Peerless Daoist

"yes!"

Lu Yu's eyes were piercing, and he punched out again.

With a puff, a ghost king in the distance was instantly smashed to pieces, his mind and soul completely wiped out.

This punch not only killed a ghost king, but even the people around that ghost king suffered a lot. The strong wind blew in the void, and the corners of the mouths of many ghost kings overflowed with blood.

"When did I reach the end of my strength, why didn't I know?"

Lu Yu's voice was flat, and then he beheaded a ghost king with one hand.

A smear of blood appeared in the blue sky, and the mighty ghost king looked like an easy-to-kill ant in front of Lu Yu, and several of them died in an instant.

"We can't be broken by him one by one, I'll do it together!" Feng Taixu's complexion changed suddenly, he suddenly called out a long sword, raised his fingers, and chanted a spell.

As the lengthy mantra was recited, the long sword became longer and longer, filling Ling Xiao with more momentum.

"Borrowing the sword intent of the Ninth World, the sword will return to the sect!"

Feng Taixu's voice came out loudly, from Jiuchong Mountain, it gradually echoed around Ruyi City.

In an instant, every corner of Ruyi City heard the sound of swords being unsheathed. Millions of flying swords left their scabbards, flew towards the sky, and finally gathered in Feng Taixu's hands.

"My God, summoning Wan Jian, this is something that only the legendary ancient sword fairy can do!"

"This Feng Taixu deserves to be a top powerhouse. It is rumored that the Duan family once used a considerable price to recruit this powerhouse, but in the end they returned in vain."

Everyone just looked at it from a distance, and couldn't help expressing a burst of emotion. The method of calling Wan Jian was too sharp, and it was quite shocking just visually.

"Qin Huang, how dare you take my sword!" Feng Taixu stepped forward and shouted loudly.

Lu Yu stepped forward indifferently, and said lightly, "Whispering!"

He clenched his fists again, and a mighty dragon chant came from his chest. At this moment, it seemed that there were tens of thousands of real dragons hidden in Lu Yu's body, and the torrential blood energy penetrated the sky and went straight into the sky.

The next moment, the punch rushed out.

How strong is Lu Yu's peak strength? Calculated by strength, it is equivalent to the strength of 7,500 real dragons!

Thousands of real dragons roared angrily and erupted at this moment. The sun and the moon dimmed, and the sky and the earth changed color. Ten ghost kings had no time to dodge. They were struck by the punch and died instantly.

Flesh and blood flew, souls crumbled, and they were already dead after just touching each other.

The aura of boundless terror still spread in all directions, making people shudder.

What kind of power is this? I am afraid that even if the entire Ruyi City is added together, it is not enough for him to kill alone!

"boom!"

The ferocious punch killed ten ghost king powerhouses, but it didn't stop, but went straight towards Feng Taixu.

There was a crackling and breaking sound from mid-air, and the Wanjian summoned by Feng Taixu was shattered by this ferocious force before it even got close to Lu Yu.

Lu Yu stepped on the golden light, stepped forward with one step, and came to Feng Taixu.

"Instigate them to attack me, and you stand behind, are you still planning to snatch the treasure from me with such ability?" Lu Yu's voice was indifferent, and there was a chill in his eyes.

Feng Taixu's face changed suddenly, and he suddenly said calmly: "The so-called don't know each other without fighting, Emperor Qin, you are indeed the overlord of a generation, I am willing to worship Da Qin and be a servant of Da Qin."

Lu Yu smiled, but the killing intent in his eyes did not weaken at all: "It's too late!"