"What did you say?"

The bald man stared at Lu Yu with cold eyes.

He was talking to Mo Dongqing. Lu Yu looked young, at most a disciple. How could he be qualified to talk to him?

"Senior brother, this guy has taken over my formation. You must not let him go." Luo Yunkai pointed at Lu Yu and shouted.

His face was full of resentment, as if his beloved thing had been forcibly taken away.

From Luo Yunkai's point of view, he had arranged all the formations here, and Lu Yu was just a latecomer who took possession of them by force.

Now that he had a plan to take revenge on Lu Yu, he wanted to crush Lu Yu to ashes.

"I'm talking to your sect master. Who do you think you are? Get out of the way!"

The bald man waved his hand impatiently, as if to shoo away an annoying fly.

Other elders and disciples also stepped forward to stop him.

Everyone could see that this group of people from the Holy Worship Cult had bad intentions. Although Lu Yu was extremely accomplished in formations, he was only a young man after all. How strong could he be at such a young age?

Zeng Yi also advised: "Master, please step aside. This is not something we, the formation masters, can participate in. I also have a sword cultivator guard in the outside world who can come and deal with this group of people together."

Although he hated his disciples, there was nothing he could do about it.

Formation masters travel around the world relying on their vast network of contacts, but they are not good at actually talking about fighting techniques.

After all, before the formation is deployed, the opponent may have already arrived.

Lu Yu turned his head and glanced at Zeng Yi.

"Array Masters can't fight? That's because your vision is too narrow!"

A real formation master can step into the formation with one step and kill the formation like rain. Who can beat him?

Mastering millions of living beings, fighting in the air, thousands of great armies are wiped out in an instant, swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger, how magnificent is it?

These nether formation masters still only focus on the basic formation arrangements, and they still don't understand the many real magical uses of formations.

After hearing Lu Yu's words, Zeng Yiruo understood and stepped back without saying another word.

Zeng Yi had benefited a lot from Lu Yu's professor just now. Now Zeng Yi can be sure that Lu Yu is by no means an ordinary young man.

At this moment, Mo Dongqing also reacted and excitedly said to Lu Yu:

"Young Master Lu, please help me this time!"

Yang Chen also saluted: "Brother Lu, please help me!"

There was dead silence all around.

Everyone in the Lingshan Sect looked at Lu Yu in disbelief. It didn't matter that such a young man had excellent formation skills, but he could actually make the sect master and senior brother plead at the same time?

Opposite are the worshipers who are like tigers and wolves. He is just an ordinary young man. Can he do it?

In the crowd, the bald man was stunned for a moment, then laughed.

"I was still cautious before. I thought that Lingshan Sect was the main gate and I planned to take it seriously. I didn't expect that I was scared to death."

The bald man's arrogant voice echoed through the clouds.

"Boy, since you want to stand out so much, I will kill you first today and use you as a sacrificial flag!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the bald man suddenly stamped his feet, and the three-foot golden Buddha behind him emitted a shining light, which fell directly on the bald man, and his magic power suddenly burst out.

Then, a golden handprint was slapped hard towards Lu Yu.
Chapter completed!