Qin Ming went through the broken stone wall and came to Luosheng.
"Asshole!! do you know who I am! Do you know who my brother is!" Luosheng screamed in pain, and his already rough and crazy face almost twisted together. In any case, he would not have thought that someone attacked him in public on Bibo Island, and his hand was cruel, and one punch broke his shoulder.
"It's you!" Qin Ming shook his right hand and began with Dayan's ancient sword. It was filled with antiquity, and the sharp breath was like countless cold needles, filling the room.
"What are you going to do?" Luo Sheng suddenly turned aside, but before he started, Dayan's ancient sword had hit his other shoulder, the sword light flashed like thunder, and a bleeding arm rushed to the sky.
"Ah!! you're dead! Ah ah... I have no enemies with you... I'll tear you to pieces!" Luo Sheng lay on the ground and wailed in pain. Just now, he was still drinking wine, guarding the beauty and receiving all kinds of compliments. In a twinkling of an eye, he was relieved of two arms. Rao is that he has experienced many battles, often experienced, and was a little unprepared. He can't understand what happened. Pain, panic, anger, he let out a beast like roar.
"Lu Yao! Stop!" Leng Liping rushed in with people. Looking at the blood and pain rolling Luosheng on the ground, their faces turned white. What is Lu YaoFa crazy about? How dare you seriously hurt Luo Sheng? That's the disciple in the Zhutian hall and Luo Han's brother. Even if you're a saint, you can't provoke him. You've lived enough not to die like this.
"Mr. Lu, what's the matter with you? You hurt the wrong person. We are all a family." Wen Jinghao woke up and rushed over in panic, his voice trembling.
"Family?"
"Yes, family, he is Wen Yu's fiance."
"Family, ha ha... From your mouth, I think... It's very cute." Qin Ming smiled strangely, suddenly turned over, flew up and pulled his foot towards Luo Sheng in front of him.
Luo Sheng was shocked and tried his best to play, but he couldn't be faster than Shengwu.
"Stop!" Leng Liping hurriedly stopped, but before he rushed over, Qin's life hit Luo Sheng's face like a heavy hammer, clicking and splashing blood. Luo Sheng threw his head back. His neck was almost broken by this huge force. Half of his face was broken and overturned and hit the wall.
"Asshole... I'll kill you..." Luo Sheng ran wildly, but Qin Ming appeared beside him. The round fist burst through his chest, the fist rushed in from his chest and came out from his back, and the beating heart broke directly in his chest.
Luo Sheng's roar stopped suddenly and was fixed there by Qin Ming's fist. He trembled, opened his mouth, lowered his head, looked at the bloody chest, and then looked at Qin Ming's face in front of him. Until now, he still feels that all this is a dream. "My brother... Yes..."
"Luo Han!" Qin Ming sneered, pressed his neck and slowly pulled out his bloody right arm.
Luosheng's whole body strength was like a flood of levee burst, collapsing from his ragged chest. He knelt powerlessly on the ground, his body shook, the sound of bang fell on the ground, and his eyes gradually lost their look.
The room was as silent as death. Everyone opened their mouths and stared. Their brains were blank. Leng Liping had rushed to Qin Ming, but he couldn't move any more. His body seemed to be fixed there, his eyes shaking, dead... Dead? Loson is dead!
"No..." Wen Yu pushed aside the crowd, rushed over, screamed loudly and jumped at the body on the ground.
"Mr. Lu, you... You are..." Wen Qiquan barely recovered, but his head was buzzing and his body trembled uncontrollably. That's losen! Inner hall disciple of Zhutian hall! Died on Bibo island? If Zhu tiandian blames him, the whole Wen family will be buried with him.
"Miss Wenyu, let me tell you some good news. Wenyang's injury is under control and can recover after a few days of rest." Qin Ming's voice woke Wenyu up. If others sound normal, it looks like a sharp thorn in her ear.
"You are... You are the man Wen Yang saved?" Wen Yu's eyes shook and his mind turned sharply. Is this the holy weapon? Did he find Wen Yang's injury? But how dare he kill Luosheng! Kill the disciples in Zhutian hall! How dare he! Aren't you afraid to kill the temple of heaven and tear him to pieces? "You... You're in trouble... Do you know the background of Luosheng?"
"Do you know my background?"
"Your background?"
"My background is me." Qin life grabbed Wen Yu's back neck and lifted her up.
Wen Yu screamed and struggled violently. She was arrogant and boasted that she was calm and smart, but this time she was completely out of proportion. Even Luo Sheng said to kill. Is this madman still human? "Lu Yao, that's enough!" Leng Liping grabbed Qin Ming's arm and stopped him severely. He always felt that this man was wrong. He was gentle on the surface and smiled, but he always gave him a feeling of danger, but he never thought that he was crazy and bold enough to kill Luosheng in public.
"What's enough?"
"You killed Luo Sheng. He is the disciple of the hall of heaven and the close brother of the confidant of Emperor Yao Wenwu."
"He is him, I am me."
"But you killed him!"
"Of course I killed him."
"You... Loosen Wen Yu first."
"Why?"
"Still need a reason!" Leng Liping shouted.
"Give me a reason!"
"She's Wenyang's sister! Wenyang saved your life!"
"Just because she is Wen Yang's sister, she can't live until now." Qin life pinched Wen Yu and suddenly raised it in the air. The resentment of Shura Dao gathered his arms, rushed out of the palm, and slammed it into Wen Yu's head, like countless poisonous snakes, tearing open the skin and flesh and breaking into the brain.
"Ah..." Wen Yu was stiff and screamed bitterly. The cold resentment released by the Shura knife madly attacked her consciousness, as if she fell into an endless abyss, a darkness, nothing. Only she sank and sank, and it was like being thrown into a terrible battlefield, killing everywhere. She was crushed by fierce animals and rolled into the air by a hurricane. It's more like having countless complaints, screaming in my ears like a ghost.
"Stop, don't blame me for being rude!" Leng Liping angrily pointed to Qin Ming.
Qin Ming stared at Leng Liping coldly and said nothing. The grievances of his right hand kept breaking into Wen Yu's mind. All kinds of cold, evil and fear emotions crazily eroded her. Wen Yu's shrill scream and painful wail seemed to bear unspeakable pain. It made the people in the room creepy and cold.
"Go, go." Joe's family first reacted and ran away under the guard of the bodyguard.
The people in the room panicked and rushed out of the room, greeting their bodyguards to withdraw quickly. Something's wrong, something's wrong! The inner hall disciple of Zhutian hall died on Bibo island. Zhutian hall will send a team to investigate and severely punish the murderer.
Wen Jinghao was so angry and angry that he ordered Qin to release them!
Leng Liping tried to rush over several times, but Lu Yao pinched Wen Yu. He was afraid of hurting her by mistake. "Lu Yao, being a man doesn't understand gratitude. It's different from animals!"
"It's because of gratitude that I want to kill and abolish one!" Qin ordered his five fingers to force fiercely, and Shura's resentment was released to the extreme, like countless blades, rushed out of the palm of his hand and into Wen Yu's mind.
Wen Yu trembled all over her body, her pupils widened, and the scream stopped suddenly. She realized that the whole world seemed to explode into nothingness, and her soul was shrouded from top to bottom by the terrible murderous spirit.
Zhu Qingqing always felt that Lu Yao was wrong. He didn't go far before he returned to Qingyuan building. He came to the top floor and just witnessed this scene. Rao was quiet and indifferent, and her flower face faded. She was an incredible corpse on the ground and looked at Lu Yao.