Beauty Chairwoman’s Bodyguard Expert
Chapter 486 - 482: Invading the Wang Family

Chapter 486: Chapter 482: Invading the Wang Family

"Tang Kunyuan?"

Lu Tianxing’s eyes flashed with a smile, "Tang Kunyuan is not to be feared, he can’t do anything to us. When we meet Tang Kunyuan later, don’t kill him, I want him alive."

Since he had promised Rose to take revenge on his behalf, it was best to capture Tang Kunyuan to whet their appetite, lest this young girl obsess over revenge day and night, and one day, in a moment of folly, rush alone to the Shu Tang Family for vengeance.

"Boss, let’s not dawdle here, hurry up, I can’t wait to wipe out these guys anymore."

Tie Niu urged, his exposed skin shimmering with streaks of golden light, evidently channeling his Vajra Invulnerable Body Divine Skill.

"I can’t wait either."

Sima Lingyun’s eyes flashed, his sword hummed in his hand, eager for blood.

"Let’s go! Don’t keep them waiting too long, after all, we, the Netherworld Mercenary Corps, have a reputation to maintain. We said we’d strike on July 10th, so we strike on July 10th, lest anyone thinks we’re just bluffing."

The four of them walked towards the Wang Family compound, one after another. Just as they reached the front gate, four desperadoes whom the Wang Family had hooked in with a heavy reward immediately emerged from hiding, their eyes flashing fiercely, saying nothing and charging directly at Lu Tianxing and the others.

Fu Tu gave a cold smile, not waiting for Lu Tianxing to speak. In an instant, his figure turned into a flash of blade light. Three streaks of silver light suddenly appeared, and the three charging men immediately fell to the ground, each with a bloody hole in their neck.

"Damn it, Fu Tu, you’re too quick with your hands. Thanks for leaving one for me though,"

Seeing Fu Tu dart out, Tie Niu shouted instantly, his figure also rushing forward, snapping one with his hand, and smirked, "Boss, take your time strolling, Fu Tu and I can handle these minor pests."

Speaking thus, Tie Niu marched on ahead, brutal and ferocious, snapping the neck of anyone who appeared without hesitation, the rich scent of blood instantly permeating the air.

All these people were desperadoes expensively recruited by the Wang Family, and though each was recklessly brave, the disparity in strength was apparent. Even if they charged at them, they couldn’t inflict any harm on Tie Niu or Fu Tu, their bullets were shredded by True Qi upon contact.

As they walked on, the pathway was littered with blood, Tie Niu and Fu Tu turned into reapers, charging directly towards the Wang Family’s council hall. The Wang Family Martial Artists and desperadoes stationed around almost had no chance to react, becoming corpses in an instant.

Compared to Tie Niu and Fu Tu, Lu Tianxing and Sima Lingyun seemed much more relaxed. Several isolated desperadoes were directly shaken to death by Lu Tianxing’s True Qi, without even a chance to scream, while those near Sima Lingyun, arranged by the Wang Family, were directly killed by a sword through the throat, dead without a doubt.

Bodies lay haphazardly across the spacious front courtyard of the villa, with the thick scent of blood enveloping the space. Lu Tianxing’s eyes showed no mercy—these desperadoes, each with blood on their hands and innocent blood on their bodies, didn’t warrant sympathy at all.

Moreover, being enemies and still keeping mercy at this time was akin to strapping a time bomb to oneself, potentially blowing one into oblivion.

"They’re here, the Netherworld Mercenary Corps is here, they’ve stormed in."

As cries of killing and screams echoed from outside, everyone in the council hall behind the villa shuddered, instinctively tightening their grip on their weapons as if to grant them a semblance of security, their eyes fell on the door outside, feeling the surrounding darkness encroach like a savage beast, ready to devour them completely.

Anxiety instantly filled the hall, a bone-chilling cold enveloping everyone’s hearts.

"Why panic? Isn’t Mr. Tang here? What’s there to hurry, they’re only headed for a dead end if they dare enter. Everyone calm down, anyone who disrupts our morale, I’ll send on their way right now," Wang Anquan’s face flashed with anger as he barked harshly.

Hearing Wang Anquan’s words, everyone shuddered, their gazes inadvertently shifting to Tang Kunyuan. Seeing that he remained unmoved, they finally heaved a long sigh of relief, as if taking a reassurance pill, well aware of the fame of the Shu Tang Family.

"They arrived, did they? Since that’s the case, let the Netherworld Mercenary Corps become the first stepping stone for the Tang Family to conquer the Southeast."

A smile emerged on Tang Kunyuan’s face, boasting that the Tang Family’s poison stood unmatched under the heavens. Even a Mythical Realm expert would meet his end upon encountering it. He didn’t believe the Netherworld Mercenary Corps could withstand the Smoke Cloud Miasma. Each time he saw someone desperately struggling under the Tang Family’s poison, it incredibly soothed his mind, showcasing the potency of their poison.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

Just then, suddenly, two bodies flew in from outside, crashing heavily to the ground and disintegrating rapidly at a visible rate, hissing as they dissolved. In just a few breaths, the flesh turned into a pool of blood, leaving only a set of smoldering clothes behind.

