Chapter 1780: Juggernaut

The white-haired old man paused with his fingers, and suddenly, a strange fragrance filled the air.
"Poison!" Lu Yi quickly reminded the old man: "Senior, be careful, this fragrance is poisonous."
The old man of the Shushan Sword School was still unmoved.
The white-haired old man of the Sword God Temple showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and said: "What about the strong in the gods, my poison can kill the masters of any realm below the saint realm, you can go on the road."
"Very despicable, but this little trick of yours can't kill us." Lu Yi said coldly. His physique is special, and he is not soaked in poison.
After waiting for a while, seeing that Lu Yi and the old man of the Shushan Sword Sect were all right, the white-haired old man suddenly felt a little bad and said to the person behind him: "Let's go."
"Elder, don't you just let them go like this?" The people in the Sword God Temple were unwilling.
"They killed His Highness, and we will kill them to avenge His Highness."
"Elder, please take action and kill them."
"If we don't take their heads back, we won't be able to explain to Lord Sword God if we go back. If Lord Sword God gets angry, we will all die."
The white-haired old man stared at the old man of the Shushan Sword Sect and took a deep look, and said, "Maybe I've missed it, but that old man is not in the realm of God."
what?
All the people in the Sword God Temple changed their complexions and felt that something was wrong.
"Could it be that he, he is a saint?"
"Impossible. Saints are the supreme existence in the realm of cultivation, and it is impossible to exist in the secular world."
"The kings of the secular world are all evil evildoers, this old man will definitely not be a saint."
"Go!" The white-haired old man was very decisive, and the first person withdrew, wanting to leave here, the old man of the Shushan Sword Sect made him feel jealous.
"Senior, they want to run away, kill them quickly, they are the murderers who destroyed the Shushan Sword Sect." Lu Yi said anxiously.
Finally, the old man raised his head.
Then, the old man put out his left hand, and for a moment, his left hand stretched out to the limitless.
This is a very scary scene.
The white-haired old man didn't know how far he flew out, his figure turned into a black spot, and he saw the end of the sky, but the old man's left hand suddenly appeared on top of his head.
Snapped!
The palm was slapped.
"Ah!" The white-haired old man in the Sword God Temple roared, the mountains and rivers shook, and many mountains below were exploded. His body soared, and he suddenly became a giant, trying to shake this hand up.
"boom!"
However, this was in vain, and the old man's left hand was still photographed.
"Ah..." The white-haired old man continued to yell, struggling hard, but in the end, letting him use a thousand magical powers was of no avail, and he couldn't shake this big hand at all.
Finally, this big hand fell.
"Puff!" The white-haired old man turned into a blood mist, and his soul rushed out, trying to escape.
call out!
As soon as the old man pointed out, the sharp sword aura swept three thousand feet, crucifying the white-haired old man's soul into the air.
The people in the remaining Sword God Temple were all startled, and even forgot to escape, but stared blankly at the distant sky, with shocked faces.
This is the elder of their Sword God Temple, the powerhouse of the God-Throughout Realm, but it is terrifying that they have not even blocked the opponent with one hand.
"My God, is he really a saint?"
"If the Shushan Sword Sect really hides a saint, we will be in trouble."
"It's over, we're over today."
Everyone was trembling, and the old man's strength was beyond their imagination.
"What should I do now?" someone asked.
"You can't escape."
"He can kill even the elders, killing us is easy."
"I can't escape, and I can't fight. What should I do now? Or, let's beg for mercy and let him let us make a living?"
"Shut up! The people in the Sword God Temple would rather stand to die than live on your knees. If Lord Sword God knows that we are kneeling and begging for mercy, he will drive us into reincarnation and never live beyond life."
"What the should I do?"
"I still said that. People in the Sword God Temple would rather stand to die than kneel to live. Since there is no way to survive, it is better to fight back."
"We can't beat him."
"He just wants to fight. Don't forget, we are all sword repairers. What is a sword? Rather than bending. If he is really a saint and died in his hands, he will not insult us."
"Blame Your Highness, I'm so confident, I don't ask Master Sword God for a decree when I come out, otherwise, Your Highness will not die, and we don't have to die."
"It's too late to say it now. Let's go together. Regardless of the realm of the old man, as long as there is a ray of possibility, we will do our best to kill him. By the way, that boy, we must kill him."
When the people in the Sword God Temple were discussing how to deal with it, Lu Yi shouted arrogantly: "A bunch of rubbish, have the ability to kill me, grandpa can't wait."
"Boy, don't rely on a master to protect you, we can't kill you." A master of the Sword God Temple finished coldly, exchanged a glance with the others, and then walked over here together.
"Really looking for death!" Lu Yi laughed.
"kill!"
A group of people in the Sword God Temple all rushed over, and when they came up, they launched various tricks and sacrificed more than a dozen powerful secret treasures. For a time, the murderous intent was vertical and horizontal, and the world was shaking.
Although these people are not strong in the realm of the gods, most of them are strong in the realm of transforming the gods, working together, it is very scary.
The old man of the Shushan Sword Sect stood still on the spot. Just when those people attacked, Lu Yi clearly saw that a strand of hair in the old man's ear flew out.
"call out!"
A strand of hair exploded with a shocking sword intent, swept across the sky above Shu Mountain, shocking the sky and the earth, as if cutting through the sky, cutting away all the people in the Sword Temple.
Lu Yi was stunned with fright, and a single strand of hair had killed so many masters. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he couldn't believe it.
Is that human being? It is simply a god.
Lu Yi suddenly thought that if there is such a master by his side to protect himself, then even if he is in the realm of cultivation, when facing Ku Zhuzhai, he will not evade.
As long as this master is by his side, he can't fear anyone.
"Thank you senior," Lu Yi said gratefully.
The old man turned around, took a look at Lu Yi, and said, "Learn the nine forms of the sky sword and kill the sword god."
Lu Yi was taken aback.
At this moment, the old man has already drifted away.
"Senior, wait for me." Lu Yi ran after him.
But the old man's speed was very fast, and he disappeared completely in the blink of an eye.
"Senior, you haven't told me yet, what is your name?" Lu Yi said loudly.
In the wind, a lonely voice came: "Dugu!"
"Dugu?" Lu Yi frowned, and after a while, suddenly raised his head, looking at the direction of the disappearance of the old man's figure incredibly, and said in shock: "Could this predecessor be lonely and invincible? The strong?"