This martial artist just wants to be an official

Chapter 357 Demon King Holy Body
Lu Yuanzhi's words were filled with determination, and he looked deeply at Lu Ziyu in the courtyard.

"Tell me a thousand, say ten thousand, but you still haven't told me the real doubts."

Lu Ziyu was in the courtyard, taking a deep breath and looking at Lu Yuanzhi quietly.

Lu Yuanzhi shook his head and laughed. He sighed and said:
"Being able to find the entrance to the tomb without knowing the entrance to the tomb, and steal the body without anyone noticing..."

"Other than you, who is from a Taoist sect, I can't think of anyone else."

Lu Yuanzhi did not forget that when he was looking for King Yu's secret chamber in Hangzhou, the Holy Son released the Taoist consciousness in front of him.

It only took less than two breaths to find the key to the secret room.

"hehe."

After hearing Lu Yuanzhi's words, Shengzi looked him up and down, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised:

"You're right."

"When King Yu kidnapped the Holy Son, he did have my suggestions."

In a word.

Everyone looked at Lu Ziyu in the yard.

Being watched by so many people, the expression on Lu Ziyu's face did not change at all, and he just looked at Lu Yuanzhi lightly.

Lu Yuanzhi's eyes also became complicated, and his voice was quiet:

"It can be expected that after the royal family has its own third-grade martial artist, it will not hesitate to hide the birds and the bows, and the rabbits will die and the dogs will be cooked..."

"So, after you escaped from the Dao Sect, you have been hiding behind King Yu, advising him. The opening of the Extinguishing Martial Formation has your shadow. Blocking the pills used in the Extinguishing Martial Formation requires sacrificing the lives of hundreds of children. There is also your shadow..."

"In order to hide myself, I even imprisoned the Holy Son in Hangzhou for so many years...all of our attention was focused on the Taoist Holy Son. We didn't even have any doubts. We subconsciously felt that the Holy Son was being forced by King Yu without even asking. As a last resort, I refined elixirs for him..."

Hearing what Lu Yuanzhi said, a smile appeared on Lu Ziyu's face. He looked at Lu Yuanzhi from a distance:
"But what I didn't expect was that the final result would be the death of King Yu, not Ji Xuan."

"What I didn't expect was that...you appeared out of nowhere."

Lu Yuanzhi was silent for a moment, then looked at Lu Ziyu expressionlessly and said:

"The agency's calculations are too clever, and they have mistaken Qingqing's life."

"Now, hand over King Yu's body."

After hearing Lu Yuanzhi's words, Lu Ziyu gently placed the golden sword in his hand in front of him, with a strange confidence in his voice:

"Do you know when people from my Taoist sect will take the Barrier-Breaking Pill?"

Hearing this, Lu Yuanzhi frowned:
"When?"

"When you are stuck at the pinnacle of the fourth level and understand the third level, and your mind becomes unstable after a forced breakthrough, you need the assistance of the Barrier-Breaking Pill."

Lu Ziyu's eyes became deeper:

"In other words, although Pindao is currently at the fourth-level realm, his combat power is that of the third-level Taoist disciple."

"Otherwise, why do you think this poor Taoist would dare to go to the Taoist sect and participate in the Taoist sect competition? That Taoist sect Hongyun is a real third-grade Taoist."

Hearing his words, Lu Yuanzhi's eyes flashed with light:
"But you lost to me."

Lu Ziyu was unhurried and said calmly:

"Your warrior realm is too magical. I didn't notice it at the time and took advantage of it. Now that I face you again, I can kill you with ten swords."

"is it?"

Lu Yuanzhi looked at Lu Ziyu indifferently, and a black narrow knife appeared silently in his hand.

"Just go ahead and capture us. There are so many of us, you can't escape."

Song Yu from the Kewu Department slowly walked to Lu Yuanzhi's side and held it up with his empty hand. Two rows of cannons appeared out of thin air, and their dark muzzles were neatly aimed at Lu Ziyu in the yard.

"Amitabha."

The little monk Yingchen chanted the Buddhist chant gently, and a golden sun wheel slowly appeared behind his head, and the skin all over his body was slowly dyed with gold paint at this moment.

"A gentleman is not a weapon."

Hai Wuyang came to Lu Yuanzhi's side calmly, and the first page of a majestic "Record of Ten Thousand Peoples" was slowly opened from above his head.

"come on! Come on!"

The cousin waved her arms behind everyone, looked at Lu Ziyu in the yard and said:

"Catch this thief!!"

Obviously, my cousin had a chat with Bai Qingying...

……

"Stop talking nonsense, let's do it once and let's talk about winning or losing!"

