The poisonous wind in front of me is extraordinary.
Those imperial guards were also elites selected from monks, but under this poisonous wind, they could not hold out for even half a quarter of an hour.
"Jie Jie, there are still people who are not afraid of death. Do you want to taste my poison?"
Jia Han's cold laughter spread from all around, and it was impossible to tell where he was.
Prince You complained: "Is this kid just stupid? He wants to go out at this time and seek death?"
But then he thought about it and immediately laughed: "He wants to die himself, why should I care about this?"
Everyone's eyes were focused on Lu Yu.
I saw him take a step and walk into the poisonous wind.
Stab, sting!
Lu Yu's feet touched the ground, and black mist suddenly rose up.
Lu Yu was in the poisonous mist, but his expression was as usual, unscathed.
"You have some skills, who are you?" Jia Han's eyes gradually became serious.
Lu Yu looked directly at Jia Han: "I have two disciples. I heard you captured them. Give them to me."
"When did I capture your disciple... I remembered that your disciple was captured by my slaves because he was young."
Jia Han disagreed: "You came too late. Your disciple probably won't even have a trace of his soul left."
Lu Yu's body suddenly emitted an astonishing murderous aura.
"If you dare to touch my disciple, you will die miserably." Lu Yu said seriously.
But Jia Han didn't take it seriously at all: "There are so many children, how do I know who is your disciple? Maybe he has become an innocent soul in my body."
Lu Yu then began to look at Jia Han carefully.
Not long after, Lu Yu said: "Rakshasa Soul Swallowing Technique, do you want to use this thing to seek immortality?"
Jia Han's pupils shrank and he said coldly: "Where did you learn about it?"
At this moment, Jia Han's face was also filled with murderous intent.
In terms of age, Jia Han is older than the emperor and has lived through three dynasties.
But the miraculous thing is that Jia Han has not aged at all until now. Instead, he now looks like a boy.
Everything is because of this magical technique.
Jia Han regards this technique as more important than his own children. Even his own son has no idea about the technique that Jia Han practices.
"Although I have some skills, if you don't tell me, then you will die!" Jia Han's eyes were filled with murderous intent.
Now that Lu Yu has discovered his secret, there is no reason to let Lu Yu live.
Suddenly, Jia Han tapped his foot on the ground, and his whole body was ejected instantly.
Almost in the blink of an eye, Jia Han rushed to Lu Yu.
"You are young, and although you have some abilities, the strange thing is that you shouldn't be curious."
"Curiosity can kill people."
Lu Yu raised his head and said with a normal expression: "So, you admit that you touched my disciple?"
Jia Han's face was ferocious: "There's so much nonsense, people are dying, I don't care who is your disciple!"
boom!
Jia Han suddenly stretched out his fist and hit Lu Yu's forehead hard.
His fists were still stained with a trace of black aura like ink.
Lu Yu didn't wait for his fist to get closer, he also extended a punch and punched Jia Han together.
Behind Lu Yu, a huge shadow of Hades suddenly appeared, looking proudly at the sky.
The two fists smashed together, and their feet sank down at the same time, creating a deep pit.
"How can you be so powerful!" Jia Han said in shock.
He is a monk who has reached the second step of enlightenment.
How could this kid in front of him be Jia Han's opponent?
"The Rakshasa Soul-Swallowing Technique is a destructive force, and the magic power cannot be condensed. No wonder it is only such a skill." Lu Yu shook his head.