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Chapter 1742 is He Juxin

Lu Yu's sharp shout was like thunder after the rain, which shocked people's hearts.

Even the female disciple who was running at the front stopped and looked at Lu Yu with some fear.

Lu Yu's soul has gone through ancient thunder tribulations, and has already been imbued with a strong aura of pure Yang. He is a pure Yang true immortal, and low-level ghosts and demons dare not get close to him. He is not comparable to ordinary pseudo-immortals of later generations.

Fortunately, Lu Yu didn't have murderous intentions, otherwise a loud shout and the reverberating sound waves would be enough to shock a low-level monk to death!

"You! We came here and found this place. Then the things here belong to us, and it has nothing to do with you!"

"That's right, I'm warning you, kid, we are members of the Feng Zun Sect, so we'd better not cause trouble for ourselves!"

After the momentary shock, several disciples came to their senses and couldn't help but become angry.

Seeing this, Lu Yu said coldly: "This is no place for you to set foot, leave quickly!"

The reason why Lu Yu can come and go freely here is entirely because he has the support of a powerful soul and can see through all the restrictions here, large and small.

But among the people in front of them, the strongest Feng Buqi was only in the Divine Soul realm.

This kind of strength is quite good among the younger generation, but here, it is not enough.

"Haha, this is making me laugh to death. You may not know our identities, but we are all inner disciples of the Feng Zun Sect. And who do you think you are?"

The female disciple who was running at the front ignored Lu Yu and walked towards the cave.

When the other disciples saw this, they also rushed over.

"I'll let you go today and get out of here!" Feng Buqi held the net-catching weapon in hand and wanted to catch the tiger.

However, just as he took out his net-catching weapon, a shrill scream suddenly sounded in the distance.

The female disciple who had mocked Lu Yu before suddenly cracked the floor tiles under her feet, and countless sharp swords emerged from it, directly piercing the female disciple's chest.

This female disciple still has streaks of body-protecting magic power all over her body.

At the moment of danger, the female disciple still retained a bit of magic power to protect her body. Unfortunately, the person who left this restriction was Tao Lord, and countless sharp swords came out crazily, killing the female disciple in an instant.

When several other disciples saw this, they did not dare to stay here any longer and fled backwards.

"Junior Sister Zhou, he's dead!" A touch of sadness flashed across the faces of all the disciples.

One of the disciples pointed at Lu Yu and said heartbrokenly: "You clearly knew there was danger, why didn't you explain it in advance? What are your intentions?"

Lu Yu said calmly: "I should have told you about the danger before."

The disciple stamped his feet: "Then you should stop us. I think you did it on purpose. It seems that you have evil intentions here. Could it be that you are someone who practices evil arts?"

Feng Buqi also said in a cold voice: "Okay, this place is very hidden, how did you get here? It seems that your coming is not right, wait until I tie you to the sect, and then I will question you in detail!"

After saying that, he held the net and tried to put it on Lu Yu.

It was obvious that they came here and wanted to take away Lu Yu's things if they disagreed with each other.

Lu Yu had warned them, but these people didn't listen at all. After someone died in the end, they still blamed Lu Yu.

"roll!"

When Lu Yu saw this, he continued to be polite to them. A burst of energy shot out from his body and fell on several people in an instant.

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