with him, her vulnerability and helplessness on the day they reunited, her moving tears on their wedding day, her startled joy after the Luo family's changes, and their gentle, virtuous moments together...
And then there was Xun'er's repeated calls of "Bàba."
He had a reason to live and a reason to utterly destroy this True Person Tian He!
If he wanted to achieve freedom and act without restraint, he had to eliminate these threats, these cultivators who had turned his entire Lin family, dozens of souls, into wandering ghosts!
"Die!"
Tian He's sword pierced through Lin Xiao's chest.
He thought it was all over.
But this was just the beginning.
Lin Xiao's hand grabbed his, his palm now stained with golden-red blood. The blood was scorching hot, making True Person Tian He feel the burn.
He tried to pull his hand back, but he discovered that Lin Xiao had already absorbed a tenth of his power at that moment.
And the military knife in Lin Xiao's hand precisely stabbed into his heart.
"Why..."
True Person Tian He did not understand. In that instant, he had unleashed his Myriad Swords Return as One, which Lin Xiao should not have been able to withstand. Thus, Lin Xiao had chosen to condense all his killing intent onto the military knife, turning defense into offense.
The best defense was offense. Tian He knew that if he did not change his offensive approach, he would inevitably engage in a mutually destructive exchange with Lin Xiao.
"Ten seconds left."
Chu Feng was already counting down, looking at the massive villa that resembled a small castle with great interest, and he sighed, "Rich people, they really cherish their lives."
What was this situation?
Jiang Yuan and Yan Zhi Fei were dumbfounded. They exchanged glances, and then Jiang Yuan asked the person from the Dongfang family beside her, "If I'm not mistaken, Chu Feng is threatening the Dongfang family."
"I... I saw..."
The driver was also a bit confused. Was he dreaming? Chu Feng, a remnant of the Chu family, had actually single-handedly annihilated three Grandmasters of Martial Arts at this moment, and the old butler, who had always been the family's spokesperson, was now being held hostage, forcing their Patriarch to come out.
This must be a dream.
"3... 2... 1..."
Chu Feng looked at the entrance with some disappointment. Dongfang Wuqing did not appear; instead, a group of bodyguards came out.
The Dongfang family's bodyguards were different from those of other families. All the bodyguards here were fully armed, each holding a handgun, pointing at Chu Feng.
"Butler Huang, we are here to rescue you!"
"Chu Feng! Put your hands up! Or we will open fire!"
Facing this formation, Chu Feng's smile became even brighter, which, in the eyes of the bodyguards, seemed somewhat menacing.
"Girls are not suited to see what happens next, so turn away."
Chu Feng's voice echoed, clearly directed at Yan Zhi Fei.
As this voice sounded, Yan Zhi Fei, for some reason, obeyed and, pulling his friend, quickly turned away.
At the same time, Chu Feng's hand moved.
He exerted force on the hand he had placed on the old butler.
And his body appeared as twelve afterimages, all of which arrived in front of the twelve armed bodyguards.
Almost simultaneously, these twelve afterimages struck.
"Ah!!!!!"
The twelve bodyguards cried out in pain simultaneously, and twelve arms fell to the ground.
"Since you've made your choice, I can't let you down."
In less than a second, Chu Feng had retracted his hand.
The old butler now looked at his abdomen with shock. Half of his abdomen was gone, his internal organs, intestines, and blood mixed together.
The aura of life rapidly drained from the old butler.
"What a pity, you should be nearing retirement. You can only blame Dongfang Wuqing for being too heartless," Chu Feng shook his head, sighed, and reached out a hand to close the old butler's eyes.
Thump...
The old butler's body fell to the ground, his life completely extinguished.
Chu Feng then walked step by step through the blood and severed limbs on the ground, approaching the entrance to the Dongfang residence. He reached out and touched the door.
Boom!
The door seemed to have been hit by a powerful explosive, flying inward and embedding itself in the wall.
Chu Feng then slowly walked into the massive villa.
The interior decoration was very European, resembling a noble castle from television, from the grand spiral staircase carpeted in red to the massive chandelier overhead.
Next to the living room, neatly arranged armor was displayed, but this armor did not resemble European style; it looked more like ancient armor from the Dragon Country.
The violent demolition of the door earlier had caused a large porcelain vase, which had been placed on the first floor, to develop a crack.
"Open fire!"
A cold, stern voice rang out the moment Chu Feng stepped into the villa.
Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat!
The rapid sounds of handguns and automatic rifles filled the air, and hundreds of bullets engulfed Chu Feng.