Myriad Realms Summoning System

Dugu Jian took out two unparalleled swords, and his aura was completely different from just now. It seemed that at this moment he was the real invincible swordsman.

Holding two unparalleled swords, Dugu Jian took a deep breath, then raised the sword and smashed it towards Wuming, as if what he held in his hand was not a sword, but a knife.

The two swords tore through the air, stirring up the wind and clouds, which also aroused Wuming's fighting spirit. He was not willing to be outdone, and swung the heroic sword as well.

The collision of two top-grade heavenly weapons produced a whistling sound of wind and thunder, like a bolt from the blue.

The two men stood in mid-air and began to fight, their bodies thousands of feet high, and the clouds and waves kept surging.

Ding! Ding! Ding...

The two peerless swords kept hitting each other, and the sound of the collision resounded for thousands of miles. The two men had already lost themselves in the battle and only had their opponents in their eyes.

At this moment, a white light suddenly flew out from above Dugu Jian's head. It was his soul.

Wuming's pupils shrank. Could it be that Dugu Jian wanted to escape?

"Sword Twenty-Three?"

Xiao Chen exclaimed. The moment Dugu Jian's soul left his body, Xiao Chen thought of it.

Sword Twenty-Three is the last move of Dugu Jian's Holy Spirit Sword Technique in Feng Yun. In his previous life, Dugu Jian lived in a martial arts world where there was no such thing as a soul. Dugu Jian's soul has transcended the restrictions of the laws of heaven and earth when it leaves his body, so once this move is used, he will surely die.

But this world is different. When one reaches the Martial Honor Realm, one can cultivate the Primordial Spirit.

Dugu Jian's figure jumped out from the white light. The most important thing was that his soul was holding two magic swords.

Bang!

Wuming was caught off guard and was hit on the shoulder. If Dugu Jian had not remembered Xiao Chen's order, the sword would have hit Wuming's forehead. Fortunately, he had spiritual power to protect his body, and this sword relied on brute force rather than the sharpness of the sword, so it would not cause any harm to his life.

The ground sank a hundred meters, and the sound shook the heavens and the earth.

Is Dugu Jian going to win?

Xiao Chen raised his eyebrows slightly, and the other martial masters were also very curious. Could the soul also cause physical harm?

Most people would just run away after sending out their souls, unlike Dugu Jian who could attack.

At this moment, tens of thousands of silver-white swords suddenly flew out from the hundred-meter-deep pit that was smashed on the martial arts stage and stabbed directly into Dugu Jian's body.

Dugu Jian's soul quickly entered his body, and then his body flew backwards, looking ahead with a shocked expression.

"Ten thousand swords return to the sect?" Xiao Chen said secretly.

Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Origin is also Wuming's unique skill, but it is not comparable to Wang Yue's naturally gifted Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Origin.

"I didn't expect that the Holy Spirit Sword Technique had this trick!"

An unknown voice sounded, and a body floated out from the deep pit, then swung the Hero Sword and attacked Dugu Jian again. Dugu Jian, who was stunned by the shock of Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Origin, had no time to react and was knocked out again.

The two of them were already furious at this moment, and had forgotten the self-cultivation that they usually suppressed.

The two of them usually look kind, but in fact, they are not good people. When Dugu Jian was practicing Sword Twenty-Three, he was almost heartless and without love.

Wuming also challenged all the major sects and killed all the leaders of the eight major sects.

Both of them are ruthless people!

"Your Majesty, do you need my help?"

Pojun came to Xiao Chen and asked, he didn't want to help, he just wanted to find an excuse to join the battle.

"Don't interfere!"

Xiao Chen shouted in a deep voice, this is the coronation ceremony, if people are allowed to interfere, won’t it turn into a joke?

But his eyes still flickered. If the two of them really fought madly and lost their minds, he had to stop them.

At this moment, Dugu Jian, who had been gradually controlled by the demon of killing, roared angrily, and his two unparalleled swords violently blocked the heroic sword that was coming at him. His eyes were bloodshot, like a ferocious beast, which was extremely terrifying.

Wuming was also filled with murderous intent. He turned around and came behind Dugu Jian. He became stronger and stronger in the battle, and his speed was faster than at the beginning, which could not be measured by common sense.

Wow...

There was a gust of wind by his ears, and the thousands of light and shadow swords created by Wanjian Guizong stopped by Dugu Jian's ears. The violent wind blew Dugu Jian's hair into the air.

The picture seemed to be frozen, and the nameless body merged into the thousands of lightsabers, and unknowingly floated behind Dugu Jian, holding the Hero Sword in one hand.

Dugu Jian's face was filled with violence, his muscles were tense, and his expression seemed to be unwilling.

"You lose!"

Wuming whispered in Dugu Jian's ear. He had already suppressed the murderous intent in his heart.

Dugu Jian's eyes flashed with resentment and indignation, but he still forced himself to suppress his ruthlessness. Finally, he took a deep breath, bowed, and said, "I lost!"

"Brother Dugu, you are holding back. I know that the power of Sword Twenty-Three is definitely not just this. I heard that Sword Twenty-Three is divided into Sword Twenty-Three that Destroys Heaven and Earth and Sword Twenty-Three that Destroys Six Times and Has No Self. The one you just used is just the most common one," Wuming waved his hand.

Dugu Jian did not deny it. The two of them just smiled at each other, and with that smile, they put aside their grudges and turned to fly towards Xiao Chen.

At this point, the sword fight ended.

On the palace tower, Gao Jianli sighed, "The swordsmanship of these two has reached the pinnacle, far beyond the reach of us. If only they could give me some guidance..."

Wei Zhuang said with a wicked smile, "There will be a chance. This is a good opportunity to become stronger."

At this time, Xiao Chen slowly stood up and said with a smile to all the spectators around the martial arts stage: "The competition is over, how about this entertainment program?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the viewing platform, which had been eerily silent, suddenly erupted into thunderous cheers.

"It's amazing! This battle is earth-shattering!"

"The Nameless Heavenly Sword is so cool!"

"The title of Sword Saint is well-deserved!"

"They are all the empire's sword masters!"

All the spectators roared with excitement, especially those from the three tribes who practiced swordsmanship. They had now all joined Xiao Chen and were members of the Great Zhou Empire. They might be able to receive guidance from the two in the future. At the same time, they also had a sense of belonging to Xiao Chen.

People in this world admire the strong. The strength that Xiao Chen has shown now is enough to make them forget the racial differences. As the saying goes, people always strive for higher goals.

The martial masters of the human and barbarian tribes remained silent, still not recovering from the shock. The strength of Wuming and Dugu Jian made them despair.

It now seems that the Great Zhou Empire does not need to negotiate conditions with them at all, and wherever the war goes, rivers of blood will flow.

"I have failed to live up to your majesty's high expectations!" Dugu Jian came in front of Xiao Chen and bowed.

At this moment, both he and Wuming were covered in blood and looked extremely miserable.

Xiao Chen shook his head and smiled, comforting him: "I didn't say I would let you win. Your performance did not embarrass me."

After saying this, he nodded to Wuming, then walked forward and said to the people on the surrounding viewing platforms: "Everyone, today's Enthronement Hall ends here. The Gate of Two Worlds will open soon. I beg you to stay here for the next few days. When the Gate of Two Worlds opens, I will fight against the powerful enemies from outside the domain with you, and protect the peace of Tianluo Continent. Tianluo Continent will never be enslaved!"

"Tianluo Continent, we will never be slaves!"

"Defeat the invaders!"

"Long live His Majesty, we will obey His Majesty's orders!"

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For a moment, the warriors of all races on the viewing platform looked up to the sky and roared, their morale high.