Pan Man vomited blood and flew back.

This time, he was really beaten to the point of spitting out blood. It was not from the fight at Lvliu Tower, but from his own efforts.

"I am no match for you, Master...bullshit!"

The Panman was flying in the air, spitting blood and screaming.

He brought more than a hundred barbarians. Among them, several men with gray hair, short stature and over fifty years old neighed at the same time. They tore off the animal skins and soft armor on their bodies, revealing their chests covered with blue patterns.

Amid the roars, the flesh on the chests of several men squirmed. With a few "puff" sounds, holes as thick as fingers exploded in their chests, and more than a dozen blood-red centipedes with membranous wings on their backs flew out of the air with a hiss.

Lu Yi's face was distorted and his hair stood on end.

Lu Yi had seen related records about the Insect Master in some books on strange things. This was the most feared existence in the Southern Barbarian State.

In the Nanman Province, if you offended the local princes, kings, chieftains and other local tyrants, the worst that could happen was that you would be chopped into meat sauce and fed to dogs.

But if you offend these mysterious insect masters, they will have ways to make you unable to live or die, and they will habitually implicate your entire clan, and even your neighbors will not be spared.

If you offend them, you will die in strange and cruel ways!

Look at these guys, they are actually raising centipedes in their own flesh and blood!

The figure that flew out from the woods laughed strangely, and a dozen centipedes flew towards him. He casually stretched out his right hand and pointed with his index finger. With a sharp sound of breaking through the air, faint streaks of blood flew out like a rainstorm, smashing the dozen centipedes into pieces.

The dark green flesh of the centipede fell to the ground, burning the ground with a hissing sound, which shows how poisonous it is.

The figure laughed wildly and pounced, and in an instant he caught up with Pan Man. He stretched out one hand and grabbed Pan Man's head: "Did you just perform the Samsara Staff Technique? Hehe, you broke the rules first, you can't blame me for bullying the weak!"

The figure grabbed Pan Man's head, swung it hard, and slammed him to the ground.

If he fell hard, it would be strange if Pan Man didn't die.

A breeze blew by, and Pan Man's body was thrown down from the air, still several feet above the ground. Lu Yi rushed to his side on the flowing wind, grabbed his belt with one hand, and turned several circles on the spot, thus dissolving the terrible force on his body into nothingness.

Throwing Pan Man backwards, Lu Yi shouted, "Take Pan Man away!"

Before he finished speaking, the black shadow who had made the sudden attack rubbed his hands together, and a large blood-red flame spurted out from between his fingers. His palms were like branding irons, with an overwhelming high temperature and a suffocating, foul-smelling poisonous gas, and they slapped Lu Yi on the head.

There was a faint scent in the air, probably less than one percent of the inspiration from Lu Yi's backyard.

When the black shadow struck, the power in his body flowed, and behind him, a very light blood-colored mist swirled, transforming into a hideous figure with blood all over his body, about ten feet tall, overlooking Lu Yi's silent roar.

Lu Yu raised his hands.

In the Danzhong acupoint, half a sesame-sized Guixu Immortal Essence evaporated, and a purple-black immortal light filled the whole body. He also crossed his hands, and large black-blue water waves spurted out from between his fingers. Lu Yi used the Jingtao Hand and struck with all his strength to meet the palm that was smashing down on his head.

With a loud bang, the ground around him cracked open. The swirling air waves exploded into waves of earth, and the ground within a ten-foot radius was torn into pieces. A figure was thrown up more than ten feet high by the recoil force, and Lu Yi's body below the knees was sunk into the hard frozen soil.

His arms felt burning hot, and a terrible poisonous force was madly corroding his arm meridians.

Lu Yu groaned, his body shook, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The thrown figure flew back more than thirty feet and fell heavily to the ground like a meteorite. With a dull thud, his two legs also pierced deeply into the hard frozen soil.

"Youngster!"

The man roared in a low voice, and a trace of blood slowly flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

This is a middle-aged man who is over nine feet five inches tall, tall, thin, with blue-gray skin, long hair, and a blood-red battle robe. He has a murderous aura around him.

A faint scent of blood lingered behind him, and the bloody and ferocious statue became more solid.

Invisible gusts of wind swept around the middle-aged man, and the ground was constantly torn into half-foot deep marks by the invisible evil spirit.

Lu Yi took a deep breath, and the Guixu Immortal Yuan in his Danzhong acupoint surged, and the heat and poison that had invaded his body was gradually dissipated.

The essence of Guixu Immortal Yuan is obviously much higher than the heat poison cultivated by this middle-aged man. Although Lu Yi's cultivation is weaker than the other party by more than one major realm, the heat poison that invaded his body was well suppressed by Guixu Immortal Yuan and did not cause any substantial harm to him, but only consumed some blood and energy.

"Who are you? Tell me your name!"

Lu Yi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said in a cold voice: "In broad daylight, you dare to kill the Duke of Chiyang. Are you trying to rebel?"

Le Shan, whose limbs were broken by Pan Man's Samsara Staff Technique, lay on the ground and laughed wildly: "Uncle Master, you came at the right time. I owe someone a favor for his life. He asked me to kill this Lu Yu. Please help me kill him!"
The middle-aged man panted heavily, pulled his legs out of the frozen soil, and walked slowly towards Lu Yi step by step.

