Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei's Dimensional Gate

Upon seeing the injured Liu Yanyan, Lu Mingfei was filled with rage, and Yang Wulei instantly appeared from his palm.

On second thought, this doesn't seem right.

He told the other party not to go up the mountain and explained why, so the other party wouldn't go up the mountain rashly.

He put away Yang Wulei, took out his phone, sent a message to Liu Yanyan, and casually sent her a photo of Longhu Mountain burning down.

“The Quanxing people are truly lawless; they even dared to burn down Longhu Mountain.”

Upon receiving a response from the other party, the injured Liu Yanyan in front of him became even more puzzled.

He has two identical girlfriends? Isn't that double... cough.

Lu Mingfei took a picture of the injured Liu Yanyan. The flash went off, and the person blinked for a second.

"Sorry, I forgot to turn off the flash." He apologized to Liu Yanyan, who was injured not far away.

I sent the photo to Liu Yanyan again.

The injured Liu Yanyan leaned against the tree trunk, gritting her teeth and cursing under her breath, "Doesn't that scumbag Lu Mingfei care about his girlfriend at all?"

With a ding-dong, Liu Yanyan sent a message.

"I'm injured, don't you feel anything at all? You even took pictures? Are you planning to leave this as my 'embarrassing history'?"

"Don't you want to see how that 'me' is different from me?" Liu Yanyan sent a mischievous smiley face.

Yes, that familiar tone.

Lu Mingfei left the injured Liu Yanyan aside and started chatting on his phone.

He laughed after a while.

Liu Yanyan's eyes twitched as she was injured. Bang's punch slammed into the tree trunk, leaving a deep dent.

As Feng Baobao ate her snacks, she curiously observed one person hiding in the woods, gritting their teeth, and another person holding their phone and grinning foolishly.

call out!

when!

A flying stone was shattered by Feng Baobao's sharp knife.

The injured "Liu Yanyan" remained in the motion of throwing the object, revealing her true appearance: a middle-aged woman of medium build with a scruffy beard and a fierce look, her rough voice ringing out.

"Damn it, they left me standing here and then laughed at me."

"I can't take it anymore, Lu Mingfei, you bastard! If you don't come over here, I'll go and grab your girlfriend right now. Her name is Liu Yanyan, right? From the Liu family of Xiangxi. She's really pretty."

Lu Mingfei abruptly ended his chat with Liu Yanyan and put his phone in his pocket.

He glared fiercely at the middle-aged man, scrutinizing every detail of his face, as if he wanted to devour him immediately.

"Sister Bao'er, please explain my situation to Fourth Brother. I'll be back as soon as I take care of that person."

"It's alright, you can go. You can handle this person." Feng Baobao turned her gaze away from the direction the middle-aged man had left.

"Thanks, Sister Bao'er!"

Lu Mingfei summoned Yang Wu Lei to attach to himself, greatly enhancing his physical functions, and transformed into a white light, disappearing into the dark forest.

The middle-aged man suddenly increased his speed the moment Lu Mingfei caught up, dodging and weaving through the woods to evade Lu Mingfei's pursuit.

Looking at the middle-aged man's extremely skillful hiding techniques, Lu Mingfei knew that he had met a seasoned veteran and would not be able to defeat him in a short time.

However, we cannot simply ignore the other party.

On flat ground with no obstacles, you can catch up with your opponent in less than a minute, but your opponent is hiding in a mountain forest full of obstacles.

This greatly slowed down his pursuit, and he clicked his tongue in slight annoyance.

His gaze was fixed on the middle-aged man who was dodging trees on the road, and he slowly closed the distance.

The middle-aged man watched as Lu Mingfei was left far behind him and couldn't help but sneer.

"You think you can catch up with me? You'll need to cultivate for another eight hundred years. You can just wait to collect your girlfriend's corpse."

Faced with provocative words, Lu Mingfei's anger intensified, but he knew that mere anger would be of no use.

He silently moved through the woods, adjusting his breathing, the power of the Yang Five Thunders attached to him, and familiarizing himself with the movement techniques among obstacles.

Lu Mingfei, relentlessly pursuing and gradually closing the distance, put considerable pressure on the middle-aged man, whose stamina was gradually waning. He couldn't help but curse inwardly, "Who said this kid obtained the lightning technique by trickery?"

After a very brief rest on a tree branch, I turned around and saw Lu Mingfei, whose lightning had dissipated.

He had no desire to experience the Yang Five Thunder Technique, so he channeled his Qi into his legs.

Suddenly, a strange sadness enveloped his heart. He, an old cultivator who had practiced for decades, was actually no match for a mere young boy.

Then all those decades of his cultivation have been for naught?

The sadness, which had just reached its peak, vanished in an instant.

He remained rooted to the spot, drenched in sweat, and glanced at Lu Mingfei out of the corner of his eye, noticing that the other was just preparing a palm strike.

He scoffed, "A greenhorn is just a greenhorn."

The lightning bolt hurtled towards him, but the middle-aged man chuckled defiantly and easily dodged it.

