Peerless Taoist

Lu Yu raised his hand and flicked his finger. A crisp sound came from the void, as if there was an overwhelming force.    

"No!"    

Feng Taixu was shocked. He never would have thought that a peerless expert like him would be willing to submit, but Lu Yu actually refused to recruit him.    

Boom! The force was like a true dragon that swept across everything in its path. All of Feng Taixu's defensive measures were shattered by this force and he didn't even have the ability to block it before being turned into nothing.    

Feng Taixu was shocked. He turned around and was about to escape, but at this moment, Lu Yu threw out another punch.    

Puchi!    

Another ferocious punch was thrown. This punch completely hit him. There was no luck at all. Feng Tai Xu was still in the air, but he had already turned into a bloody mist and scattered in all directions.    

"I really shouldn't have provoked him!"    

Before he died, a hint of regret suddenly flashed through Feng Taixu's heart.    

If he hadn't come, he would still be that peerless expert hidden in the world. But now that he had died, it would truly be an eternity of emptiness!    

Boom!    

With a loud sound, Lu Yu's golden hand suddenly descended and crushed Feng Xu's soul, turning it into nothingness.    

The Ghost King of the generation had fallen just like that.    

However, Lu Yu did not choose to stop there. He turned around and looked at the other survivors.    

"Run! Run!"    

The ghost kings were scared out of their wits. When they saw Lu Yu looking at them, they immediately turned around and left, not daring to stay any longer.    

Who would dare to stay here any longer? Even the strongest Feng Taixu was dead, so how could they possibly be a match for Lu Yu?    

"Kill!"    

Lu Yu coldly snorted. His finger's sword qi flew out, cutting through the void and fiercely slashing down.    

Immediately, the surrounding Ghost Kings that were preparing to escape fell one after another. Their blood scattered on the ground, and their souls let out cries of despair. In the end, they no longer existed in the world.    

A cold breeze blew across the back mountain of the Duan family.    

Countless gazes were focused on the sky. The eyes of that stalwart figure were filled with respect and fear.    

Lu Yu stepped on the void and was extremely ferocious. The huge and boundless golden Dharma Idol still did not dissipate. It was still standing proudly in the sky and shining brightly.    

Many people were stunned when they saw this scene. They could not believe their eyes.    

They were actually all dead!    

Those were nineteen experts of the Ghost King, not nineteen ants!    

In front of Lu Yu, these Ghost King experts were no match for him at all. They all turned into a bloody mist.    

"Is this the strength of the Great Qin Emperor?" This question flashed across everyone's hearts.    

It was simply wishful thinking for the Duan family to be able to match up to such a character.    

Han Zhengsu took a deep breath. He looked at the scene of destruction in front of him in a daze. At the same time, he felt that the hostile gazes around him had decreased a lot.    

The Han family only had a slight relationship with Lu Yu, but it was enough to intimidate everyone.    

"No wonder he could destroy the Yan family!" Han Zhengsu sighed.    

As for Han Xinrou, her eyes were already wide open as she looked at the proud figure in the sky. She was a little lost in thought.    

The vast Emperor's aura still hadn't disappeared.    

Those who were planning to fish in troubled waters were frightened to the point that their bodies were trembling. They immediately knelt down and loudly said: "We greet the Emperor!"    

Lu Yu's invincible figure was reflected in everyone's eyes. With the true dragon in front of them, who would dare to disobey?    

"We pay our respects to the Emperor!"    

Long live the Ninefold Mountain.