Peerless Taoist

What kind of identity did King Yong have? He was a prince of the Zhao family's royal family, with a prestigious status. He had never been treated like this before.    

King Yong had been resting with his eyes closed. Now that he was dragged to the ground, he roared furiously, "How dare you attack me!"    

Lu Yu's eyes were cold. "So what if I hit you?"    

"Brat, you are courting death!" King Yong immediately reacted and stood up. He raised his hand and grabbed at Lu Yu.    

This King Yong was an expert of the Profound Immortal Realm. In the Zhao family, every prince was either muddle-headed or wise, but none of them were weak.    

* Pa! *    

Lu Yu sent a slap towards King Yong. King Yong spun in the air and fell heavily to the ground.    

A few servants of the prince's mansion stood in the distance and shouted when they saw what happened. "He dares to hit the prince! He is going to rebel! He is going to rebel!"    

Behind King Yong, a group of embroidered Dragon Guards immediately charged forward.    

King Yong was a prince after all, and he had the protection of the embroidered Dragon Guards by his side. Back then, King Qi Zhao Tong had at least a hundred embroidered Dragon Guards by his side.    

"All of you get lost!"    

Lu Yu roared, his voice like a mighty dragon.    

The group of Dragon Guards in front of him fell to the ground. Their hearts seemed to have been severely shaken, and their faces turned pale as they fell to the ground.    

The servants were also frightened, and they all backed away, not daring to say a word.    

Lu Yu strode forward, passing the group of Dragon Guards and punched the gate of the palace.    

The tall bronze gate was forcefully broken open. Arrows flew out from the gate and flew towards Lu Yu.    

Clang! Clang! Clang!    

The arrow flew in front of Lu Yu, but it was blocked by an iron wall.    

Arrows fell one after another, but none of them could hurt Lu Yu.    

At this moment, the Tang army in the palace had already formed up and was ready to fight.    

There were more than ten thousand Tang soldiers, and they roared in unison.    

Sabers and spears stood in a dense forest, and shields reflected light. Behind the armor were countless treasures that flickered with a bright light.    

"Kill!"    

Behind Lu Yu, tens of thousands of barbarian cavalry followed.    

The barbarian soldiers rode the Demonic Beast. All of them were tall and strong, and their eyes were filled with killing intent. They howled like wolves.    

Many of the barbarian soldiers held their breaths in their hearts. At this moment, all of them were venting their anger, and their strong killing intent soared into the sky.    

The gate of the Yong King Palace had completely collapsed. The flood of steel rushed into the palace, and the sound of the Demonic Beast's iron hooves stomping on the ground could be heard everywhere. It was sonorous and powerful.    

"Ancient God Heaven Stomp!"    

Lu Yu leapt into the air, and his body turned into a scorching sun. His body shone brightly, and he smashed down like a meteorite.    

The world collapsed, and the Tang army's battle formation was completely torn apart. The tens of thousands of Tang Dynasty soldiers standing under Lu Yu's feet instantly evaporated, not even their bones were left behind.    

Lu Yu's attack immediately caused the barbarian army behind him to shout in unison.    

Under the command of their generals, these barbarian soldiers charged into the few palaces in Yong King Palace to search for the remaining Tang army soldiers.    

A slaughter had begun. The Tang army had long been prepared and had prepared traps in many corners of the Yong King Palace.    

Blood flowed like rivers and corpses littered the ground. In the blink of an eye, a magnificent palace had turned into an Asura Purgatory.    

A purple light flashed in Lu Yu's eyes. He could see everything around him.    

But he still could not find Gao Xianzhi.    

"Is he hiding?" Lu Yu coldly snorted and continued to walk into the palace.