Yan Huang's arrogant voice resounded through the clouds and could be heard by everyone in Fengdu City.
Many people were not too shocked. In the Yan family, Yan Huang was like a prince. He was the future prince. His cultivation was unfathomable and he had long been confirmed as the next successor by Emperor Yama.
Everyone looked at Yan Huang's figure carefully and felt that this man stood proudly on the top of the mountain. He was a rare man in the world. His confidence and arrogance convinced many people.
"This is the genius of my Yan family. I will definitely kill Emperor Qin and escape from the underworld."
"The Emperor Qin's arrogance ends here!"
Many Yan family monks were so excited that they stood behind Yan Huang, waving flags and cheering for him.
Lu Yu frowned and looked Yan Huang up and down: "Is it you who want to marry Nian Qiu?"
Yan Huang is a fair-faced, handsome and handsome young man. On the surface, he has advanced cultivation and a tall and straight figure. He also has the background of being a prince of the Yan family. No matter where you look at him, he is a good man.
But Lu Yu noticed a trace of sinister aura from Yan Huang's body.
It was caused by practicing evil arts. People are known for nourishing their Qi. What they do on a daily basis, no matter how well-hidden it is, there will still be clues.
"You mean that woman?" Yan Huang shook his head: "A woman is just a tool to me. I have three thousand women, all of whom are my wives, and she will be one of them."
Yan Huang glanced at Lu Yu with disdain: "It seems that you came here for this woman, but it's useless. Although she escaped, in this underworld, no matter where she hides, I will eventually find her. Here. If a woman dares to run away on my wedding day, I will use the cruelest means to make her memory long."
After saying this, Yan Huang licked his lips and showed a cruel smile on his face.
"It turns out to be a method of tonic. No wonder it's so familiar."
Lu Yu suddenly realized that he had felt the same aura from Blood Fiend Lord Lu Jiuxiao.
Lu Jiuxiao's fame as a young boy was largely due to the cultivation of evil magic, which turned a woman's Yuan Yin into his own magic power. The method was extremely evil. And it is probably also true that Yan Huang can achieve such achievements at such a young age. because of this.
"In this case, I can't keep you."
Lu Yu's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he strode forward: "Since you want me to do three moves, then I will grant you."
As soon as he finished speaking, a violent killing intent burst out from Lu Yu's fist, sweeping in all directions and falling with a roar.
The strong force swept across the heavens like a golden dragon, attacking Yan Huang violently.
"It's just physical strength, it's crude."
Yan Huang was fearless, with a mocking smile on his face, and with a wave of his hand, a rain of millions of petals fell down and swirled around him.
"It's the Divine Order of Ten Thousand Flowers!"
"It has been inherited from ancient times. It is an ancient immortal weapon. This is one of the Yan family's heritage. It is extremely precious. I didn't expect it to be passed down to Yan Huang!"
Many people made a sound of shock. This was the first time they saw the power of an immortal weapon.
In the palm of Yan Huang's hand, there is a wooden talisman, with ancient animal patterns carved around it, exuding an atmosphere of ancient vicissitudes. This is the Divine Token of Ten Thousand Flowers.
As Yan Huang moved, countless petals fluttered in the wind, lingering around Yan Huang. At this moment, Yan Huang stepped among thousands of flying flowers, like a king among flowers, standing proudly in all directions of the world.
Lu Yu's fierce and powerful punch was actually melted by the flower petals. The force that landed next to Yan Huang was completely gone, and he blocked it with a flick of his sleeves.
"Is this all you can do?" Yan Huang's face showed a trace of ridicule, and his sleeves swayed in the breeze.
The ghost kings were amazed that Yan Huang was indeed the descendant of the Yan family emperor. He calmed down the situation as soon as he appeared on the scene and was even able to defend against Lu Yu's tyrannical attack.
Yan Huang made harsh words before, asking Lu Yu to do three moves. Now it seems that this is not an empty talk.
Master Tianxiu even sneered again and again. He has now submitted to the Yan family. The more powerful the Yan family is, the more benefits he will receive.
Lu Yu frowned and suddenly said in a cold voice: "It seems that I shouldn't waste too much time on you."
That punch was enough to kill Yan Huang, but Lu Yu didn't expect that the opponent had an immortal weapon in his hand, and actually blocked the punch he had just unleashed.
However, so what if there is an immortal weapon?
At that time, Li Mi also had the Emperor's Mirror in his hand; Gao Xianzhi, who had the Qinglong Yanyue Sword accompanying him, was also defeated by Lu Yu.
Lu Yu strode forward, vast starlight emerged from his hands, and the power of the Heavenly Lord shook the sky.
That coercion swept out, and the Yan family members who had previously responded with sneers, all obediently shut their mouths at this time.
When this powerful pressure was released, even those who had not fought against Lu Yu knew that the spell Lu Yu performed at this moment was extraordinary.
"Mysterious." Yan Huang snorted coldly, showing disdain.
He held the Divine Token of Ten Thousand Flowers, and the petals flew with the wind, turning into a colorful phoenix made of condensed petals, spreading its wings and fluttering back and forth with the breeze.
This is the supreme immortal weapon left by an ancient immortal. It looks like it is surrounded by flower petals, but it is actually made of condensed mana. Each piece has the power to shatter mountains and rivers.
But Lu Yu was cold and indifferent, so what if it was an immortal weapon?
"The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is in my hands."
Lu Yu uttered thunderous sounds, as if he were the most powerful venerable person in the sky. Every word he spoke represented the supreme mantra.
The cyan dragon energy gathered in his right hand, and instantly transformed into a cyan dragon's sharp claws, densely packed with armor, protruding from the high altitude shrouded in clouds and mist.
The blue dragon splits the sky!
Press down with one claw and cut through the void!
The shocking roar of the dragon spread throughout the sky, it was thick and boundless, and it was captured in an instant.
Yan Huang walked over with a smile on his face, and was about to fight back when suddenly the blue dragon's claw struck hard through the air. Countless flying flowers immediately withered, and the dragon's claw destroyed all his defenses like a torrent, and struck straight at him!
Yan Huang's pupils shrank suddenly.
But before he could react in time, the blow had already been struck hard!
In an instant, countless defensive runes around Yan Huang were shattered, and even his physical body was torn apart from the middle. Blood spilled from high in the sky, soaking the sky.
With one claw, Yan Huang's body was instantly shattered!
This is a powerful blow released by imitating the ancient true dragon. Now it bursts out with a powerful force that destroys the heaven and the earth. How can Yan Huang withstand it?
Yan Huang's soul emerged from the broken body, but his eyes were still filled with wonder.
How could he believe that he would be defeated as soon as he met him!
What made Yan Huang feel most desperate was that his invincible magical weapon could not stop Lu Yu's attack at this moment, and his defense was instantly shattered.
"Emperor Qin!"
Yan Huang let out a roar of earth-shattering anger, and his consciousness tried to communicate with the Ten Thousand Flowers Divine Order that was shot away.