Section 164

They didn't expect that Lu Changsheng would come over and attack their young master without saying anything. He picked him up and slapped him.

"Mr. Changsheng, no, please stop!"

The housekeeper came back to his senses immediately and shouted in shock.

He quickly came to Lu Changsheng and tried to hold him and make him stop.

"Hmph!"

Lu Changsheng snorted coldly, stopped, and threw Lu Miaoyang in his hand to the side.

'Bang! '

Lu Miaoyang was thrown to the ground heavily, and he groaned. His face was bruised, red and swollen, and bloody teeth were spitting out.

"At such an old age, you actually bully children and attack six or seven-year-old children. You are so shameless!"

"Since no one teaches you a lesson, let me teach you!"

Lu Changsheng looked indifferent, looking down at Lu Miaoyang who was lying on the ground, and scolded him coldly.

Lu Miaoyang was also stunned by Lu Changsheng.

He never expected that Lu Changsheng would not give him face and hit him directly.

If it weren't for the burning pain on his face and body, he would have felt as if he was dreaming.

At this moment, an indescribable shame, frustration, and anger surged into his heart, making him tremble all over.

His eyes were red, and he roared in a vague and trembling voice: "Lu Changsheng, you actually, actually... I will kill you!"

As the words fell, a golden flying sword appeared, like a long rainbow, with sword energy swallowing and spitting, killing Lu Changsheng.

"Master Yang, no!"

The housekeeper saw this scene and was immediately anxious and shouted.

While speaking, his spiritual power surged, and he cast a water shield to appear, trying to stop the golden flying sword.

However, he only had the fourth level of Qi Refining.

The temporary water shield could not stop the sharpness of the flying sword at all, and it was broken in the blink of an eye.

"Clang!"

At the same time, at that moment, Lu Changsheng also slapped his storage bag, and the Qingyan Sword came out of its sheath like a stream of light, slashing with the golden flying sword, colliding with each other, sparks flying, and making a golden sound.

"Kill me?"

"My flying sword is not bad either!"

Lu Changsheng drove the flying sword, and did not want to expose his true cultivation. He took out a stack of talismans in his hand and said coldly to Lu Miaoyang.

"Mr. Changsheng, calm down, please calm down!"

When the housekeeper saw this scene, he immediately shouted anxiously, fearing that Lu Changsheng would continue to attack.

Lu Miaoyang was already injured.

Lu Changsheng had so many talismans in his hand.

If the two really wanted to fight, Lu Miaoyang would not be his opponent at all.

And seeing that Lu Changsheng slapped Lu Miaoyang right away, I think he is not as good-tempered and good-tempered as the rumors say.

Now he came to the door not to reconcile, but to find a place.

If they fight, someone will die if they don't take it seriously.

In any case, if the two of them fight, the consequences will be disastrous.

As a housekeeper, he can't bear the responsibility. He has a responsibility.

When Lu Miaoyang saw the stack of talismans in Lu Changsheng's hand, fear and hatred appeared in his eyes.

He felt a little timid.

But the pain on his face.

The anger of being humiliated.

The frustration and shame in his heart made his brain crazy.

As a direct descendant of the Lu family, Lu Miaoyang usually does whatever he wants.

When his parents are alive, they take care of him.

Even if his parents die, they are protected by their legacy.

At this moment, he was insulted, slapped, and scolded like a dog by a son-in-law from a farmer's family.

If this gets out, he will not only lose face, but also become a joke in the Lu family.

"Lu Changsheng, try to kill me!"

Lu Miaoyang's eyes were red, his neck was stiff, and he roared directly.

"Shua!"

Instantly, a sound of breaking through the air was heard.

The Qingyan Sword was like a stream of autumn water, with golden light flowing and sword energy surging, slashing towards Lu Miaoyang.

The tip of the sword fell on Lu Miaoyang's neck.

But under the sword energy, a long blood mark appeared on Lu Miaoyang's neck, and blood was flowing out.

Chapter 101 Let you try whether my flying sword is sharp! (Reset)

"If you have the courage to say another word, I will fulfill your wish and let you try whether my flying sword is sharp!"

Lu Changsheng looked indifferent and said to Lu Miaoyang.

"Master Changsheng! Master Changsheng! No!"

The housekeeper saw this scene, looked at the Qingyan Sword hanging in front of Lu Miaoyang, and shouted to Lu Changsheng in shock.

Lu Changsheng said nothing, but stared at Lu Miaoyang with an indifferent expression.

At this moment, Lu Miaoyang did not dare to speak.

He could clearly feel the flying sword hanging on his neck.

He could feel the sword energy, which made him feel a tingling sensation in his neck.

As long as Lu Changsheng's mind moved, the flying sword would instantly pierce his neck and take his life.

Moreover, Lu Changsheng's appearance and momentum gave him a feeling.

If he yelled again, the other party would really dare to kill him and would kill him.

Although he felt extremely aggrieved, humiliated, and angry, he couldn't help but retreat and fear because death loomed in his heart.

He was afraid that Lu Changsheng would really kill him with a sword.

"Waste!"

"Although I, Lu Changsheng, was born in a humble family and came to the Lu family as a son-in-law, I am no longer the son-in-law I used to be!"

"Over the years, I have done things in the Lu family that I think are worthy of the Lu family!"

"You took the initiative to cause trouble, bullied my son, and wanted to take my pet, and you still want me to apologize and reconcile with you, which is ridiculous!"

"If you dare to pester me again, it's just like this table!"

Seeing the other party's timidity, Lu Changsheng shouted coldly.

The moment the words fell, the Qingyan sword hanging on Lu Miaoyang's neck made a humming sound and slashed on the stone table next to it like thunder and lightning.

The stone table was immediately split in two like tofu.

Finished.

Lu Changsheng glanced at Lu Miaoyang coldly, sheathed the Qingyan sword, turned around and strode out of the courtyard.

He was wary of Lu Miaoyang.

He had given him a chance because he was a member of the Lu family.

If he dared to entangle at this time, he would just kill him with a sword as he said.

After all, he now has the strength and confidence.

The strength and confidence to be free from the constraints of the Lu family's rules.

If things really get out of hand, at worst, he can take this opportunity to choose to leave the Lu family.

Although it is a bit unkind to leave the Lu family now.

It is not a good time or a good choice.

But now, there is no need for him to wrong himself in such a matter.

Moreover.

Lu Changsheng feels that sometimes showing a little bit of means and being tough is also a good thing.