How did I, a fake bodyguard, become a terrestrial immortal?

The next moment, Lu Yang's eyes gradually brightened.

Max level Xuanwu Zhenyue Body.

This thing... is way too hard!

Bai Yixin sat on the ground holding her daughter Bai Miyao, her face still wet with tears, completely stunned.

So he really knows martial arts?!

It's laughable that she previously thought, like those people in Black Bull Town, that Lu Yang was mentally unstable because he told everyone he was a Wudang disciple.

But where exactly is Wudang?

Little Bai Miyao opened her eyes wide and whispered, "Mommy, Uncle Lu is so amazing..."

Bai Yixin opened her mouth, but couldn't say a word.

It's more than just impressive.

Although she was not skilled in martial arts, she had seen some real martial artists.

When the Bai family mansion was robbed, the guards fought back desperately, and their swords and spears were able to injure even those ninth-rank martial artists.

But the knife that struck Lu Yang squarely on the neck didn't even leave a scratch.

It might even have reached the eighth rank of skin refining!

Lu Yang naturally had no idea what Bai Yixin was thinking.

All he knew was that Lu Yang, the man from earlier, was dead.

The one standing up now is Lu Yang, a master of horizontal martial arts and the owner of the max-level Xuanwu Zhenyue Body.

He slowly stood up, patted the dirt off his body, and forcibly suppressed the wide grin that was about to reach his ears.

"What did you just say?"

The burly man instinctively took a half step back.

Silence reigned all around; no one dared to answer.

Just then, Bai Miyao blinked and whispered a reminder: "Uncle Lu, they just said they were going to chop off your legs."

The air became quieter.

Wang Da's face was gloomy, and his hand holding the knife was still trembling slightly.

He didn't hold back with that last strike.

Let alone a person's neck, it can even cut off a wooden stake as thick as a bowl with one stroke.

But when the sword was struck at Lu Yang, it not only failed to penetrate, but instead caused his hand to go numb from the impact.

The burly man stared intently at Lu Yang, gritting his teeth as he said, "So you're a trained fighter. No wonder you dared to meddle in our business."

A martial arts expert?

Lu Yang shook his head repeatedly in his heart.

No, no, no, you've misunderstood.

I'm just a newbie who just got my money.

Lu Yang stood with his hands behind his back, tilted his head slightly, and tried to put on a lonely air of a master.

"It's too late to know now."

Upon hearing this, Wang Da's face turned even uglier, and the dozen or so pursuers behind him gripped their weapons tightly, their eyes filled with more apprehension as they looked at Lu Yang.

But as much as we fear it.

They outnumbered each other.

The burly man sneered, "So what if you've mastered martial arts? I'd like to see how many blows you can withstand!"

After saying that, he suddenly waved his hand.

"Get them!"

More than a dozen people rushed up at the same time.

The flashing of blades filled the air, and a murderous aura was palpable.

Bai Yixin turned pale with fright and quickly shielded her daughter in her arms.

Lu Yang's heart tightened as he watched the crowd rushing towards him.

The pursuer at the front swung his sword, aiming straight for Lu Yang's chest.

Lu Yang instinctively closed his eyes.

Another loud bang.

The broadsword struck his chest, sending him flying.

The man was so shocked that his hand split open, and he screamed in agony, staggering back several steps along with his knife.

Lu Yang opened his eyes and looked down at his chest.

The hem of his clothes was slightly dirty...

Wait! My clothes are torn!

Lu Yang's face immediately darkened.

You fucking!

This is the only decent outfit I have!

Lu Yang slowly raised his head, looking at the group of people whose expressions had changed, and finally couldn't suppress a sneer: "That's it?"

Those two short words sounded like a slap in the face to everyone.

How is that possible!

Upon seeing Lu Yang unharmed, Wang Da, the leader, underwent a drastic change in expression.

impossible!

This is definitely not an eighth-grade skin refinement!

Although an eighth-grade skin refinement technique can strengthen the skin and flesh, it is absolutely impossible to withstand swords and blades without being injured.

Wang Da gritted his teeth and roared again:

"Attack together!"

The remaining people exchanged glances and, steeling themselves, charged forward.

Knife, gun, club, axe.

More than a dozen weapons fell on Lu Yang one after another.

A series of rapid clanging sounds of metal clashing rang out continuously.

Someone's knife blade cracked, and blood flowed from their hand.

Some people's weapons were directly blasted away.

Lu Yang stood there, his clothes even more tattered, but he was completely unharmed.

Wang Da's face turned completely pale.

It's neither skin refining nor bone forging.

Once you reach the Bone Forging Realm, your Qi and blood penetrate your bones, making your muscles and bones strong. You can indeed withstand ordinary swords and blades, but it's absolutely impossible for you to stand still and let them slash at you like that!

Damn it, how could there be such a master in Black Bull Town!

Wang Da swallowed hard.

He suddenly realized that he might have bitten off more than he could chew today.

The others also realized what was happening, their faces turning pale as they gripped their weapons, too afraid to attack again.

