Myriad Realms Summoning System

"Who are you?"

Without paying attention to the warriors who had lost their order below, Yan Jilong stared at Sun Shangxiang who was slowly rising into the air opposite him with an extremely ugly expression.

He had previously estimated that Sun Shangxiang might be a powerful Wu Hou warrior, but after feeling the true energy that was like the scorching sun, his confidence was shaken again.

Is this really the aura that Wu Hou can emit? Can the hundreds of martial arts masters standing in the air behind him really deal with her?

There were hundreds of martial artists, twice the number of martial artists in Lingjian Sect. They should have been fearless, but they tacitly stopped being so frivolous. Even Wang Yidao, who had spoken arrogantly, did not dare to attack Sun Shangxiang as he had said just now.

The aura of Sun Shangxiang was too deep. Whenever they wanted to investigate Sun Shangxiang's cultivation, they felt like a small boat floating in a small lake, facing a stormy sea.

They now believed that it was really Sun Shangxiang who had turned the Prime Minister's Mansion into such a miserable state.

Sun Shangxiang looked at the hundreds of martial artists without any fear. The strong wind in the air blew her dress, and her two long ponytails swayed in the wind.

She was like a beauty in a painting, but no one dared to underestimate her anymore.

Sun Shangxiang did not answer Yan Jilong's question, but mocked him bluntly: "Old man, these people you found don't seem to be very useful. I just scolded them and they turned into such a horrible state!"

"You're going too far, you little bitch!"

Others did not dare to take action, but Yan Jue could not tolerate it any longer. If the master was humiliated, it would mean that the servant was incompetent. As the commander of the guards of the Prime Minister's Mansion, he had to maintain the dignity of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

"Die!"

Yan Jue drew out his long sword, with a faint green energy lingering on it. He took a deep breath and slashed straight at Sun Shangxiang with the long sword in his hand.

There is nothing dazzling about Yan Jue’s fighting style; everything is just the simplest collision!

Mountain-splitting knife!

He quickly approached Sun Shangxiang, and the true energy on Yan Jue's right palm, which was holding the knife, condensed slightly. He swung the knife fiercely, and slashed at Sun Shangxiang's chest diagonally.

The Mountain-Splitting Blade is a top-grade yellow-level martial art. Only members of the Yan family who are martial arts masters or above are qualified to learn it.

A light breeze blew up Sun Shangxiang's hair, revealing a pair of ink-black eyes underneath.

Sun Shangxiang blinked her bright eyes and stared calmly at the long sword that was getting closer and closer.

When the long sword was about to reach her shoulder, she took a step to the left without haste. The reaction of the powerful martial arts master was so quick.

With just one step, she dodged Yan Jue's attack. She slightly tilted her body, and the sickle in Sun Shangxiang's hand instantly chopped off Yan Jue's neck.

Snore!

A round and healthy human head fell directly from the sky to the ground with a dull sound.

Don't be fooled by Sun Shangxiang's pure appearance. In this world, as a powerful warrior, her mind is as solid as a rock, and killing people is no burden to her at all.

Even modern people like Xiao Chen have killed many people since coming to this world.

"Commander Yan!"

There are many people in the Yan family who have a good relationship with Yan Jue. When they saw Yan Jue’s head and body separated, several martial artists were furious!

"Witch, I'll kill you!"

A martial artist of similar age to Yan Jue was so angry that he rushed towards Sun Shangxiang with his bare hands.

"Master Luo, no, come back quickly!"

Seeing Luo Gongfeng rushing over rashly, Yan Jilong immediately raised a warning.

Unfortunately, it was too late. Fighting alone, the martial artist had no ability to resist the martial commander!

With a dull thud, Sun Shangxiang was too lazy to even use the Scythe of Essence-Snatching this time, and directly slapped Luo Gongsheng on the chest.

Luo Gongfeng, who was hit by Sun Shangxiang, had a ruddy face that turned pale instantly. His internal organs were completely destroyed. He let out a muffled groan, and finally his whole body went limp. He fell from a height of dozens of meters, deader than dead.

All the low-level warriors in front of the Prime Minister's Mansion who were unable to fly fell silent as they watched the scene in the sky. It was the first time they discovered that the powerful martial artists whom they usually admired and respected actually had such a weak side. Two people were killed with just two moves.

A question arose in their minds: Are these one hundred martial artists really enough for that beautiful girl to kill alone?

After killing the opponent with one palm strike, Sun Shangxiang shook her head in boredom. This kind of opponent was really not challenging at all. She had not even used half of her true strength.

Two powerful martial artists died at once, both of them were from the Yan family. Yan Jilong was extremely distressed, especially Yan Jue, who was one of the best masters in the entire Yan family and he was gone just like that.

What made him feel most wronged was that until now he still didn't understand how he had provoked such a powerful enemy.

The other martial artists were all on high alert, as if they were facing a formidable enemy, but no one rushed forward as recklessly as Yan Jue.

As martial artists, they were all veterans of hundreds of battles. Sun Shangxiang's two simple moves had already made them realize that if they wanted to defeat her, all the martial artists had to attack together.

So they were waiting for Yan Jilong's orders.

Yan Jilong clenched his fists, veins on his forehead exposed, but he still resisted the urge to take action immediately.

He closed his eyes, took a long breath, and then opened his eyes. A cold light flashed in his eyes. He looked at Sun Shangxiang coldly and said, "Before we start a war, I hope you can tell me why you want to cause trouble for my Yan family, and who your young master is!"

Yan Jilong knew that there was no room for easing today's situation. He just wanted to find out the reason for the war before starting another one.

"Why don't I answer Prime Minister Yan's question?" A long voice sounded at the right time, attracting everyone's attention.

The show is almost over, and it’s time for the protagonist to appear.

Xiao Chen stepped on the void, as if he was stepping on transparent stone steps, and walked step by step to Sun Shangxiang in mid-air.

Although his face had changed, he was still very handsome. His moon-white robe made him look even more extraordinary, and his tall and straight figure was comparable to the models of later generations.

"Who are you?"

Seeing Xiao Chen, Yan Jilong frowned slightly. Compared with Sun Shangxiang's unfathomable depth, Xiao Chen's three-star martial artist cultivation level did not attract his attention.

If it were any other day, he would be curious about this kind of genius, but today he was not in the mood.

"Prime Minister Yan, weren't you just asking Shangxiang who the young master she was talking about was? Now I'm standing in front of you," Xiao Chen said with a faint smile.

"Yes, this is my young master. Old man, why don't you give me your head right away?" Sun Shangxiang said jokingly without any hesitation.

At this moment, Yan Jilong, the martial artists behind him, and thousands of warriors below all felt that it was a bit absurd.

Such a powerful girl, the young master she mentioned is actually just a three-star martial artist?