Lu Jun was walking on the road to the Lu family and encountered numerous interceptions.
He was ruthless and had no intention of holding back. He deliberately killed them openly and justly in order to attract all those with potential evil thoughts and eradicate them in one fell swoop.
After all, most of the interceptors are descendants of the Lu family, but it is unknown whether there are some forces that fish in troubled waters. In the past, the siblings have refused to join major forces. It is difficult to guarantee that some people have a grudge or think it is an eyesore.
Bloody methods must also be used to frighten the family forces in the country. If you want to deal with him again, you need to weigh the consequences.
"It doesn't matter, kill them all and clean them up."
Lu Jun murmured to himself, moving his hands quickly.
A poison mage appeared at the corner of the alley. Before a mouthful of poisonous mist could be ejected, he was interrupted by a psychic shock. He swiped the Tai'a sword with all his strength. A scar as big as a bowl appeared on the enemy's neck, and a three-foot fountain of blood spurted out, ferocious. The head was chopped off, and the body fell to the ground helplessly.
Lu Jun, on the other hand, was dressed in a black gold coat, spotless, stepped over the corpse and left gracefully. Several water dragons circled around him, woven into a water armor, and all the blood splashed was thrown away.
The wide and bustling street behind him was in dilapidated condition, densely packed with headless corpses, and even blood gathered to form several trickling streams flowing down.
It can be said that he kills people every ten steps and leaves no trace for a thousand miles.
The magic struggle in any country should not affect ordinary people. It is obvious that the Lu family is crazy, or that Lu Xin's lineage is crazy.
Buzz!
Lu Jun had just killed a poison mage, and before he could take a breath, a green wind blade spun and slashed at him in the distance. With quick hands and eyes, he slashed with the Tai'a sword, and the white-gold Zhang Xu sword energy shot out like a rainbow.
The two collided in the air, and the bright golden light erupted with strong vibrations, dispersing the wind blade.
The wind mage at the end saw that the attack failed and was about to turn around and escape.
As a result, Lu Jun didn't move and glanced coldly. One of the three black-gold flying swords suspended next to him was touched. In an instant, it turned into a line of black and the wind mage's head was thrown high.
Before it was over, a black and red spider silk dropped from the sky, absorbing the head and hanging it in the air. The spiritual magic energy was converted into black and red curse power and was absorbed.
I saw the magic scales of water on the surface of Lu Jun's body, with water dragons circulating around the body. Three black gold swords were circling in three directions near the human body. The finished glyphs protected the body, and the defense was the most effortless and perfect.
A hole in the netherworld vortex opened above his head, and thousands of strands of spider silk hung down, hanging up hundreds of heads, like the crown of an evil tree branch with teeth and claws.
Now Lu Jun's image is like a big devil, full of evil aura, and with the head being dragged away, it is horrifying.
After being baptized by continuous attacks, Lu Jun's every move was extremely simple and effortless. He had all kinds of low-level magic at his fingertips and mastered it. It can be called the art of killing. While dealing with the killer, he used [Haze of Fear·Dream Eater] to restore the cursed galaxy. Magical energy.
There will be a big battle later.
After a moment, Lu Jun passed by the body of the wind mage and walked out of the city expressionlessly, entering Manye Town in the Lu family's territory.
He is indifferent to life and has no interest in knowing the identity and past of the attacking mage. It is meaningless. If he kills him, he must be mentally prepared to be killed in reverse.
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At the same time, in a wide deep forest, hundreds of mages stood, spread out and hidden in the woods, each standing in a faint formation.
Several high-ranking family elders headed by him yelled nervously: "Get ready, wait for the enemy to arrive, and jointly cast spells to destroy him."
It was hard for everyone not to be nervous. According to the bad news coming from the front, none of the mages who attacked Lu Jun came back alive.
That's right, the battle fatality rate was as high as 100%, so that the family mages behind them didn't dare to go, so they simply defected and joined another faction, Lu Kun.
Not only that, the head of the Lu family and other factions have drawn clear boundaries for fear of being affected.
It can be said that Lu Xin's lineage has completely betrayed everyone, and the only manpower left is this part.
They only dared to stand here to block me because of their large number of people. They thought that with so many people, they would never kill me.
After a while, the Lu family mage group saw the terrifying enemy figure appearing at the end of their field of vision. The elder immediately painted the constellations, and a cyan light soared into the sky. With the assistance of many wind mages behind them, a terrifying tornado rose.
Woohoo!
A huge whirlpool of air reached the sky and the earth, roaring across the sky. Countless trees rose up wherever it passed, and was swept up into the sky.
Seeing this, Mr. Lu looked firm and resolute, but with so many people casting spells in conjunction, the power of this wind magic must have reached the peak of high-level, and it cannot be fought head-on.
As soon as he thought about it, the ghostly figure of Black Impermanence appeared behind him, wrapped around him, and turned into a black whirlwind, far away from the tornado in the sky, and landed on the other side.
The forest land ahead was ravaged by the storm. It was a piece of debris and broken walls, with thousands of ravines plowed out. The trees were swept away, revealing the mage's phalanx.
Boom!
Just as Lu Jun was about to take the opportunity to break into the formation, the ground beneath his feet shook violently, and the earth dragon rolled and bulged, heading straight towards him. The Lu family mage shone with the brilliance of the earth element.
As a last resort, he released the ghost punishment again. The female ghost in white hugged him from behind and escaped from the quagmire. The gray-white petrified power clashed with the mud-yellow waves transmitted from the distance, making a clicking sound.
Then Lu Jun tried several times, but found that it was not easy to deal with. The continuous high-level magic made him tired of dealing with it.
He was thinking about consuming a large amount of water magic energy, superimposing the [Tide] effect, and forcing the formation, when purple stars suddenly fell from the sky above the mage group of hundreds of people in the distance, covering the entire square formation.
A large purple sea of leaping thunderous fire engulfed less than half of the mages, and the terrifying and blazing heat burned everything.
High-level fire magic [Thunder Fire·Sky Flame Funeral·Fire Rain]!
"This is……"
Lu Jun looked hesitant when he saw this familiar magic.
Soon, there was a sound of propellers circling in the sky, and an armed helicopter was in the sky. Mo Fan stood at the side door with high spirits, and his body was filled with flames.
When he saw Lu Jun, he smiled and scolded: "You ran too fast. I almost couldn't catch you on the plane. Why are you not late?"
Lu Jun didn't have time to speak. Seeing that there was a flaw in the Lu family's mage group, he quickly controlled the two ghosts to kill each other, but he felt a little moved in his heart.
Whether he was the first to attack Lu Yilin, or whether he followed him all the way to fight alongside him, his loyalty was impeccable.
Boom, boom!
Two hill-like black and white ghosts appear and disappear, sometimes appearing behind the enemy, taking out the heart with one claw, sometimes hiding in the shadows, their eyes petrified and shining, solidifying the enemy into a sculpture.
Lu Jun was also covered in water vapor, dark blue mist gathered all over the sky, and the aura of death and decay filled the air.
A dark long river of forgetfulness washed away mightily, sweeping twenty meters high. As he continued to punch, the waves were one after another, destroying the world and gaining the upper hand.
(End of chapter)
