Peerless Taoist

The power that Lu Yu possessed had long exceeded their expectations. This expert from the Heaven Realm had not only opened the realm gate, but also possessed a power beyond their imagination.    

"Save me, Monarch!"    

At this critical moment, Yan Xuanteng decisively chose to seek help.    

Each of their supreme elders had Fu Lu, who was personally refined by the Yama King, by their side. At this critical moment, they were going to use Fu Lu to save their lives.    

In the Yan Family, this was not only a means to save their lives, it was also a symbol of their status. Not everyone could possess it. It was exactly the same as the Shang Fang Sword in the Imperial Court.    

Sizzle!    

Fu Lu was instantly torn apart. Instantly, surging Yin Qi surged out like a tidal wave and enveloped Yan Xuanteng's body.    

Amidst the rolling Yin Qi, a majestic figure suddenly appeared. He was wearing a dark black dragon robe, and his eyes seemed to have two balls of fire burning slowly in them.    

Yama King!    

There were countless Ghost Kings in the Nether Realm, but only King Yama had passed down his inheritance from the ancient era until now.    

The Yan Family was the top family in Nether Realm, and they had a deep foundation. Every generation's king was stunning, and their power was overwhelming.    

"Monarch, this person is..." Yan Xuanteng hurriedly called out.    

However, before he could finish speaking, a sharp sound that pierced through the air suddenly sounded by his ear.    

Lu Yu's eyes were deep. He pointed his finger, and a majestic sword energy flew out like a white rainbow piercing through the sun.    

"Humph!"    

A cold snort was heard from the shadow of the Yama King. Immediately, the shadow raised its hand and struck out with its palm, as if it wanted to stop Lu Yu's sword attack.    

"Let's see who dares to stop me!" Lu Yu's voice was cold, and it echoed in all directions.    

The sword qi rampaged and actually broke through the obstruction of the Yama King. It flew all the way and fiercely pierced into Yan Xuanteng's body.    

"Puchi!"    

Yan Xuanteng's body instantly shattered into pieces under the sharp sword qi, and pieces of blood that filled the sky flew in all directions.    

He let out a miserable cry. However, this cry only lasted for an instant before it came to an abrupt stop. His soul and body were completely shattered, and a bloody mist filled the air.    

The phantom of King Yama fluctuated, and he had already fallen into a violent rage. Lu Yu had killed Yan Xuanteng right in front of him, and he didn't give him any face at all.    

"A mere phantom dares to stop me? Let's wait for your true body to appear."    

Lu Yu's voice was cold. He raised his hand and clenched it. A huge golden palm print crushed the phantom of King Yama.    

This scene was seen by many Yan Family cultivators.    

These people felt chills all over their bodies. What kind of terrifying strength was this? Even their Imperial Emperor incarnation couldn't withstand a single palm of the other party.    

A black shadow appeared behind Lu Yu. It was a demon king with a malevolent expression. It was the artifact spirit of the Broken Head Blade, the "Demon King of Slaughter."    

"Kekeke! Kekeke!"    

At this moment, the Demon King of Slaughter let out a weird laugh. The Weapon Spirit trembled slightly, and its eyes were filled with a bloody glow.    

"Kill them." Lu Yu said in a flat tone.    

His words had decided the fate of all the cultivators of the Yan Family.    

The Slaughter Devil King laughed out loud. Compared to the other Immortal Weapons, it was a devil weapon that was nourished by fresh blood. The more it killed, the stronger it became.    

Back when it was injured by the Immortal Execution Sword, the severed head blade had yet to recover its vitality. At this moment, the fresh blood on the battlefield was constantly stimulating it.    

"Kill!"    

The Demon King of Slaughter charged into the crowd of Yan Family cultivators. Gods blocked it, and gods killed it. Buddha blocked it, and Buddha killed it. The saber hacked down, and large groups of Yan Family cultivators fell like wheat being harvested.