Chapter Eighty-Six: Dumbfounded

After a few days of investigation, Lu Cheng's name gradually appeared in Song Bingsheng's field of vision. Liang Hao is dead, and Liang Tian is missing, all because of Lu Cheng. And Song Ziren killed Song Yiqun, and the reason is probably because of Lu Cheng. His discovery made everyone break out in a cold sweat. Lu Cheng is just a handyman, how can he have such a lot of energy.

"Bingsheng, do you think Lu Cheng will be a martial artist?" Song Haoran's eyes sank, if this was really the case, Lu Cheng's scheming would be too terrifying.

"How big is this Lu Cheng?" Ye Dongxi moved in his heart and asked.

"Fifteen years old. Song Bingsheng said in a deep voice, it is not strange to be able to become a martial artist at the age of fifteen, but if you want to say that you killed Liang Tian, then your strength is extraordinary.

"Then it won't be him. Ye Dongxi sighed and said that the young man he saw in Baoqing Tower was a martial artist of the fifth layer of internal strength, but he was only about twenty years old.

Song Bingsheng was about to speak, when suddenly a person hurriedly walked towards him and whispered a few words in his ear. Song Bingsheng's eyes showed surprise, and he immediately said: "Lu Cheng's father and father-in-law have come to Songjiazhuang. ”

"Send someone to bring them back at once. Song Haoran immediately decided, if Lu Cheng really had a problem, and detained Lu Zhong and Zhao Siyan in his hands, Lu Cheng would at least throw a rat trap.

"We will leave Songjiazhuang immediately now, and we will never come back. Lu Zhong hugged his fists and said that he knew very well that as long as he went to Songjiazhuang, he really couldn't get out.

Zhao Siyan pulled Lu Zhong and prepared to leave. But Yang Zhen's body suddenly appeared in front of them. The peak of the third layer of internal strength faced the middle of the fifth layer, and there was no power to fight back at all.

"I'll only talk once, if you don't come with me, you can only go and accompany Xie Naxin. Yang Zhen raised his head and said proudly. In his eyes, Lu Zhong and Zhao Siyan were like ants on the ground, as long as they were pinched lightly, they could be crushed to pieces.

"Big brother, you go quickly. Zhao Siyan pushed Lu Zhong violently, suddenly turned his hand and slashed at Yang Zhen with all his might.

"Look for death!" Yang Zhen sneered, met Zhao Siyan's palm, and slapped it with one palm. Zhao Siyan was like a kite with a broken string, flying upside down and falling to the ground, and then spit out a mouthful of blood. And Zhao Siyan's right hand can no longer be raised.

"Yang Zhen, you are too much!" Lu Zhong trembled with anger, he knew that his strength was not as good as Yang Zhen, and he also knew that Zhao Siyan wanted to fight to the death to let himself escape, but Zhao Siyan died, how could he live alone? Lu Cheng died, Xie Naxin also died, if Zhao Siyan also died, what was the point of living by himself?

"This world is like this, you have lived for more than sixty years, do you all live to the belly of a dog?" Yang Zhen said with a sneer.

Lu Zhong knew that he would die, but he still carried the Vajra Fist and struck at Yang Zhen with the most violent moves. Seeing Lu Zhong attacking him, the corners of Yang Zhen's mouth showed a contemptuous smile. To put it mildly, he only needs one finger to cause Lu Zhong to die.

Yang Zhen casually slashed out a palm, and the momentum he brought up made Lu Zhong feel suffocated. His seemingly fierce Vajra Fist couldn't get close to Yang Zhen at all. Even in Yang Zhen's eyes, it is like a child's fist embroidered feet. And Yang Zhen's slash palm made him unable to dodge.

Although Lu Zhong was protecting his hands on his chest, Yang Zhen's palm pierced through from an incredible angle and hit him hard in the chest. Lu Zhong fell to the ground with an upside-down onion, and then slid backwards for more than a foot before stopping.

A large amount of blood spat out from the corners of Lu Zhong's mouth, and several of his ribs were broken, and these ribs, like a sharp knife, were inserted into his lungs. A large amount of blood filled his chest, and Lu Zhong also fainted.

Although Zhao Siyan was injured, he saw that Lu Zhong fell to the ground and did not wake up, so he struggled and crawled over to hug Lu Zhong. Watching Yang Zhen come step by step, he closed his eyes, knowing that he and his eldest brother might not have a way to live. Although they have served Songjiazhuang for decades, they are still insignificant in the eyes of Songjiazhuang. Their life and death, the people of Songjiazhuang, will not be taken into account at all.

"Lu Zhong, Zhao Siyan, don't blame me, there is no way to do it. Yang Zhen raised his arm, before coming, Song Bingsheng had ordered too much, and if Lu Zhong and Zhao Siyan were not obedient, they could act cheaply.

Suddenly, there was a piercing sound of breaking the air in the distance, the speed was extremely fast, and Yang Zhen and Zhao Siyan both looked at it in surprise. I saw a golden light, shooting towards Yang Zhen.

Since Lu Cheng was discovered by Ye Dongxi the secret of his internal strength, he was a little hesitant to enter Songjiazhuang. Thinking that there was nowhere to go anyway, I came to my father's grave to have a look. But unexpectedly, from a long distance, he saw someone appear there. He quickened his pace, and soon found that it was Lu Zhong and another stranger. Lu Cheng was overjoyed in his heart, and he quickened his pace and ran over.

But he suddenly saw that the stranger suddenly shot at Lu Zhong, which made him shocked. Lu Cheng couldn't care about hiding his cultivation at this time, so he quickly shot over with the Vertical Body Technique. At the same time, he raised a money dart in his hand and shook it with twelve percent internal strength.

Lu Cheng is now a fifth-level cultivator of internal strength, although it is only in the early stage, but the money dart he launched with twelve percent of his internal strength is not something that Yang Zhen can deal with casually. Moreover, Lu Cheng's money dart, when he was still in the fourth layer of internal strength, he was able to kill Song Yiqun in the middle of the fifth layer of internal strength, and now he is the fifth layer of internal strength, and Yang Zhen is only in the middle of the fifth layer.

Yang Zhen didn't expect that in this wilderness, there would be a martial artist with a fifth-level internal strength. Moreover, he is also the son of Lu Zhong. Lu Cheng didn't know Yang Zhen, but Yang Zhen knew Lu Cheng. But what surprised him even more was that Lu Cheng was obviously dead, how could he still be here?

Yang Zhen saw the money dart approaching, and immediately took a step back, trying to avoid the money dart. But Lu Cheng's money dart was so easy to dodge, he just took a step back, the money dart seemed to know his intentions, quickly adjusted the direction, turned around, and shot at him again.

Yang Zhen was dumbfounded, if it was a gyrophone, he might be able to understand, but this was the Money Village, which was completely beyond his cognition. He could only watch as the money dart crossed his chest and returned to Lu Cheng's hands again.

"Cheng'er !!" Zhao Siyan couldn't believe his eyes, is this his own righteous son? Is this still the same Lu Cheng who has been a miscellaneous servant for five years? Lu Cheng's shot just now is at least more than four layers of internal strength!

Yang Zhen was also stunned, although the sudden change of direction of the money dart injured him, but this was not what really surprised him. Lu Cheng turned out to be a martial artist, and he was also a martial artist with a fifth-layer internal strength, which made him almost forget the pain in his body.

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