Myriad Realms Summoning System

"Yin—"

The seizing sickle in his hand trembled slightly, like a peerless sword that was often buried in the ground. Once he was born, he thirst for blood and make a buzzing sound of excitement.

Sun Shangxiang bathed in the red lotus fire, like a nirvana fire phoenix, washed away the lead and the greenness.

The ponytails spread out, and a long hair like ink wafted in the wind, and the whole person turned into a dark queen of evil and charm, and his eyes were full of invincibility.

The red lotus karma fire made of red infuriating energy is like armor, drawing Sun Shangxiang's fiery curve vividly, and the entire blue sky is bright red by the red lotus karma fire, as if burning.

Xiao Chen flashed away from Sun Shangxiang. At this time, the hot air radiating from her body was close to a thousand degrees. As long as the low-level martial artist got closer, he might be burned to fly ash.

Xiao Chen also couldn't stand the high temperature, and could only fly to a place about 100 meters away to watch the battle.

The Red Lotus Karma Fire Art that Sun Shangxiang cultivated was a low-grade fire system technique of the Heavenly Rank, and it was not much more powerful than Xiao Chen's Emperor Ji Jing Shi skill.

"Huh, old boy, this lady is going to burn you to fly ashes!"

In Sun Shangxiang's dark and deep eyes, there seemed to be two phoenixes flying, exuding a strong fighting spirit, and the hundred martial artists in front of them seemed to be prey in her eyes.

"Everyone, be careful, this woman should not be underestimated!" Yan Jilong said solemnly.

At this moment, facing Sun Shangxiang's super aura, he was a little suffocated, and a tremor from the heart made him chill all over.

Don't need him to remind, the hundred martial arts behind him have already been full of zhenqi and are fully prepared for the battle to start!

"Old boy, die!" Sun Shangxiang yelled, holding the scythe of seizure, and rushed directly into the martial arts group.

"Defensive formation," Yan Jilong roared. As a consummate expert of martial arts, he was naturally the commander of this group of martial arts.

Looking at Sun Shangxiang, who turned into a red comet and rushed towards him with a long terrifying red flame tail, Yan Jilong immediately ordered the martial artist to deploy a large defensive formation.

These warriors are all men who have experienced hundreds of battles, and their execution power is amazing. As soon as Yan Jilong's voice fell, the hundreds of warriors all gathered together to form a square defensive group.

Hundreds of true qi torrents condensed into one body, forming a huge dark blue shield with a height of more than ten feet, blocking the front of hundreds of martial artists.

"Red Lotus Burns the Sky!"

"Wanchuan Green Spirit Shield!"

boom!

With a loud noise, Sun Shangxiang, who turned into a comet, slammed into the shield without hesitation.

Like a comet hitting the planet, the two breaths collided, forming a fierce wind, a thick wave of air, mixed with a hot breath, and rushed away from the place where Sun Shangxiang and hundreds of martial artists collided.

"What a strong breath!" Feeling the oncoming wave of air, Xiao Chen's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly released the body guard's true energy to resist.

This is so, he, a martial artist who stayed a hundred meters away from the combat area, was also blown back more than ten meters away, which shows how huge the impact this time was.

Even if Xiao Chen was like this, the people around the lower Xiangfu were even more miserable.

Most of these people who can't fight against the sky are armed soldiers and warriors, and there are even many civil servants. Faced with such a powerful Gangfeng, they have no resistance.

Countless people's bodies were blown up and flew, and then fell heavily to a place several hundred meters away, and died on the spot.

A tree a few meters thick was uprooted and smashed onto the houses in the Xiangfu. The houses of the Xiangfu were crushed countless, and the roofs of many houses were directly swept away by the wind and turned into open-air balconies.

"Ah! Run away!"

"Help, who will help me!"

"Damn it, what level of battle is this!"

Countless low-level warriors below wailed, the scale of this battle has exceeded their imagination, and even affected Chi Yu, they even regretted why they came to the Prime Minister's Mansion today to help out.

Click!

Cracks appeared on the cyan shield like glass, and finally shattered completely.

"Wow!"

Yan Jilong, who had collided with Sun Shangxiang, was also uncomfortable, and he vomited a mouthful of blood on the spot, his face turned pale.

He was the most advanced in the martial arts formation, and he was also the one who faced Sun Shangxiang head-on.

The other martial artists are better than him. Although their complexions are not good, at least they didn't vomit blood, but their breath was a little disordered.

"Did you block it?" Although he paid some price, Yan Jilong was happy.

Sun Shangxiang's shadow was no longer found in the entire sky. It seemed that the aftershocks caused by the impact turned into fly ash, which was blown into the air by the wind.

The hearts of the hundreds of martial artists unanimously relaxed a little, and after all, they gathered the power of everyone to block the unstoppable blow of the opponent.

"Old man, miss your life!"

Just as everyone was relaxing, a red light and shadow suddenly appeared above Yan Jilong at some unknown time!

"what?"

Yan Jilong was shocked, and quickly looked up.

On top of his head, Sun Shangxiang was holding a sickle, his face was cold, like ink's long hair flying in the wind, like a ecstatic messenger from Jiuyou Hell, a black sickle with a breath of death, gently falling towards Yan Jilong's neck.

"Do not!"

A stern voice, from Yan Jilong's mouth, made countless people's hearts tremble.

Puff!

Under the gaze of hundreds of eyes, the sickle symbolizing death opened Yan Jilong's throat!

"You...you, who are you?" Yan Jilong's vitality slowly drained, and he felt that his life seemed to disappear at any time.

He knew that his fate was not long before he died, but before he died, he wanted to know why he died and who did he provoke!

He gradually stared at Xiao Chen with loose eyes, hoping to get an answer.

Xiao Chen's lips moved lightly. Although there was no sound, Yan Jilong already knew his identity!

"Oh it's you!"

This was Yan Jilong's last thought before his consciousness was completely blurred.

A month ago, the waste prince, the famous waste chai of the kingdom, miraculously returned, and with such a gesture, staged the return of the king.

It seems that the old man died innocent, Xiao Tianci, the old man is waiting for you in the Yin Cao Jifu!

thump!

Yan Jilong's body fell from a height of 100 meters and fell heavily to the ground with blood flowing.

A generation of heroes of the Great Zhou Kingdom has fallen, which is embarrassing, but no one sympathizes.

The court officials who Yan Jilong praised him before his death were old, no one went to collect his body, and no one wept bitterly.

The tree fell and scattered, and only the living Yan Jilong was worthwhile. When he died, he was just a corpse, no different from a beggar who froze to death on the roadside.

People know it!

"Ding, congratulations to the host for completing the side mission: Yan Jilong's killing intent."

"Task Reward: One chance for random summoning, two chance for random draw, 10,000 experience points!"

"Ding, congratulations to the host for improving his cultivation, his current realm is a four-star martial artist!"