Peerless Taoist

Very quickly, a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood had formed in front of Lu Yu.    

"Quickly, send someone to capture this thief! Looking at this person's actions, he should be a Demonic Cultivator. Today, we must kill this fiend!"    

A purple-clothed Cultivator shouted sternly, and directly labeled Lu Yu as a Demonic Cultivator.    

From the Purple-clothed Sect's mountain gate, more and more Cultivators appeared. Even in the Purple Moon Continent, there were also Cultivators who continuously flew over. Everyone had a ferocious expression on their faces.    

"Damn it!"    

Lu Yu was fearless. Using his hand as a blade, he raised his hand and slapped out. In an instant, the Knife Qi was like a storm, sweeping in all directions. Many of the Cultivators' magic treasures were shattered.    

Lu Yu made his move. He had not even used all of his power, but there was already an aura that could destroy the heavens and earth. Every move and every move was powerful and grand, emitting a powerful and holy aura.    

"How dare you attack us! We are a righteous sect. If you attack us, you will definitely be punished by the heavens!"    

A purple-clothed Cultivation stomped his feet and pointed at Lu Yu. His entire body was trembling.    

However, in the next moment, the sword qi instantly pierced through her forehead, and the power did not decrease. It cut her body into two halves.    

"The heavens are also what you deserve to say?"    

The terrifying sword qi erupted once again. Ordinary disciples were no longer a match for Lu Yu. One corpse after another fell in front of Lu Yu, forming a river of blood.    

"Stop!"    

Suddenly, the space in the sky was torn apart as an old woman with a tyrannical aura stepped out.    

Seeing the old woman, many of the purple-robed Cultivators cheered and shouted, "Greetings, Great Elder!"    

Ji Mingzhong frowned. "This old thing is actually still alive."    

"Your Majesty, you have to be careful. This old thing is called Meng Gu, and she has already reached the Daolord Realm during the Great Yu Dynasty. Her cultivation level is unfathomable."    

With Meng Gu's arrival, many of the purple-robed cultivators felt as if they had found their pillar of support.    

"How dare you trespass into the territory of my Purple-Robed Cult and kill people? Who are you?" Meng Gu scolded sternly.    

Lu Yu stood where he was, his expression unchanged as he said coldly, "Don't you Purple-Robed Cult like to slander others? I just met people from your Purple-Robed Cult by chance, and you actually frame me as a murderer. Do you think that you are the Heavenly Dao?"    

"You're talking nonsense. You must be angry because you have been exposed!" The group of purple-robed Cultivators gritted their teeth. Lu Yu had attacked the mountain gate, which was a slap to their faces.    

Lu Yu's eyes were cold as he raised his hand and pressed down. Sword Qi swept out like a storm, and in an instant, a series of muffled sounds rang out. The cultivators who had been berating Lu Yu earlier all fell into a pool of blood.    

"Damn it, I'm right here. How dare you attack me?" Meng Gu was angry. Her clothes fluttered as a violent aura brewed around her.    

"Do you think that I am joking when I say that I want to exterminate your sect?"    

Lu Yu raised his head and said coldly, "You guys tried to frame me without my knowledge. Do you really think that you can stay out of this?"    

"You have killed so many people. You are a Demonic Cultivator. You are a treacherous person. We are from a righteous sect, so we have to deal with you." Meng Gu scolded sternly.    

"Righteous sect? Evil sect?"    

Lu Yu sneered.    

In his previous life, he was beaten into a Demonic Cultivator and was chased by many righteous cultivators.    

However, in reality, the people he killed in his previous life were all villains. They were all people who deserved to be killed. However, those righteous people from the famous sects were all secretly doing things that no one knew about.    

"I was just about to ask you if you have any evidence to prove that I killed Zhu Xuanyin!" Lu Yu's voice became even colder.    

Many of the purple-robed Cultivators were about to retort, but their mouths opened slightly, but they could not say a word.    

They indeed did not have any evidence.    

Everything came from the decree of the Purple-Robed Cult Master.    

Of course, they did not know the truth. They did not even see the scene of Zhu Xuanyin being killed. They only heard a sentence and chose to believe it. They believed that Lu Yu was a villain.    

There was no need for any evidence. They only believed what they were willing to believe.    

Meng Gu said coldly, "Could it be that we can't suspect you without evidence? Could it be that we are joking about the innocence of the Ninth Miss? We are only suspecting you, and you have already killed so many people. You are the Demonic Cultivator."    

As she spoke, she looked like a righteous master who would not allow anyone to question her.    

Lu Yu smiled. He had finally seen what true shamelessness was.    

"Why? Have you been exposed by us?" The group of purple-clothed Cultivators began to sneer and ridicule him.    

With Meng Gu's support, their morale was once again boosted.    

"I'm laughing. Why waste my time on you?"    

In a split-second, Lu Yu decisively launched an attack. The force of his fist was like a dragon crossing the sky, sweeping across the nine heavens.    

With a loud bang, hundreds of purple-clothed Cultivators exploded. Blood and flesh flew everywhere, and even their souls could not escape.    

Bang! Bang! Bang!    

Even the magical treasures in the Cultivators' hands could not withstand Lu Yu's tyrannical attack. They were directly crushed.    

Meng Gu's expression immediately changed. She could feel an unstoppable power from Lu Yu's hands.    

Without any hesitation, Meng Gu turned around and ran.    

But how could Lu Yu give her this chance? He took a step forward and a sword light flashed on his fingertips. In an instant, the sharp sword energy swept out.    

Meng Gu's face immediately turned pale. She summoned her own magical treasure to protect herself.    

Crack!    

The sword energy swept past without any pause. It directly crushed the magical treasure in Meng Gu's hands, and then cut off Meng Gu's head.    

The head fell to the ground, and blood converged into a river.    

The first-generation Great Elder, a powerful Daolord, had actually fallen just like that with a single strike.    

"Who else?" Lu Yu shouted, his voice deafening as it resounded through the heavens.    

Everyone was stunned. The Purple Cloth Sect had probably never experienced such a tragic situation before. Many people were curious, wondering what kind of powerful expert the Purple Cloth Sect had offended.    

In front of them, blood and corpses were everywhere, and the air was filled with a dense smell of blood.    

"They actually killed them all."    

Ji Mingzhong's face turned pale, and he even felt a lingering fear.    

Two powerful Daolords had died in a single move. With Lu Yu's strength, if he chose to attack the Great Zhou Empire, what could they do?    

"This place is too filthy. It's time to have a rain to wash away the sins here," Lu Yu said as he raised his head.    

The sky was suddenly filled with dense dark clouds, and lightning flashed and thunder rumbled. A storm was about to come.    

In the rain, Lu Yu walked into the depths of the Purple Cloth Sect.    

In front of the Goddess' Hall, many elders of the Purple Cloth Sect were gathered. Standing in the middle was the Purple Cloth Sect's Sect Master, Zhu Fang!    

Looking at Lu Yu, Zhu Fang and the other elders finally revealed fear on their faces.    

They saw Lu Yu holding the head of the Great Elder and walking over step by step.    

At the same time, everyone in the Purple Moon Continent saw this scene.    

Lu Yu used the divine technique to display the scene that had happened on the Green Cloud Mountain that day to everyone.    

All the disciples of the Purple Cloth Sect turned pale. They saw that from the beginning to the end, it had nothing to do with Lu Yu at all. It was Zhu Xuanyin who had brought about her own death.    

"The truth is as such. What else do you have to say?!"    

Lu Yu's voice was like the bell ringing in hell, echoing in everyone's hearts.