Myriad Realms Summoning System

"Do you think that the emperor will be able to succeed in attacking our three great families this time?"

In the Feng family's martial arts hall, several young masters of the family were gathered together to chat.

The Feng family's martial arts pavilion is located in the backyard. It is a wooden building with a large area but only two floors.

And around this martial arts pavilion, there are countless extremely tall towering ancient trees, which make the entire martial arts pavilion completely quiet and peaceful.

Although the family members and the Tiger Guards were about to fight at the front gate, the atmosphere here was very relaxed.

The Kung Fu Pavilion is the most important place in the family, so the head of the family will never let the flames of this war spread here.

Moreover, if there is even a slight possibility that the war really affects the Kung Fu Pavilion, their method of dealing with it will be even simpler.

Just burn down the Kung Fu Pavilion.

"You must be kidding. Our three great families are so powerful. It's wishful thinking to think that they can destroy us with just 3,000 soldiers outside," said a Feng family member dissatisfiedly.

Of course, some people hold different opinions. A tall and thin man pondered for a moment and said, "Not necessarily. As far as I know, the current emperor has many masters under his command, and many of them have even surpassed Wu Hou!"

"So what? I just received news from the front yard that the general who led the troops to attack our three great families is younger than us. How powerful can he be?"

Another sturdy young man said with disdain on his face, obviously disdainful of Huo Qubing.

“Ahem!”

Just as several people were arguing fiercely, a light cough interrupted them.

Then, an old man in a gray robe, about seventy or eighty years old, walked up to them.

Seeing the old man coming, the young men immediately perked up.

The old man looked at everyone sternly, and then asked in a stern voice: "Why, no one needs to guard the Gongfa Pavilion anymore? Have you forgotten the importance of the Gongfa Pavilion?"

"Ancestor, we will never dare to do that again!"

Hearing the old man's scolding, several young men were so scared that they fell to their knees.

This old man is one of the ancestors of the Feng family. His cultivation has reached the level of Wu Hou. He is also the caretaker of the Feng family's martial arts pavilion. With such a status and cultivation, how can the younger generation of the Feng family not be afraid?

"Go back and be on guard!"

The Feng family's ancestor scolded again, and the Feng family's younger generations returned to their respective posts in a panic.

Looking at the backs of these people, he shook his head with some disappointment. The younger generation of the Feng family was becoming more and more decadent. No wonder the young emperor dared to take action against them.

However, as a dying man, why should I worry about my family?

He smiled self-deprecatingly, then turned around and prepared to leave.

The moment he turned around, he suddenly felt a chill on his neck. He subconsciously wanted to say something, but found that he suddenly lost the ability to speak.

He turned his head with difficulty and saw a man in special armor standing behind him with a sneer on his face. The man was holding a dagger in his hand, and drops of bright red blood were dripping from the dagger.

It was this dagger that cut his throat, without even giving him time to react.

Feeling the life draining from his body, the old man's heart was filled with fear. Not the fear of death, but the fear of his opponent's strength.

At his age, he actually doesn’t care much about life and death. Instead, he cares more about his family and descendants.

What he was thinking in his mind was that despite his powerful cultivation in the Wu Hou realm, he was killed without even knowing how the other party had done it. This was an unimaginable level of power.

His last thought before his consciousness faded was that the Feng family had offended someone they could not afford to offend.

However, he had no way to spread the news, nor could he stop the Feng family from opposing Xiao Chen, because his life was over.

When the old man died silently, several shadow guards who were originally hiding in the ancient trees or on the eaves began to quietly kill the people guarding the Gongfa Pavilion without making the slightest sound.

Even after the death of those who were guarding the Kung Fu Pavilion, they did not know that their companions had actually set out on the journey with them.

The same scene also happened quietly in the martial arts pavilions of the Guo and Shen families.

…

In front of the Feng family’s gate, hundreds of children from the three major families continued to gather here.

Huo Qubing gave the three great families half an hour, which was enough for them to accumulate a number of people no less than that of the Huben Army.

But Huo Qubing acted as if he didn't see any of this.

He still sat on the dragon horse with his eyes closed, waiting for half an hour to pass.

"Brother Feng, do you feel something is wrong?"

Looking at Huo Qubing who was not in a hurry at all, Shen Guzhi suddenly asked.

The war is approaching, even if Huo Qubing is confident of winning, he should still show some nervousness as before a war!

But now, he seems so calm and composed, as if he is waiting for something?

The heads of the three great families were all shrewd and calculating people. When they heard Shen Guzhi's reminder, more thoughts came to their minds.

Suddenly, Feng Buping thought of a key thing, and immediately exclaimed: "Oh no, something might have happened to the Gongfa Pavilion!"

As soon as he said this, Shen Guzhi and Guo Fenghua both looked shocked.

"Quick, send someone to the Kung Fu Pavilion to take a look!"

Just when Feng Buping was about to send someone to the Kung Fu Pavilion, Huo Qubing suddenly opened his eyes.

"Three Patriarchs, half an hour is up!"

Huo Qubing's cold words not only stopped Feng Buping's plan, but also made the whole depressing atmosphere full of gunpowder.

Has an hour passed so quickly?

Seeing that Huo Qubing was about to take action, Feng Buping did not arrange any more people to investigate. Instead, he narrowed his eyes and looked at Huo Qubing dangerously.

Huo Qubing didn't care about his gaze, but said calmly: "Three family heads, you don't seem to be ready to disband the family!"

At this point, Feng Buping didn't plan to waste any more time talking to Huo Qubing. He laughed angrily and said, "Young man, you are really too arrogant. We are going to teach you a lesson today!"

As soon as the voice fell, more than 2,000 disciples from the three major families all drew their weapons, and then shouted loudly: "Protect the family and kill the powerful enemy!"

"Protect the family and kill the powerful enemy!"

"Protect the family and kill the powerful enemy!"

Each of these shouting disciples can be said to be a martial arts genius, and their realm is higher than that of people of the same age. At the same time, the impact caused by waving their arms and shouting is still very strong.

If an ordinary person faced this kind of situation, he would have already become afraid before the battle even started.

But Huo Qubing led the Huben Army, an invincible and unstoppable army.

The grand scenes they had witnessed were far from comparable to this low-level demonstration.

“Swish!”

A cold light flashed in Huo Qubing's eyes, and he drew out the black iron sword he was wearing at his waist.

The long sword pointed directly at the troops of the three great families, and he said angrily: "Hu Ben Corps, listen to my order, and kill the traitors with all your strength!"