Chapter 672
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The Wu Clan's Threat
When Luo Zheng appeared, he was immediately recognized by many people.
Luo Zheng's name had already spread throughout the Hundred Battles Empire. His fame was even greater than when Wu Guixuan had just risen.
Many Commoner Disciples saw him as a role model. His portrait could be bought in many places and his appearance was already known by many people.
"Isn't that young man Marquis Shenjian?"
"He looks even more handsome in person than in the portrait. So handsome!"
"Why is Marquis Shenjian here? He crippled the Tianwu Marquis and is already at odds with the Wu Clan. Why would he appear in Wu Imperial City? Isn't he afraid that the Wu Clan will kill him?"
Many commoners saw Luo Zheng standing in front of the Wu Clan's gate and could not help but gather around.
However, these people only stood far away from the square and did not dare to cross the line.
The Wu Clan was the Emperor of Wu Imperial City and the Wu Clan Estate was the Imperial Palace.
The square in front of the Wu Clan Estate was paved with purple gold and white jade. Every day, there would be people to clean it and not a speck of dust was allowed.
Commoners were not allowed to enter. Those who violated the rules would be charged with blasphemy against the Saint Martial King and executed immediately!
Once, there was a group of three to five years old children who accidentally ran into the plaza while playing, leaving behind a stain. The Wu Clan actually stripped them of their clothes and hung them upside down in the plaza, causing these children to freeze to death in the cold wind!
"Great Elder, Luo Zheng is here. He's standing outside the square!"
A Wu Clan Member excitedly rushed into the Wu Clan's Conference Hall and reported.
"Oh? This kid really dares to come! "
Hearing this, the Wu Clan Great Elder suddenly stood up and revealed a sinister smile, "Good, good, good. If he doesn't cripple his own cultivation today, I'll kill Luo Qing in front of him. I want to see if this kid has three heads and six arms and how he can turn the tables!"
When the Wu Clan Member heard that Luo Zheng had appeared, they were extremely excited.
Many people walked out of the Wu Clan Estate.
The Wu Clan Member knew that Luo Qing was imprisoned in the clan and Luo Zheng was afraid of her. Many of them revealed sinister smiles as they waited to see a good show!
"Hahaha, Marquis Shenjian has graced us with your presence. Apologies for not going out to welcome you!"
At this moment, the Wu Clan First Elder, who was dressed in a mink robe, slowly walked out. He stared at Luo Zheng and spoke in a sinister tone.
"I heard that my sister is in your Clan Estate? Hand her over! "
Luo Zheng said with an icy expression.
"Hahaha, that's right. When our Wu family heard that Xiao Wei and Xiao Yun had kidnapped your sister, the Divine Sword Marquis was enraged. Blood flowed like a river and the Xiao family was slaughtered. Our Wu family was also enraged. We sent a large number of troops to guard the passes of the Frost Desolate Land and searched everywhere. By chance, we discovered the Xiao family and your sister …"
The Great Elder stared at Luo Zheng and laughed, "Men, bring out the culprits of the Xiao family."
In just a moment, two people covered in blood were dragged out of the Wu Clan Estate.
The two of them were still breathing, but all the flesh on their bodies had disappeared. Their bodies were covered with densely packed cuts, and blood was flowing out continuously.
Moreover, their tongues were cut off and there was a bloody hole in their lower abdomens. They were crippled.
The people around the square could not help but gasp. This was simply too horrifying.
"Marquis Shenjian, this is a punishment of the Wu Clan. It is called Death by a Thousand Cuts. The executioner will use a sharp knife to cut off a thin piece of flesh from the prisoner's body every 15 minutes. The prisoner can scream for ten days and ten nights without dying. However, the screams of the Xiao family's father and son were too miserable. We could not bear to listen to them anymore, so we cut off their tongues. "
The Great Elder was calm and unruffled as he stared at Luo Zheng with a sinister smile, "Marquis, are you satisfied with the punishment we used on the Xiao family's father and son?"
"Hand over my sister!"
Luo Zheng looked at the miserable state of the Xiao family's father and son and said in a deep voice.
"Why? Last time, Marquis Shenjian acted viciously and crippled Marquis Tianwu's cultivation. Now, my Wu Clan has repaid evil with good and saved your sister. Shouldn't Marquis Shenjian repay kindness to those who are grateful? "
The Great Elder sneered.
"How do you want me to repay kindness?"
Luo Zheng's face was cold as he asked coldly.
"Master Marquis Shenjian crippled our Young Master Tianji last time. This made our Wu Clan members unable to calm down and unable to sleep at night. If Marquis Shenjian is willing to cripple your own cultivation, our Wu Clan will be extremely grateful. "
The Great Elder of the Wu Clan said.
As soon as he said this, there was an uproar in the square.
Although the Wu Clan sounded nice, everyone could tell that the Wu Clan wanted to use Luo Qing to threaten Luo Zheng!
"The Wu Clan is really despicable and shameless!"
"They are obviously taking advantage of others' power, but they still say it in such a righteous manner. How shameless!"
Many people cursed in their hearts, but they did not dare to say it out loud.
"Luo Zheng, you lowly bastard from a humble family. How dare you go against our Wu Clan! You are courting death! The Xiao family's father and son's fate is right in front of you. Now, your sister Luo Qing is in our hands. It's not impossible for you to see her. However, whether you see her dead or alive, or even end up like the Xiao family's father and son, it's up to you. "
The Great Elder of the Wu Clan's sinister laughter entered Luo Zheng's ears.
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