Inside the Lu Mansion.
"Lu Hao died in Tang Ming's hands!"
After hearing this, several people in the mansion showed different expressions.
I thought it was just a farce, but when they saw Lu Hao's bloody head, a layer of gloom appeared on everyone's faces.
"Plop!"
A middle-aged man in fine clothes fell to his knees in an instant, holding Lu Hao's head in his hands and wailing.
"Lu Hao, my Hao'er, how can you bear to let your father, a white-haired man, give away a black-haired man!"
And this person was the head of the Lu family, Lu Zhentian. Looking at the lifeless corpse in front of him, he suddenly felt like a bolt from the blue. He only had this one son, and he didn't expect that he would end up in such a tragic death.
Gu Yuanqing, who was on the side, looked at Jiang Hanyi with a playful smile.
"Lord Saint, I kindly asked Tang Ming to come to the Lu Mansion to talk to me, but he actually treated me like a donkey and killed the son of the head of the Lu family. Even I can't stand looking at such villains who kill innocent people indiscriminately."
"If the head of the Lu family avenges his son, you won't stop him because of your acquaintance with Tang Ming, right?"
"You?!" Jiang Hanyi's expression changed instantly after hearing this.
I thought there would be a little friction, but I didn't expect that this would happen.
Tang Ming, Tang Ming, can't you restrain your temper?
It's better now. If you kill that playboy Lu Hao, even I can't guarantee your safety.
For this reason, Jiang Hanyi could only say: "Maybe there is some misunderstanding..."
"Misunderstanding?!" Lu Zhentian was instantly furious.
"Is there any misunderstanding? Tang Ming killed my son, and I want him to be buried with him."
"Or are you just relying on the reputation of Canglan Holy Land to protect that kid?"
After a few questions, Jiang Hanyi didn't know how to answer for a moment, so he had to lower his head and remain silent.
"Inform me, all the Lu family guards will follow me to encircle and suppress Tang Ming!"
Lu Zhentian waved his hand, and hundreds of guards were dispatched to the city wall.
Seeing this, Gu Yuanqing hurriedly stood up and said, "Now there is something good to watch."
Jiang Hanyi also hurriedly chose to go to the city wall, hoping to find room for relief before casualties occurred.
The gate of Qingyun City is now closed.
The sudden situation made everyone hesitate.
"What happened? Why was the city gate suddenly closed?"
Just when everyone was confused, they saw countless guards arriving quietly, occupying all the positions on the city wall, and the crossbows in their hands were ready.
All the guards were pointing in the direction of a young man, and he was none other than Tang Ming, who had just killed Lu Hao.
Looking at the densely packed city guards on the city wall, Tang Ming had a look of contempt on his face, "Master Lu, why are you talking so much nonsense? Even if you tell the truth, your dead son will never come back to life."
Lu Zhentian's eyes were filled with blood. He stared at Tang Ming and roared: "Boy, I don't care who the power behind you is. Today, Qingyun City will be your burial place!"
"Draw the bow!"
The order was given, and countless crossbows had already drawn the arrows to full length.
"Fire the arrow!"
With an order, countless arrows descended from the sky like a violent storm. The huge rain of arrows covered the sky and the sun, trying to swallow up everything.
Countless civilians saw this scene and showed frightened expressions.
"Master Lu, we are still here..."
However, as soon as he finished speaking, holes were shot through by arrows.
The people in the city who could not escape began to flee one after another, trying to escape from Lu Zhentian's wrath, but no matter how they fled, they could never escape the scythe of death.
In an instant, arrows rained down, and the once bustling streets were instantly littered with corpses. The tragic situation was no less than a massacre.
In order to avenge his son, he killed all the people in the street.
Such courage is worthy of the head of the family.
His determination may be tenacious, but the last goodwill in his heart has been burned away by anger.
Just like Tang Ming's trust, it had been exhausted by betrayal again and again.
At this moment, the two of them were similar to a certain extent.
But becoming an executioner under his command does not require so much determination when you see the compatriots you used to live with turn into a puddle of mud under the baptism of arrows.
Many people couldn't stand such a tragic scene, so they turned their heads and retracted their sights, just praying to feel less guilty.
When Jiang Hanyi arrived at the city gate, he saw this tragic scene and couldn't help but cover his mouth and start retching.
Even Lin Qingyao, who was used to seeing corpses, couldn't help but cover her nose when she smelled the strong smell of blood.
There were only two people in the audience who were the calmest.
One is Lu Zhentian who vowed to avenge his son.
The other one was Tang Ming, who had long been indifferent.
The two of them stared at each other, both knowing that only one of them could survive.
Tang Ming casually picked up an iron sword stained with blood, pointed it at the city wall, and then slowly spoke.
"Today, I have to leave. If you still insist on blocking me, I don't mind letting you go down below to reunite with your son."
This is Tang Ming's last advice, because he will always live with the resentment of the deceased.
Lu Zhentian looked at Tang Ming, who was still alive, with a more ferocious expression on his face.
"Today, if you want to leave, you have to step over my body!"
Tang Ming had already understood this result.
"If that's the case, then I'll make it happen for you!"
After the final exchange, Tang Ming gathered the Qinglian spiritual energy in his body and concentrated it on the sword body.
Now that he has the complete version of the Qinglian Fairy Sword, his control over spiritual power has reached a new level.
When they saw green sword energy floating in the air like arrows in everyone's field of vision, Gu Yuanqing, who was hiding in the dark, had a wild smile on his face.
"Sure enough, that thing is really on you!"
Then, he took out a jade talisman and crushed it immediately.
"Tang Ming is in Qingyun City. If you want to take back the fairy sword, come here now!"
After finishing his words, he looked up again.
The countless rays of sword energy had already swept away in the direction pointed by Tang Ming. The green sword energy also raged like arrows, instantly hitting all the guards on the city wall.
Even though these guards were wearing iron armor, they still could not escape being penetrated by the sword energy.
All the guards were killed, except Lu Zhentian who was still alive.
But now, he was still hit by the sword energy, and blood began to pour out of his body.
But his belief in avenging his son still supported him, and he pointed the crossbow with the fairy sword in his hand at Tang Ming.
"Hao'er...I will avenge you as a father..."
Just when he was about to aim at Tang Ming, he found that a sword blade was already pressed against his chest.
And standing in front of him was the enemy who killed his son.
"I want you to die......"
Lu Zhentian used his last strength to point the crossbow at Tang Ming's chest.
It seems that by pressing the button, he can avenge his son.
However, when he pressed the button, he found that there were no arrows on the crossbow.
It was as if the winner of this battle had been decided from the very beginning.
Seeing that this father was willing to sacrifice everything for his son, Tang Ming was slightly moved.
If I had such a father, maybe the Tang family would also have an incompetent playboy...
Unfortunately, there is no if.
"Go down and tell you, Lu Hao, if you can live again, don't cause trouble again."
After saying that, Tang Ming's sword blade pierced his chest.
A generation of heroes from Qingyun City died here.
But just when Tang Ming felt that he could finally breathe a sigh of relief, several Yuan-building realm monks appeared in the sky.
And a True Yuan cultivator that transcends the Yuan-building realm.
"Tang Ming, hand over the fairy sword, or I will kill you here!"
