Peerless Daoist

The two lightning bolts clashed, and a deafening sound of impact rang out.

The surrounding cultivators covered their ears and retreated.

A battle of this level was no longer something that they could participate in.

Fatty Zhang was very quick-witted. Even before the two of them started their fight, he had already picked up the girl who was still unconscious and ran to the side of the wall in a flurry.

The two spells dealt astonishing damage. It was hard to imagine what exactly had happened.

As the dust gradually dispersed, a figure was suddenly sent flying backwards.

BOOM!

That person suddenly stepped backwards with his right foot, causing the ground to shatter and causing him to stop in his tracks.

Although the smoke and dust had dispersed, the face of the person that flew out was immediately revealed.

Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air. This person was actually Pang Yun!

At this moment, the silk clothing on Pang Yun's body had several cuts on it.

His face was charred and his hair was a mess. Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, indicating that he had sustained serious injuries.

Clatter! Clatter! Clatter!

A deep sound of footsteps came from the smoke and dust.

Lu Yu walked out, and only stopped when he arrived in front of Pang Yun, his gaze indifferent.

"What!?" He … Could it be that Pavilion Master lost? Impossible, this is impossible! " Everyone exclaimed.

Following everyone's gazes, they saw that Lu Yu's body was actually still as undamaged as before.

Compared to Pang Yun's appearance, the victor was obvious.

"Impossible, he is clearly at the Dragon Qi realm, how could he be a match for the pavilion master!" The gaze of the Gui Yuan Sect disciples changed from confusion to fear.

If Lu Yu were to blame, how would they endure Lu Yu's rage?

Fang Jun was also stunned. He never thought that Lu Yu would actually be able to beat Pang Yun.

As for Fatty Zhang, his mouth grew even wider.

"Did I make a mistake? Is he a peerless genius who landed in the Southern Wasteland from some holy land?" Fatty Zhang muttered to himself.

Even though everyone's voices were soft, as a powerful Qi warrior, Pang Yun could still hear them.

Pang Yun's eyes were filled with killing intent. His heart was still filled with both shame and anger, wishing very much that he could tear Lu Yu into pieces.

"Brat, do you think that's impressive just because you learnt a few techniques!?" "How dare you compare it to my genuine Lightning Dharma!" Pang Yun icily replied.

Pang Yun calmly said, "If you don't accept this, then you can come at me."

"You!" Pang Yun pointed at Lu Yu as an unprecedented look of fear flashed across his eyes.

He was already certain that the young man before him wasn't simple.

He was someone who had been in the ranks of cultivation for so many years and had witnessed the rise of countless geniuses.

However, Pang Yun had never heard of anyone at the Dragon Qi realm capable of fighting against him!

This child cannot be allowed to live!

Pang Yun had already made up his mind. He was certain that he had to kill Lu Yu in the cradle.

Otherwise, once he grew up, the consequences would be unimaginable.

At this moment, a dazzling white light flashed outside the door.

When the Gui Yuan Sect disciples came in, the door was already closed.

But now, as if someone had turned the mechanism from the outside, the door began to slowly open.

Who was it?

Everyone turned their heads in unison, only to see that outside the door stood a group of experts holding magical equipment.

The one leading them was the formation grandmaster hired by the various powers.

"Elder Bai is truly clever. He actually calculated it, there will be treasures here!"

The Lingxiao Sect Elder, Bai Suqing, was surrounded by a crowd of people. There were sounds of flattery from the crowd.