Invincible Emperor Summoning System

An Hongyi threw the sword towards the hall.

The sword is sharp, piercing into the stone slab on the ground, and shaking gently.

The jewels on the hilt glistened in the lights.

It is a fine sword.

An Hongyi shouted sharply: "Who will pick up this sword."

Long silence!

No one said anything!

An Hongyi's lungs were about to explode.

The corner of Yue Chen's mouth raised a cold smile, he took a step forward with his hands behind his back, and said lightly: "I, Yue Chen, accept your challenge, don't worry, I will personally fight."

"Um?"

These words made countless generals raise their heads, looking at Yue Chen's youthful and outrageous face, their eyes shone with light.

This Yue Chen is really arrogant, if he is the only one to fight?

Yue Chen is so young, so what if he really has a famous teacher to teach him?

This is not a big opportunity.

Many generals are ready to move.

A young man in his thirties stepped out from the crowd, grabbed the sword stabbed on the ground, and gently swung the sword.

Immediately, murderous intent permeated the sword.

After seeing such a young man coming out, the rest and others wisely chose to remain silent.

This is a person with a lot of background, no one dares to compete with him for credit, especially in the current situation.

Immediately, the sword energy on the young man's body vibrated, true energy surged, and the energy around him was so strong that many generals retreated subconsciously in shock.

In the midst of the energy, the young man's long hair fluttered wildly, holding the tip of the sword in his hand and pointing at the tip of Yue Chen's nose, his long black hair fluttered wildly.

"Yue Chen, I am the registered disciple of the head of Poison Dragon Mountain, Marquis Feng, I will die in the future, remember that I killed you." The young man shouted, his words were cold, and murderous intent emerged.

Yue Chen nodded indifferently, and said lightly: "The fifth level of the war spirit, yes, you are worth my shot."

Yue Chen said lightly.

The current Yue Chen, after days of fighting, has been promoted to the second level of War Spirit.

In terms of realm, it is naturally not as good as the fifth level of War Spirit.

Yue Chen just wanted to verify his combat effectiveness.

"Then, die!"

On Feng Hou's body, the true energy exploded suddenly, and immediately a sword pierced out from a distance, and his body leaped towards Yue Chen.

Along the way, strength burst out, and the floor was thrown to the sides one by one, and then turned into dust by the sharp sword energy blooming from the sword.

This sword is really extremely sharp.

At this moment, none of the generals on both sides dared to approach.

"Is this the power of the fifth level of War Spirit?" Yue Chen murmured softly, and a sword appeared in his hand without a sound.

At the moment when the two sides were about to meet, the atmosphere in the entire hall was extremely tense, and countless people raised their hearts, as if they were suffocated by the fierce aura of killing.

Yue Chen moved, and in the eyes of everyone, his body was as swift as teleportation.

At the moment when the sword tip was about to stab Yue Chen, Yue Chen tilted his head slightly, allowing the sword tip to pierce his ear.

This kind of evasion is very dangerous. Once the opponent changes his moves, half of his head will be gone.

Feng Hou obviously also noticed this, after stabbing the air with one blow, he immediately changed his tactics, trying to cut off Yue Chen's head.

At this moment, Feng Hou felt as if all the strength in his body had been sucked away, and he couldn't use it no matter what, and immediately a wave of powerless dizziness flooded into his mind like a tide.

Then, there was a sharp pain coming from the throat.

Feng Hou lowered his head and saw that Yue Chen's sword had been sent into his throat at some point, but he didn't even feel it.

On the tip of the sword, there was still a silver electric snake slowly receding.

"What a fast sword!"

Feng Hou spat out these words with difficulty, and then he lay on the floor fiercely, motionless, with blood gushing out from the wound.

"You, damn it!" An old man in a moonlight robe from Poison Dragon Mountain suddenly flew towards Yue Chen's head with his right hand.

The momentum on his body exploded, and he slapped the hall violently like a sea wave. The generals couldn't help but their faces changed drastically, and they retreated crazily, terrified in their hearts.

The strength of the King of War is far from something they can compete with.

"Your Majesty, retreat quickly!" Beside Yue Chen, Xu Chu took a step forward and shouted grimly.

"Get out of the way!" Yue Chen sneered, a dazzling thunder burst out of his body, and lightning snakes surrounded Yue Chen and broke through the sky, making the sound of breaking through the air.

At this moment, Yue Chen was alive like a god of thunder, and his momentum was overwhelming.

Countless people looked at Yue Chen with inexplicable faces...

An Hongyi even looked at Yue Chen with disbelief. In his eyes, Yue Chen was just a nouveau riche. Never would he have thought that he would possess such majestic power.

It is also the most terrifying power of thunder in the legend.

That's the power of God's punishment.

This masculine and powerful thunder made everyone's souls tremble. The young Yue Chen was so powerful that he hadn't used his full strength in the attack just now?

"Fancy show!"

The old man in the moonlight robe snorted coldly in disdain, and continued to buckle his right hand, with endless power surging in his hand, pressing down on the entire hall like a mountain, the terrifying pressure was suffocating.

"Come on!" Yue Chen laughed loudly, gave up the long sword, clenched his fist with his right hand, and the thunder light exploded on the fist, which was extremely dazzling.

"Boom!"

The whole hall collapsed, tiles and pillars flew around, and generals who were running slowly were hit by tree trunks or stones and died on the spot.

The whole scene seemed to have encountered the end of the world.

Only a few masters of the Battle King level appeared with masks on their bodies, and they still stood motionless.

The people who ran far away looked back with horror on their faces.

They saw that Yue Chen's fist collided with the palm of the moon-colored robed old man, and the two people's bodies burst into light, and their aura bloomed violently.

Under Yue Chen's feet, a deep pit appeared, and there were dense cracks like spider webs in the pit.

However, Yue Chen's fist was still firmly blocking the palm of the old man in the moonlight long robe.

The two are actually at a stalemate!

This is a remarkable discovery, and countless people are moved by it.

This is Yue Chen, who wants to overthrow the rhythm of the sky.

A king at the level of a war spirit is still so young... Countless people feel that the sky in Chuzhou is about to change.

Countless people are afraid that they will not be able to sleep because of this.

"Boom!" The auras of the two exploded again, and the body of the moon-colored robed old man flew upside down, then landed on the ground, retreating more than ten steps in a row before stopping.

There are more cracks under Yue Chen's feet.

"Hahahaha, refreshing!"

In the deep pit, Yue Chen laughed loudly, his long hair danced wildly, and thunder burst into bloom, obviously wild and unruly.

All the civil and military men were watching from a distance, with complex expressions flashing in their eyes, including envy and jealousy.

They envy the soldiers of Yue Kingdom, they have such a powerful emperor to follow, they envy those who lived in Yue Kingdom, if only they could be themselves.

Hua Qianjue, who was sitting on the chair, finally stood up slowly, standing with his hands behind his back, his long black hair swaying automatically under the strong wind.

"This son, be extinct!" Hua Qianjue shouted lightly, as if announcing Yue Chen's fate to the world.