Chapter 941: Chapter 935: Kill Wang He

In the blink of an eye, almost none of the dozens of Wang Family Disciples in the front courtyard were alive, blood dyed the ground red, a pungent scent of blood filled the entire front courtyard, nauseating everyone present.

Lu Tianxing’s face showed no change. From the moment the Wang Family kidnapped Lin Qianru, he had no intention of holding back anymore. Just as he told Sima Lingyun, if the weeds are not removed, they will grow again with the spring breeze. Either do nothing, or use thunderous force to utterly destroy all enemies.

At this moment, Wang He’s eyes were filled with fear, staring at Lu Tianxing with absolute terror. He finally understood why his father went to Modu to capture Lin Qianru to threaten Lu Tianxing. Lu Tianxing’s power was terrifying. He had thought Lu Tianxing was severely injured at the hands of the Crying Face Envoy and couldn’t exhibit much of his strength. But now it seemed that the power displayed by Lu Tianxing didn’t look like he was hurt at all; such a terrifying force even surpassed his father, Wang Anlong.

Lu Tianxing glanced around, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it for himself, and took a deep drag. A cold smile curved at the corners of his mouth, but his eyes remained calm, with no expression visible.

“Wang He, whose death anniversary do you think it will be this time next year?”

Lu Tianxing walked step by step towards Wang He, with every step he took, Wang He’s heart grew heavier, the sound of footfalls akin to a heavy hammer falling on his heart, causing him to feel suffocated.

“Lu Tianxing, what do you plan to do? I’m telling you, this is the Wang Family, not some abroad place. If you dare to cause trouble here, I can guarantee you’ll never see your woman again.” Wang He suppressed his fear, looking at Lu Tianxing and shouted sternly.

“Never see my woman again.”

Upon hearing this, Lu Tianxing’s eyes instantly grew cold. His figure flickered and appeared right beside Wang He, raising his right foot and mercilessly stomping on Wang He’s left leg.

“Crack!”

The sound of bones breaking suddenly rang out; Wang He’s left leg was stomped into a fracture, and blood seeped onto the ground.

“Ah!”

Wang He let out a pig-slaughter-like wail, his eyes filled with venom as he glared at Lu Tianxing, with a look that wished nothing more than to tear Lu Tianxing to pieces.

“Speak, how do you want to die.”

Lu Tianxing looked at Wang He, his voice as cold as ice, devoid of any emotion.

“You… You dare kill me, I am Wang He, I belong to the Wang Family. If you dare kill me, not only you but including your woman, all of you will die.”

Upon hearing Wang He’s words, a cruel smile appeared on Lu Tianxing’s face. He raised his foot and stomped viciously on Wang He’s arm.

“Crack!”

A crisp sound echoed, and Wang He’s face twisted in agony, large beads of sweat rolled down from his face, his complexion terrifyingly pale.

But next, Lu Tianxing’s methods grew even more ruthless. He walked slowly to the other side and raised his right foot again, slamming it down with force.

“Crack!” “Crack!”

Two sounds of bones shattering.

In the sunlight, Wang He’s limbs were utterly ruined, bones crushed into debris, the blood-soaked ground looked terrifying.

The intense pain made Wang He wish he could faint. His mouth uttered hysterical curses: “You brat, you won’t die well, you won’t die well…”

“Die? I’ll send you on your way right now.”

Lu Tianxing, unwilling to waste any more time, raised his foot intending to stomp and crush Wang He’s head.

“Lu Tianxing, stop.”

Just then, an elderly voice rang out in the front courtyard.

Lu Tianxing paused his movement and instinctively looked up, seeing an old man slowly walk out from the inner courtyard—it was Wang Anlong.

“Lu Tianxing, release Wang He, and I will let you leave the Wang Family safely.”

“Leave the Wang Family safely?”

Upon hearing Wang Anlong’s words, Lu Tianxing gently smiled, lifting his foot from Wang He’s head. However, before Wang He could feel any relief, the foot that had just lifted fell down heavily again, crushing Wang He’s head.

“Squish!”

Brains splattered out, Wang He’s head shattered like a broken watermelon, utterly crushed by Lu Tianxing.

“I killed Wang He, what can you do about it!”

What can you do about it!

Such a light and casual sentence, yet it carried an overwhelming arrogance, like a king, showcasing Lu Tianxing’s unbridled hubris to the fullest. This sentence alone embodied extreme arrogance, as if to say, “So I killed Wang He, what of it. What can the Wang Family do about me? If I wish to leave the Wang Family, can you stop me?”

Arrogant!

At this moment, Lu Tianxing was arrogant to the extreme.

Looking at the headless corpse beneath his feet, Lu Tianxing seemed oblivious to Wang Anlong’s face, already as venomous as water, kicked Wang He’s body away like trash regardless.

Wang Anlong watched Lu Tianxing’s actions, his face had sunk to an extreme level, with intense murderous intent flashing through his eyes. He really killed his own son right in front of him.

Arrogant, Lu Tianxing was truly too arrogant. Plainly disregarding the Wang Family, as if killing an ant, humiliating, an immense humiliation.

Wang Anlong took a deep breath, suppressing his rage, and said coldly: “Lu Tianxing, do not push too far, do you indeed believe the Wang Family has no one?”

“Whether your Wang Family has anyone, I do not know, nor do I care. Hand over my woman and I’ll leave immediately, otherwise the Wang Family…”

Lu Tianxing’s words trailed off, but his face had grown chilly, the threat already crystal clear.

Upon hearing Lu Tianxing’s words, Wang Anlong sneered: “Otherwise, what can you do about it.”

“I may not be able to do anything to you, but henceforth, not a soul of the Wang Family will be spared.” Lu Tianxing stated fiercely, with killing intent emanating without restraint, fully erupting.

The murderous aura, like the wailing of ghosts and the howling of wolves, nearly condensed into physical form, as if the entire front courtyard had instantly entered the cold depths of winter, boundless chill surging forth.

Feeling the terrifying killing intent from Lu Tianxing, Wang Anlong’s heart skipped a beat, he sensed a dense aura of death from Lu Tianxing.

“Could it be he wasn’t actually injured at the Crying Face Envoy’s hands, all his injuries were faked.”

A thought flashed through Wang Anlong’s mind, his face turned even uglier, but soon returned to calmness, looking at Lu Tianxing, sneering: “From its founding to becoming a top family in Beijing, the Wang Family has weathered countless storms. Just with you, you think you can annihilate the Wang Family, you’re not qualified enough.”

“Wang Anlong, you truly think I dare not annihilate your Wang Family.”

Lu Tianxing’s gaze grew cold and fierce.

Wang Anlong sneered: “Lu Tianxing, I know your power is great, but to destroy the Wang Family, you’re not quite qualified for that…”

Before Wang Anlong could finish, he was interrupted by Lu Tianxing: “Oh? Wang Anlong, feel free to try. See if I can annihilate your Wang Family.”