Yan Zhenqing narrowed his eyes and flicked his sleeves.
In his palm, it seemed as if a surging hurricane was coming. When his palm fell, the ferocious Immortal Killing Sword Qi was immediately shattered into pieces.
The realm between the two is too different.
But at this moment, Lu Yu flew away, as fast as a shooting star, and arrived at Li Mi's side in an instant.
His target is not the aloof Yan Zhenqing, but Li Mi!
Li Mi is a born saint, which represents endless talent and future. If he does not die and grows up in the future, no one can be his opponent.
This is why Yan Zhenqing, as a Taoist king, would rather break the rules and show up to rescue him.
"Lu Yu! Cough cough cough... you are looking for death." Seeing Lu Yu coming over, Li Mi coughed up blood.
He was seriously injured. The Emperor's Mirror was suspended in the air, blocking Lu Yu's view.
"Open it for me!" Lu Yu shouted, and his martial arts power suddenly exploded.
His punch was full of blood and powerful, as if a thunder struck, shaking the sky and the earth.
clang--
A huge sound echoed in all directions, the Emperor's Mirror began to shake violently, and the vast immortal light emitted from it became blurred.
Lu Yu struck again, causing the Emperor's Mirror to stagger and swerve to one side.
"What kind of power is this!" Li Mi felt his scalp numb.
This is a fairy weapon!
Ever since he used the Emperor's Mirror, he has been almost invincible.
But in front of Lu Yu, he was hindered. Lu Yu was like a humanoid tyrannosaurus, with infinite strength and soaring courage, which forcefully shook away all the immortal weapons.
"Li Mi, let's see who dares to save you today!" Lu Yu shook the Emperor's Mirror away and came to Li Mi in one step.
This time, Li Mi finally couldn't keep calm, and a look of panic appeared on his face.
Lu Yu can really kill him.
"Taofa..." Li Mi pointed and recited a mantra.
Snapped!
Lu Yu stepped forward and slapped him hard on the face.
Li Mi was beaten and spun around twice, almost fainting, and Lu Yu choked him.
"How dare you!" Yan Zhenqing's furious roar came from behind Lu Yu.
"What am I afraid of?" Lu Yu's hand suddenly broke, and Li Mi's neck was broken, and he died on the spot!
Li Mi's eyes widened and he looked at Lu Yu in disbelief.
He never imagined that he, a born saint, would die here.
At this moment, thunder suddenly roared in the dark sky, as if the heavens were angry because of it.
When a saint falls, heaven and earth share the sorrow.
Strange sights appeared frequently in all directions, but Lu Yu remained arrogant and fearless.
"Work for heaven, work up and down..." At this moment, a sentence suddenly sounded in Lu Yu's ears.
That was the spell left to him by the former literary saint Yihan!
Lu Yu was shocked and felt that the mysterious Tai Chi diagram on his body was turning again.
Li Mi's soul came out, and streams of golden air emitted from the soul, which was swallowed by Lu Yu!
"No! Give it back to me! Give it back to me!" Li Mi shouted desperately.
Talent, supernatural powers, luck, roots, mana...
Everything was plundered by Lu Yu!
Li Mi screamed in despair, but there was nothing he could do. He could only watch as everything about him was taken away by Lu Yu.
"I'm not willing to give in!" Li Mi's soul dissipated in pain and resentment, and he died completely.
But Lu Yu, a bright light flashed in his eyes.
A wave of luck enveloped him, and he finally understood that the scripture that Yisheng left on him was by no means as simple as improving Confucianism and Taoism!
This can actually take away the opponent's luck and strength!
Lu Yu's body was shaken, as if his essence had been washed away, and he was completely reborn. He was already a born saint!