"Pengyu!"
Leng Aofeng, regardless of everything, couldn’t help but speak out, since the other was indeed his own flesh and blood.
Leng Pengyu’s eyes were gloomy, and with a cold deanor, he walked over.
"Congratulations big brother, on your wedding day!"
Leng Pengyu’s gaze shifted to Leng Pengzhan, and with a smile on his face, he spoke; however, that smile gave others a chilling feeling.
"Leng Pengyu, you dare to show up? Aren’t you afraid of dying?"
Leng Ruobing stared at Leng Pengyu with a cold face, her eyes filled with murderous intent.
"Ruobing, why be so angry? It’s our big brother’s wedding today, and naturally, I, as his younger brother, should co to offer my congratulations."
Leng Pengyu smiled coldly.
"I don’t think you’re sincerely here to offer congratulations!"
Leng Ruobing replied sternly, her eyes sweeping over the group of people behind Leng Pengyu, able to sense with her current strength that these n were martial arts experts.
Especially the two n in black and white, who were completely enigmatic to her, surely stronger than Hua Yuan Realm practitioners. Today, the sight of Leng Pengyu appearing with such a group of experts was definitely not simple.
"Exactly, it’s not just to offer congratulations!"
Leng Pengyu’s lips curled up, revealing a wicked curve.
"Pengyu, what are you trying to do? I can disregard past events, but today is my wedding day, and I hope you will not cause any trouble!"
Leng Pengzhan said as he looked at Leng Pengyu.
"Big brother, whether this wedding can continue depends on your decisions," Leng Pengyu said with a cold laugh.
"What exactly do you want?" Leng Ruobing asked, her face icy as she stared at Leng Pengyu.
"I want the entire Leng Family. I want all of you to acknowledge as the Family Head!"
Leng Pengyu declared coldly.
Upon hearing Leng Pengyu’s words, not only the mbers of the Leng Family but also the guests were taken aback.
"You bastard, it was as expected you have ill intentions, but it’s absolutely impossible for you to beco the Family Head of the Leng family,"
Leng Ruobing snorted coldly.
"Is that so? I don’t think so," Leng Pengyu said, his eyes gleaming slyly.
"Just to let you know, the lives of everyone in the Leng Family are now in my hands. You only have one choice, or else you will die,"
Leng Pengyu said indifferently.
"What do you an?" Leng Ruobing’s expression changed as she stared at Leng Pengyu.
"You have all been poisoned, and this poison is likely his,"
Ye Luo suddenly spoke up at that mont.
"What? Poisoned?"
Upon hearing Ye Luo’s words, the expressions of the Leng Family mbers, including Leng Aofeng and Leng Pengzhan, changed as their pupils constricted.
Leng Ruobing was even more shocked and stared at Leng Pengyu with murderous intent, demanding, "Did you do this?"
"Ye Luo, you are really clever, to have seen through this. It’s said that you have beco quite famous now, but unfortunately, you shouldn’t have appeared today,"
Leng Pengyu said, his expression dark as he stared at Ye Luo, his eyes flickering with intense killing intent.
"In this vast world, there isn’t a place where I, Ye Luo, shouldn’t appear,"
Ye Luo responded nonchalantly, his gaze casually glancing at Leng Pengyu, completely undeterred by him.
Seeing this expression on Ye Luo, Leng Pengyu’s eyes darkened even more, his face filled with a cold grimness.
"Pengyu, how could you poison us... How did you manage this?"
Leng Aofeng asked in horror as he looked at Leng Pengyu.
"All of this was of course thanks to my beloved mother."
Leng Pengyu sneered— right then, He Xiufang walked towards him.
"Son, has mother disappointed you?"
He Xiufang said with a face full of joy.
"Xiufang you..."
Leng Aofeng saw his wife had actually poisoned him, his expression filled with anger and sorrow.
"Hmph, Leng Aofeng, you despicable man, I married you, took diligent care of you for so many years, yet in the end my son cannot even enter the family’s door, and you still want to hand over the Leng Family to your eldest son. Since you can be so ruthless, don’t bla for disregarding our marital affection."
He Xiufang sneered fiercely.
"You wicked woman!"
Leng Ruobing exclaid sharply, swung her hand, and slapped He Xiufang right across the face.
At that mont, Leng Pengyu moved, swung his hand to grab Leng Ruobing’s hand—his strength had also increased rapidly, reaching the eighth level of the Saint Realm.
Bang!
Leng Pengyu and Leng Ruobing’s strike collided, forcing the latter to retreat repeatedly until Ye Luo caught her.
"Dare to lay a hand on my woman!"
Ye Luo swept a cold glance at Leng Pengyu, his figure flashed, disappearing from the spot.
Promptly, Leng Pengyu’s complexion changed, and he moved to retreat, but it was already too late. Ye Luo appeared like a ghost in front of him, slapping his face hard.
"How dare you!"
Suddenly, two loud shouts erupted; two middle-aged n, one in black and one in white, their faces grave, shot a brilliant light from their eyes and moved to strike Ye Luo.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
At that mont, two beams of golden light shot from Ye Luo’s eyes.
The golden light soared to the sky, carrying a sharp lethal aura towards the two n, who tensed and hastily wielded their True Yuan to block the golden beams.
Smack!
Taking advantage of this, Ye Luo harshly slapped Leng Pengzhan’s face, causing him to spin around, nearly falling to the ground.
Even though Leng Pengzhan had the strength of the eighth level of the Saint Realm, he was still no match for Ye Luo at this mont. Strike first, talk later!
"Consider that a lesson. Dare to attack my woman again, and I’ll make sure you regret it!"
After delivering the slap, Ye Luo returned to Leng Ruobing’s side, speaking indifferently, his tone laden with dominance.
"Ye Luo, you..."
Leng Pengzhan, covering his swollen face, stared at Ye Luo with an enraged expression, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
"Black and White Elders, kill him, I want him dead!"
Leng Pengyu, pointing at Ye Luo, shouted ferociously.
The two middle-aged n, one in black robes and one in white, gazed deeply at Ye Luo, their bodies emanating a terrifying aura.
"Boy, you have quite the nerve, daring to strike even a disciple of the Third Elder of the Kongtong Sect; you really aren’t afraid of death!"
The man in black robes stared coldly at Ye Luo.
"Kongtong Sect? Never heard of it!"
Ye Luo pursed his lips, genuinely unaware of the Kongtong Sect.
"Ye Luo, this Kongtong Sect is reportedly a top force of the Hidden Sect with very strong power! I had no idea this guy had beco a disciple of the Kongtong Sect; no wonder his strength has improved so quickly."
Leng Ruobing whispered to Ye Luo.
"Boy, you’re dood today. I am a disciple of Elder Wumu of the Kongtong Sect; by striking , you’ve offended the whole Kongtong Sect, and you will die miserably."
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