Invincible Emperor Summoning System

"Your Majesty has a good eye, this sword has entered the Tao, and is worthy of His Majesty's sword!"

Ou Yezi evaluated the sword objectively, with a serious expression and a loud voice.

"This is still my treasure!" Shengzi shouted loudly, the black sword was suspended in the sky, and the tip of the sword was facing Yue Chen from afar.

"It's okay, it will be mine soon." Yue Chen smiled brightly, in stark contrast to the haze on Shengzi's face.

"Ah!" At this moment, the super expert who was fighting with Zhao Yun was pierced through the head by Zhao Yun, and let out an earth-shattering scream.

"Dead wood!" Kun Wu roared, using his power, and slapped the high priest flying.

Dead Wood is one of Kunwu's four great generals. Although he is not a war emperor, he has the strength of a war emperor, and he is also the most talented among the four.

Now he is dead.

"Kill!" Zhao Yun yelled again, and the gun was like a rainstorm, stabbing at Mu Guiying's battlefield.

Three war kings are besieging Mu Guiying.

Zhao Yun flew over with a gun, and the sharp edge on the silver gun exploded, turning into countless sharp spear shadows, enveloping one of them.

The demons were terrified, and they frantically resisted with the copper hammer.

The sound of "ding ding dong dong" sounded crazily.

The next moment, the silver spear pierced through the obstacles and nailed the demon to death in the air.

The remaining two demons were terrified and fled crazily.

Mu Guiying and Zhao Yun chased him down.

The balance began to unbalance.

"Holy Son!" Huang Lao fell from the sky and stood in front of the Holy Son, with his chest heaving and gasping heavily.

"Old Huang!" Shengzi looked at his protector in disbelief. There were several deep scars on his body, one of which was close to his throat, and his throat artery was almost chopped to pieces.

His body was even covered in blood.

Pei Min and Lu Bu fell from the sky, blocking the two of them one after the other.

The clothes on the two of them were clean and stirred by the wind.

Obviously, the blood on Huang Lao's body was his own blood.

Originally, he said that he could hold the two of them back, but now it seems that he was overbearing and miscalculated the opponent's strength.

Huang Lao shouted: "Son, Lao Huang can die, but you can't. Let's go."

"Let's go?" Shengzi looked at the battlefield. For this space and to lead the demon king Kunwu back, he expended a lot of energy. Countless people in the entire Soul Refining Sect watched his performance in secret.

go now? Run away with your tail between your legs?

Seeing Shengzi hesitate, Huang Lao shouted: "Hurry up, if you don't leave, it will be too late. Lao Huang has risked his life to escort you away. Shengzi, as long as your life is still alive, everything can start all over again."

Huang Lao didn't wait for Sheng Zi to answer, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and sprayed on the black long knife.

The light on the long knife soared, fiercer than ever before.

Huang Lao's aura fell crazily, his face was withered and yellow, like an ordinary old man who was dying.

This mouthful of blood probably has been integrated into his cultivation for most of his life. At this moment, he is burning with a secret method, displaying unprecedented power.

"Be careful, Your Majesty!" Pei Min and Lu Bu shouted at the same time, and the two stood in front of Yue Chen as if they were teleporting, and their strength exploded wildly.

The bodies of the two were crazily impacted by the energy torrent, their clothes were torn, and they gritted their teeth and let out muffled groans.

The secret method of the war emperor to burn most of his life's power is too strong.

After this force passed away, Yue Chen saw the two masters in front of him, their clothes were torn, and their bodies were covered with tiny scars as if they had been cut countless times by knives.

They protected Yue Chen and Ou Yezi at the price of severe pain.

"How are you doing!" Yue Chen shouted with worry on his face.

Lu Bu said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, it's just too painful, and life is not a hindrance."

With an indifferent face, Pei Min also gasped, gritted his teeth and said, "Is this Ling Chi? It hurts."

Just words that hurt.

Yue Chen finally felt relieved.

It's just that Huang Lao disappeared with his son, and he didn't know where he went. It must have gone far, or already left this dark continent.

Then, Yue Chen's eyes widened, he pointed to the black sword flying fast in the sky, and said, "Stop it quickly."

The Holy Son suspended the sword in the air just now, because Huang Lao flew so fast that the Holy Son's reaction was a bit slower, and now the sword is flying after its owner.

Hearing this, Lu Bu and Pei Min raised their heads suddenly, resisting the severe pain, and showing a ferocious smile on their faces at the same time.

How could he not leave some price for cutting so many wounds on himself?

This sword is the price, and it is also a gift they gave to His Majesty.

Pei Min's body shot out like a sword, holding the sword in his hand, and slashed fiercely at the black sword.

A sword energy rose and landed on the black sword like lightning. The black sword vibrated crazily and its speed dropped sharply.

The hammer in Ou Yezi's hand was thrown out and hit the black sword, making the black sword tremble again.

Then Lu Bu stepped forward, Fang Tian's painted halberd slashed fiercely on the black sword, and the black sword buzzed like weeping.

The power of the Holy Son attached to the black sword was finally smashed by a halberd.

"Hahaha, good!" Yue Chen turned into lightning, appeared in front of the black sword, and grabbed the black sword.

The black sword's tentacles are cold, giving Yue Chen the feeling that he has life.

"That's great, that's great, thank you His Royal Highness Shengzi for sending the kung fu, martial arts and sword!" Yue Chen laughed loudly, the sound came rolling, if the Shengzi heard it, he would probably vomit blood again angrily.

"You, hateful human race!" In the sky, the Kunwu Demon King roared frantically.

The high priest stood in the sky with his beard covered in blood, and said loudly, "Devil King Kunwu, don't struggle anymore, the balance of war has tilted towards us humans."

In this battle, more than a dozen of Kunwu's subordinates have fallen, and most of them died in the hands of Yue Chen's masters.

Zhao Yun alone beheaded three of them, and now that Huang Lao had escaped, Pei Min and Lu Bu had freed up their hands, which was enough to wipe out Kunwu's men.

"Follow me to retreat!" Kunwu shouted, and the top platform of the stands below suddenly flew up and landed at Kunwu's feet.

The platform rotated, and a long black light bloomed.

"Go!" The demon warrior retreated wildly.

"Want to leave?" Zhao Yun stabbed the fleeing demons with his silver spear.

In the sky, Kunwu slapped Zhao Yun with his palm.

Heimang billowed, his strength was stronger and purer than that of Huang Lao.

"Be careful!" Lu Bu and Pei Min flew over, and together with Zhao Yun, the three of them blocked Kun Wu's blow.

Lu Bu took off his long bow, and the bow and arrow burst into three streamers.

The three fleeing masters of the war king were pierced by Lu Bu's three arrows.

"Damn it!" Kun Wu roared angrily, spitting out a mouthful of black light, rushing towards Lu Bu like a wave.

Lu Bu, Zhao Yun, Mu Guiying, and Pei Min were blown away by the torrent of energy.

With a wave of Kunwu's hand, the platform under his feet flew to the sky, and a light curtain hung down, wrapping many warriors in it, condensing into a powerful defensive crystal wall.

Behind the crystal wall, the Warlord Demon Race began to flee frantically.

"Let's go!" Yue Chen shouted at Ou Yezi with sharp eyes and quick hands. He was standing too far in front now, so he hurried to the back.

The high priest said loudly: "Don't let Kunwu go, I will restrain him, you attack."