Peerless Daoist

Faced with Feng Taixu's surrender, Lu Yu had no intention of accepting it.

Lu Yu raised his hand and flicked his fingers, and there was a crisp sound in the void, as if a mighty force struck the sky and covered the earth.

"Do not!"

Feng Taixu turned pale with shock, he never imagined that such a peerless powerhouse like himself would willingly surrender, but Lu Yu refused to solicit.

With a bang, it was as powerful as a real dragon crossing the border, sweeping away thousands of troops, all the protective means on Feng Taixu's body were shattered under this powerful force, even without the ability to stop them at all, they turned into nothing.

Feng Taixu was terrified and turned around to run away, but at this moment Lu Yu punched him again.

Pooh!

Another ferocious punch hit him hard, this punch hit him completely, there was no chance, Feng Taixu still stayed in mid-air, and he turned into a blood mist and scattered in all directions.

"I really shouldn't have provoked him!"

Before dying, a flash of regret suddenly flashed in Feng Taixu's heart.

If he hadn't come here, he would still be the peerless powerhouse hidden in the world, but once he died now, it would really be nothing for all eternity!

Boom!

With a loud noise, Lu Yu's golden handprint suddenly fell down, crushing Feng Taixu's soul into nothingness.

A generation of ghost kings has just fallen.

However, Lu Yu did not choose to stop there, and turned to look at the few other surviving people.

"Run! Run!"

Those ghost kings had been scared out of their wits for a long time. When they saw Lu Yu's eyes sweeping over, they turned around and left without daring to stay at all.

Who would dare to stay here longer? The strongest Feng Taixu is dead, how can they be Lu Yu's opponents?

"kill!"

Lu Yu snorted coldly, and the sword energy flew out from his fingers, cutting through the void and slashing down fiercely.

Immediately, the ghost kings around who were about to flee fell one after another, blood scattered on the ground, their souls screamed in despair, and finally disappeared from the world.

The cold breeze blows on the mountain behind Duan's house.

Countless eyes focused on the sky, on that majestic figure, eyes filled with awe and fear.

Lu Yu stepped into the void, fierce and powerful, and the huge and boundless golden light still did not dissipate, and now it is still standing proudly in the sky, shining brilliantly.

Many people were stunned when they saw this scene, and couldn't believe their eyes.

Unexpectedly, they were all dead!

Those are nineteen ghost kings, not nineteen ants!

In front of Lu Yu, these ghost king powerhouses were not all-in-one enemies at all, they all turned into blood mist.

"Is this the strength of the Great Qin Emperor!" A question flashed through everyone's mind.

For the Duan family to compete with such a character, it is simply a dream.

Han Zhengsu took a deep breath. He stared blankly at the devastating scene in front of him. At the same time, he also clearly felt that the hostile gazes from around him were much less.

Their Han family, just having a relationship with Lu Yu, has already shocked everyone.

"No wonder, he can destroy the Yan family!" Han Zhengsu said with emotion.

As for Han Xinrou, her beautiful eyes had been wide open long ago, and she was a little lost in thought as she looked at the lonely figure above the sky.

The vast imperial prestige still hasn't dissipated.

Those who were ready to fish in troubled waters trembled with fear, immediately fell to their knees and said loudly, "Greetings, my emperor!"

Lu Yu's invincible figure was reflected in everyone's eyes. Who would dare to refuse to accept the real dragon in front?

"I'll wait, see my emperor!"

On Jiuchong Mountain, the mountain shouts long live.