Lu Ziyu's eyes became serious. He grabbed it with his free hand, and the golden sword instantly transformed from his hand into countless clones, facing the crowd from a distance.

As soon as he finished speaking, his attack came quietly in an instant.

"Open the formation!!"

Song Yu yelled at his cousin behind him at this time.

"oh oh!!"

When the cousin heard this, she hurriedly took out a spiritual stone from her small purse and smashed it on the ground, and the spiritual stone was already submerged into the ground.

In an instant, a barrier separated everyone from Lu Ziyu, Lu Yuanzhi and others in the formation.

"You have made a lot of preparations."

Seeing this barrier, Lu Ziyu's expression turned slightly cold.

"Hmph, of course I have to be more careful when dealing with you."

Lu Yuanzhi didn't talk nonsense, he raised his knife and attacked Lu Ziyu.

The purpose of the barrier that my cousin had just deployed was very simple, just to prevent a few people from destroying Lu Yuanzhi's mansion due to the battle...

Lu Ziyu looked at Lu Yuanzhi who was attacking him quickly, and with a calm thought, the golden sword in his hand attacked everyone in the barrier.

Wherever the golden light passed, the most visible person was Hai Wuyan behind Lu Yuanzhi.

Seeing the densely packed golden swords coming towards him, Hai Wuyan's expression did not change.

"Heaven builds, and a gentleman strives to strengthen himself."

"The terrain is good, and a gentleman carries it with great virtue."

……

The "Record of Ten Thousand People" above the head opened instantly, and a body-protecting shield formed by the awe-inspiring righteousness faintly transformed into a white sword of the red sky.

"Ding."

"Ding."

"Ding."

Countless golden swords hit the sword of Chixiao.

Hai Wuyan's face also turned a little pale.

But the rest of the crowd was also resisting Lu Ziyu's scattered golden swords, and had no time to distract Hai Wuyan.

"Among you, the one with the weakest combat power is naturally the young master Rudao."

Lu Ziyu had a smile in his eyes, looking at Hai Wuyang's face trying hard to resist his golden sword, his face remained unchanged and he increased the strength of his attack.

About to continue taking action.

Lu Yuanzhi's attack was already in place.

"Draw the sword!"

This is Lu Yuanzhi's famous stunt.

It was also a move he had always trusted since fighting.

"Hmph, that idiot Xian Ling'er has suffered the consequences of this trick on you. How could I be unprepared?"

Lu Ziyu looked at the narrow knife that Lu Yuanzhi had slashed towards him, and the smile on his face still did not retreat.

Lu Yuanzhi's expression was serious. Since the knife was already out, there was no reason to take it back.

"Stab~"

A strange sound came from between the blade body and Lu Ziyu's body.

"Ok?"

Lu Yuanzhi felt that the feeling of swinging the knife was definitely not the feeling of cutting into the flesh.

Sure enough, the next moment, Lu Ziyu's figure slowly disappeared in front of Lu Yuanzhi's eyes, and what he cut with his sword was just a piece of useless wood.

"Daomen substitute doll?"

Lu Yuanzhi's emotionless voice sounded.

"Master Lu is indeed well-informed."

The next moment, Lu Ziyu's voice sounded from above the crowd.

Everyone looked up at Lu Ziyu floating in the air.

"Sword Rain."

Without giving everyone a chance to react, the golden sword in Lu Ziyu's hand came out, instantly transforming into countless clones in the air.

What was different from just now was that this time the sword rain faintly exuded a soul-stirring aura.

"Taste the feeling of ten thousand swords piercing the heart."

Lu Ziyu's voice was devoid of any emotion.

"Stab!!"

The next moment, golden sword rain fell from the sky toward everyone.

However, at this time, Hai Wushuang had just resisted Lu Ziyu's last round of attacks. How could he possibly be able to cope with the more fierce sword rain this time? ?

Hai Wuyan took a deep breath, and a sense of powerlessness flashed deep in his eyes. "A gentleman has no power..."

His voice was already trembling.

Just as the sword rain fell on his head.

"Amitabha."

A gentle Buddha's name appeared in Hai Wuyan's ears.

"Ding ding ding."

Hai Wuyan's eyes were stunned for a moment.

The little monk Yingchen put his hands together and stood in front of Hai Wuyan with a compassionate smile on his face.

The rain of swords that filled the sky fell on the golden paint of the young monk, but there was not even a trace.

"Buddhist golden body..."

Seeing this scene, Lu Ziyu's eyes were a little gloomy.

Originally, in his plan, he would first get rid of the weakest one, Hai Wuyan, and then slowly get rid of them one by one.

I just didn't expect this first step to be so difficult...

Lu Yuanzhi seized this hard-won opportunity, his temperament suddenly changed, and the elegant gentleman's aura slowly emanated from his body:

"Have friends come from afar."

