Myriad Realms Summoning System
Chapter Summary
"Evil heretic, return my brother's life to me!" Seeing his brother being drained of blood by Wei Yixiao and the dignified King of Martial Arts dying in such a tragic way, Luo Xing was extremely furious and jumped towards Wei Yixiao to kill him. "Hehe, here comes another one who's not afraid of death!" Wei Yixiao smiled coldly, then turned into a stream of green light again and rushed towards Luo Xing quickly. Even I can't hurt him in a head-on battle!" Chi Feng's evaluation of Wei Yixiao cast a ...
Wei Yixiao's sudden appearance surprised everyone, and his vicious method of sucking people into mummies in an instant was also chilling.
"Evil heretic, return my brother's life to me!"
Seeing his brother being drained of blood by Wei Yixiao and the dignified King of Martial Arts dying in such a tragic way, Luo Xing was extremely furious and jumped towards Wei Yixiao to kill him.
"Hehe, here comes another one who's not afraid of death!"
Wei Yixiao smiled coldly, then turned into a stream of green light again and rushed towards Luo Xing quickly.
"They really don't know how to live or die. The Luo family is still as stupid as ever, haha!"
Seeing Luo Xing rushing towards Wei Yixiao, Xiao Chen, who was standing on a big tree watching the show, curled up the corner of his mouth in a sneer.
Wei Yixiao's cultivation level is as high as the eight-star Martial King, while the aura Luo Xing just displayed is only that of a seven-star Martial King at most. What can he use to fight Wei Yixiao?
Tian Yan and other subordinates of Xiao Chen looked at each other. When did His Majesty have such a sinister, vicious and cruel King Wu under his command?
Long Xue narrowed her eyes slightly, trying to see Wei Yixiao's figure clearly, and asked, "Senior Chifeng, how strong is this person who calls himself Wei Yixiao?"
Chi Feng's face showed a trace of solemnity, and he said: "Such an exaggerated speed is definitely the best in the Martial King Realm. Even I can't hurt him in a head-on battle!"
Chi Feng's evaluation of Wei Yixiao cast a shadow over the hearts of the nine Martial Kings behind Long Xue, who were already extremely surprised by Wei Yixiao's arrival.
Chi Feng was known as the best among the top ten masters, but even he was not sure of defeating the opponent, let alone these people. Moreover, this Wei Yixiao was showing the behavior of a demon and monster, and it seemed that he had no good intentions.
Long Xue glanced at the people behind him, then said calmly: "Seniors, don't worry too much. Although this person has unparalleled speed, his cultivation is only an eight-star martial king after all. He can only save his life."
Chi Feng nodded. Speed could indeed make Wei Yixiao invincible, but it was wishful thinking for him to kill a strong man like himself by jumping levels.
"Son, judging by this man's behavior, he seems to be a demonic martial artist. If we can win him over to our Zhuan Lun Sect, our trip to the underworld will be even more successful!"
Xue Li looked at Wei Yixiao greedily and suggested to Xue Changtian beside him that the Zhuanlun Sect would naturally covet such a cruel master of magic.
Although the other martial king of the Wheel Religion who was standing beside Xue Li hadn't spoken a word, one could tell from the strong interest on his face that he was also very tempted.
Xue Changtian nodded heavily and said, "I understand. I will definitely win him over!"
It was not only the Wheel-Turning Sect that had this idea. The Heavenly Snake Sect and the Holy Fire Sect, which were also demonic forces, were also very interested in Wei Yixiao and began to think about how to win over Wei Yixiao, a top master.
However, just when everyone's eyes were on Wei Yixiao, Long Xue's beautiful eyes were on Xiao Chen. Others might have forgotten what Wei Yixiao said when she appeared, but she did not forget.
"Haha, old man, prepare to die!"
Wei Yixiao laughed strangely, and then his body disappeared from everyone's sight out of thin air.
When he appeared again, he had already approached Luo Xing and slapped him with a fierce palm.
The suppression in cultivation level made Wei Yixiao not choose to rely on speed to fight guerrilla warfare, but to use the cultivation level of an eight-star martial king to crush Luo Xing head-on.
Wei Yixiao's Ice Palm is extremely powerful. After arriving in this world, it has gained a huge attribute bonus. A light slap of his palm seems to be able to freeze the entire world. The cold air directly makes the entire surface of Longtan Mountain seem to be covered with a layer of frost.
The low-level warriors who were watching the battle from afar also felt a strong chill and couldn't help shivering.
“So strong!”
Originally, Luo Xing was going to kill Wei Yixiao first, but Wei Yixiao's superb speed allowed him to get in front of Luo Xing first.
Looking at Wei Yixiao with a sinister smile on his face, Luo Xing suddenly showed an expression of extreme horror, and hurriedly wanted to resist with his palm.
But Wei Yixiao's speed was too fast. Luo Xing had not had time to completely gather all the true energy in his body, so he could only hastily strike out with his palm to meet the attack.
"No, big brother is in danger!"
Seeing that Wei Yixiao and Luo Xing were about to confront each other, another Martial King beside Luo Xing felt the threat to his life, and he immediately attacked Wei Yixiao.
Although his speed was not as fast as Wei Yixiao's, he was still a powerful Martial King after all. In the blink of an eye, he was beside Wei Yixiao and slapped him with his palm.
But there was no fear on Wei Yixiao's face. The cold air spread from his body to the surroundings. At the same time, he slapped Luo Xing without any pause.
Snap!
The sound of ice freezing everything was heard, and the Luo family's Wu Wang, who had attempted to launch a sneak attack on Wei Yixiao, was directly frozen into an ice sculpture, with a look of despair still on his face.
Wei Yixiao's icy palm was about to face Luo Xing, and the two palms were less than five fingers apart.
As long as the two of them face off, Luo Xing will definitely die with the power of the Ice Palm.
But at this critical moment, a silver sword shot directly towards the place where the two men were facing each other.
This sword is incredibly fast, and the strong sword intent carried on the tip of the sword makes it even more indestructible. Even Wei Yixiao does not dare to confront it head-on.
Anyone who can unleash such a sword must have a cultivation level no lower than an eight-star martial king, or even higher.
Wei Yixiao's figure flashed and disappeared in front of Luo Xing at the moment before the palm strike.
When he appeared again, his figure had retreated a hundred steps away from Luo Xing.
But when he retreated, he hit the Luo family's King Wu who was frozen into an ice sculpture behind him.
The body of the Luo family's martial king turned into ice crystals all over the sky as the ice sculpture shattered.
Even if King Wu had a strong vitality, this guy would definitely not survive, and there would not even be a complete corpse.
Faced with sudden danger, Wei Yixiao was not only able to retreat calmly, but he was even able to take the life of a Martial King while retreating. He once again refreshed everyone's perception of speed.
"Third brother!"
Luo Xing luckily escaped the disaster, but his miserable voice echoed over Longtan Mountain.
The Luo family lost another Martial King. This time they came to Longtan Mountain with great expectations and even sent three Martial Kings, but they were the first to suffer a heavy blow.
Two of the three Martial Kings died in the blink of an eye, leaving only the distraught Luo Xing.
At this time, those ordinary warriors who were used to the arrogance and domineering behavior of the Luo family suddenly discovered that the Luo family, which they regarded as a behemoth, could also be so vulnerable.
This is indeed a world where the strong prey on the weak. As long as you have the strength, you can ignore all the rules.
However, this thought only lasted for a moment, and everyone's attention was focused on Feng Yang.
He stood there with a faint smile, the slender silver sword already in his hand again. The one who had just rescued Luo Xing was none other than Feng Yang from the Qiantian Sect.