Peerless Daoist

Yan Xuanteng finally understood why the Yan family lost so quickly.

The power that Lu Yu has mastered has long exceeded their expectations. This strong man from the heavens has not only opened the door to the realm, but also has more power than they imagined.

"Your Majesty, save me!"

At the critical moment, Yan Xuanteng decided to ask for help.

Each of their Taishang elders has a talisman that King Yama personally refined beside them, and they can display them in times of crisis to save their lives.

In the Yan family, this is not only a means of life-saving, but also a symbol of status, not everyone can have it, just like the sword of Shang Fang in the imperial court.

It's sizzling!

The talisman was torn apart instantly, and the yin qi suddenly rolled out, gushing out like a tide, shrouding Yan Xuanteng's side.

In the turbulent yin qi, a huge and majestic figure suddenly appeared. He was wearing a dark black dragon robe, and his eyes seemed to have two flames, burning slowly.

King Yama!

There are countless ghost kings in the Netherworld, but only the Yama King is hereditary and has been inherited from ancient times to the present.

The Yan family is a first-class family in the underworld, with a profound background, and the kings of each generation are stunning and powerful.

"Your Majesty, this person is..." Yan Xuanteng shouted quickly.

But before his words were finished, a sharp, air-shattering voice suddenly rang in his ears.

Lu Yu's eyes were deep, and his fingertips were a little bit, and the majestic sword energy flew out, like a white rainbow penetrating the sun, a sword flying immortal.

"Humph!"

From the shadow of King Yama, there was a cold snort, and then the shadow raised his hand and slapped it, as if to block Lu Yu's sword.

"Who dares to stop me?" Lu Yu's voice was cold and spread all over the place.

The sword qi was rampant, and it broke through the obstruction of King Yan Luo, galloping all the way, and stabbed Yan Xuanteng fiercely.

"Pfft!"

Yan Xuanteng's body suddenly shattered under the sharp sword energy, and blood clots scattered all over the sky.

He let out a shrill scream, but the sound was only produced for a moment, and then stopped abruptly, the soul and body were all shattered, and the blood mist filled the void.

The phantom of King Yama fluctuated for a while, and he had fallen into rage. Lu Yu beheaded Yan Xuanteng in front of him, without giving him any face.

"A mere shadow, dare to stop me? Let's wait until your real body appears."

Lu Yu's voice was cold, and when he raised his hand, the huge golden handprint crushed the phantom of King Yama.

This scene was seen by many cultivators of the Yan family.

These people are cold all over, what kind of terrifying power is this, even their emperor avatars can't hold each other's hands.

A dark shadow appeared behind Lu Yu. It was a demon king with a ferocious face. It was the "Killing Demon King", the tool spirit of the severed sword.

"Jie Jie Jie!"

At this moment, the Slaughter Demon King gave out bursts of strange laughter, the spirit of the tool trembled faintly, and his eyes were full of blood.

"Kill them." Lu Yu said lightly.

In one sentence, the fate of all the Yan family cultivators was decided.

The Slaughter Devil King laughed loudly. Compared with many other immortal weapons, it was a complete magic weapon, nourished by blood, and the more slaughtered it, the stronger it became.

It was injured by the Immortal Execution Sword at the beginning, and the severed head sword has not recovered its vitality. At this moment, the blood on the battlefield is constantly stimulating it.

"kill!"

The Demon King of Slaughter rushed into the crowd of the cultivators of the Yan family. The gods blocked the killing gods, and the Buddha blocked the killing of the Buddha. They chopped down with a knife.