Seeing this horrific scene, everyone in the council hall felt their skin crawl, instinctively wanting to distance themselves from Tang Kunyuan. Yet, their eyes shimmered with excited light. This scene had demonstrated comprehensively that if anyone from the Netherworld Mercenary Corps barged in, their fate would mirror that of the two, and they could rest easy.

"Boss, this is where the Wang Family, those cowards, are hiding."

Just then, a brawny man emanating a faint golden light burst in from the outside and landed in the courtyard filled with the Smoke Cloud Miasma.

"This guy is definitely dead."

"The Netherworld Mercenary Corps turned out to be so trashy, this time our Wang Family is finally safe."

"To think I was so worried, it turns out the Netherworld Mercenary Corps is just a bunch of brutes, and we are finally going to annihilate them."

"Haha, the time for our Wang Family to dominate Modu has come, with the Netherworld Mercenary Corps gone, we are the strongest family in Modu."

Seeing Tie Niu boldly landing in the poison-filled courtyard, a cold smirk flashed across the faces of everyone from the Wang Family, feeling a heavy stone in their heart had landed, utterly delighted, after being terrified by the Netherworld Mercenary Corps for so long, they could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"Why, why isn’t this guy dead yet, how is he still alive?"

"Impossible, my eyes must be deceiving me, Mr. Tang said that even a Heavenly Extreme Expert would undoubtedly die upon contact, why isn’t he dead yet, could he be a Mythical Realm supreme expert?"

"It’s over, our Wang Family is done for, even the Smoke Cloud Miasma can’t do anything to him, could it really be that heaven wants to destroy our Wang Family?"

A few breaths passed, and Tie Niu still stood in the same spot looking at them, and the Wang Family members, initially wearing delighted smiles, suddenly wore thick expressions of horror. If even the Smoke Cloud Miasma was useless, what could they use to fight against a Mythical Realm expert?

Hearing the discussions around him, Tang Kunyuan’s face turned ugly as he spoke to Wang Anquan, "Family Head Wang, immediately have the people you’ve arranged around here take action, delay their time as much as possible. They must have known our plans in advance and taken things like the Poison Avoidance Pill, but such things definitely can’t guarantee they can stay in the Smoke Cloud Miasma for long. Delay them, and they’re bound to die inevitably."

"Mr. Tang, I understand."

Wang Anquan’s face drastically changed, no longer caring about hiding their strength, and he immediately let out an enraged roar, "Everyone, attack, kill, kill them for me."

As Wang Anquan’s voice sounded, dozens of people suddenly emerged from the dark corners around them, each with a ferocious killing intent on their faces and True Qi flashing on their bodies, they directly pounced towards Tie Niu and the following Fu Tu, aiming to use a human wave tactic to crush Tie Niu and Fu Tu by sheer numbers, buying time.

These people were the Martial Artists that the Wang Family had cultivated over the past decade, considered the Wang Family’s ultimate reserve, the foundation of the Wang Family’s standing in Modu. Without these Martial Artists, the Wang Family would at most be considered a household, not a clan. Now, Wang Anquan employing his trump card clearly meant he was prepared to fight a desperate battle, to succeed or die trying.

"Hahaha, human wave tactics, not bad, not bad, I will let you know that under absolute power, the number doesn’t make any difference."

Tie Niu burst into laughter, his whole body emitting a violent aura, ferocious and brutal, his figure ghostlike as he moved through the crowd, not giving these people a chance to strike. His Shaolin Arhat Fist was vigorously executed, sending one Assassin after another to their deaths.

Fu Tu did not speak, his figure turned into a flash of blade light, weaving through the air, and with each sweep of the blade light, another person fell to the ground with a deep gash on their neck, regardless of whether they were at the Profound Level or Earthly Level, they were powerless in their hands.

"Fu Tu, Tie Niu, you two are too slow, hurry up, I don’t want to die under this miasma."

A cold voice transmitted, and two figures leaped into the fray.

Lu Tianxing, holding the Iron Blood Battle Halberd, gave a slight shake.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

Two Wang Family Martial Artists who had pounced towards him were instantly exploded into a bloody mist, showing no mercy. Since they were enemies, to continue holding back was simply wishing for their own demise.

Sima Ling Yun walked at a leisurely pace, his longsword swift as lightning, pinning each Wang Family Martial Artist who lunged at him directly into the empty space.

This was blatantly a massacre. Faced with two Martial Artists almost at the Mythical Realm, alongside two Heavenly Level Martial Artists besieging them, the Martial Artists heavily invested in by the Wang Family were like infants learning to walk, utterly incapable of resisting, instantly subdued, not to mention buying time.

The dense smell of blood permeated the entire sky, as Wang Family Martial Artists trained fell dead, the entire council hall was enveloped in gloom, everyone wore expressions of deep fear. If not for Wang Anquan’s sinister gaze keeping them in check, they would undoubtedly surrender without hesitation. Killing Gods, these people were nothing less than Killing Gods, and if they didn’t surrender, weren’t they simply on a path to certain death?