C4873 Capture Talent
C4873 Capture Talent
Yan Zhenqing narrowed her eyes and flicked her sleeve.
It was as if a surging hurricane had struck his palm. As his palm landed, the ferocious Immortal Slaying Sword Qi was instantly shattered.
The difference in cultivation between the two was too great.
However, right at this moment, Lu Yu flew forward like a shooting star and arrived next to Li Mi in an instant.
His target was not the high and mighty Yan Zhenqing, but Li Mi!
Li Mi was a natural saint, which represented endless talent and future. If he did not die and grew up in the future, no one would be a match for him.
This was also why Yan Zhenqing, as Daolord, would rather go against the rules and appear to rescue him.
"Lu Yu! Cough, cough, cough... You are courting death. " Seeing Lu Yu approaching, Li Mi coughed out blood.
His injuries were quite serious. The Heavenly Emperor Mirror hovered in the air, blocking Lu Yu's vision.
"Open it!" Lu Yu shouted. The power of a Martial Immortal erupted.
This punch of his was full of blood and Qi, and his fist intent was monstrous. It was like a sudden clap of thunder that shook the heavens and the earth.
Clang!
A loud noise echoed in the surroundings. The Heavenly Emperor Mirror began to shake vigorously, and the magnificent immortal glow it emitted became blurry.
Lu Yu struck again. The Heavenly Monarch Mirror swayed and deviated to the side.
"What kind of power is this?!" Li Mi felt his scalp go numb.
This was an Immortal Weapon!
Ever since he had used the Heavenly Emperor Mirror, he had almost never failed.
However, he was obstructed by Lu Yu. He was like a human-shaped tyrannosaur, possessing tremendous strength and imposing manner, pushing the Immortal Weapon away.
"Let's see who dares to save you today, Li Mi!" Lu Yu pushed away the Heavenly Emperor Mirror and arrived in front of Li Mi with a step.
This time, Li Mi could no longer remain calm. Panic appeared on his face.
Lu Yu could really kill him.
"Dao Art..." Li Mi pointed and chanted.
Pah!
Lu Yu stepped forward and slapped him hard on the face.
Li Mi was hit to the ground and spun twice. He almost fainted and was strangled by Lu Yu.
"How dare you!" Behind Lu Yu came Yan Zhenqing's furious roar.
"Why wouldn't I dare?" Lu Yu suddenly twisted his hand and broke Li Mi's neck, causing him to die on the spot!
Li Mi's eyes were wide open as he looked at Lu Yu in disbelief.
He would never have thought that he, a natural born saint, would die here.
At this moment, thunder rumbled in the dark sky, as if the Heavenly Dao was furious because of this.
The fall of a saint, the sorrow of heaven and earth.
Strange phenomena appeared in all directions, but Lu Yu was proud and fearless.
"Qian is the sky, Qian is above and Qian is below..." At this moment, a sentence suddenly sounded in Lu Yu's ears.
That was the magic left by Wen Sheng Yi Han in the past!
Lu Yu was startled. He felt that the mysterious Taijitu on his body was revolving once again.
Li Mi's soul drilled out and released golden air currents from his soul, which were swallowed by Lu Yu!
"No! Give it back to me! Return it to me!" Li Mi cried out in despair.
Talent, divine ability, luck, bone structure and magic power...
All of this had been plundered by Lu Yu!
Li Mi let out a cry of despair, but there was nothing he could do. He could only watch helplessly as his everything was taken away by Lu Yu.
"I can't accept this!" Li Mi's soul dissipated in pain and resentment, and he died completely.
As for Lu Yu, a bright light flashed in his eyes.
A surge of destiny enveloped his body. He finally understood that the scripture left behind by Saint Yi was not as simple as just increasing the Confucianism Law!
It could actually forcefully take away his opponent's luck and root bone!
Lu Yu's body trembled. It was as if he had been cleansed of his essence and had been reborn. He was already a natural saint!