With a pop, a ghost king in the distance was instantly smashed to the ground and his soul was destroyed.
This punch not only killed a ghost king, but also the people around the ghost king suffered a lot. A strong wind blew in the void, and blood spilled from the corners of the mouths of many ghost kings.
"When did I reach the point of reaching the end of my strength? How come I didn't know?"
Lu Yu's voice was calm, and then he killed a ghost king with one hand.
A flash of blood appeared in the blue sky. In front of Lu Yu, the powerful ghost king really looked like an ant that could be easily killed. Several of them died in an instant.
"We can't let him defeat each other. Let's do it together!" Feng Taixu's expression suddenly changed, he suddenly called out a long sword, raised his fingers, and chanted a curse.
As the long mantra was recited, the long sword became longer and longer, and its momentum became more and more full of Ling Xiao.
"Borrowing the sword spirit of the ninth world, the sword comes to return to the sect!"
Feng Taixu's loud voice came out from Jiuzhong Mountain and gradually echoed around Ruyi City.
In an instant, the sound of swords being unsheathed was heard in every corner of Ruyi City. Millions of flying swords left their scabbards and flew towards the sky, finally gathering in Feng Taixu's hands.
"Oh my God, calling on Ten Thousand Swords is something that only the legendary ancient swordsman can do!"
"This Feng Taixu is indeed a top expert. It is rumored that the Duan family once spent a lot of money to recruit this expert, but in the end they failed."
Everyone just looked at it from a distance and couldn't help but sigh. The method of calling Wan Jian was too sharp. It was quite shocking just from the visual perspective.
"Emperor Qin, do you dare to take one strike from me!" Feng Taixu stepped forward and shouted loudly.
Lu Yu stepped forward indifferently and said calmly: "What a shame!"
He clenched his fists again, and a mighty dragon roar came from his chest. At this moment, Lu Yu seemed to have thousands of real dragons hidden in his body, and the surging blood penetrated the sky and reached into the sky.
The next moment, the punch rushed out.
How strong is Lu Yu's peak power? In terms of strength, it is equivalent to the power of 7,500 real dragons!
Thousands of real dragons roared and roared, all erupting at this moment. The sun and moon dimmed for a moment, the sky and the earth changed color, and ten ghost kings had no time to dodge, and were hit by the fist force, and died instantly.
Their flesh and blood were flying, their souls were shattered, they had just come into contact, and they were already dead without any body parts.
The boundless terrifying momentum still spreads in all directions, making people shudder.
What kind of power is this? I'm afraid even if the entire Ruyi City people were put together, it wouldn't be enough for him to kill him alone!
"boom!"
The ferocious fist power killed ten powerful ghost kings, but they did not stop, but went straight towards Feng Taixu.
There was a crackling sound from mid-air, and the Wanjian summoned by Feng Taixu was severely shattered by this ferocious force before it even got close to Lu Yu.
Lu Yu walked towards the golden light, took one step forward, and came to Feng Taixu.
"Instigating them to take action against me, while you are standing behind, do you still plan to seize the treasure from me with such ability?" Lu Yu's voice was cold, and there was a chill in his eyes.
Feng Taixu's expression suddenly changed, and he suddenly said calmly: "As the saying goes, there is no acquaintance without fighting. Emperor Qin, you are indeed the overlord of the generation. I am willing to join the Great Qin and become its minister."
Lu Yu smiled, but the murderous intent in his eyes did not weaken at all: "It's too late!"