Ming laughed loudly, and there were bursts of thunder echoing in the laughter.
The eyes of the middle-aged man in black showed a hint of vigilance, and the rest of the priests also channeled all their true energy to guard against Ming Yi.
"It's up to you, you dare to be presumptuous in front of me!" Ming Yi shouted angrily, and the air around him trembled.
The middle-aged man in black gritted his teeth and said, "Grand Priest, what can you do if you are powerful? You are not the only one who has the final say on this Nether Demon Sect!"
Mingyi snorted coldly, flew forward and slapped the middle-aged man hard.
"Formation!" The middle-aged man screamed, and all the priests stood together immediately.
The zhenqi of these people are connected with each other, just like a well-coordinated exercise, and soon a large formation is condensed.
Ming Yi dismissively struck out with a palm, and landed heavily on the big formation.
However, the big formation did not move at all.
"Great priest, do you think we are unprepared!" The middle-aged man laughed wildly, "Your two brothers have gone after those princes. Now you are alone, how can you fight us?"
Seeing that the middle-aged man had already entangled Ming Yi, Zhu Junhao on the side also showed a smug smile.
"Boy, hurry up and get down, is that where you can stay!" Zhu Junhao shouted loudly.
Lu Yu frowned slightly, and said coldly: "Ming Yi, what's going on with them?"
Ming Yi directly knelt on the ground and said in a trembling voice: "They were originally my subordinates' offerings, and I was the one who failed to discipline them. Please punish the Lord."
"I gave you ten days. After all, it's too short. You don't have to blame yourself." Lu Yu said lightly.
The people around were all stunned.
What?
Didn't it mean that Lu Yu was a puppet supported by Ming Yi?
How could Mingyi kowtow to a puppet?
There was a trace of solemnity in the eyes of the middle-aged man in black. He vaguely felt that things were not as simple as he imagined.
It's just that the arrow is on the string, and it has to be fired.
Compared with the cautiousness of middle-aged people, Zhu Junhao is not so savvy at all.
He simply didn't believe that at this age, anyone could be better than him.
Zhu Junhao swaggered up to Lu Yu, and said in a cold voice, "I tell you to get lost, didn't you hear me?"
"You are worthy of standing in front of me, a waste of traveler?" Zhu Junhao stretched out his hand to grab Lu Yu's collar.
But as soon as he stretched out his hand, he felt a black shadow flash past.
Lu Yu waved his hand lightly, but it was as fast as thunder, like a phantom, and hit Zhu Junhao's stomach in an instant.
"Trash, you still dare to do it" Zhu Junhao's words came to an abrupt end.
Later, Zhu Junhao's eyes widened, and he knelt down in pain as if struck by lightning.
Lu Yu took another step forward, and instantly came to the group of priests.
"It's all bells and whistles!" Lu Yu punched him hard again.
The big formation sank downward at a speed visible to the naked eye.
All the worshipers in the big formation looked at Lu Yu who suddenly appeared in horror.
The powerful force caught everyone off guard, and the middle-aged man in black even spit out a mouthful of blood.
Puchi!
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the middle-aged man's face suddenly turned pale.
"What kind of power is this!" the middle-aged man exclaimed in horror.
However, Lu Yu's punch was not over yet.
Under Lu Yu's fist, the powerful wind instantly smashed cracks on the surface of the formation.
Click!
Following a soft sound, the entire formation shattered and exploded.
Lu Yu walked up to the middle-aged man, and said coldly: "Now, are you convinced?" (Remember the website of this website: www.hlnovel.com