Myriad Realms Summoning System

Asking for the way on the cliff of Chaoyang Peak.

Xiaomeng stood alone under the evergreen tree, looking into the distance with a dazed look.

"Sister Xiaomeng, why don't you go and see Xiao Chen off?" Lin Qingshuang asked.

Xiao Meng seemed to be intentionally training Lin Qingshuang. After she came back from Sifang City, Xiao Meng asked Mo Da to take her to the Asking Dao Cliff and began to teach her how to practice.

Xiao Meng withdrew her gaze, turned back and walked towards the simple attic, and said in a slightly hazy voice: "People are leaving soon, what's there to give them as a gift?"

Looking at Xiaomeng's back as she returned to the room, Lin Qingshuang pouted and murmured, "You said you didn't think about it, otherwise why would you be so angry!"

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"Xiao Chen, where are we going now?" Long Xue asked after leaving Chaoyang Peak.

At this moment, they were thousands of miles away from Chaoyang Peak, and there were no people around.

Xiao Chen smiled and said, "Anywhere is fine, as long as there aren't many people around!"

"There's a fight ahead!"

At this moment, Tian Yan suddenly whispered in Xiao Chen's ear, and the other Martial King Realm masters also frowned, obviously they had noticed it too.

Xiao Chen narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Let's go and take a look!"

Anyway, he had Dian Qing by his side, so he wasn't too worried about anyone hurting him. Besides, there was still some time before he left Shura Continent, and he had nothing to do anyway, so he might as well join in the fun.

Xiao Chen agreed to go, and Long Xue certainly had no objection. A group of dozens of people flew towards the battle place that Tian Yan mentioned.

When they were about ten miles away from that place, Xiao Chen paused slightly and couldn't help but mutter to himself, "Sure enough, there are people fighting, and the commotion is quite loud. Senior Dian Qing, how is it?"

Dian Qing said solemnly: "Judging from their auras, they should be a seven-star martial master and an eight-star martial master, but I should be able to handle them both!"

Xiao Chen was surprised. He didn't expect that the two people in the battle were so strong. Besides the Divine Sword Peak that had been destroyed, there were such masters in Wuliangzhou?

"No, one of them is... Li Xunhuan!"

Just when Xiao Chen was surprised, Dian Qing suddenly changed his voice, which made Xiao Chen's heart move.

Dian Qing had fought with Li Xunhuan before, so he was very familiar with Li Xunhuan's aura.

In other words, the Seven-Star Martial Master currently in battle was Li Xun Huan. Then, who was the Eight-Star Martial Master? Xiao Chen's curiosity grew even stronger.

Unable to contain his curiosity, Xiao Chen said to his subordinates, "Quick, let's go and take a look."

It was only ten miles away, but Xiao Chen and others arrived in the blink of an eye. Then, they saw two people fighting fiercely in the sky.

These two people are completely at the opposite extremes. Li Xunhuan is dressed in white and has a bright and extraordinary temperament, while the swordsman who fights against him is dressed in black and has a gloomy temperament.

Although Xiao Chen did not recognize this black-clad swordsman, he always felt as if he had seen him somewhere.

After Xiao Chen appeared, Li Xunhuan, who was fighting, also noticed them. However, after seeing that the person coming was Xiao Chen, he was not worried and focused his attention again on the battle with the black-clothed swordsman.

Li Huai, who was hiding in a tree and nervously watching the battle, flew over in surprise when he saw Xiao Chen appear, and shouted happily, "Young Master!"

Xiao Chen nodded and asked, "Li Huai, who is this person? How did you fight with him?"

Li Huai's face suddenly turned bitter when he heard this, and he said helplessly: "Who knows who he is? As soon as he saw my grandfather, he said that my grandfather was very strong and insisted on sparring with him, and then the two of them started fighting!"

There is such a thing, Li Xunhuan's luck is really bad! Xiao Chen complained in his heart.

No matter who it is, it would not be easy to be entangled by such a powerful opponent.

However, Xiao Chen didn't want to meddle in other people's business. The black-clothed swordsman only wanted to spar with Li Xunhuan, and the two were not mortal enemies. Otherwise, Xiao Chen would definitely help him because Li Xunhuan had saved him.

At this moment, he and his men were more focused on the battle between the two men in the sky.

Battles of this level are rare.

At this moment, Li Xunhuan was holding a silver-white flying knife that emitted a cold light in his hand, and a faint blue ice lotus-like aura surrounded the flying knife.

"Haha, let me experience your flying knife!" The black-clad swordsman laughed.

Then, the strange sword in his hand, which seemed to be surrounded by demonic energy, began to hum.

"One sword, three ultimates!"

The black-clad swordsman let out a long roar, and then the mysterious and strange long sword split into three. The three flying swords, filled with demonic energy, could attack from a distance and defend from close range. The three sword formations they formed were invincible.

However, at this moment, Li Xunhuan was not afraid at all, but the flying knife in his hand became even darker in blue.

clang!

The black-clad swordsman took the lead, and the long sword with the most demonic energy in the three-sword formation broke through the air and chased after Li Xunhuan.

Taking into account both long and short distances, and being flexible and adaptable, this is the advantage of the black-clad swordsman's sword-wielding technique.

For a moment, Xiao Chen felt that the sword-controlling skills of the black-clothed swordsman were similar to his own, except that the sword-controlling skills he practiced came from the world of cultivation and had a higher artistic conception.

Seeing the flying sword, Li Xunhuan's expression changed slightly, and then his white clothes shook, and with the sound of rapid lightning, he quickly distanced himself from the black-clothed swordsman.

However, in terms of lightness and speed, this black-clad swordsman is not inferior to Li Xunhuan at all. After all, he has the cultivation level of an eight-star martial master and has no obvious weaknesses in any aspect.

However, if the black-clad swordsman wants to control the flying sword while chasing, his speed will inevitably be greatly reduced.

Although his flying sword, which was divided into three parts, came from the same source and could be controlled remotely with his unique secret technique, it would inevitably require a lot of effort.

Soon, the distance between the black-clad swordsman and Li Xunhuan was widened.

"This swordsman's three flying swords originate from one body, like sisters with one heart, and can be controlled at will. Once they form a three-sword formation, their power is even more powerful."

Li Xunhuan has realized that the advantage of the black-clad swordsman's martial arts lies in the mystery of his three swords.

The power of the Three Swords Formation is so terrifying that even he would be defeated in a head-on confrontation.

Whoosh…

Li Xunhuan swung the flying knife in his hand quickly. The sound of lightning and wind whistling was sharp and piercing, almost breaking the sound barrier, and stabbed towards the black-clothed swordsman.

Horrifying cold currents emanated from the blade, mixed with the roar of lightning, colliding with the flying sword of the black-clad swordsman.

One, two, three.

With every clash, the black-clad swordsman's body stiffened slightly. The erosion of the cold current and electric current made him feel a little uncomfortable.

However, this is enough to show how powerful he is. When Li Xunhuan killed Shangguan Jinhong, he only used three flying knives. Although there was an element of trickery in it, it was enough to show how powerful his flying knives were.

But now, his flying knives could not hurt the swordsman opposite at all. This swordsman was definitely stronger than Shangguan Jinhong.

"Dressed in black, carrying a strange magic sword, even stronger than Shangguan Jinhong, could this guy be..."

Xiao Chen looked at the two people fighting fiercely in the air, constantly thinking about the identity of the black-clothed swordsman. Suddenly, a name popped up in his mind.

Yan Shisan!