Ming Yi laughed, and there were bursts of thunder echoing in the laughter.
The middle-aged man in black had a look of vigilance in his eyes, and the other worshipers mobilized all their energy to guard against Ming Yi.
"You alone dare to be so presumptuous in front of me!" Ming Yi shouted angrily, and the air around him was trembling.
The middle-aged man in black gritted his teeth and said: "Great Worshiper, it doesn't matter how powerful you are, this Netherworld Demon Sect is not decided by you alone!"
Ming Yi snorted coldly, flew up and slapped the middle-aged man hard.
"Form up!" the middle-aged man screamed, and many worshipers immediately stood together.
The Qi of these people were connected with each other, just like the coordinated exercises, and a large formation was quickly formed.
Ming Yi slapped it with a disdainful palm, landing heavily on the formation.
However, the formation did not move at all.
"Grand Priest, do you think we are unprepared?" The middle-aged man laughed wildly, "Your two brothers have gone to hunt down those princes. How can you fight with us now that you are alone?"
Seeing that the middle-aged man was already entangled with Ming Yi, Zhu Junhao on the side also showed a proud smile.
"Boy, why don't you get down quickly? Is that a place where you can stay?" Zhu Junhao shouted loudly.
Lu Yu frowned slightly and said coldly: "Ming Yi, what's going on with them?"
Ming Yi knelt directly on the ground and said in a trembling voice: "They were all my subordinates originally. I was unable to discipline my subordinates. Please punish me, Lord."
"I gave you ten days. After all, it's still too short. You don't have to blame yourself." Lu Yu said lightly.
Everyone around was stunned.
What?
Didn't it mean that Lu Yu was a puppet supported by Ming Yi?
How could Ming Yi kowtow to a puppet?
A trace of solemnity flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man in black, and he vaguely felt that things were not as simple as he imagined.
However, the arrow was on the string and it had to be fired.
Compared with the caution of a middle-aged man, Zhu Junhao is not that savvy at all.
He simply didn't believe that at this age, anyone could be better than him.
Zhu Junhao strutted up to Lu Yu and said in a cold voice: "I told you to get out, didn't you hear me?"
"You're a useless traveler, and you're worthy of standing in front of me?" Zhu Junhao stretched out his hand to grab Lu Yu's collar.
But as soon as he stretched out his hand, he felt a black shadow flash past.
Lu Yu waved his hand lightly, but as fast as thunder and like a phantom, it hit Zhu Junhao's stomach in an instant.
"Trash, how dare you take action..." Zhu Junhao's words stopped abruptly.
Then, Zhu Junhao's eyes widened, his whole body felt like he was struck by lightning, and he knelt down in pain.
Lu Yu took another step forward and was in front of the group of worshipers in an instant.
"Fancy!" Lu Yu punched it hard again.
The large formation sank downwards at a speed visible to the naked eye.
All the worshipers in the formation looked at Lu Yu who suddenly appeared in horror.
The powerful force caught everyone off guard, and the middle-aged man in black spit out a mouthful of blood.
Poof!
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the middle-aged man's face suddenly turned pale.
"What kind of power is this!" the middle-aged man said in horror.
However, Lu Yu's punch was not over yet.
Under Lu Yu's fist, the powerful wind instantly smashed cracks on the surface of the formation.
Click!
With a soft sound, the entire formation shattered and exploded.
Lu Yu walked up to the middle-aged man and said coldly: "Are you convinced now?"