Peerless Taoist

Someone shook his head and said: "Qin Huang has such talent at such a young age, it is truly stunning. However, he is too arrogant. He actually dared to come to the Ninth Realm alone to destroy the Duan Clan. Does he not know that the Duan Clan itself is a fat piece of meat? Even if he destroys the Duan Clan, the other experts won't allow him to take it all for himself. "    

The spectators all had different expressions. Some were sneering while others were mocking. To them, Qin Huang was just an outsider.    

However, there were even more people who were smart enough to sneak into Ninefold Mountain and search for treasures in the ruins.    

This action immediately made everyone excited. The battle between Qin Huang and the experts of the Ghost King was the best time for them to take advantage of the situation.    

"Dad, is Lu Yu really going to lose?" Han Xinrou's eyes were complicated as she held Han Zhengsu's hand tightly.    

She had a good impression of the young man who saved her from danger. She did not want him to die here.    

Han Zheng-Su sighed and said, "Two fists can't fight four hands. Rou-Er, you have to know that many legends are not about gods. Even gods fall sometimes, let alone humans."    

Although he did not answer directly, he had already predicted Lu Yu's ending.    

It was true that Lu Yu was a peerless genius, but the nineteen people in front of him were not weak either. Just Han Zhengsu alone could recognize a few old monsters that lived in seclusion and would not easily come out of seclusion.    

Although one of them had walked out, he could make the Ninth World tremble with a stomp of his feet. Now that they were attacking him together, Lu Yu probably had no chance of winning.    

"Kill!"    

Above the clouds, nineteen peerless experts roared at the same time and stepped forward together.    

In an instant, more than a dozen terrifying spells flashed across the sky, thunder, fire, poison, and bones. All kinds of spells intertwined with each other. They were extremely ferocious, and one after another, they attacked the place where Lu Yu was standing.    

This kind of attack was enough to make the entire Ruyi City fall. The endless pressure from the battle in the sky spread to the surroundings, making many people in Ruyi City look at the sky in horror. They were all stunned and speechless.    

Lu Yu stood in the center of the storm. His eyes were cold and his expression was cold. He could see everything.    

"You will die under your own greed."    

Lu Yu's voice was cold. The moment his mind became clear, the magic in his body suddenly became violent.    

The golden light pierced through the clouds in the sky in an instant. The dark clouds in the sky dispersed, but the terrifying pressure swept out like a storm.    

Lu Yu's figure rose into the air, forming a golden avatar around his body.    

This was the manifestation of the Holy Emperor Body. When Lu Yu was still a Martial Saint, he had already displayed his divine might. Now that Lu Yu had become a Martial Immortal, his dharma idol was even more extraordinary.    

A tyrannical pressure suddenly descended. In an instant, many people who had just rushed into the Ninth Mountain to take advantage of the situation were suppressed by this pressure. They knelt on the ground, unable to move.    

Clang! Clang! Clang!    

The dense barrage of spells crazily bombarded the Sacred Emperor Body, but it only caused a slight fluctuation in the enormous dharma idol, and did not affect Lu Yu in the slightest.    

Under everyone's stunned gazes, the golden dharma idol opened its eyes. Golden flames were burning in its eyes.    

A strong pressure reverberated around them. It was as if there was a mountain above everyone's heads, making it hard for them to breathe.    

"Have you guys fought enough?"    

Lu Yu spat out the sound of thunder, which spread in all directions.