As he approached, the bloody and hideous human figure behind him squirmed slightly, and suddenly, the bloody human figure grew a new head and arms, turning into a strange human figure with three heads and six arms.

Pan Man, who was being surrounded by a group of barbarian soldiers and was retreating rapidly, saw this scene. He widened his eyes and took a deep breath: "Brother, be careful, this is, this is... If I remember correctly, this is what Master told me... the Nine Tribulations Demon Body!"

"They are the demon cubs from the Blood Soul Temple."

"The Blood Soul Temple and my Vajra Temple are sworn enemies!"

The middle-aged man's eyes gradually lit up, and a three-inch long faint blood light gushed out. Hearing Pan Man's roar, the middle-aged man grinned strangely: "What kind of nonsense did the thief bald from the Vajra Temple teach you young people?"

"An irreconcilable feud?"

"Hey, do you know that according to the secret agreement of the three religions, the spiritual power of heaven and earth collapsed, and the three religions of magic, Taoism, and Buddhism retreated from the world, leaving only the outer sects to walk in the secular world and monitor the world."

"According to the secret agreement of the three religions, the three religions are strictly prohibited from attacking each other, otherwise they will be severely punished."

"Your Vajra Temple is a Buddhist thief bald, and my Blood Soul Temple is an orthodox demonic sect. You, the little bald donkey from the Vajra Temple, maliciously ambushed and killed my Blood Soul Temple's Gaojing wandering disciple Leshan. Hehe, you took the initiative. Then don't blame me. According to the secret agreement, I will severely punish you."

Countless thoughts flashed through Lu Yi's mind.

He also pulled his feet out of the frozen soil and slowly stepped back. He looked at the middle-aged man and sneered, "There are at least a thousand people in Baimafang who testified that it was Leshan who provoked me and brought me to the wilderness to kill me."

The middle-aged man laughed wildly: "Witnesses? Leshan, do those witnesses dare to testify against you?"

Le Shan laughed triumphantly: "Uncle Master, don't worry. As long as Lu Yi and Pan Man are dead, who in the city of Haojing dares to testify against me because of two dead people? No matter what, I am the nephew of the Queen Mother and the cousin of the Emperor!"

The middle-aged man nodded in satisfaction. He smiled at Lu Yi and said, "So, as long as you die, it will be fine. Well, your claws are a bit hard. The longer the night, the more trouble there is. I have to kill you quickly."

"The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is shattered. If it consumes too much energy, it will be too difficult to replenish it. After all, this is not in our own mountain gate."

"But it shouldn't take much effort, right?"

The middle-aged man took a deep breath, and the three-headed, six-armed human figure behind him suddenly condensed into a bloody entity.

With a roar, the three-headed, six-armed humanoid was ablaze with a faint blood flame, and each of its six arms had a strangely shaped skull sword. The humanoid left the middle-aged man and turned into a shadow, rushing in front of Lu Yu in an instant, with six long swords bringing countless blood-red sword lights, smashing down on Lu Yu.

At the same time, two tumors the size of a human head swelled up on the middle-aged man's back. With a popping sound and blood splattering, two strong arms grew out of the two tumors.

The middle-aged man pounced towards Lu Yi, his four arms creating countless fist shadows that smashed down like a storm.

Lu Yi only felt a terrible pressure coming towards him.

The middle-aged man's cultivation was too strong, far stronger than Lu Yi by more than one major realm, and the fighting method he used was definitely not today's martial arts, but the "secret art of immortality".

How many days has Lu Fu been practicing the Wuliang Guixu Body?

He has not even started to properly practice the immortal secret technique corresponding to the Wuliang Guixu body.

Faced with the sword lights and fist shadows all over the sky, Lu Yi could only step on the flowing wind and fly backwards at full speed.

Even though he retreated quickly, the three sword lights still hit Lu Yi's body, and he was also hit hard by two punches from the middle-aged man.

The sword light left three half-inch deep wounds on Lu Yi's body, and the heavy punch made Lu Yi's bones crack and spit out blood. His steps suddenly became unsteady, his body shape was like a floating leaf, his retreat trajectory became erratic, and his speed suddenly slowed down.

Just as Lu Yi was about to be overwhelmed by the middle-aged man's fists and swords, Shi E, who was tall, thin, and looked like a skeleton, strode out from the grove a few miles away.

Shi E took a light step and walked forward more than a mile, feeling as if he had shortened the distance to an inch.

As soon as he appeared in Lu Yi's sight, he suddenly appeared behind the middle-aged man.

Shi E didn't make any sound, nor did he say hello. His right index and middle fingers suddenly turned dark gold, and were covered with layers of fine Vajra Buddha seals. He poked hard at the middle-aged man's back.

The middle-aged man was unaware.

Lying on the ground, the detective stretched his neck and screamed towards Leshan who was looking over here: "Uncle Master, be careful!"

The middle-aged man was horrified. He did not bother to kill Lu Yi. He simultaneously struck behind him with his four arms. The three-headed, six-armed figure also turned around, and a waterfall of blood-red sword light slashed towards Shi E.

With a "puff", the dark golden fingers pierced the middle-aged man's body. Lu Yi clearly saw that on the chest of the middle-aged man facing him, two finger prints were raised more than an inch high.

The middle-aged man spat out blood: "Vajra Tribulation Finger... Which old lover has arrived?"