Lu Xiao took Yuan Shengwu to a small island and threw Yuan Shengwu to the ground.

"This time, I'll see who can save you. ”

Lu Xiao's expression was cold.

"Father-in-law, I really know that I am wrong, I beg you, let the child go. ”

Yuan Shengwu's face was full of horror.

He had never felt that death was so near.

"No need to beg for mercy. ”

Lu Xiao's expression was cold: "Today, you will die." ”

Yuan Shengwu's face was full of panic, in his body, the meridians were broken, and his internal organs were stirred up by the violent fist intent.

At this time, he has long lost his combat power, and can only be slaughtered by others.

"Before I kill you, as a teacher, I will teach you another trick. ”

Lu Xiao raised his hand and pointed, and a golden light violently pierced through Yuan Shengwu's chest.

Suddenly, blood gushed wildly.

"Up!"

Lu Xiao raised his hand slightly, and the spilling blood, as if being pulled by it, instantly converged towards the sky.

In the sky, a bloody zither was formed.

Although Yuan Shengwu's blood was almost gone, he was not dead.

To be precise, it was Lu Xiao who didn't let him die.

"Prepare to feel the pain. ”

Lu Xiao smiled coldly, raised his hand, and there was an invisible force, plucking the blood strings.

The next moment, there was a primeval sound.

It seems to be a lonely cloud, breathtaking.

The artistic conception is incomparably grand, as if it is like a Kunpeng swaying for 30,000 miles.

Yuan Shengwu's pupils shrank suddenly, and the moment the piano sounded.

In front of him, a hallucination suddenly appeared.

This is in a European-style palace.

A kamikaze man, forcibly pressing a woman to a bed, is frantically picking at the woman's clothes.

"No...... No. ”

The woman's face was full of horror and wanted to resist, but the man in front of her was not an ordinary person.

She was not allowed to struggle at all.

Just when she was about to accept her fate.

The man trembled all over, and suddenly turned into blood.

After the man died, the scene changed again.

This time, it was a woman, unclothed, with a syringe in her hand, pressed against a man's neck.

This man is the president of the Philippines, Marco.

He looked frightened and said, "An Qing, what are you doing here?"

"My name is not An Qing, and I am not from Huaxia. The woman sneered: "I am a kamikaze, my name is Abe Haruko, I want you to issue an order now, raise troops to attack from southern China." ”

"You're a kamikaze spy?"

Marko's face changed dramatically.

"You only have ten seconds to think about it. ”

Haruko Abe's expression was cold.

Marco's face was horrified.

Lu Zixiao's death is extremely turbulent, and as the president of the Philippines, he naturally knows about it.

However, they did not intend to get involved in the matter.

After all, they were as weak as ants in the eyes of the American and European powers.

Not only will they not be able to gain any benefits from participating in this war, but they will inevitably suffer extremely heavy losses if they invade China with their military strength.

He didn't want to do this kind of thankless work.

Haruko Abe, the countdown continued, and just as Marco was about to give in, Haruko Abe suddenly trembled, and before she could even scream, she turned into blood and dripped.

……

Kamikaze country, Kyoto, a courtyard.

This is the residence of the old emperor who abdicated to Gen Shengwu.

At the moment, on the tatami mats.

Two young women in their early twenties are serving the old emperor.

This old emperor is old and strong, and the sword is old.

Inside the room, there was a constant sound of delight.

Outside the door, the two bodyguards couldn't help but feel a little itchy when they heard it.

At this moment, the screams of two women suddenly came from inside the house.

The faces of the two bodyguards changed, and they hurriedly broke into the door.

I saw a woman, straddling the blood.

"What happened? His Majesty the Emperor?"

The bodyguard hurriedly asked.

"This ...... It's ......"

One of the women, pointing to the pool of blood, turned pale and trembled.

Just now, when they were serving the emperor comfortably, the emperor suddenly trembled.

They also thought that the emperor was old and would not be able to hold out for long.

He was about to make a speech to comfort the emperor.

As a result, the next moment, the old emperor, like a candle melting, instantly turned into blood.

……

This scene kept flashing in front of Yuan Shengwu's eyes, and every time Lu Xiao played a syllable, someone died.

Those who died were all royalty of the Kamikaze Kingdom.

"Li Pifu!

Yuan Shengwu roared, his eyes were red, he already understood what Lu Zixiao was doing.

Lu Zixiao, this is using his blood as a guide, casting a bloodline curse.

As long as anyone is related to his bloodline, they will be killed by the curse.

Lu Zixiao, this is to exterminate his bloodline.

Far and near, all of them were wiped out.

"Am I so ruthless?"

Lu Xiao's expression was cold: "When you destroyed the foundation of my Huaxia army, did you ever think that their lives were also ruined by you?"

"In order to defeat me, when you connived at Abe Qingming, laid down a sacrificial array, and sacrificed tens of millions of people, did you ever think about how ruthless you were?"

"Your Yuan Shengwu's life is life, their life is not life? Your Yuan Shengwu's relatives are people, their parents, brothers and sisters, so they are not people?"

Lu Xiao fluctuated the strings quickly, and the vast and pleasant sound of the piano fell on Yuan Shengwu's ears, like a note.

Every note sounded would represent the death of a clansman.

Yuan Shengwu roared, roaring angrily, his eyes bleeding and tearful.

He couldn't wait to tear Lu Xiao to pieces.

"Cry. ”

Lu Xiao flexed his fingers into claws and cast a dragon snatcher.

The dragon-shaped strength broke through the air, and in the next moment, Yuan Shengwu was caught in front of him.

Lu Xiao punched into Yuan Shengwu's stomach, and then pulled out the internal organs.

"Call it. ”

Then, the True Yuan of the whole body exploded, and the body of the Source Saint Martial began to disintegrate in an instant, turning into powder little by little.

Yuan Shengwu is still not dead.

He couldn't move, and even his soul was completely imprisoned.

Even suicide can't be done.

I can only watch my body disappear little by little.

"Then die!"

Lu Xiao's expression was cold, and the power of the divine soul suddenly exploded, instantly shattering the divine soul of the source saint martial arts, twisting it into powder, and scattering it in the wind.

Finally, Gen Shengwu died.

Completely disappeared from heaven and earth.

Leave no trace.

Lu Xiao's expression was cold, but his eyes unconsciously revealed a touch of sadness.

This sadness comes from Li Pifu's memory.

In his last life, he regarded Li Fengnian as his own and taught Li Fengnian everything he had learned all his life.

But I didn't think that the person I trusted the most had never trusted me.

also ruined his inheritance, messed up his Taoism, and ruined two generations of Chinese young talents.

made him a sinner in Huaxia.

Lu Zixiao shook his head and shook this pathetic emotion out of his mind.

He cast his gaze in the direction of the kamikaze country, his eyes cold.

He had one more thing to do.

(End of chapter)