The body of the Qilin Saint Son was cut into blood mist by Lu Yi's sword.

"Swoosh!"

The soul rushed out of the blood mist and fled to the distance.

"Can you escape?" Lu Yi sneered, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the soul of the Qilin Saint Son in his hand.

The reason why he came here was to kill the Qilin Saint Son. He had already predicted various possible situations, so he would not let the Qilin Saint Son escape.

"Let me go." The Holy Son of Qilin roared.

"Shut up!"

Bang!

Lu Yi slapped his teeth.

"It's over, the body of the Holy Son was destroyed by him." The two black-clad knights at the scene trembled all over.

Bang!

Lu Yi slapped the Qilin Holy Son in the face and cursed: "Aren't you very arrogant just now? Come on, let's take a look at another arrogant one."

The Holy Son of Qilin was almost mad.

"I want to kill you!" The Holy Son of Qilin stared at the boss's eyes, blue veins rose on his forehead, his expression was ferocious, full of fierce aura.

"Chew!"

A sword light spit out of his mouth, piercing Lu Yi's throat.

"You still want to kill me at this time, you really don't give up!" Lu Yi was very rude and punched the soul of the Kirin Holy Son.

Dong!

It was like hitting a stone drum, the Qilin Son vomited blood on his mouth, but his head was intact and there was not even a crack.

“Huh?”

Lu Yi was a little curious.

You know, with Lu Yi's current combat power, he could kill a strong man in the mortal realm without much effort, but the soul of the Kirin Saint Son was harder than imagined. He punched him, but he was completely unscathed.

"Let me see if it's your head hard or my fist hard?"

Lu Yi's golden fist kept smashing down, and he swung nine punches in one breath, and the entire hall was filled with "dongdong" sounds, trembling everywhere.

"You can't kill me." The Holy Son of Qilin was almost knocked unconscious by Lu Yi, and he roared angrily.

"Is that so? Then I'll try it with a sword."

His eyes flashed, and the Xuanyuan Sword appeared in Lu Yi's hands.

When the two black knights saw Lu Yi taking out their swords, their faces changed drastically. They pulled out their weapons one after another, pointed at Lu Yi and shouted: "Boy, let the Holy Son go, and you will be spared."

"Hurry up and let the Holy Son go, otherwise you will definitely die."

"Noisy!" Lu Yi slashed over with a sword.

"ah……"

Two screams sounded, and the two black knights were killed cleanly by him. Then, Lu Yi's eyes fell on the soul of the Kirin Saint Son.

"I said, are you all the people in Kuzhuzhai full and have nothing to do? Why did you make things difficult for me and my master? If the Seventh Son of Beidou wanted to kill me, how could they be killed by me?"

Lu Yi shook his head and said, "I really don't understand that you guys are killed. I'm not willing to give up and want to continue killing me. I really doubt whether you are idle or not."

"This radius of thousands of miles is the territory of our sect. Those who know the truth will soon let me go, otherwise you will die without a place to bury you. You are not your master. Lu Wushuang hides in the Fang family in Zhongzhou. With a strong saint protecting him, we can't move him, but it's easy to move you." The Holy Son of Qilin threatened.

Bang!

Lu Yi slapped him in the face and said angrily: "Have you not the fucking thing yet? I have cut off your body. What other storms do you want to cause? I will kill you now."

Lu Yi raised the Xuanyuan Sword with murderous aura on his face.

The Xuanyuan Sword was the first time in ancient times, and it was extremely sharp. Lu Yi did not believe that the soul of the Qilin Saint Son would be harder than the sword in his hand.

But at this moment, a roar came over: "Stop!"

A huge sound rolled, like a thunder blew up.

Lu Yi retreated violently.

He turned his head to look over after he retreated thirty meters away.

I saw a gray-haired old man holding a dead bamboo stick and standing not far away, staring at Lu Yi, with his gloomy eyes as if he was about to remove Lu Yi from pieces.

"I don't care who you are. Let go of the Holy Son's soul immediately. I can let you have a way out." The white-haired old man said.

Behind him was a black knight.

"Which onion are you? Why do you want me to let him go?" Lu Yi disdained.

"Boy, I advise you to do as the butler immediately, otherwise you will have no way to die." The black knight shouted.

At this time, the Holy Son of Qilin also spoke.

"Best steward, this kid is Lu Wushuang's disciple. Please help me kill him."

"Are you Lu Wushuang's disciple?" The butler stared at Lu Yi for a while and said, "If the ancestor of the Fang family had not come forward last time, Lu Wushuang would have become my deceased soul. Unexpectedly, you would be as ignorant as him."

Hearing his words, Lu Yi's murderous intent became stronger and he thought, this old guy had chased his master and could not let him go today.

"I want me to let him go, right? OK, I'll let him go now." After Lu Yi said that, he suddenly let go of the soul of the Qilin Saint Son.

The saint of Qilin was happy and was about to escape when he suddenly realized something was wrong. He looked up and saw a golden sword light falling from the top of his head.

"No……"

puff!

The soul of the Qilin Saint Son was cut off by Lu Yi's sword.

The butler and the black-clad knight were both shocked and stayed there for a moment. Obviously, they didn't expect that Lu Yi would be so domineering and actually killed the Holy Son of Qilin in front of them.

"I thought your soul was so tough, but it seemed that it was just that." Lu Yi smiled.

"Little beast, if you kill the Holy Son, the sect will not let you go." The butler finally came to his senses and stared at Lu Yi and said, "I will avenge the Holy Son now."

After saying that, he strode over.

The murderous aura on his body was like a tsunami that broke out, sweeping across the nine heavens.

Following his pace, the murderous aura crushed towards Lu Yi.

"This is... the peak of the Dragon Gate Realm!" Lu Yi's expression narrowed. He was a little surprised. He didn't expect that there was a peak of the Dragon Gate Realm here.

"You have a good look. You can actually see my cultivation level. If you know the truth, you will kneel down and beg for mercy. I will keep you all the body." The butler shouted as he walked.

"Want to make me beg for mercy? Dream!" Lu Yi was not afraid at all and pointed at the butler and said, "So what if you are higher than me? Be careful to be killed by me."

"Arrogant!" The butler's big hand reached over, and the speed was extremely fast, like a millstone pressing down from the sky.

brush!

Lu Yi quickly flashed to the side.

"Bang!"

The butler's palm fell down and smashed a big pit on the ground, and dust flew.

"boom!"

The butler slapped the air with a palm, continued to poke his hand out, and grabbed Lu Yi.

The giant hand crosses the sky, covering the sky and the sun.

The strong murderous aura is like a surging flood, carrying a terrible aura.

Lu Yi stood there, accumulating strength all over his body, quickly increasing his combat power to the peak state, and then looked at the butler's palm falling down with a calm expression.

"boom!"

Lu Yi took action.

The golden fist seemed to penetrate the sky, trying to break through the universe, and blasted up at the huge palm that fell...
Chapter completed!