Conferred Gods: Master Tongtian is my master

Chapter 326 Tuxingsun dies!

He thought to himself: "This old Taoist really lives up to his reputation. His strength is extraordinary."

"However, I, Tuxingsun, am no pushover. Today, I will let you see how powerful I am!"

“Hmph, I, Lu Yue, have been traveling in the wild for many years and have never been afraid of anyone. You, young man, have a big tone, but I don’t know if your strength is as strong as you say.” Lu Yue sneered, with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

Tu Xingsun was furious when he heard this, but he did not lose his mind. Instead, he sneered:

"Old Taoist, don't be so arrogant. My Tuxingsun's methods are beyond your imagination. Today, let me teach you a lesson and let you know what it means that there are always better gods and fairies!"

The two men's bodies crossed and they started fighting in an instant.

Lu Yue's figure is strange and his attacks are fierce, and every move and every style contains deep internal strength.

Tuxingsun, relying on the advantage of terrain magic, dodged flexibly and tried to find opportunities to counterattack.

"You, young man, do have some skills. However, you are still very young in front of me!" Lu Yue attacked and mocked.

Tuxingsun ignored Lu Yue's ridicule and focused all his attention on dealing with Lu Yue's attack.

He knew that the person in front of him was very powerful and not a simple person, so he could not relax or hesitate at all.

"Hmph, old Taoist, don't be too proud. I, Tuxingsun, have not yet used my skills!" Tuxingsun sneered as he dodged.

Suddenly, Tuxingsun's eyes lit up. He found that when Lu Yue attacked, there would always be a slight pause in his body.

This is his chance to fight back!

Tuxingsun was delighted and immediately seized the opportunity. He flashed and appeared behind Lu Yue.

"Haha, Taoist priest, you've fallen into my trap!"

Tuxingsun laughed loudly, swung the iron stick in his hand, and attacked Lu Yue's back.

However, at this moment, Lu Yue seemed to have noticed something, and he dodged Tuxingsun's attack with a shake of his body.

He snorted coldly: "Humph, kid, you still want to sneak attack me? You are still very naive!"

Tu Xingsun was annoyed when his attack failed, but he did not give up and continued to look for opportunities to counterattack.

He knew that he had to stay calm in order to find Lu Yue's flaw.

In this way, the two continued to fight fiercely.

Their figures shuttled and intertwined on the battlefield, like two black lightning bolts. Their attacks were fierce and swift, and every confrontation was terrifying.

As time went by, Tuxingsun gradually adapted to Lu Yue's attack rhythm and methods.

He began to try to fight back, trying his best every time to break Lu Yue's defense.

However, due to the difference in strength, Tuxingsun still did not gain the upper hand and was suppressed by Lu Yue's attacks every time.

"Hmph, youngster, although your strength is good, you are still too young in front of me. If you are willing to surrender, I may spare your life." Lu Yue sneered, with a trace of contempt in his eyes.

Tu Xingsun was furious when he heard this. He knew he couldn't continue like this, otherwise he would surely fail.

"Old Taoist, don't be so arrogant! I, Tu Xingsun, haven't used my skills yet!"

Tuxingsun shouted loudly and his figure suddenly disappeared from the ground.

Seeing this, Lu Yue looked calm. Although he recognized Tu Xingsun's terrain skills, his strength was really average, only slightly stronger than a true immortal.

"Since you want to die so badly, I will help you do so."

Lu Yue sneered, then hit the ground hard.

At that moment, the whole world seemed to be shaken. An invisible force surged out from Lu Yue's palm, sweeping across the entire earth in an instant.

It was a force of plague, carrying the breath of death and destruction, as if it was going to swallow up the entire space.

Tuxingsun's figure kept shuttling and dodging underground, but the power of plague seemed to be everywhere, and no matter how he dodged, he could not escape the influence of that power.

His face became paler and paler, and his breathing became more and more disordered. It was obvious that he was fighting a desperate battle against the power of the plague.

However, the gap in strength is ultimately irreparable.

Under the ravages of the plague power, Tuxingsun's figure appeared on the ground, staggering, and with a "bang", he fell to the ground weakly.

His eyes were closed, his face was as pale as paper, and his breath was so weak that it seemed like it would stop at any moment.

"Hey, kid, this is your end."

Lu Yue's voice was cold and ruthless, as if he was sentencing a criminal to death. "Although you have some talent and strength, you are still no match for me."

There was an unquestionable arrogance in his tone, as if everything was under his control.

The Plague Sword in Lu Yue's hand flashed with a strange light, and the sword seemed to be entangled with countless plague auras, making people afraid.

"I am doing a good deed by giving you a ride so that you won't suffer so much."

There was a hint of teasing in Lu Yue's words, as if he was enjoying the pleasure of controlling the fate of others.

As soon as he finished speaking, he flipped his hand, and the Plague Sword came out like a poisonous snake coming out of a hole, swung towards Tuxingsun with a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

Wherever the sword light passed, the air seemed to be corroded, leaving behind black cracks.

Seeing this, Tu Xingsun turned pale and felt extremely regretful. At this moment, he even felt a little hatred towards Jiang Ziya.

If Jiang Ziya hadn't asked him to test this person's depth, he wouldn't have ended up dead. He was filled with resentment and anger, but nothing could be changed.

Looking at the Plague Sword so close at hand, Tuxingsun wanted to mobilize the spiritual power in his body and fight to the death.

However, Lu Yue's plague technique is so powerful that it can not only corrode the body, but also seal the spiritual power.

Tuxingsun felt that his spiritual power was as if frozen and he couldn't mobilize even a little bit.

At this moment, Tu Xingsun felt unprecedented despair. He knew that he was powerless to save the situation, so he could only close his eyes helplessly and wait for death!

However, at this critical moment, an urgent shout broke through the sky like thunder:

"stop!"

Along with the sound came a spell. This spell was like a meteor chasing the moon, with a dazzling light, attacking Lu Yue.

The light contained powerful fluctuations of spiritual energy, which was obviously the work of a cultivator at the level of Daluo Jinxian.

Seeing this, Lu Yue frowned slightly, turned the sword in his hand, and rushed forward. Although he was a little surprised, he didn't take it to heart.

"Qiang——!!!"

Two powerful spiritual powers collided in the air, causing a deafening roar.

The space seemed to be torn apart at the point of collision, leaving behind twisted cracks.

Dust flew, gravel scattered, and the whole world seemed to be shaking.

However, under this powerful force, Lu Yue took a few steps back.

He held the sword in his hand, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes. From the previous confrontation, it can be seen that the opponent's cultivation is definitely one level higher than his.

"Humph, who dares to stop me from doing this?"

There was a hint of displeasure in Lu Yue's voice. He looked around with sharp eyes, trying to find the source of that power.

However, there was complete silence all around, with no other sound except for the echoing echo.

It was as if the power was just a feint and did not really appear.

Seeing this, Lu Yue raised his eyebrows slightly and a hint of deep meaning appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The Plague Sword in his hand turned, and a strange light flowed on the sword body, as if it contained endless plague energy, which made people afraid.

"Puff--" A sharp sound broke the silent air, and the Finger Plague Sword in Lu Yue's hand slashed down like lightning, bringing up a black sword light.

Wherever the sword light passed, the air seemed to be corroded, leaving behind black cracks.

And Tuxingsun's head fell off his neck under this sword.

Blood splattered everywhere, dyeing the barren land red. Tu Xingsun's eyes were still wide open, filled with unwillingness and despair.

His body fell down weakly, like a felled dead tree, no longer alive.

Lu Yue watched this scene coldly, without any fluctuation in his eyes.