"What is the next decomposition, Lao Tzu can't wait now, hurry up and say it. It's just such a story, you've been talking about it for half a month, I can't eat or sleep well now, and I'm only 200 pounds now!" A fat head sweated profusely and slapped the table, and said loudly at the top of his voice.

"That's it, can't you talk a little more every day? If you don't finish this story today, I'll smash your storyteller!"

"Say it quickly, say it quickly! If you don't say it, we're really going to smash your stall!" All the spectators were so anxious that they immediately started arguing, and if they didn't even say anything about it, they would really beat people.

"Since you are so appreciative of your faces, then the old man will tell the rest of the story today!" The storyteller originally just wanted to hang everyone's appetite, but he didn't expect these people to be so popular that they wanted to beat people and smash the stalls, and suddenly he was in a cold sweat, so he had to pretend to be calm and said with a smile.

"That's right, it's long overdue, you say it every day, it's making everyone's heart itch, and the whole person is in a trance these days!"

"Tell me quickly, what if they are surrounded?" everyone heard that the storyteller was willing to go on, and everyone hurriedly found a stool to sit down, urging.

"Just now we said that these five thousand elite cultivators fell for these ghost cultivators, and they were surrounded by these ghost cultivators. Everyone was immediately shocked, there were 100,000 people in this ghost cultivator. The storyteller slapped the stop on the table, and the crowd fell silent for a moment, and the storyteller continued.

"100,000 people, then these 5,000 elites will not be wiped out by the entire army killed by these ghost cultivators?" someone questioned.

"What's next? Didn't you say that Cheng Yu was also there? Why haven't the others shown up yet?" Someone came for Cheng Yu, but after saying that he hadn't seen Cheng Yu appear for a long time, the spectators were suddenly anxious.

"If it's just 100,000 ordinary ghost cultivators, it's just that, but what shocked these 5,000 elites even more was that among these 100,000 cultivators, there was actually a second-order ghost king and ten first-order ghost kings.

The appearance of the Ghost King obviously surprised all the human monks, but fortunately, this time the Wuji Palace also had a foresight, and Elder Changhuan and Elder Changyun were both peerless masters in the middle of the Mahayana period, how could ordinary people help them.

However, everyone never expected that the strength of this second-order ghost king was earth-shattering, comparable to the late Mahayana period. With the abilities of Elder Changhuan and Elder Changyun, they couldn't help this second-order ghost king.

Not only that, but the two of them actually fell behind under the combined force, and this time they really met a strong opponent. And the five thousand elites were led by the remaining ghost kings to kill the earth-shattering ghosts and gods.

These 5,000 elites suffered a big loss in numbers, and after this battle, it was really tragic, and the blood flowed like a river. Although these 5,000 elites are getting fewer and fewer, they have never given up.

The two sides fought for ten days and ten nights, which was unprecedentedly tragic, and the 100,000 ghost cultivators were killed by as many as 50,000 of these 5,000 elites, and only half of these 5,000 elites were left.

In the face of the remaining 50,000 ghost cultivators, there were only more than 2,000 people, and there was obviously no way to get rid of all the ghost cultivators. In the face of 50,000 ghost cultivators, they couldn't hold on any longer, and the only thing waiting for them was death.

When it was too late, it was too fast, just when everyone felt hopeless, a person actually fell from the sky!

Everyone saw him with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his face was like a crown of jade, so he was a pretty boy. However, the most unforgettable thing is not his handsome appearance, but the fact that he has a fire dragon wrapped around his body.

I only heard that this jade-faced boy stretched out his hands, and the fire dragon on his body suddenly turned into a sea of fire, and he actually wiped out the ashes of the 50,000 ghost cultivators in an instant.

Everyone was shocked, this is simply the gods descending to earth, all kneeling on the ground to worship!

This person is none other than the first person of the younger generation of the Wuji Palace, Cheng Yu!" Mr. Storyteller was spitting, and what he said was thrilling, especially when Cheng Yu appeared, it was even more said that he was a god-like peerless figure.

"Wow! This is too, isn't it? The five thousand elites killed ten days and ten nights before killing 50,000 ghost cultivators. He single-handedly wiped out the five ghost cultivators in one fell swoop, do you think he is really a god?"

"That's it, you're just talking nonsense, Cheng Yu is just a distraction period monk. And this time, the worst elite of the ghost cultivators are all in the middle and late stages of the merger, where is his turn to be a distraction period monk there? He also killed 50,000 ghost cultivators by himself, if you want me to say, he may not even kill a ghost cultivator to death!"

"Haha! That's it, you're too good at storytelling, shouldn't you accept Cheng Yu's benefits and come to brag to him?"

"The news of you people is too backward, Cheng Yu is already a peerless master in the merger period now, do you think people are the same as you?"

"Drink! Even if he is already in the merger period, so what? Which of those elite cultivators who went to eliminate ghost cultivation is not in the merger period? It took him ten days and ten nights to kill 50,000 ghost cultivators, what ability does he have to kill 50,000 ghost cultivators at once, isn't this bragging, what is it? If Lao Tzu believes it, he will be a fool!"

"Cut, they didn't force you to believe it. Those elite masters who participated in this campaign to eliminate ghost cultivation have all said it personally, this time they can exterminate these ghost cultivators, Cheng Yu is the first merit, is this still false? I don't have this ability, but I can't see others have this ability, it's really ridiculous!"

"Look at you defending Cheng Yu so much, could it be that you also accepted him, what benefits did you have? Otherwise, why would you speak for him like this?"

"I'm just speaking for justice, Cheng Yuzhi's strength has long been rumored, and this person can easily fight beyond the ranks. Although he is only a monk of the Merge Period, he can easily kill the masters of the Mahayana Period, and even the second-order ghost king was killed by Cheng Yu in the end, this is my idol!" the man said with envy.

It turned out that this person regarded Cheng Yu as his idol, no wonder he defended Cheng Yu so much.

It's not just him, now Cheng Yu's fans can be said to be all over the entire Xiuzhen world, even in this teahouse, he is not the only one who regards Cheng Yu as an idol.

Suddenly, these Cheng Yu fans quarreled with those who questioned Cheng Yu. But those who do good things are happy to see such a scene, the story of Mr. Storyteller is finished, and watching them fight one by one is also very exciting, and they will never enter the story of Mr. Storyteller.

In short, this time Cheng Yu has made a huge contribution to the elimination of ghost cultivation, some say good and some say bad, just like a boulder falling into the water, stirring up a thousand waves for a while, and the entire cultivation world is full of legends about Cheng Yu, which will last for a long time!