"Father — —" Lu Qingming leaped into the air and caught Lu Xingkong's falling body in his arms.
He looked at Lu Xingkong's pale face and the blood at the corner of his mouth and asked anxiously, "Father, how are you?"
"I'm fine." Lu Xingkong said in a hoarse voice, the qi and blood in his body were boiling and his heart was in turmoil. He looked at the silver dragon in the sky that was crushed by the giant golden hand and said aloud, "Don't worry."
"Father, step back. Let your son fight for you in this battle. "Lu Qingming's eyes were red and his voice was filled with grief and indignation.
They had long expected that this would be extremely difficult to pass.
However, no one thought that it would be so difficult that they almost wanted to wipe out the Lu Family in one fell swoop.
Li Muyang was seriously injured by them and could not get up. Until now, he was still framed by them as a dragon.
Now, it was his father's turn — — did they want to kill his father too?
Li Muyang could not die. Li Muyang was the hope of the Lu Family.
His father could not die either. His father was the backbone of the Lu Family.
So, he had to die.
If the Lu Family had to lose a life on Mist Mountain, Lu Qingming hoped that it would be his life.
Only then would he be willing to accept the worst and the best result.
"No." Lu Xingkong's voice was deep like a tiger's roar. "Cultivation is like climbing a mountain. The higher you get to the top, the harder it is to climb. The slightest difference in realm is reflected in the gap between realms. Your realm is similar to his, but I can't do anything to him. Your realm is too far apart from his, I'm afraid you will be defeated in one round. "
"But father — —"
"No need to say anymore, I don't agree." Lu Xingkong lowered his voice and whispered. "Qingming, promise me one thing."
"Father, say it — — no matter what it is, I will promise you." Lu Qingming held Lu Xingkong's body and slowly landed. He stretched out his hand and wanted to transfer his inner qi into his body to help him balance his qi and recover quickly.
"Don't waste your energy." Lu Xingkong stopped him and said, "This strength is only useful if it is kept in your body."
"Father, what do you want me to do?" Lu Qingming asked.
Lu Xingkong's gaze swept across the battle platform. From the beginning until now, he had continuously made moves, but Song Gudu still stood there motionless.
Just this alone was enough to let everyone know how terrifying the gap between the two of them was.
In the face of an even stronger power, a power that was difficult to resist, the helplessness and grievance in the depths of one's heart was difficult to express to others.
"When I am fighting with Song Gudu, find a way to escape with Li Muyang," Lu Xingkong said in a low voice. "Don't go home. Go as far as you can …"
"Father, what do you mean — —" Lu Qingming's expression was one of horror.
"It's activated ahead of time." Lu Xingkong gasped for breath. "Song Gudu suddenly stepped into the Astral projection realm, and immediately attacked our Lu Family. It seemed like he couldn't wait any longer. The situation was so chaotic that they had to leave immediately. I'm afraid it'll be too late. "
"Is it really that dangerous?" Lu Qingming asked in disbelief. "How can a millennium-old family be so easily eradicated?"
"If it's just my Lu Family, things would be simpler." Lu Xingkong said with a worried face. "What they want is more."
"Is now really — — the best time?" Lu Qingming muttered.
Lu Xingkong fixed his eyes on the high platform, saying in a low voice, "If I were Song Gudu, I would make the same choice as him. There's no better time than today. "
"But Father — —"
"Remember what I said. No matter what, you have to find a way to escape with Li Muyang. "Lu Xingkong exhorted again. He was afraid that Lu Qingming's soft-heartedness would ruin the important matter. "I have made some arrangements for Xiaoyu. When you escape, they will also act at the same time — — Go, the further the better. Go to Feng City. Act according to the plan we discussed before. "
"Yes, Father." Lu Qingming gritted his teeth. "But Father, what about you?"
"I have my own way to escape." Lu Xingkong said in a fierce voice. "Song Gudu's stepping into the Astral projection realm has indeed broken some of our arrangements and made our situation worse — — but there will be a way to solve it."
Lu Xingkong pushed away Lu Qingming's support, shook off the dust on his body, and once again leapt in front of Song Gudu.
"How are the arrangements going?" Song Gudu asked aloud.
"What do you mean? I don't understand. "Lu Xingkong said with an expressionless face. Even if the two attacks had failed, he was still in a state where he would not bat an eyelid even if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him.
"If I were you, the first thing I would do is to let Lu Qingming and his subordinates take Li Muyang away from Mist Mountain, and run as far as possible — —" Song Gudu said calmly, his pair of chaotic eyes seemed to have the ability to see through the hearts of people and the affairs of the world.
