Myriad Realms Summoning System

The five recognized martial masters of Shenjian Peak, in addition to the sect leader Feng Ming, are the great elder Ling Luoshui, the second elder Fan Jiu, the third elder Zhu Yun, and the great elder of the law enforcement team, Wang Qi.

Among these five people, Fan Jiu has the lowest cultivation level, which is a one-star Martial Master, Ling Luoshui has the highest cultivation level, which is a four-star Martial Master, and Wang Qi and Zhu Yun are both two-star Martial Masters.

As for the sect leader Feng Ming, he is a three-star martial arts master!

The existence of these five powerful martial masters is the capital for Shenjian Peak to dominate Wuliang Province.

At this moment, Wang Qi and A Fei had no idea where their fight was going, while Beidou Sword Saint Qian was fighting with Fan Jiu, who had transformed into a fire giant.

On the Divine Sword Peak side, the only ones who had not yet taken action were Feng Ming, Ling Luoshui and Zhu Yun, three powerful martial arts masters.

"Catch the leader first. Elder Zhu, go and capture that kid," Ling Luoshui ordered.

As the strongest man in Shenjian Peak, Ling Luoshui completely ignored the sect leader Feng Ming on the high platform and gave orders directly to Zhu Yun.

Although Feng Ming was very dissatisfied with Ling Luoshui's behavior of exceeding his authority, he did not want to cause too much trouble with a powerful enemy at hand, so he could only let Ling Luoshui do whatever he wanted.

As Ling Luoshui finished speaking, Zhu Yun's martial arts aura suddenly emanated, and then his muscles quickly tensed up, and his entire body size increased a bit.

Zhu Yun is a rare physical cultivator in Wuliangzhou. His physical strength is extremely powerful. Whether it is speed or the power of qi and blood, it is enough to crush warriors of the same level.

Bang!

As Zhu Yun's aura reached its peak, his body rushed towards Xiao Chen like a cannonball in the blink of an eye. His power was so strong that even the air around him made a deafening explosion sound.

"So impressive! I heard that Elder Zhu Yun's physical strength has reached its peak. He can easily flatten a mountain. He's incredibly powerful!"

"Even space is affected by Elder Zhu Yun's power. It's hard to imagine how powerful this is!"

"This Xiao Chen is in trouble. No one can stop Elder Zhu Yun's power. He will surely die!"

…

Bang!

Just when everyone was looking down on Xiao Chen, a crimson flame suddenly burst out from the sky, and a strong man of equally tall and burly stature collided with Zhu Yun.

The two men's fists collided, and the space slowly shattered like glass. With the last explosion, the two men were knocked back at the same time.

"ah……"

The storm created by the collision of the two fists swept in several martial kings from the Divine Sword Peak and the zombies under the Corpse-Driving Demon, crushing them to pieces.

"cut!"

The corpse-driving demon who controlled the zombies showed a trace of depression on his face. The zombies he controlled had to have complete bodies. Once they were crushed, even he would be unable to restore control and could only give up.

Fortunately, after such a long battle, many disciples of Shenjian Peak died again. He could plant poisonous insects in these new corpses and control them again.

In short, as long as there are a steady stream of corpses generated here, the Corpse-Driving Demon will be invincible in this group battle, unless Wu Zun kills him.

After the two figures exchanged punches, Zhu Yun retreated nearly a hundred steps, while the person who fought with him retreated nearly two hundred steps. He was obviously in the upper hand.

But he didn't feel any joy. Instead, he looked at the burly man in front of him with a serious expression and said in a deep voice: "You are also a physical cultivator? And you are a physical cultivator at the Martial Honor Realm."

"What? This person is also a Martial Honor Realm physical cultivator?"

"How is it possible? There is actually a second Martial Honor Realm physical cultivator in Wuliang State. Isn't there only Zhu Yun?"

"It seems that the Taoist sect that Xiao Chen belongs to is not a pushover either. They already have three Martial Masters!"

…

The one who blocked Zhu Yun was none other than Qi Zhen Shan He Zhen, who was famous for his strength among the Eight Prodigies.

Relying on the strength of a one-star martial arts master, he blocked the physical cultivator Zhu Yun of a two-star martial arts master head-on. Although he was at a disadvantage, it was enough to show how powerful Zhen was.

Zhen shook his somewhat numb arms, secretly shocked by Zhu Yun's great strength, but on the surface he showed no sign of weakness. He looked at Zhu Yun and roared, "The Taoist guardian, whose aura shakes the mountains and rivers, please teach me."

Zhu Yun had never heard of Zhen's name, but he did not look down on him. Instead, he looked at Zhen and said, "Your strength is indeed very strong, but after all, you are only a one-star martial master. It is not enough to stop me. Back off!"

"What about one more person?"

As soon as Zhu Yun finished speaking, the white-haired and dark-skinned Nandao Quan Hao Dui flew to Zhen's side and stood shoulder to shoulder with him.

"And me!"

Appearing at the same time as Dui was a woman with a ferocious face and a scar on her face. She was none other than Wanqi Guizong Xun, one of the Eight Prodigies.

"You are all Martial Lords!"

After these two people appeared, Zhu Yun finally couldn't remain calm anymore. Although these three people were only one-star martial masters, he would be under a lot of pressure if he had to fight one against three.

"The Taoist guardian, Nandao Quan Haodui!"

"The Taoist guardian, all the energy returns to Zongxun!"

"The Taoist guardian, his aura shakes the mountains and rivers!"

“Please advise!”

Three geniuses from the Eight Divisions stood side by side, and then three powerful auras belonging to the Martial Honor Realm burst out, causing all the spectators to open their eyes wide.

"I, am I dazzled? Wu Zun again?"

"When did Martial Honored Ones become so worthless? They're running away one by one. With these three now included, there must be five of them on Xiao Chen's side!"

"No matter who this Xiao Chen is, or what the Daoist school is, he can produce so many martial masters. From today on, his name will be known throughout the Wuliang Province, and even the Tiansheng Divine Dynasty!"

"What I'm curious about now is how Shenjian Peak got in trouble with this evil star. It must be that the dandy Feng Jue is causing trouble again, and his lust has taken over his brain!"

…

When the five martial masters appeared, everyone was shocked. This was definitely the level of top forces.

Not only these guests, Ling Luoshui also had a very ugly expression on his face. He knew before that the opponent that Shenjian Peak had provoked this time should be quite powerful, but he never expected that he would be so strong.

He glanced at Feng Ming angrily and shouted, "You really gave birth to a good son."

But at this point, Feng Ming was fearless. He said expressionlessly, "Great Elder, now is not the time to argue about this. What we need to think about now is how to repel the enemy. We can deal with other things later!"

Ling Luoshui snorted coldly and said, "This matter is not over yet. When it is over, I will propose to the old sect leader to revoke Young Master Feng Jue's qualifications."

After saying this, without even looking at Feng Ming's expression, he prepared to take action himself to capture Xiao Chen.

"ah……"

But before he could say anything, Wang Qi, who had fought with Ah Fei for a hundred miles, flew back from a very far distance, accompanied by screams.

Bang!

His body fell heavily on the platform, leaving a bottomless dent on it.

He kept vomiting blood, his body was covered with sword wounds, and the spear that was at the level of a heavenly soldier was actually broken into two pieces.

"Elder Wang Qi!"

This scene made Feng Ming and Ling Luoshui exclaim at the same time, but before they could get close to Wang Qi, a purple sword beam that was a hundred feet long, with unparalleled power, fell from the sky and struck Wang Qi.