When Lu Yang saw them stop, he felt a sense of relief.

well.

They finally stopped cutting.

If you keep cutting him, he won't feel pain, but his clothes will really be gone.

Lu Yang put his hands behind his back and took a step forward.

Mud and water splashed underfoot.

The dozen or so pursuers retreated in unison.

Lu Yang was secretly delighted, but he still pretended to be calm on the surface.

"Who was it that said they were going to chop off my legs?"

thump!

Wang Da was the first to kneel down.

Seeing this, the others also dropped their weapons and knelt on the ground.

"Please spare me, senior!"

"We were blind and ignorant, and offended our senior!"

"Please, senior, have mercy on us and let us go!"

Looking at the people kneeling on the ground, Lu Yang felt somewhat troubled.

put?

We absolutely cannot let it go!

These people are capable of hunting him down; they even tried to chop off his leg just now.

I can't let this go!

Moreover, who knows if they will bring even more people back after we release them?

kill?

He does.

The problem is, he doesn't know how.

He's like a stone that's come to life now.

Others can't cut him down, but he doesn't know how to fight back either.

We can't just work them to death, can we?

Lu Yang remained silent for a moment, then suddenly sneered: "How despicable! To save their lives, they've even resorted to begging for mercy."

"Alright then... I'm kind-hearted. Don't you all like chopping off people's legs? Do it yourselves!"

Everyone's expression changed drastically.

Wang Da suddenly looked up: "Senior, what do you mean by this?"

Lu Yang said calmly, "It's simple: break one leg from each of you, and I'll spare your lives!"

Wang Da and the others looked at each other, their faces extremely grim.

The other side actually told them to cripple themselves; that was worse than killing them.

One of them gritted his teeth and said, "Even if you are a highly skilled senior, don't you feel it's beneath you to compete with us ninth-rank martial artists?"

Lu Yang glanced at him, said nothing, and simply took a step forward.

The man's expression changed, and he instinctively stepped back.

But just as he took half a step back, a companion suddenly sprang up and kicked him in the knee.

Click!

The sound of bones cracking rang out.

The man screamed and fell to the ground.

The man who made the move had a fierce look on his face, and he quickly cupped his hands and said, "Since you have given me a way out, I should cherish it."

With the first one succeeding, the rest dared not hesitate any longer.

Lu Yang's eyelids twitched; this was far too decisive.

Lu Yang looked at the pursuers lying on the ground and suddenly grinned.

"Hehehe, you can't move now, huh?"

Lu Yang bent down, picked up a chipped longsword from the ground, and weighed it in his hand.

puff!

The blade fell, and blood splattered.

The first person fell down.

Then came the second, the third...

What a joke! You can't run away now, why would I tolerate you?

In the end, only Wang Da was left.

Wang Da's face was deathly pale, his limbs were weak, and he knelt on the ground, retreating backward.

But one of his legs was already useless, and no matter how hard he tried to retreat, he couldn't escape Lu Yang's shadow.

Lu Yang, carrying a blood-stained knife, walked up to him.

Wang Da gritted his teeth and said, "You have a cruel heart!"

Lu Yang looked down at him, then suddenly laughed: "Ruthless?"

"When you were a dozen or so people chasing after a woman and a six-year-old child, why didn't you say you were ruthless?"

Wang Da was speechless.

Lu Yang originally intended to end him with a single blow.

But just as he raised the knife, a thought suddenly struck him.

He can use this opportunity to test the system's rules.

So he looked at Wang Da and said calmly, "Come here."

Wang Da trembled all over, not daring to disobey, and could only drag his useless leg, hopping along on one leg to Lu Yang.

Lu Yang stared at him and said, word by word, "I'll let you say one sentence: beg me to escort you."

escort?

What a strange request!

But when you're under someone's roof, you have no choice but to bow your head.

Wang Daqiang, suppressing his fear, stammered:

"Please...please, senior, escort me."

Lu Yang waited for a while, his mind completely silent.

No task activated.

Lu Yang frowned slightly.

Ok?

No response?

It seems this system isn't something that can be triggered by just anyone asking a question.

Either you need a real employer.

Either the goods and destination need to be clearly defined.

Or perhaps...

Seeing Lu Yang's silence, Wang Da thought he still had a chance to survive, so he quickly forced out a smile that looked worse than crying.

"Senior, I have done as you said, look..."

Lu Yang snapped out of his daze and glanced at him: "You're really useless."

Lu Yang slowly raised his knife.

"A useless person."

"die."

puff-

The blade fell.

The wind began to blow along the muddy road.

Lu Yang stood amidst the corpses, looking down at the blood-stained knife in his hand, and suddenly fell silent for a moment.

It's ridiculous that he killed someone and then didn't vomit...

Bai Yixin stood not far away, holding her daughter, looking at him with a pale face.

Lu Yang slowly exhaled, turned around, and forced a smile: "Sister Bai, don't be afraid, I haven't finished delivering this shipment yet."