"Lu Yunxiong, give up. Even if I die, I won't let you have your way!"
Li Ping scolded.
"Bitch, what's the point of holding on? Your husband is dead, and now that little bastard Lu Ming is dead too. You dare to go against me? I want all of you dead! "
Lu Yunxiong scolded.
"Nonsense! My son Lu Ming will never die!"
Li Ping shouted.
"He won't die? Don't deceive yourself. He can't be any more dead. You have no one to rely on. "
Lu Yunxiong sneered and attacked Li Ping.
"Ming-er!"
Li Ping's body trembled and tears welled up in her eyes.
Although she did not admit it, she knew very well that Lu Ming was afraid that an accident had really happened.
The Mystic Essence Sword Sect sent someone to announce it. How could it be wrong?
She was in despair.
"Lu Yunxiong, aren't you afraid of being punished by the higher-ups of the Mystic Essence Sword Sect?"
A core elder shouted angrily.
"Haha, punish? When Lu Ming was alive, he was indeed a peerless genius and was valued by the Mystic Essence Sword Sect. But now that he's dead, who would punish me for a dead person? "
"Moreover, everyone here is from the Duanmu family. How could the higher-ups of the Mystic Essence Sword Sect punish someone from the Duanmu family? What a joke!"
Lu Yunxiong laughed wildly.
The other burly men from the Duanmu family also laughed proudly.
"What a pity. What a pity that little bastard Lu Ming is dead. Otherwise, I would kill his mother in front of him and let him have a taste of losing his family."
Ning Kong's tone was very cold.
"Bah, a shameless person. Like father, like son. Look at you. No wonder your son died in Ming-er's hands!"
Li Ping glared at Ning Kong and said disdainfully.
"You're courting death!"
Ning Kong was furious and said to Lu Yunxiong, "Brother Lu, I don't think we should wait any longer. Let me take action now and torture this bitch. I want her to beg for death. At that time, she will agree to whatever conditions you have."
"Lu Yunxiong, let's do it this way! We don't have so much time to waste here. "
The old man from the Duanmu Clan opened his eyes and said.
"Good! Then let's do it this way. I'll leave this person to Brother Ning. You can do whatever you want. Just use whatever means you have. "
Lu Yunxiong sneered.
"Lu Yunxiong, what are you trying to do? How could you treat a member of the Lu Clan like this? Are you still human? "
A core elder of the Lu Family roared.
Bang!
Suddenly, Ning Kong's figure moved, and a palm strike landed on this core elder's body.
Ning Kong was a ninth-level Martial Master expert, a core elder of the Lu Clan. How could he possibly block it? His body was pierced through by the boundless palm energy, and he was sent flying, no longer breathing.
"You old fogeys, why are you chirping here? You're courting death!"
Ning Kong said coldly.
"All of you … all of you will die a horrible death. Lu Yunxiong, you will suffer retribution."
The other three core elders roared.
Now, only three of the seven core elders of the Lu Clan were left. The rest were killed by the Duanmu Clan two days ago.
"Shut up, you old fogeys. I wanted to spare your lives, but it seems like it's no longer necessary. Attack, kill them."
Lu Yunxiong waved his hand.
Clang! Clang!
Around them, a few burly men from the Duanmu Clan unsheathed their sabers and were about to attack.
At that moment, a burly man who was covered in blood staggered in.
"Oh no, oh no!"
The burly man shouted.
"What's going on?"
Lu Yunxiong's face changed.
"Lu Ming, it's Lu Ming!"
The burly man exclaimed.
As soon as he said that, everyone was shocked.
"What Lu Ming? Lu Ming is dead."
Lu Yunxiong said.
"No, he's not dead. He's not dead. He killed his way in."
The burly man shouted, his eyes shining with fear.
"What?"
Lu Yunxiong and the others were shocked.
As for Li Ping and the other three core elders, they were stunned for a moment before they were overjoyed.
"Ming 'er, Ming' er is not dead! Ming 'er is not dead! "
Li Ping muttered to himself, tears of joy rolling down his cheeks. He was so excited that his body trembled.
"Haha, the Young Lord is not dead. I knew it. The Young Lord is a genius, how could he die?"
The core elders of the Lu Clan laughed.
"Impossible, how is this possible?"
Lu Yunxiong roared.
"Nothing is impossible."
A cold voice came from the sky. A young figure stepped on the void, his body as light as a feather, and floated in.
"Lu Ming, it's Lu Ming!"
"It's really him, he's not dead!"
Exclamations could be heard from the crowd.
"Haha, it's really the Young Lord!"
The three core elders laughed.
"Ming 'er!"
Li Ping was excited.
"Lu Ming, it's really him!"
Lu Yunxiong and Ning Kong growled in shock.
Lu Ming did not look at the others. He took several steps forward and landed in front of Li Ping like a gust of wind.
Looking at Li Ping's pale face, Lu Ming felt a throbbing pain in his heart. His eyes reddened as he said, "Mother, I'm late, I've made you suffer."
"Ming 'er, Ming' er, is it really you? Mother thought I'd never see you again. "
Li Ping caressed Lu Ming's face as tears flowed down her cheeks.
Initially, she really thought that Lu Ming was dead, and her heart was filled with despair. But now, Lu Ming was standing in front of her, alive and well. The joy was indescribable, and she seemed to have recovered a lot in an instant.
"Mother, take this pill!"
Lu Ming took out a pill that could replenish blood and qi, and fed it to Li Ping.
Li Ping took the pill, but as if she remembered something, her face changed, "Ming 'er, leave quickly, don't care about Mother, leave quickly!"
"Leave? Since you're here, you want to leave? Ridiculous! "
Lu Yunxiong said coldly.
At this moment, Lu Ming slowly turned around. His expression was indifferent, and his eyes were cold as ice. His gaze swept across Lu Yunxiong, Ning Kong, and the other members of the Duanmu family. He said coldly, "All of you must die!"
Lu Ming's murderous intent was extremely strong. He had never felt such a strong murderous intent toward anyone before.
Dragons had reverse scales, and those who touched them would be killed!
For Lu Ming, his family was his reverse scale.
"Haha, Lu Ming, you still want to kill us? What a joke!"
Lu Yunxiong laughed.
"Kill, Lu Ming must be killed. Kill him, and pretend that he didn't appear today, that he died in the Dongyi Ruins."
The old man in the armchair stood up and said coldly.
If Lu Ming returned to the Mystic Essence Sword Sect, it would be difficult for them to act.
They might as well kill Lu Ming today, and pretend that Lu Ming didn't appear and died in the Dongyi Ruins. This way, as long as the higher-ups of the Mystic Essence Sword Sect didn't send people to investigate, they wouldn't know.
"Lu Ming, it's good that you're not dead. Today, I'll kill the person closest to you in front of you, and let you taste the pain of losing a loved one, haha!"
Ning Kong laughed.
"Lu Ming, you're really stupid. If I were you, I would run back to the Mystic Essence Sword Sect. How dare you show up here in broad daylight? You're the one who's looking for death. "
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