Lu Yuanzhi's voice was firm, and the narrow knife in his hand slowly emitted a dazzling black gold color at this moment.

In the eyes of everyone, his figure was still there one moment, but the next moment, he had appeared in front of Lu Ziyu.

"Haha, this move has also been learned by someone during the Taoist competition."

Lu Ziyu just laughed, flipped the golden sword in his hand slightly, and moved his whole body three feet out of thin air.

A gap as wide as the end of the world formed with Lu Yuanzhi's narrow knife.

The knife did not touch him.

Seeing this scene, everyone's hearts sank slightly.

"Thousands of guns fired together!!"

Song Yu's voice suddenly sounded.

It turned out that he had already broken through the golden sword rain just now and took some time to attack Lu Ziyu.

"Bang!!"

"Bang!!"

"Bang!!"

"........."

Countless sounds of artillery sounded from around Song Yu, and black cannonballs flew straight towards Lu Ziyu, like meteors from the sky.

The corners of Lu Ziyu's mouth raised slightly, and he calmly took out pieces of broken silver from his arms.

He intercepted those cannonballs before they landed in front of him.

"Bang!!"

"Oh!"

"..."

After the explosions, thick smoke filled the barrier.

When Song Yu saw this scene, his expression was obviously ugly:

"You actually have a lot of silver?"

"Haha, I have already seen your methods during the Dao Sect Competition. Naturally, I have to prepare some things with me in case I encounter you in the future."

Lu Ziyu's voice was unhurried.

Before he could speak, a Buddha's name resounded in everyone's ears.

"Donor, please accept the offer."

Yingchen's whole body was exuding gold, and he didn't know when he was standing side by side with Lu Yuanzhi and came to Lu Ziyu.

A golden finger pointed towards Lu Ziyu.

"Buddhism's finger-twisting technique is quite interesting."

Lu Ziyu narrowed his eyes slightly, and the golden sword rain slowly disappeared and rejoined his golden sword.

The entire golden sword exudes life-threatening power.

"Ding!"

The golden flower finger met the golden sword tip.

It emits a harsh and unpleasant sound.

Lu Yuanzhi, who was beside the two of them, heard this voice and frowned unconsciously.

"You guys are a little immature when it comes to Pindao."

Lu Ziyu's voice was indifferent.

The next moment, the little monk fell backward.

The golden light between his fingers had dissipated and was replaced by bright red blood.

Lu Yuanzhi quickly hugged the young monk into his arms with quick eyes and hands.

"Amitabha, that's fine too. The young monk is no match for him."

"It doesn't matter."

Lu Yuanzhi stared at Lu Ziyu, slowly placed the young monk in front of everyone, and said from a distance:

"It seems you have figured out all of us?"

"Haha, what do you think?"

Lu Ziyu raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a half-smile:
"I advise you not to waste your efforts. Your domain is of no use to me."

"In this case, you can only use something you haven't seen before."

Lu Yuanzhi looked at Lu Ziyu calmly.

"Oh?"

An intriguing smile appeared on Lu Ziyu's face:
"Do you have any other moves?"

Lu Yuanzhi didn't talk nonsense. He gave the people behind him a look.

Seeing this look, everyone was startled.

"Are you sure?"

Hai Wuyan frowned.

"Of course there is, I'll hold him back and you guys should exit the barrier first."

Lu Yuanzhi didn't talk nonsense to them, and walked straight towards Lu Ziyu's figure again.

"This……"

Everyone looked at each other.

"Let's go, otherwise staying here will cause him trouble!"

Song Yu gritted his teeth and glanced gloomily at Lu Ziyu in the sky.

"it is good."

Everyone walked towards the edge of the barrier without hesitation.

"Want to leave? Have you asked Pindao?"

Lu Ziyu's voice became extremely cold, and he was about to raise the golden sword in his hand.

"Haha, you can't stop it."

Lu Yuanzhi's voice also rang out, and his narrow knife resisted Lu Ziyu's attack.

Taking this opportunity, everyone exited the barrier.

In the entire barrier, only Lu Yuanzhi and Lu Ziyu were left.

"What do you do to win over Pindao?"

Lu Ziyu's eyes were extremely cold.

Lu Yuanzhi smiled happily.

"Now, you have to know."

As he spoke, Lu Yuanzhi's eyes became profound.

He had a thought.

An extremely strong energy fluctuation began to appear in the heart.

The next moment, Lu Yuanzhi completely transformed.

Circles of complex runes slowly appeared on his body.

His hair, body, and face all underwent drastic changes.

His eyes became dark, and the original human pupils turned into monster-like eyes.

That is a look that ignores everything in this world.

……

(End of this chapter)