Myriad Realms Summoning System

"No, no, no, you can't kill me. I am one of the four city lords of Supreme City. If you kill me, Supreme City and the entire demon clan will not let you go. By then, even if you are a demigod, you will not be able to escape death," the Ghost Supreme threatened in a stern but cowardly manner.

But Wuming ignored him and slashed out a purple light from the Hero Sword, leaving a transparent wound on the shadow of the Ghost Supreme.

Then, the sword wound continued to expand on the body of Ghost Supreme, and Ghost Supreme watched his body continue to dissipate.

He tried hard to circulate the spiritual power in his body, wanting to gather the part of his body that had disappeared, because he was now in a ghost state. Unfortunately, the wound was contaminated with divine power, and the negative energy could not gather there.

"Ah, just wait, Supreme City and the demons will not let you go! I'll wait for you in hell!"

After countless failed attempts, the Ghost Supreme finally gave up. He no longer wasted his energy trying to condense his true form because he knew he was doomed.

brush!

The Ghost Supreme finally disappeared and turned into a wisp of green smoke in the deep starry sky. Once the Ghost Supreme was killed after his physical body became empty, even the means possessed by ordinary strong people with primordial spirits, such as using their primordial spirits to leave their bodies to save their lives, could not be used. He was completely dead.

"The Supreme is dead, how is this possible!"

"It's over! The Supreme is dead. How can we defeat such an opponent? Run for your lives!"

"People from the Demon Clan, run away!"

The death of Ghost Supreme caused the demon warriors who were fighting against the warriors of Tianluo Continent to completely lose their will to fight, and they fled in all directions.

The warriors of Tianluo Continent would not miss such a good opportunity and rushed towards them one after another. The situation on the battlefield changed drastically in an instant. The two sides, which were originally evenly matched, now had the upper hand from Tianluo Continent.

After Wuming killed the Ghost Supreme, he came to Xiao Chen and said, "I have fulfilled my mission!"

Xiao Chen nodded, glanced at the demon warriors who were fleeing into the distance, and said to Wuming, "Senior Wuming, I'll leave those low-level warriors from Qingluo Continent to you. Go and kill them!"

The leader of the demon clan is dead, and the number of Martial Emperors around Xiao Chen has gained the upper hand. Wuming can free up his hands to deal with those weaklings.

Wuming glanced at the warriors below the Martial Emperor level from the Qingluo Continent who were fighting against the warriors from the Tianluo Continent, and felt a little hesitant. It was difficult for him to attack these weaklings, given Wuming's chivalrous nature.

But after a moment, he sighed helplessly, with a hint of determination in his eyes.

Let's get started! We can't be soft-hearted at this moment. If we can get rid of those people sooner, there will be fewer casualties on the Tianluo Continent. This is war.

"Oh no, he's going to slaughter the low-level warriors!"

Seeing the murderous intent in Wuming's eyes, Emperor Kuangge's eyelids twitched suddenly, and the other people were also shocked. A Martial Emperor joining the battle of warriors below the Martial Emperor was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. There was no suspense about the outcome.

But just as he finished speaking, Nie Feng, who was fighting with him, said coldly: "You can't be distracted while fighting me."

"It's over, get out of the way!"

Emperor Kuangge was suddenly startled, roared wildly, and then fled away desperately.

The other four also felt a chill on their backs, and a deep sense of crisis surged from the depths of their hearts. This was a strong sense of danger that only came from being a perfect Martial Emperor and having experienced thousands of battles.

The four of them reacted very quickly. The moment Emperor Kuangge dodged and flew away, they also fled into the distance at the same time.

But their speed was still half a second slower. Nie Feng held the Snow Drinking Mad Knife in both hands, and one strike of his knife could reach a distance of a thousand miles. No matter how fast these people were, they were still a few seconds slower than the blade of the Snow Drinking Mad Knife.

"ah……"

Several screams were heard. Jue Wujiang, who already had one arm, looked even more miserable this time.

Half of his body was touched by the sword light, and then only half of his body was left trembling in the starry sky. He was originally a powerful martial emperor who had comprehended the way of the sword, but in front of Nie Feng's crazy sword way, he had no ability to fight back.

A super genius of the younger generation of Qingluo Continent, a peerless master on the Heavenly Ranking, known as a prodigy who has the potential to challenge one of the Nine Emperors of the Nine Emperors Palace, but he was beaten into this state by Nie Feng. Of course, this does not mean that he is too weak. After all, as the Nine Emperors, Emperor Kuang Ge's situation is not much better than his. He just runs faster.

At this moment, except for Emperor Kuang Ge and Shifang Liusu who was good at speed, the other three were not feeling well. The Tiger Clan Martial Emperor of the Tianyao Divine Dynasty had amazing defense, but was still chopped all over by Nie Feng's sword. Blood oozed from the wounds, dyeing his entire body red.

The worst-off one was Jue Wujiang's second junior brother, who lost his life. Under this knife, he was completely turned into cannon fodder. Poor powerful man of his generation, with the cultivation level as high as eight-star Martial Emperor, was strangled to death by Nie Feng without even emitting a bit of light or heat.

The Divine Court sent three Martial Emperors this time, but one died and one was injured. This was an unprecedented devastating defeat. Even the Divine Court could not afford to lose a powerful Martial Emperor!

The entire Divine Court, including the Divine Lord Wudao, has less than ten Martial Emperors, and many of the remaining ones are only Martial Emperors below five stars.

The remaining half of Jue Wujiang's body was trembling in the vast starry sky, and it was unclear whether he was angry or scared.

"hiss……"

Emperor Chen, who had not taken action, took a breath of cold air. Who on earth was this Nie Feng? He was so powerful that he could face five Martial Emperors alone and easily gain the upper hand. Fortunately, he did not take action, otherwise he would have lost his life.

Now it seems that the story of Nie Feng defeating the Lord of the Divine Court, Divine Lord Wudao, may not be false.

"What's going on? Why are the wounds on my body..."

At this time, the Tiger Clan Martial Emperor, whose body was covered with dense wounds and injured by the sword energy emitted from the blade of Nie Feng's Snow Drinking Mad Knife, frowned slightly.

The tiger warriors are not only physically strong, but also have strong self-healing abilities. As long as they are given time, the scars they suffered in battle can be completely healed.

But now he has left the battle and has used all his spiritual energy to his full potential, so why haven't these wounds healed?

"General Hu, come back! You are no match for him! This man is also a demigod!"

"What? He's also a demigod!"

When Emperor Chen heard Shen Wu's words, his eyes almost popped out. How could another demigod appear? The look he gave Nie Feng was full of disbelief.

This is a demigod!

There are quite a few Martial Emperors in the Qingluo Continent, but there are only four or five demigods in public, and only two of them appeared in the Tianluo Continent.

However, the Crown Prince Shenwu of the Tianyao Divine Dynasty has always been extremely mysterious, and his words are definitely not wrong.

No wonder Nie Feng could fight five people alone, it turns out he is also a demigod.

The Tiger Clan's Martial Emperor finally understood why the wounds on his body could not heal. It turned out that the wounds were caused by divine power and could not be repaired by spiritual power.

Xiao Chen looked at the Nine-Dragon Divine Chariot in surprise. He didn't expect that the guy inside could also see it.

Nie Feng did not deny his identity as a demigod, but said coldly: "The four of you deserve to die too."

As he spoke, he raised the Snow Drinking Mad Knife in his hand.

Jue Wujiang was almost scared to death when he saw Nie Feng raising his long sword again. He had completely lost his former charm.

In panic, he shouted in fear, "Master, help me!"