Peerless Taoist

"All of you, come and help me. Let's kill this person together!" Liu Ruyan shouted, "This thief might have some treasure in his hands. It's only with this treasure that he killed Ninth Miss. To deal with such a person, we have to use thunderous methods to kill him. Only then will we let them know how powerful our Purple Cloth Sect is!"    

Boom! Boom! Boom!    

Hearing Liu Ruyan's words, the group of Purple Cloth Sect disciples behind her immediately channeled their magic power and gathered all of their spells in Liu Ruyan's palm.    

As the Purple Cloth Sect disciples refined them, a bright light appeared around Liu Ruyan. It was as if a god had descended from the heavens, and no one could stop it.    

"Not good. The prince is in danger as well. Five reverends and eight hundred guards, quickly go and support him!" When the Yang Clan saw this scene, they were anxious and immediately gave the order.    

Ji Yanran went to stop them. "Aunt, everything will be fine."    

She pulled Yang Shi and pushed her far away. Ever since Lu Yu had arrived, Ji Yanran knew that her Ninth Uncle would definitely be fine. However, she did not expect that things would turn out this way.    

"Hehe, you still want to turn the world upside down? Our Purple Cloth Sect has inherited the inheritance of the ancient Purple Moon Goddess and inherited the Heavenly Dao. Do you think that you can be at ease after rescuing the King of Yue? Not to mention that you only saved the King of Yue, even if you saved Emperor Zhou, we can still suppress you as long as we are enemies with the Purple Cloth Sect!"    

Her voice became louder and louder. The magic power she released was like a long dragon that gathered in her palm.    

A sharp purple sword qi was condensed in front of Liu Ruyan. The surface of the purple sword qi was wrapped in many lightning bolts, making crackling noises, displaying a tyrannical power.    

Boom!    

Liu Ruyan directly pushed the sword qi out.    

The sharp sword qi immediately became violent. The house began to shake violently. Many tiles on the roof were blown away by the strong wind. In an instant, sand and stones flew everywhere, creating a scene of destruction.    

"Your target is not just me. I'm afraid that even Ji Mingzhong wants to kill him!"    

Lu Yu's face immediately turned cold.    

The Purple-Robed Cult knew nothing about his identity. They only thought that he was an ordinary person, so they would definitely not send out a half-step Daolord to deal with him. This Purple-Robed Cult was probably using the name of dealing with Lu Yu to kill Ji Mingzhong.    

"Scram!"    

When Lu Yu thought of this, he suddenly had a thought. The phantom of the Nine Dragons appeared behind him, circling and entangling with each other. It let out deafening roars, and a majestic and sacred dragon's roar was heard.    

After that, Lu Yu struck out an attack. It was a dignified and domineering attack. The magic power that filled the sky was like a long river, and it was all shot out.    

The disciples of the Purple-Robed Cult who were following Liu Ruyan spat out blood. They were slapped into the ground, and their bones were broken.    

The Thunder Sword Qi that Ruyan Liu had unleashed was even suppressed by Lu Yu, and it was ruthlessly crushed.    

"Hmm? Who told you to stand there? Kneel down!"    

Lu Yu raised his eyebrows, and there was a dignified aura in his eyes. He raised his hand and pressed down. Ruyan Liu was unable to withstand such power, and her legs went limp as she knelt on the ground.