Several historians from the Hanlin Academy looked at each other and began to record.

This was a shocking battle. Since then, the strength of the Zhao family royal family has dropped sharply, and Lu Yu's reputation has since resounded throughout the heavens.

But Lu Yu didn't care about the thoughts of these people.

He stood on the ruins of the battlefield, closed his eyes and breathed, and the vast spiritual energy quenched his muscles and bones, and strengthened his soul.

Lu Yu's injuries are recovering quickly.

But all the officials and imperial guards around him dared not get close.

No one wants to be the next soul.

At this moment, Lu Jingsheng, Song Qinhu, Fu Zhixue and others came in a hurry with all the people.

In the sky, the imperial guards only dared to watch from a distance, but did not dare to get close.

Let’s not mention other local troops. The Qianlong Army, who have survived countless battles, are all like killing gods on the battlefield.

The evil spirit generated by such a group of people gathered together is enough to make all the imperial guards frightened.

"What the hell happened here...?"

Many people couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning when they saw the scene in front of them.

I saw that the earth in front of me had been completely destroyed, and there were bumpy places everywhere, and some holes were emitting a burnt smell.

A charred corpse could be seen everywhere, and Lu Yu stood in the center of the pile of corpses, like a god.

"Master!"

Lu Jingsheng and several other generals protected Lu Yu firmly.

They had long expected that this would be a Hongmen banquet, so they always waited outside Lin'an Prefecture to confront the imperial guards.

When Wang Zhen took action, he sent someone to use a formation to completely close the space around him, and he could not see clearly what was happening inside from the outside.

However, as the sky thunder survived, the formation that blocked the space was immediately destroyed.

Everyone heard the sound and rushed over.

However, it was less than a stick of incense from Wang Zhen summoning Tianlei to Lu Yu killing everyone.

As soon as these people arrived, all they could see were dead bodies and dead bones on the ground.

"Mr. Jiang, Lord. Yang, you are here too." Fu Zhixue said coldly when he saw the minister standing aside.

In the past, they were all colleagues who were both officials in the court, but now they are divided into two camps.

Yang Shen smiled bitterly: "Master Fu, don't blame us. We received the emperor's order and came here to ask Lu Yu a few questions. As for the moment, we didn't do anything at all."

The clothes on these ministers were quite clean, and they obviously had never experienced any fighting.

When Yang Shen talked to everyone about the whole story, everyone exclaimed a burst of amazement.

"One man fought against hundreds of royal family worshipers, but he actually killed them all!"

Song Qinhu looked incredible: "And that old castrated man Wang Zhen was also killed! Lu Yu's current strength is simply unfathomable!"

Many generals were shocked, and the news was horrifying.

However, the surrounding area has completely become a ruin, and the corpses that can be seen everywhere are enough to illustrate what is happening here.

Lu Yu woke up and everyone hurried forward to greet him.

But at this moment, a sound of breaking through the void in the distance suddenly came out of the air.

The long hair is dispersed and the sword shadows are like shuttles.

"Lu Yu..."

Wei Mengting stepped on the flying sword, her clothes were torn, and blood was spotted everywhere on her snow-white skin.

She finally arrived here before Lu Yu arrived at the imperial capital!
Chapter completed!