The palm strike landed on a tree trunk not far away, easily snapping a tree as thick as a bowl in half. The middle-aged man was unimpressed and gave Lu Mingfei a disdainful look, as if in defiance.

Lu Mingfei shrugged helplessly and pointed behind the other person.

Crackle, crackle.

Suddenly, the brightness behind the middle-aged man increased. The sound was also bright. Wasn't that the palm strike that he had just dodged?

When did another one appear behind me?

He struggled to turn in mid-air, dodging the vital points that were about to be hit.

Boom!

Yang Wulei mercilessly struck the middle-aged man's legs, scorching them black.

As if losing all strength, he fell from the high tree branch and crashed to the ground with a thud.

Lu Mingfei hummed a little tune, his hands in his pockets, and slowly approached the middle-aged man who had been blasted down by the palm lightning.

It stopped about ten meters away from the middle-aged man.

He scratched his head, looking at the middle-aged man lying motionless on the ground.

He didn't use much force; Feng Baobao and Wang Ye were able to catch it. I'd like to ask how the other party knew about Liu Yanyan.

He took a step forward, stopped, picked up a fist-sized rock from the ground, and threw it at the middle-aged man.

The stone landed precisely on the middle-aged man's head, and blood slowly trickled down from his head.

"Brother, can you be a little more professional when you're playing dead?" Lu Mingfei didn't approach rashly, and rubbed his hands together as Yang Wulei reappeared.

With firepower covering everything, who would bother with precision strikes?

Seeing that his scheme had been exposed, the middle-aged man stopped pretending.

Despite the excruciating pain in her legs, she stood up and saw the increasingly abundant Yang Wu Lei on Lu Mingfei's hand. She knelt down with a thud, recalling the sorrow she had just felt. With snot and tears streaming down her face, she began to sob and lament.

“Those words I just said were made to me by others, by the Quanxing people. They captured my wife, children, and elderly parents, forcing me to work for them. If I don’t work for them, they will kill my family.”

"I didn't want to either, I didn't want to hurt anyone, but I have family, I want to see my family again, please let me go, let me go, I will be grateful to you for the rest of my life, once I rescue my family, I will definitely come back and serve you like a slave."

The middle-aged man's eyes were bloodshot, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably. He sobbed incessantly, lying on the ground and weeping bitterly.

The sight of the sorrowful middle-aged man made Lu Mingfei feel a pang of pity, and he couldn't bear to strike the man with his palm lightning.

"How did you find out about my girlfriend?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"The photos of you kissing were posted in the supernatural community. A little investigation revealed it." The middle-aged man composed himself, took out his phone, opened an app, found the post about Lu Mingfei and Liu Yanyan kissing, captioned "A match made in heaven..."

Holding the phone, he rubbed it against the ground as he approached, saying, "Look, this is the photo."

Lu Mingfei saw the photo on the phone from afar. The profile picture looked a lot like Wang Ergou, but a spot in the photo that was shining with gold had been photoshopped out.

The middle-aged man's performance was so convincing that he couldn't tell the difference for a moment. The only thing that could help him distinguish the lie was the Twelve Labors of Emotion, but that thing wasn't very powerful; it was more of a test of patience.

The palm lightning in his hand crackled and pulsed. The middle-aged man stopped at a certain distance and did not move forward, seemingly wary of the palm lightning.

"Do you know where my girlfriend is?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"I don't know, she should be down the mountain."

He rubbed the thunder in his palm with one hand, and took out his phone with the other to check the list of highlighted items, but the middle-aged man's appearance was not there.

Disperse the lightning in your palm and switch to the Twelve Labors Formation to determine if the other party's words are a lie.

After all, judging based on what the other party says would be too tragic.

He observed that the other person's meridians were beating abnormally, showing excitement and pain, but no sadness.

Suddenly, I heard a loud popping sound.

The middle-aged man disappeared from the spot.

In the blink of an eye, the middle-aged man appeared in front of Lu Mingfei, holding a dagger and aiming straight for Lu Mingfei's heart. He was extremely fierce, and if he was not careful, he would be stabbed through.

"Thunder Cage".

With a low shout, Lu Mingfei unleashed a torrent of lightning from his body, spreading outwards like a birdcage and blasting the ground, sending rubble flying everywhere.

In an instant, it landed on the charging middle-aged man, instantly turning the man with a fierce expression and wicked eyes into a charred mess, his clothes burned to ashes, and not a single hair left.

The middle-aged man lost his momentum and scratched the ground several meters away, leaving a long trail of blood.

Like a charred corpse that had been violently burned by flames, it lay quietly on the ground.

This time, the other party really won't pretend to be dead.

Even if a member of Quanxing is not specifically marked, can't we still have a little bit of kindness towards them?

Otherwise, this kindness will be taken advantage of, and you will end up dying and disappearing.

Looking at the middle-aged man who was breathing heavily but not exhaling, Lu Mingfei frowned. If he received timely treatment, he might still be able to survive.

If left untreated, the person will face certain death.

He didn't kill the other person, but only severely injured them, yet the other person would die because of him. He didn't feel the guilt or nausea he had mentioned before.

There's even a sense of satisfaction from getting revenge.