"Why should I let Lu Qingming take Li Muyang away?"
"Because if they don't leave now, I'm afraid they won't be able to leave in the future." Song Gudu said very frankly.
"The Eye of the Starry Sky, can overlook the starry sky, everything in the world is under your control — — even if I let them escape now, do they have a chance to survive?"
"A mouse locked in an iron cage knows to search around, looking for a hole to escape from the cage — — let alone a human?" Song Gudu said calmly, "People have seven emotions and six desires, how can they not be mixed with a little bit of fluke mentality?"
"You think you can kill me? You think I will die today? "
"That's why I came." Song Gudu stood where he was, his black robe fluttering in the cold wind. Snow once again fell from the sky, covering all things, and also shrouding the two peerless masters on the viewing platform. "If that's not the case, why would I want to get involved in this farce? Xingkong, I knew that you received a peerless spear technique from Li Muyang on your birthday. That spear technique is called 'Xumi spear' — — "
"It's the spear technique I just used."
Song Gudu shook his head.
His eyes were gentle, unexpectedly with a hint of sincerity, as he said softly, "If that spear is only so powerful, how can it give you the courage to challenge me? Come on, use your most powerful strength. I haven't fought with anyone for many years, I hope that today I will meet an opponent worthy of respect — — "
"In that case — —" The Heavenly Emperor spear in Lu Xingkong's hand was raised again. "As you wish."
— — —
Mist Mountain, Wind Pavilion.
As the battle was about to begin, the West Wind Emperor Chu Xianda was brought here by many guards to protect him, to prevent this peerless battle from injuring the Emperor.
Looking at the battle on the viewing platform in the distance, Chu Xianda's face was extremely ugly.
"In the previous battle, Old immortal of Still water Mu Ding died with his sword. Coupled with the West Wind God of Sword Mu Yubai who was injured by Li Muyang, the Kingdom has already lost a pillar of talent. If something happens to Elder Song and Xingkong, the foundation of the Kingdom will be shaken — — "
"Besides, Elder Song has just stepped into the Astral projection realm, and is already an immortal-like figure. Why fight with mortals? This battle can be stopped. "
"Your Majesty — —" Cui Xichen gave a cupped fist salute to Chu Xianda. "The battle has begun, the fighting spirit has been aroused, it's not good to stop now, right?"
"Why not?" Chu Xianda said coldly. "Do we have to wait for Elder Song or the Duke to die before this battle can be stopped? All the people present could see that Elder Song's strength is much stronger, and the outcome of the battle is already decided. If the battle continues, it will be a battle of killing. This battle is really not what I want, nor is it the fortune of West Wind. "
Chu Xianda turned to look at Li Fu, his attitude incomparably tough: "Li Fu, I order you to go immediately — — say that it is my order, for the sake of West Wind, this battle is to stop."
Li Fu bowed his back, saying with an embarrassed look on his face: "Your Majesty, this is making things difficult for Old Slave, Old Slave is just a slave, even if I go, I'm afraid the two Lords will not stop the battle — —"
"You old dog — —" Chu Xianda's face twisted in anger. "You dare to disobey the Emperor's order?"
Li Fu's smile grew even more bitter. "Your Majesty, it's not that Old Slave wants to disobey the Emperor's order, but — — the two Lords will not obey the Emperor's order."
Chu Xianda's face had turned purplish red, kicking Li Fu again and again.
"Dog slave — — you dog slave who ate the heart of a bear and the guts of a leopard — —" Chu Xianda was infuriated, beating and scolding Li Fu. "You don't even listen to my order? Do you believe that I will kill every single member of your clan? "
Upon hearing Chu Xianda's words, Li Fu's bent back suddenly straightened up.
After so many years, he finally straightened his back in front of this man, and was able to — — look him in the eye as an equal.
Li Fu's face was tinged with a mocking and relieved smile, and his tone of voice was filled with indescribable sympathy. "Your Majesty, you did have the right to behead my entire family — — but it will be difficult to do so in the future, right?"
Chu Xianda's face grew even more embarrassed, and he calmed down.
He stared at Li Fu, asking: "You are also one of them?"
"I hope Your Majesty can help me." Li Fu gave a cupped fist salute and said with a smile.
"Hahaha — —" Chu Xianda burst into wild laughter, his face purplish red, and he was gasping for breath. He pointed a book at Li Fu, saying in a sorrowful voice: "You old dog, I knew there was someone they arranged around me, but I didn't expect that person to be you — — it's you — —"
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