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Chapter 1779

To be honest, his life was quite brilliant.

It's just that I offended someone who shouldn't be offended. Otherwise, maybe it would have been even more glorious.

But there is no point in talking about these now. Ximen Yuanxiang and the Ximen family he belongs to will become history from this moment on.

Lu Mingjun looked at the corpses on the ground with a look of disdain on his face. This was the price for offending him, or in other words, this was the price for touching his own scales.

With a flick, several small white balls appeared and flew directly towards the corpse.

These corpses instantly condensed into frost, and finally turned into an ice sculpture.

After a while, they all exploded, forming countless small ice crystals, and finally disappeared.

This was Lu Mingjun's common method of destroying corpses and eliminating traces. From this moment on, no one knew what the Ximen family members were doing.

After doing this, Lu Mingjun took a look at Ximen's villa, turned around and left without any nostalgia.

Three days passed quickly, and finally the time for the battle agreed between him and Li Wu came.

It can be said that this is a major event in the entire martial arts world, and those watching the excitement seem to be more anxious than the two main leaders.

We had started scrambling for space a long time ago, for fear that we would not have a suitable position and would not be able to see the decisive battle between the two great masters.

However, Lu Mingjun didn't take this seriously at all, and there was nothing unusual about him.

I got up at 1 o'clock, tidied up briefly, and then went downstairs to have breakfast.

He found that everyone was very silent, and seemed to be worried about his upcoming battle.

"What's wrong with you? Aren't you always very active in chatting? Why don't you say a word now? Are you worried that I will be killed by Li Wu?"

"Bah, bah, bah!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Zhiyao spoke.

Why did she say such unlucky words so early in the morning? Beauty Lin was very unhappy and glared at Lu Mingjun fiercely.

"What nonsense are you talking about here? Be careful when we fight later. I heard that Li Wu is very powerful!"

"In my eyes, there is no such thing as very powerful, so don't worry, it's no problem to deal with him!"

Lu Mingjun responded with a smile. He had now set his target on the Blood Demon, the previous owner of the Blood Shadow Sect.

"Sister Zhiyao, don't worry. If my brother says there is no problem, then there must be no problem. In terms of his strength, he is more than enough to deal with Li Wu.

Although that old boy’s name is rather bluffing, compared to my brother, there’s nothing surprising about him, and what my brother does is much better than him!”

Zhou Qi has blind confidence in Lu Mingjun.

Even if he faced the King of Heaven, he would never be at a disadvantage, let alone Li Wu?

His methods were outdated decades ago, and it would be impossible to defeat Lu Mingjun.

After listening to Zhou Qi's words, Lin Zhiyao glanced at Young Master Lu again and saw his relaxed expression, so she was no longer so worried.

"Hurry up and eat quickly. Go there early after dinner and let Mingjun make the corresponding adjustments!"

After finishing speaking, Lin Zhiyao took the lead in eating, but the atmosphere was much better than before, everyone was talking and laughing.
Chapter completed!
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