Murong Qingyun was like being abandoned by his family.

Her tombstone, too, is alone in this territory that belongs to the Murong family.

Lu Feng looked at the words engraved on it, and only felt extremely sad.

Maybe until she died, she didn't feel that she was not a member of the Murong family, right?

However, the current Murong family is ashamed of her.

Lu Feng knelt down and kowtowed a few times, silent.

Murong Yi watched from a distance, without much expression on his face.

"Old man, what are you going to do next?" a few bold clansmen asked in a low voice.

"This is his last chance, and I hope that after worshipping Qingyun, his attitude will change. Murong Yi said lightly.

A minute later.

Murong Yi said loudly: "Lu Feng, I still say the same thing, the door of the Murong family is still open for you." As long as you come back, your mother's tomb will also be rebuilt. There is no one like Lu Hongyuan in the world, and you two are still part of the Murong family. ”

Lu Feng was stunned in front of the tomb.

A cold light gradually appeared in Murong Yi's old eyes: "It seems that you still don't agree." You are still, I would rather be the son of a martial saint than be my grandson. In that case, you father and son, go down to accompany Qingyun. ”

When he said this, the old man, who was originally calm and kind, had a bit of a murderous aura on his body.

Tearing off the disguise, Murong Yi, who was decisive in killing, finally returned.

In the next second, with the sound of stepping on raindrops, a sound of rustling footsteps came, and even someone stepped on the air in the mountains.

It was just a few breaths, and more than a dozen people gathered together.

The clansmen of the Murong family retreated one after another, and the bodyguards closely protected Murong Yi, looking at Lu Feng who was still in the cemetery.

Boom!

Thunder exploded in the sky.

The sudden appearance of these people around him made Lu Feng extremely cold.

Needless to say, he also understood the purpose of these people.

There are 18 in total, all of them are not lower than the Xuan Realm, and there is more than one martial arts master. With a cursory glance, Lu Feng judged their details. Moreover, in the dark, the Murong family must have a backhand.

"It's your choice. ”

Lu Feng looked at Murong Yi, who had retreated to a hundred meters away, and shook his head secretly.

Not long ago, Murong Yi vomited blood, and he just helped Murong Yi to renew his life.

Now, Murong Yi arranged an ambush to kill the Lu family's father and son.

The evil of the Murong family has gone deep into the bone marrow.

Lu Feng understands that some people's nature can never be changed.

"Lu Feng, don't blame me. Murong Yi sighed, "Since you are unwilling to be used by me and unwilling to surrender to the Murong family, I have no choice but to wipe you out." Although, you have the bloodline of the Murong family, the bloodline itself is worthless. People I can't control, I have to get rid of. If you were from my point of view, you would do the same. ”

Lu Feng smiled and asked rhetorically: "I just want to ask you, eighteen years ago, when my father came to Murong's house, why didn't you kill him?"

At the mention of this, Murong Yi was slightly silent.

However, thinking that Lu Feng was destined to be a dead man, he still said it: "It doesn't hurt to tell you, the first time he came to Murong's house to pursue his lover, I wanted to beat him to death and throw him out." However, there was intelligence at that time that Lu Hongyuan's father was still alive, and I was not sure whether it was true or not, so I didn't dare to kill him. Once, your grandfather was the first person in China, but the dead man was worthless. ”

Hearing this, Lu Feng couldn't help but sigh for Lu Hongyuan.

The so-called human favor turned out to be like this.

Murong Yi has never relented, otherwise why would he bring people to encircle and suppress Lu Hongyuan afterwards?

Presumably, the people of the Murong family let Lu Hongyuan go that time, and then confirmed that Lu Hongyuan's father was really gone, so they completely killed him.

"Lu Feng, you are trapped in Murong Villa, I believe that your father will come to save you. When the time comes, you two will be able to meet under the Nine Springs. Murong Yi's face was stunned, "Maybe in the Netherworld, I can still see you." ”

"It turns out that you are trying to use me to force my father to show up, no wonder you invited me to visit the grave so kindly. Lu Feng raised his head and laughed, "I'm sorry, Yin Cao Difu, it's better for you to go by yourself." ”

As he spoke, a leopard blood skewer had already appeared in his hand.

This magic weapon obtained from Su Daji's hand, as long as it is urged, can allow the user to forcibly raise a great realm. There are only three opportunities to use, and this is the second time.

Murong Yi felt very sorry in his heart, but under the leadership of his bodyguards, he quickly returned to his residence in the villa.

He knew that Lu Hongyuan would definitely come.

Father and son will surely die.

Unless, Lu Feng's grandfather, maybe he can reverse the situation.

But it's just that the former first person in China has long since died.

Just a Lu Feng and a crippled Lu Hongyuan, it is difficult to become a climate.

"Guys, let's do it. ”

As soon as the Murong family's clansmen left, the martial artists who surrounded Lu Feng no longer had any worries.

There are a total of eighteen people, and three of them are real grandmasters.

The other fifteen were top-notch Xuanjing martial artists, and combined, they were also comparable to the three grandmasters.

It is equivalent to six grandmasters, and they are doing it to Lu Feng at the same time!

Even if Lu Feng was replaced by Dragon King Duan Wuxi, he would not be able to escape death today.

The leopard blood was urged, the blood of the divine leopard burned, and Lu Feng only felt that his body was infused with powerful power, and the realm of the whole person skyrocketed, and he leaped to the Xuanling Realm Xiaocheng.

Swish!

In the face of eighteen enemies, Lu Feng jumped into the air, and the person appeared at a height of 100 meters.

Everyone was a little surprised, and sure enough, what Murong Liang said was true, this son's realm was not high, but it was comparable to the entry of a grandmaster. But, so what?

Several warriors of the Bao family in the port city took the lead in rushing into the air.

There are three people in total, the middle one is the patron saint of the Bao family, Grandmaster Bao Zhong, and the other two, although they are not grandmasters, they are almost invincible among the martial artists in the Xuan Realm.

The martial arts cultivated by the three Bao family martial artists can still be perfectly coordinated, and the three of them come out together, and the terrifying power gathers at one point, approaching Lu Feng above.

But at this time, a little cold light was sharply amplified.

When Lu Feng came in, he had the Xuanyang Sword hanging from his waist.

At this moment, the Xuanyang Sword was finally unsheathed.

Sting!

The spiritual power under the sword tore the air and exploded.

A sword descended from the sky, like a bamboo, and the sword moves were still changing wildly halfway.

Whoosh ......

Lu Feng has one person and one sword, dancing with dazzling light and shadow.

"It's nothing, hum!" Bao Zhong was extremely disdainful.

More than a dozen other martial artists also rushed up with their strength and attacked Lu Feng in groups.

However, after all, the three martial artists of the Bao family were the first to make a move, so they became the first people to officially meet Lu Feng.

The power accumulated on the Xuanyang Sword suddenly burst out.

Sneer......

The sword qi slipped down like a rainbow.

swept towards the three members of the Bao family.

Click!

In the next second, two shocking pillars of blood erupted in mid-air......

(End of chapter)