Chapter 147 People always say that I look like Lufa

"Humph, you are still stubborn even when you are about to die. Let me see who can come to save you today."

"Oh? Really? Then look who is behind you?"

Qiao Shefei held back his laughter and pointed his mouth in the direction behind Awei.

I saw a sturdy man with purple stripes all over his face and bronze muscles all over his body. He had a serious face and a stern look on his face, staring at Awei.

"Oh my god, you scared me!"

Awei put his hand on Yan Di's shoulder and said with a smile as if he was a familiar person.

"My dear brother, why do you look so familiar to me?"

"I think I've seen it somewhere before?"

Upon hearing this, Emperor Yan couldn't help but feel happy, as if he had finally found a soulmate.

"I never thought that even though I was imprisoned by the thief Lufa for thousands of years, there are still people who remember my fame back then. I am really touched!"

"Oh, I remembered!"

Finally remembered? Yan Di looked expectant!

"You are the famous one in the Milky Way..."

"Yeah."

"A treacherous, cold-faced, dark-hearted, cunning, war profiteer who likes to do things behind people's backs. The new king of the Milky Way, Lufa, right?"

Emperor Yan:???

The anger rose up all of a sudden.

As the great Emperor Yan, he is more or less a well-known figure in the Milky Way.

Apart from background, strength, looks, luck, methods, and wisdom...what else can't compare to that old thief Lu Pharaoh?

How can it be repaired!

Thinking of this, Emperor Yan gathered all the anger in his heart into his fists and pushed them out directly.

"Paji!"

Awei was like a child, and was easily slapped away by Emperor Yan.

"I'll give you one more chance, you can say it again."

"Lufa, you old thief. My Great Sirius Empire has always treated high-level warriors generously. If you know what's good for you..."

"Paji."

Emperor Yan slapped Awei away again.

"I didn't tell you to say that!"

"Come again!"

A Wei climbed up from the ground miserably, hugged Yan Di's thigh and cried,

"Lord Lufa... No, Father Lufa, please forgive me. I will definitely turn over a new leaf and become a better person..."

Emperor Yan: "..."

Is it so difficult to make him recognize me as Emperor Yan?

"You'd better go die!"

Emperor Yan had no choice but to give Awei a quick death.

"Senior Yan Di, the one in front should be the flagship of this fleet, you must be careful!"

Emperor Yan turned his head and saw Qiao Shefei coughing up blood and using his knife to support himself against the wall, trying to get up with difficulty. He immediately became angry.

"Why do I need you youngsters to tell me what to do?"

"Humph."

Emperor Yan was very tough. He directly combined his Shura armor, threw his cloak, and stepped into the luxurious warship.

As soon as he entered the warship, the auras of dozens of powerful emperors immediately locked onto Emperor Yan.

"Are you Lufa?"

The wolf master, who was sitting on the highest sofa, put down his wine glass.

At this time, Emperor Yan didn't know whether he should say "mmp" or not.

Why do some people always mistake him for that sinister and cunning old fox Lufa?

"Well, I'm not Lufa."

"Who would believe what you say?"

The elegant wolf-headed young man sitting on the high platform took out a portrait from his arms. The portrait was of a galactic man wearing armor.

"Look, he's wearing armor, and you're wearing armor too, and you still say you're not Lufa?"

Emperor Yan: "..."

A burst of "mmp" flashed through Yan Di's mind.

I never expected that the Shura Armor of the old thief Lufa would become so popular in other galaxies.

He really didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

"How is it? Are you speechless?"

"What else do you have to say? I'm listening!"

"Fuck, I have nothing to say!"

After hearing Yan Di's reply, except for the young wolf man in the highest position, all the wolf generals sitting around him became excited.

This is the Lord of the Milky Way, and his status is extremely noble.

Uh,

It's just that my brain might not be working very well.

It is also possible that the lord from this remote little place saw such a big scene for the first time and was frightened to the point of being incoherent.

Ok

It must be so.

This makes sense, there's nothing wrong with it!

The generals looked at Emperor Yan with increasingly fiery eyes, even more enthusiastic than if they had discovered a walking 50 man.

This enthusiasm completely confused Emperor Yan.

Could it be that this alien race is a warm and hospitable group?

It was really me, Old Yan, who had wronged them!

"Lufa is right there. Whoever catches him will be rich!"

I don’t know which general set a good example and shouted loudly.

"Don't fight with me, this credit is mine!"

"You're talking nonsense. The meritorious ones get it. Who do you think you are?"

"I am honored to be here. With this achievement, our tribe will be able to be promoted to a third-class tribe in the Sirius system, so it is better for me to accept this achievement with a smile."

Unlike the quarrels among the generals, Emperor Yan was completely confused at this time.

What did you say

Lufa is here?

Where is he? Why can't I even see his shadow?

Emperor Yan looked around, as if trying to understand something from the eyes of the generals surrounding him.

However, those generals kept their little thoughts very secretive.

Even though Emperor Yan was a seasoned man, it was impossible for him to detect their emotional fluctuations in such a short period of time.

"Lufa, give me your life!"

A general from a subordinate race with relatively weak cultivation, probably only at the early emperor level, came towards Emperor Yan at a speed faster than the speed of sound, holding a pair of lightsabers.

"Shura Hundred Breaks Attack!"

Emperor Yan controlled the Shura Armor and instinctively struck out to the right.

A purple palm print, stirring up a purple airflow, flew towards the cannon fodder general.

"Hey, hey, hey, blocked it!"

The cannon fodder held the lightsaber in his hand horizontally in front of him, blocking the palm strike from Emperor Yan.

"No big deal! I'll take the credit. Thank you all, guys."

The cannon fodder general actually had the energy to make jokes during the battle.

"Fuck, this kid took advantage of me!"

A wolf general drew out his meteor hammer and was about to attack.

Unexpectedly, a white and slender hand pressed him down tightly.

"Wait a moment, this person is not simple."

The wolf general looked back and knelt helplessly.

"Yes, Master Wolf."

"What else can you do? Come on!"

The cannon fodder general made a sword flower and made a universal interstellar taunting gesture towards Emperor Yan.

Emperor Yan had no expression on his face.

"Do you know why my move is called Shura Hundred Breaking Strike?"

"why?"

"Because it has a total of one hundred palm prints!"

Emperor Yan smiled, looking a little ferocious.

Palm prints flew all over the sky, directly allowing the cannon fodder general to receive a free lunch box.

"Pa pa pa, Mr. Lufa, you are indeed talented."

"Let me introduce myself. I am the 250th prince of the wolf clan."

"OK?"

Emperor Yan was indifferent.

"I see that you have great martial arts skills, but you can only dominate this small galaxy. Why don't you follow me and I will take you to see the larger universe?"

The corner of Emperor Yan's mouth twitched, and he really wanted to agree.

After all, he has already surrendered to Lu Dao, so he doesn't care about surrendering to another person.

"benefit?"

The emotionless voice made the wolf boy suddenly happy.

But then, the boy's pupils suddenly shrank into needle points.

Because the man in front of him was clearly standing there, not saying a word.