"Brat, this young master will definitely make you feel so much pain that you will wish you were dead."

Lu Jing looked at Wu Chen, his eyes filled with malicious intent. This brat, caused his reputation to be ruined, and completely lost face, he would definitely not forgive him, and would make him wish that he was dead.

Looking at Wu Zhan, Liu Yuyan and the others, Lu Jing's mouth revealed a cold smile. His figure flashed, and he rushed forward.

"Lu Jing, you dare?"

Noticing Lu Jing's intentions, Wu Chen flew into a rage. This brat really did not remember, he had repeatedly attacked his parents, and was truly unforgivable.

"Kid, I've said it before, I will repay you a hundredfold the pain that you added onto my body."

Lu Jing sneered, clenched his fist and gathered his energy, directly rushing towards Wu Zhan and Liu Yuyan.

Wu Chen's expression changed greatly. He could not care about the surging blood within his body, and he could not care about Lu Youya, as he grabbed onto his Jarring Gun and rushed over. He definitely could not let Lu Jing's scheme succeed.

"Kid, your opponent is me."

Lu Youya immediately rushed forward to stop Wu Chen, but as for Wu Zhan and the rest, ever since they entered their Lu Family, they were already destined to be dead. Since Lu Jing had killed them, it wasn't a big deal, it was just a small clan's patriarch and wife, it was fine to kill them.

"Scram for This God."

Wu Chen bellowed, he raised his hand and released a few multicolored lights. These multicolored lights shot towards Lu Youya from all directions.

"Is that a Soul Imprint Needle?"

From Wan Peng, he found out that the existence of this kind of Soul Imprint Needle. It was extremely tyrannical, able to kill people without them noticing, and Yuan Xiaotian had died under this kind of Soul Imprint Needle.

Now, he finally believed that Yuan Xiaotian had truly died in Wu Chen's hands, there was no doubt about it.

Lu Youya immediately used his luck to protect his Sea Of Consciousness. Although this Soul Imprint Needle was extremely tyrannical, it only worked on one place, and that was the Sea Of Consciousness. Once inside the Sea Of Consciousness, it would cause a terrifying destructive force, enough to kill a expert at Spirit Sea Stage.

"A little."

was surprised that Lu Youya could recognize the Soul Imprint Needle. Although the Soul Imprint Needle was extremely tyrannical, as long as it was properly guarded, it could not be used in the slightest.

However, Wu Chen did not care, and could not bother with Lu Youya anymore, his body rushed out, wanting to save Wu Zhan and the others.

"Madam, quick, dodge."

Seeing Lu Jing rushing towards them to attack, without saying a word, Wu Zhan stepped forward and used both hands to form a seal with his entire body. Then, he threw out the Wonder Gate Seal ruthlessly.

"You overestimate yourself."

Looking at Wu Zhan's Wonder Gate Seal, Lu Jing felt that it was beneath him, a cultivator with just the Fourth Empyrean of Spirit Rotation Stage, daring to be impudent in front of him, that was simply courting death.

"Eight Extreme Fist."

Gripping his fist, Lu Jing smashed out a fist. The powerful Eight Extreme Fist, carrying a power that could destroy all, fiercely rushed out, Wu Zhan's Wonder Gate Seal seemed extremely weak in front of the Eight Extreme Fists.

"Ah!"

Wu Zhan screamed out in pain, he was immediately sent flying by Lu Jing's fist, falling to the ground, he spat out fresh blood continuously, and was severely injured.

"Husband."

Liu Yuyan's expression changed greatly as he hurriedly supported Wu Zhan. Looking at his husband's severely injured body, her heart felt like it was about to shatter.

"You're courting death."

Lu Jing sneered, he had profound strength, and his strength was so strong that it was far from what Wu Zhan could handle.

"Since you all wish to court death, this young master will grant your wish."

Lu Jing raised his fist and a powerful energy condensed. The ferocious Fist Force was enough to destroy everything.

"Young master, come and save us!"

Qiu Yue cried and shouted. Lu Jing was extremely powerful, and among all the people here, not a single one was his opponent. He simply could not resist.

"After you guys go to hell, I'll send you guys down to reunite with your family."

Lu Jing sneered again and again. With his strength, as long as he threw out this punch, these people would all be burnt to ashes, and their souls would return to hell.

"Swoosh!"

However, right at this moment, his body suddenly stopped.

Lu Jing slightly lowered his head, looking at his own chest. There, a spear had deeply pierced through him, and an indescribable pain had also entered his mind.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were wide open as they stared straight at Lu Jing's chest. Dark red blood flowed out, dyeing Lu Jing's embroidered clothes red, it was incomparably dazzling.

The entire hall was silent. Only the sound of blood dripping onto the ground could be heard.

"How is this possible, how is this possible?"

Lu Jing didn't believe it, how could he be hit?

"Stubborn fool."

Wu Chen held onto the Jarring Gun, standing straight, this Lu Jing, from the start, had been unsettled and kind. When he was still in the Qingyang Mountain, he had been the one to blame for the death of the Gold Wolf Hawk, and if he was not lucky, he would have died at the hands of the Heavenly Eagle Gang long ago, but yesterday, he had ruthlessly taught the other party a lesson, in hopes that he could learn from it and restrain his actions. Not only did Lu Jing not learn from his mistakes, he had even turned even more serious and sent people to Yunfeng City to capture his parents, in hopes of forcing him to surrender.

The surrounding people from the Lu Family were all dumbstruck, staring blankly, as though they never even dreamed that Lu Jing would be killed.

"Jing'er."

At this moment, a strong gust of wind blew over, accompanied by a strong gust of wind. Wu Chen did not even look at the energy, and directly threw Lu Jing out, of course, he would not let go of the other party's Storage Ring.

His own son, was a heaven warping genius, the most outstanding person in the history of their Lu Family. He had high hopes for him, and had always carefully nurtured him, hoping that he would be able to achieve outstanding results in the Hidden Dragon Competition s, and become famous just like that.

But now, all his dreams had turned into bubbles and ashes.

"Ah!"

Lu Youya roared in anger. A violent aura surged out in an instant. His hair stood on end and he looked like he had gone mad.

Everyone was overwhelmed with shock as they involuntarily retreated far away from Lu Youya. They could tell that Lu Youya was already on the verge of going crazy, and this kind of person was the most terrifying.

Wan Cang Hai and Cui Ke looked at each other. They didn't expect that things would turn out like this.

However, they immediately started laughing. Lu Jing had died, and Lu Youya had gone insane, which meant that the strength of their Lu Family had greatly decreased. That way, they could take the opportunity to join hands and divide up the Lu Family.

"Ha ha-ha, good killing, good killing."

Last night, Lu Jing sent people to attack the Wu family, and killed and injured many people, causing heavy casualties. Now, the main culprit had received his due retribution, it was truly a joyous event.

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