However, because he encountered several fierce battles in succession while running away, his body was seriously injured and his combat power was greatly reduced. Against the pair of twins with spiritual connections and the black fly's elusive help, he is now also clumsy on the left and right, and has several new injuries on the back of the scarred chest.

Li Muyang felt very distressed when he saw it.

Although he could not accept that Lu Qingming was his father, he subconsciously believed that Lu Qingming was his father.

"Lu Qingming is his biological father, and those scumbags are hurting his father--"

Li Muyang was furious and roared, and his body rose into the air. He used the unpredictable body technique of the gods and ghosts in the "Walking Clouds and Rain Art" and brought one of the twins out in an instant.

"Die." Li Muyang slammed his chest with a palm.

By two against three, Li Muyang's joining immediately reduced the burden on Lu Qingming.

Lu Qingming saw that Li Muyang was safe and sound, and he was not injured in any harm. He also looked energetic when fighting with others.

So Lu Qingming felt relieved and focused on dealing with the two masters in front of him.

"Sheep, be careful." Lu Qingming said with a message.

"I know." Li Muyang replied loudly.

Lu Qingming felt very happy. He fought back to back with his son, looked after each other, and helped each other, and felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction.

Everything is enough to have a son!

"It's great that my son is back." Lu Qingming thought to himself. "I guess my father will be extremely happy when he knows it-"

Click—

Li Muyang slapped a poker face to death with a palm, allowing his body to turn into a pool of blood under the violent and powerful destruction.

Snap-

Lu Qingming's spear slashed a poker face in a white robe and pulled it into the air. His pupils swollen, and blood was sprayed in his mouth, looking like he was dead.

Li Muyang and Lu Qingming looked at each other, and the father and son had a close relationship, and they surrounded the dwarf named Black Fly, one forward and the other right.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the dwarf turned around and wanted to escape.

Unfortunately, although his body movement was strange, Li Muyang still caught it on the track.

Li Muyang appeared behind him and punched him in the back.

Although the black fly reacted very quickly and wanted to escape quickly, he was still injured by the fist and his body was knocked out.

Bang--

His body fell to the ground, spitting out bleeding.

Li Muyang rushed away and stepped on his chest, trying to break his ribs and send him to the eighteenth level of hell.

"Dragon-like killing, it's true." An old voice came over.

Li Muyang raised his head and saw a thin old man in a gray robe floating in the air, looking down at him with a calm smile on his face.

Song Gudu!

A thousand miles away, Song Gudu rushed over in a few breaths.

"Song Gudu--" Li Muyang shouted in a deep voice: "You old dog--"

"Song Gudu, where is my father?" Lu Qingming was even more excited when he saw Song Gudu, and his worries of forcibly suppressed were exposed in an instant.

"He is dead." Song Gudu said calmly, with a reverent look on his face. "That shot - unprecedented, no one comes after that."

"Song Gudu--" Lu Qingming roared loudly.

Puff—

A mouthful of blood spurted out.
Chapter completed!