Myriad Realms Summoning System
Chapter Summary
These killers generally have the cultivation level of Martial Lords, and they would be able to dominate the world even in the Iron Blood Dynasty, but today they were defeated by Wei Zhuang alone. I hope that your perfect martial arts cultivation can bring some color to the boring battles recently." When Wei Zhuang pointed out Liu Qianheng's cultivation level, Liu Qianheng was shocked. Liu Qianheng's powerful sword fully demonstrated his perfect martial arts cultivation, causing Liu Xu and other ...
"You mean, that mysterious man wants to destroy the Soul Tomb?" Duan Yijian said in surprise with his mouth wide open.
Lingmu is ranked fifth among all the killer organizations in the Iron Blood Dynasty, so it must be powerful. If someone wants to destroy it by himself, Duan Yijian will never believe it.
Ren Jiuyou had a different opinion: "Mr. Duan is wrong to think so. When that man wiped out the other four organizations, do you dare to imagine that he has this ability?"
Duan Yijian remained silent. He had no way of answering Ren Jiuyou's question. All the facts were right in front of him and he had no choice but to believe them.
Ren Jiuyou said leisurely: "Mr. Duan may not know that although Liusha has not yet registered with the Assassin's Guild, the top leaders of the Iron Blood Dynasty Assassin's Guild have taken the initiative to help them register."
Duan Yijian heard this and asked hurriedly, "What's Liusha's ranking now?"
"Currently, Liusha ranks eighth among all assassin organizations in the Iron Blood Dynasty!"
"However, if nothing unexpected happens, they will soon replace Lingmu and rank fifth."
There was a hint of sigh in Ren Jiuyou's voice, which made Duan Yijian's body stiffen slightly.
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Lingmu, the largest assassin organization in the southern region of the Iron Blood Dynasty.
Just like its name, the headquarters of the Lingmu is not located in a bustling city, but instead in a dark, damp and spooky cemetery.
The cemetery is hidden in a dense forest. The towering trees block the sunlight, making the light here dimmer. The occasional crows seem to symbolize that this is the place of death.
The headquarters of the spirit tomb is easy to find. Next to the largest tomb in the cemetery, there is a three-meter-high tombstone. Gently tap the tombstone three times and the door to the underground palace will open.
At this time, the leader of the Spirit Tomb, Liu Qianheng, was standing in the center of the underground palace, looking at Wei Zhuang in front of him with a serious expression. Behind him were dozens of Spirit Tomb killers with varying degrees of injuries.
These killers generally have the cultivation level of Martial Lords, and they would be able to dominate the world even in the Iron Blood Dynasty, but today they were defeated by Wei Zhuang alone.
Dozens of martial kings fought against Wei Zhuang, but they only lasted ten breaths at his hands before they were all defeated.
In the underground palace of the spiritual tomb now, only the leader Liu Qianheng has not been defeated by the other party.
Liu Qianheng has not taken any action yet.
"Who are you? The spirit tomb should not have offended you!" Liu Qianheng stared at Wei Zhuang who was blocking the door to the underground palace and asked in a deep voice.
Wei Zhuang sneered and said, "As a killer organization, when have you ever cared about who you offended? Now you ask this question so ridiculously, are you trying to cover up your cowardice?"
Liu Qianheng looked very ugly, as if Wei Zhuang had hit his soft spot.
He said angrily: "Humph, I just want to know who the person who died in my hands today is. If you don't want to tell me, then just be an unknown ghost!"
Wei Zhuang gently drew out the shark-tooth sword in his left hand, pointed at Liu Qianheng and said, "You are the one who makes me slightly interested. I hope that your perfect martial arts cultivation can bring some color to the boring battles recently."
When Wei Zhuang pointed out Liu Qianheng's cultivation level, Liu Qianheng was shocked.
Wu Zong is a realm above Wu Jun, which is already considered the top combat power of the Iron Blood Dynasty. Few people know about this realm.
What's more, Liu Qianheng is a perfect martial artist and one of the strongest people besides the giants of the Iron Blood Dynasty.
But this man named Wei Zhuang could actually see through his cultivation at a glance.
Could he be a stronger person than Wu Zong?
Impossible. There are only a few strong men above the rank of Wuzong in the Iron Blood Dynasty, and I have never heard of anyone named Wei Zhuang!
However, Liu Qianheng knew that now was not the time to worry about this issue.
No matter who the person in front of him is or how high his cultivation level is, he must compete with the other party today.
The dignity of the tomb must not be trampled upon!
"You will pay a heavy price for your arrogance. Be prepared to be punished!"
Liu Qianheng roared angrily and stabbed at Wei Zhuang with a long sword that was filled with coldness in his hand.
call!
Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew in the underground palace, making countless masters feel cold all over.
These cold winds had a strong corrosive effect. The tables and chairs in the entire underground palace were directly weathered after being touched by the wind.
At the same time, the power of these Yin winds became stronger and stronger, and finally formed a whirlwind armor that wrapped up Liu Qianheng. Such Yin wind armor was no longer something that a warrior in the Martial King realm could touch.
Liu Qianheng's powerful sword fully demonstrated his perfect martial arts cultivation, causing Liu Xu and other killers who followed Wei Zhuang to change their expressions drastically.
The strongest among their group was only Liu Xu, a six-star martial monarch. Facing the corrosive dark wind stirred up by Liu Qianheng, they even had a hard time opening their Qi shields for defense, let alone fighting against it.
At the same time, Liu Qianheng's sword is not only extremely powerful, but also perfect in terms of skill and sophistication.
Liu Xu only felt that this ordinary sword seemed to have no loopholes, and no matter which direction he dodged, he would be stabbed.
What was even more terrifying was that when this sword was swung, Liu Qianheng almost merged with the sword in his hand, turning into a black whirlwind of light and rushing towards Wei Zhuang.
Wherever the black whirlwind passed, the space was almost distorted.
Once the space is damaged, the speed of the warriors in this environment will be greatly affected. Therefore, in the eyes of everyone, it is almost impossible for Wei Zhuang to avoid this fatal sword.
"As expected of a legendary martial arts master, this powerful aura is truly terrifying."
Liu Xu narrowed his eyes, trying hard to catch the shadow of Liu Qianheng.
Unfortunately, as a martial arts master who was skilled in assassination, the speed that Liu Qianheng burst out in an instant was completely beyond his ability to catch up with.
"As expected of you, the leader. You are so powerful. My tomb is saved!"
"With the leader here, I don't believe that this damn Wei Zhuang can really destroy our Lingmu."
"How can an outsider like him understand the inner workings of the Spirit Tomb? Feel the fear of being dominated by the Spirit Tomb!"
Seeing Liu Qianheng's great power, the killers of the entire Lingmu organization were inspired, and the haze of being killed by Wei Zhuang alone was also dispelled a lot.
They rarely saw Liu Qianheng take action, and had never seen Liu Qianheng use his full strength.
They believed that the leader who gave his all would definitely kill the white-haired man and avenge the tomb.
"Prepare to die! Refining the sword of the heart!"
Liu Qianheng roared, and the long sword in his hand was mixed with a fierce whirlwind that could strangle everything, and it was about to pierce Wei Zhuang's chest.
The debris of tables and chairs corroded by the whirlwind were also blown up by Liu Qianheng's breath, filling the entire underground palace and making people's vision even more blurred.