Fantasy: The Strongest Sect in the Universe

In fact, Lu Xingyu was still frightened at this time. This was the first time he had seen such a battle.

However, he was King Wu after all, and he recovered quickly, and in order not to lose face in front of Pei Shilun, he held on.

At this moment, Lu Xingyu looked at the many corpses in front of him and said to Pei Shilun: "Boy, you are going to get rich."

"What?"

Pei Shilun has not yet reacted. .

Lu Xingyu said with a smile: "There are so many corpses. Let's help deal with them. How can we let these corpses stain the young master's eyes?"

Pei Shilun was not stupid either. After Lu Xingyu reminded him, he understood instantly.

With so many corpses, there must be a lot of stuff on them.

The Huanglong Sect has been domineering in Jiuyou City for so many years, and their disciples must have a lot of valuable things.

The two of them immediately started to take action, and sure enough, they found a lot of good things from the corpses, including spiritual stones, exercises, spiritual herbs, weapons and other items. Even Lu Xingyu, who was in the Martial King Realm, had his eyes shining brightly.

Mrs. Meihua and Senior Brother Fatty saw this scene, and they did not make any move. Naturally, they would not compete with Pei Shilun and Lu Xingyu.

Others did not dare to compete with them, and could only watch helplessly as the two gained countless benefits.

At this time, Qin Ye, Tian Wudao and the young master of the Jiaolong clan stood in a tripod in the Plum Blossom Inn, while the others sat far away.

Qin Ye and the others simply ate some and then returned to the room.

After Qin Ye left, Tian Wudao looked at the young master of the Jiaolong clan and said with a smile: "Brother Jiao, you really have the leisure and elegance to come here to play."

The young master of the Jiaolong clan said with a smile: "I'm bored staying in the Western Region, come out for a walk."

Tian Wudao took a deep look at the young master of the Dragon Clan and said lightly: "It's best to go out and play."

The young master of the Dragon Tribe said disdainfully: "Even if I have my own purpose, so what?"

Tian Wudao narrowed his eyes, and then said with a smile: "Brother Jiao, what are you talking about? Who can do anything to you, the young master of the Jiaolong clan?"

After a pause, he continued: "How about you and I cooperate and open Emperor Wu's tomb together?"

Anyone else would definitely be moved, but the young master of the Dragon Clan was not moved at all.

Tian Wudao smiled and said, "You will definitely come to me."

The young master of the Dragon Clan was a little confused, wondering why Tian Wudao was so confident.

At this time, something happened in Beimang Village.

Originally, Beimang Village should be relocated immediately, but because many people had lived there for a long time and were unwilling to move, the village chief of Beimang Village tried hard to persuade them, but there were still many elderly people who were unwilling to leave.

This is the place where their ancestors have lived for generations, and they would rather die than leave.

Even though the village chief knelt down, he could not waver.

They had no choice but to take away those who were willing to leave.

However, because the persuasion took too long, my departure was delayed.

Because of such a delay, Beimang Village suffered a huge disaster.

Fu Ba, the leader of the Lion Gang, led the elites of the gang to Beimang Village. At this time, due to relocation, the formation had been closed, and they broke into the village directly without even having time to activate the formation.

"Search for Nine Nether Sect disciples——"

Fu Ba gave an order, and a large number of Lion Gang disciples rushed into the village and started burning, killing and looting everywhere.

Screams suddenly sounded throughout the village.

The people in Beimang Village who had already left heard the screams from a distance. Mu Yaoer said to the white-haired old man beside him: "Grandpa, we have to go back to save them."

The old man stopped Mu Yao'er and said in a deep voice: "You are the descendant of Jiuyoumen. You must live, so let me do it."

"Grandpa, but..."

Mu Yao'er wanted to speak, but the old man shook his head and said, "Don't worry, you can go and catch up after grandpa sends them away."

With that, he said to the others: "You must escort the young master to leave safely."

"Yes, old master!"

Others echoed.

After saying that, the old man jumped into the air and headed towards Beimang Village.

Just when the Lion Gang was looting Beimang Village, the old man finally rushed over.

Seeing that most of the villagers who had not left were slaughtered, the old man suddenly became angry.

He immediately took action with anger, and pointed the crutch in his hand towards a group of Lion Gang disciples with excited faces.

The crutch shot out a ray of light and hit those people. Suddenly, those people screamed and their bodies exploded.

The movement here quickly alerted the other disciples of the Lion Gang, and they immediately came to kill them.

Although the old man had white hair and looked like he would fall over if the wind blew, he faced the attack of the Lion Gang disciples and moved forward. With every step he took, two Lion Gang disciples were knocked away and fell to the ground. Death on earth.

"kill!"

However, the Lion Gang disciples were not afraid of life and death and killed the old man.

The old man frowned. He did not expect that these disciples of the Lion Gang were not afraid of death. He hit the ground with the crutch in his hand, and suddenly a huge hole opened in the ground. The disciples of the Lion Gang fell into the cracks in the ground one after another. Screaming again and again.

The huge movement here finally alerted the two young men from Fu Ba and Jiaolong tribe at the entrance of the village.

When they came here, they saw the old man. Fu Ba was surprised to see how powerful the white-haired old man was, and shouted: "Kill him!"

Suddenly, a large number of Lion Gang disciples attacked the old man.

The old man took every step very slowly, and his shots were also very slow, but every time he made a move, one of the disciples of the Lion Gang would definitely die.

Although the disciples of the Lion Gang were extremely brave, their realm was too different from that of the old man, so within a moment, a pile of corpses were left on the ground.

"This old guy is actually King Wu. It seems that he is from Jiuyou Sect."

Fu Ba saw this scene and said in a deep voice.

After saying that, Fu Ba immediately rushed over. If he didn't come forward, all the elite disciples of the Lion Gang would be killed by this old man.

Fu Ba was worthy of being at the Martial King Realm. He waved the long sword in his hand, and a terrifying sword light swept out.

"boom!"

The crutch in the old man's hand came out and collided with the sword light. The old man took a few steps back.

As the old man retreated, he thrust the crutch in his hand into the ground and immediately stabilized his figure.

"boom!"

Suddenly, the old man exerted his strength and waved his crutch. The ground exploded, and a large number of pieces of land flew towards Fu Ba.

"snort!"

Fu Ba saw this and snorted softly. He waved the long knife in his hand, and a sword light swept out.

"boom!"

The sword light collided with the flying blocks, making a loud noise, and the blocks were shattered one after another.

"Old guy, it seems that's all you have."

Fu Ba sneered and said.

The old man is old and frail, and his blood is exhausted, so he is naturally not as good as Fu Ba.

"Hmph! Even though I am old, I can still kill you!"

The old man snorted coldly. He certainly knew his physical condition, but he couldn't lose in terms of momentum.

His body rose into the air, and the spiritual energy around him surged in crazily.

The old man pointed his crutch towards Fu Ba's body, and a white light shot out. Fu Ba felt a dangerous aura coming, and he quickly avoided it.