The thunder resounded through the heavens, and lightning illuminated the night sky.
As Lu Changsheng's words fell, both inside and outside the deserted temple fell silent, with only the sound of pouring rain remaining.
"Let him in."
After a while, a rough voice came from inside the deserted temple.
The two thieves outside the temple exchanged glances and, in unison, stepped aside to make way.
Lu Changsheng lifted his foot and entered the deserted temple. His clothes were soaked, and rainwater dripped from his bamboo hat and clothes onto the ground. His footsteps left damp footprints on the floor.
He raised his head and saw a burly man sitting on a broken statue inside the deserted temple.
The man had a body as sturdy as a bear, holding a door-like large knife in his hand. His whole body exuded a surging and powerful aura. Initially, there was still a trace of chill outside, but once inside the deserted temple, the man's aura was so hot that it felt warm.
Li Ji, the Dragging Knife King!
Lu Changsheng had been hiding in the shadows and had observed everything inside the deserted temple. Therefore, he knew the identity of the burly man before him.
Li Ji sat on the statue, staring at Lu Changsheng with his copper-bell-like eyes and sneered, "You've seen it all. There was a fierce battle in the deserted temple just now, and many people died."
"As for us, we're not good people either. Do you still dare to take shelter here, considering the circumstances?"
There were bodies on the ground, and even the bloodstains hadn't been washed away. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood.
Lu Changsheng calmly replied, "Why wouldn't I dare?"
"Your business is killing people, and my business is finding shelter. They don't affect each other."
Li Ji tightened his grip on the large knife and stood up.
His massive figure exuded a powerful presence, and he sneered, saying, "Heh heh, you're quite the actor."
"Tell me, who are you? Why did you come alone to face me, the Dragging Knife King?"
Li Ji wasn't a fool. He found it quite coincidental that someone would be traveling at night, especially in such heavy rain. This wasn't the wilderness; it was Nanyang City. There were plenty of inns to take shelter in. Why seek refuge in this deserted temple during such heavy rain? It seemed that the person in black had come here specifically for him.
Lu Changsheng remained silent.
"Never mind, regardless of who your enemy is, since you've come to me to die, I'll grant your wish."
"Kill him!"
Li Ji gave the order, and his subordinates drew their weapons.
"Young man, prepare to die!"
Several of Li Ji's subordinates, armed with weapons, grinned and approached.
Suddenly, Lu Changsheng moved.
"Whoosh!"
He moved like a phantom.
In the blink of an eye, Lu Changsheng disappeared from their line of sight.
No, he didn't just disappear; he moved too quickly.
Lu Changsheng suddenly appeared in front of one of the thieves.
"It's too late, retreat!"
Someone shouted in alarm.
But it was too late.
"Chirp!"
Bursts of white light flashed and disappeared in an instant.
Subsequently, several thieves who had approached Lu Changsheng tightly held their throats and fell to the ground. Their bodies convulsed, and some even widened their eyes in fear.
Blood gushed from their throats, and they couldn't stop it.
"Good courage!"
"Daring to be fierce in front of me!"
Li Ji's men rushed forward, brandishing their weapons.
In an instant, all the thieves were on the move, quickly surrounding Lu Changsheng and gradually closing in on him.
"Hehe, let's see where you can escape to this time."
Li Ji grinned evilly, about to raise his large knife to smash Lu Changsheng into a pulp when Lu Changsheng moved again.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"
Lu Changsheng's figure flickered like a phantom. With each move, he left a trail of death behind.
"D*mn, don't let him get away!"
Li Ji shouted to his men.
Instantly, all the thieves moved, quickly surrounding Lu Changsheng and narrowing the encirclement.
"Hehe, let's see where you can escape this time."
Li Ji grinned wickedly, preparing to raise his large knife to turn Lu Changsheng into minced meat.
"Whoosh."
But Lu Changsheng didn't hesitate. He exploded with all his energy, and his aura suddenly surged. A blood-red light seemed to cover the entire deserted temple.
Even the powerful aura that Li Ji had just released disappeared in an instant.
Lu Changsheng's figure flickered, and he was suddenly three zhang away from Li Ji, standing there quietly.
"Boom!"
Li Ji, with a towering figure, suddenly had difficulty breathing, and his large knife was stuck in the ground. He laughed and said, "Haha, you may be fast, but can you break through my Whirlwind Thirteen Slashes?"
Lu Changsheng remained silent.
Li Ji saw the expressions of Zheng Renxin and others from Miaoshou Garden, who were present. They seemed shocked and pitifully sympathetic.
Li Ji lowered his head.
"Drip, drip."
At some point, droplets of blood began to fall from Li Ji's body to the ground.
Li Ji's clothes were already stained blood-red.
He seemed to feel some pain in his neck and couldn't help but touch it. His hand came away red with blood.
"You..."
Li Ji pointed at Lu Changsheng with his finger, his face filled with unwillingness, shock, and anger.
"Boom."
Li Ji, with a body as sturdy as a tower, fell straight to the ground, his gaze gradually growing vacant, until he ultimately lost all signs of vitality.
The Dragging Knife King met his end within the deserted temple!