Lu Peng had exhausted all his mechanisms at this time and had no help behind him. He could only stare at Lu Feng with wide eyes.
"Brother Feng!"
"Master Feng."
Many people came up and grabbed Lu Feng, trying to snatch the saber from Lu Feng's hand.
Of course they didn't want to plead for Lu Peng, but there were some things they didn't want Lu Feng to do with his own hands.
"It's okay, I'll do it myself." Lu Feng's tone was very firm.
"Master Feng, he is your cousin after all. The blood of the Lu family is flowing in your bodies!"
"If you do this, it will be parricide, and I'm afraid you will be poked in the back by everyone in the world." Lu Guangming said in a low voice.
"Haha." Lu Feng not only did not stop when he heard this, but smiled disdainfully.
"So what if someone pokes me in the back? I, Lu Feng, don't need to explain to anyone when I do things."
"I just need to do my best to protect the people I care about and the people who care about me, that's enough."
"As for parricide? I, Lu Feng, don't have any relatives like him."
After the words fell, Lu Feng stepped forward with a knife and stepped one meter away from Lu Peng.
A trace of nervousness flashed in Lu Peng's eyes. He clearly had a gun in his hand, but he subconsciously took several steps back.
"Lu Tianyu, do you dare to touch me?" Lu Peng gritted his teeth slightly, stretched out his arms to hug Wei Chong, and aimed at Lu Feng.
"Whoa!"
Lu Feng held a knife in one hand, and the Nepalese scimitar in his hand flashed past, flashing countless cold lights.
"Crack!"
The cold light flashed, and the micro punch in Lu Peng's hand fell.
Along with the slight impact, several of Lu Peng's fingers fell.
Lu Peng looked at his palm in a daze, and the blood spurted out suddenly dyed a large area of snow red.
"ah!!"
After a few seconds of delay, the severe pain suddenly hit me.
Lu Peng had never endured this kind of pain before. I am afraid that compared with the time he was kicked by Ji Yuman, it would be no less difficult.
"Plop!"
Lu Peng held his palm tightly and rolled on the ground, screaming in agony.
The miserable cry was like a slaughtered pig, which made those who heard it sad and those who heard it shed tears.
However, Lu Feng's face was expressionless, his eyes were calm, and he looked down at Lu Peng.
Among the thousands of people in the audience, no one dared to make a sound, they all watched all this with anxiety.
"Lu Tianyu, you bastard, we are both members of the Lu family, you dare to attack me!" Lu Peng held the broken part of his finger, gritted his teeth and looked at Lu Feng and cursed.
"You can all send people to drive me out, kill my men, humiliate my wife, but I, Lu Feng, can't attack you?"
"Just because I was once an abandoned son of the Lu family, you can treat me like this, and I should tolerate you like this?"
At this time, Lu Feng seemed to want to burst out all the grievances in his heart over the past few years.
After the words fell, Lu Feng raised his knife and lowered it, and the Nepalese scimitar passed through Lu Peng's body again.
"Chila!"
The hand-customized groom's official suit on Lu Peng's body was instantly cut open.
The white shirt exposed underneath was also instantly stained red by a wound.
"This knife is for those Lu family soldiers who died."
After Lu Feng finished speaking, he waved his hand and struck again.
"ah!"
The sword flashed, Lu Peng screamed in agony, and there was another knife wound on his body.
Lu Feng didn't attack Lu Peng's fatal spot at all, he just opened wounds on Lu Peng's body.
It's like an ancient torture through the ages, like being executed late and late.
The so-called Ling Chi means cutting thousands of knives on a person's body.
Lu Feng didn't know how many cuts he would make, and how many cuts Lu Peng could withstand, but he had to get back all the blood debt today.
"Give this knife back to Mr. Liu! Mr. Liu saved your life back then, but you are ungrateful and treat him like this!"
"Whoa!" Another long knife edge appeared, and Lu Peng screamed louder, as if he was killing a pig.
"Lu Tianyu, you can't do anything to me, you can't do anything to me, the Lu family will not let you go."
"Cousin Yinghao will not let you go, he will not end well!" Lu Peng screamed, but did not forget to threaten Lu Feng.
He wanted to use this method to restore Lu Feng's sanity and let him go without caring about the Lu family's background.
But, he obviously thought too much.
Lu Feng seemed to be going crazy right now, so how could he stop just like that?
"Today I will kill you Lu Peng first, and then I will kill Lu Yinghao the next day!"
"I will kill all of you who are descendants of the Lu family!"
Lu Feng shouted loudly and slashed again: "This knife is for my wife Ji Xueyu!"
"Whoa!"
This knife cut directly from Lu Peng's chest to his lower abdomen.
Clothes were torn and blood spurted out.
Lu Feng controlled the sharp scimitar in his hand extremely accurately, neither too deep nor too shallow.
It was necessary to let Lu Peng taste this pain, but not to let him die quickly due to serious injuries.
Gu Mingzhi's death was too simple. It was impossible for Lu Peng to die in such a simple way!
Hearing Lu Feng's thunderous words, Lu Peng fell into a daze and even forgot to scream.
"This sword is for the members of our Emperor Maple Alliance!"
"This knife is for my brother He Chendong!"
"This knife..."
Every time Lu Feng said a word, he would definitely swing a knife, leaving long wounds on Lu Peng's body.
Lu Peng screamed in agony at first, but by the end his voice was extremely weak.
The patch of snow where he was was stained red with blood.
Lu Feng didn't know how many knives he had swung out, but judging from the wounds on Lu Peng's body, it was probably no less than twenty knives.
More than twenty wounds were criss-crossed, looking extremely hideous.
Lu Peng's high-end suit was in tatters and had been cut into countless long strips.
"Mr. Liu, Master Feng..." Lu Kaicheng was a little worried.
"Don't worry about it." Liu Wanguan waved his hand slightly and said, "There are some things that Master Feng must experience personally."
"Lu Peng lost his conscience. When they sent people to kill Master Feng, he was no longer a relative of Master Feng, so how could he talk about parricide?"
"The most important thing is that if Master Feng cannot kill Lu Peng now, he will be even more unable to do so when facing Lu Yinghao and more affiliated members of the Lu family in the future."
Liu Wanguan has a long-term view and has thought clearly about everything that will happen next.
Lu Kaicheng nodded and stopped talking. He could also think of what Liu Wanguan said.
After another slash of the knife, Lu Feng let out a long breath and finally calmed down.
The clothes on his body were also splattered with a lot of blood.
"You can't kill me. We are all from the Lu family. How can you kill me..."
Lu Peng collapsed in front of Lu Feng, lying on the cold snow and shivering, still mumbling unconsciously.
"Haha..." Lu Feng smiled solemnly. If they regarded themselves as family members, how could things develop to this point?
However, it is meaningless to say more at this time.