Invincible Emperor Summoning System

Tens of thousands of troops surrounded the palace.

The sword is unsheathed and the bow is strung.

In the palace, countless civil and military officials poured out.

Yue Chen saw that among the civil and military officials, some old men were wearing clothes similar to those of Elder Yin, and he smiled coldly, and said, "It turned out that they all came here. Not bad, it just happened to be a pot."

"Yue Chen!" A roar resounded in the crowd, an old man in golden armor stood in front of all the civil and military officials, and roared, "This is not a place where you can run wild!"

"Hand over Lan Ling'er, Rao Er will not die!" Yue Chen said calmly.

"That depends on whether you have the ability!" The old man roared, "Where are all the soldiers?"

"Here!" Beside the old man, eight hundred soldiers shouted angrily.

These people are obviously more elite than ordinary soldiers. The stronger ones have reached the rank of war commander, and the weaker ones have also reached the level of eighth or ninth rank fighters.

"Follow me to kill the enemy!" The old man shouted angrily, and light and shadows emerged from his body, spreading and covering eight hundred soldiers.

The strength of the soldiers seemed to be fused together, and then, following the old man, he jumped into the air suddenly.

All of them flew up.

"Soldier formation?" Yue Chen murmured, "My generals should know how to do it too."

However, Yue Chen didn't see them use it, maybe it was used as a hole card, and the enemies they encountered now have not pushed the generals to the point of desperation.

More than 800 people flew in front of Yue Chen, and the old man who was the main general burst out with strength, and he turned out to be an old man at the peak of the King of War.

"Brothers, cut!" The old man blew his beard and stared, holding his sword high.

"Cut!" Many soldiers shouted in unison and raised their swords at the same time.

All the strength of the soldiers poured into the old man's sword, and the old man actually gathered the strength of the soldiers together. The original strength of the peak of the war king now has a taste of stepping into the battle king.

The old man's power at this moment was overwhelming and terrifying.

An arc-shaped sword light slashed towards Yue Chen fiercely.

With a gloomy face, Yue Chen shouted in a low voice: "Kill..."

The sword in Pei Min's hand suddenly came out of its sheath, and a long and narrow sword light slashed out.

This sword light is more dazzling and fierce than the old man's sword light.

When the sword light hit, the old man's sword light disappeared, and Pei Min's sword light continued unabated. It cut through the old man's body, then sank into the bodies of eight hundred soldiers, and finally cut to the rear of the palace, flattening the roof.

Countless people watched all this blankly, as if they didn't believe it was true.

"General Zhen Guo!" Countless people roared with wide-eyed eyes.

This is the treasure of the country, the most powerful force of the country.

This old general is Dinghaishenzhen, as long as he is there, all the crises in history will be resolved.

No one thought that such a powerful old general and his personal guards would be beheaded with a single sword.

This moment came too fast.

Originally thought that with the help of an old general, no matter how crazy Yue Chen was, he would not be able to act wildly. Who would have thought that such an ending would happen.

Everyone felt as if the sky was about to fall.

Yue Chen's voice sounded like a trial of fate, "Kill me, until they hand over Lan Ling'er."

If Lan Ling'er's safety had not been considered, Yue Chen would have wiped out the entire palace now.

Wei Zhongxian and Pei Min met each other, landed in the palace, and killed everyone they met.

The shield soldier stepped forward, and the man and the shield were thrown away, and the flesh exploded.

The archers shot arrows, and the next moment Wei Zhongxian or Pei Min appeared in the group of archers, sweeping across the area.

Yue Chen continued to stand in the air, like a judging God, standing majestically, looking down with cold eyes.

The screams sounded continuously, and a large number of soldiers died every moment.

Yue Chen stretched out his hand to grab it, and an old man dressed like Elder Yin flew up and was photographed in front of him.

The old man was originally in the crowd, but he was suddenly selected by Yue Chen. With fear on his face, he looked at Yue Chen and said, "You and I have no grievances..."

Yue Chen gently pinched his right hand, and a wave of palm force emerged, like an invisible big hand pinching the old man into a ball of flesh and blood.

Yue Chen didn't even bother to listen to his nonsense.

Then, Yue Chen photographed another old man wearing the same clothes in front of him, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, looking at him with a sneer.

"Yue Chen, I..."

The voice stopped abruptly, and he had no chance to continue.

At this moment, no matter how important he is, no matter how eloquent he is, it is useless in front of Yue Chen.

The civil and military officials shouted loudly, and ran away one after another, running into the palace hall.

Yue Chen's voice slowly resounded between heaven and earth: "Don't worry, you will all have your turn. Hehe, hahahaha..."

At this moment, Yue Chen is like a great demon king who is evil and destroys the world, his demon power is overwhelming and his murderous aura is soaring.

In the palace, a minister suddenly knelt in front of the emperor of Xingxiang Kingdom and said loudly: "Your Majesty, we can't kill any more. We have offended someone who shouldn't be offended. Yue Kingdom is not something we can provoke."

The emperor quietly glanced at some old people. The real master of the Xingxiang Kingdom is the Presbyterian Council, not him, the emperor.

"Give Lan Ling'er to him." An old man wearing the same clothes as Elder Yin sighed. When he said this, his old face seemed to have aged a lot.

"Quick, hurry up and invite Lan Ling'er!" the emperor said loudly.

The whole hall was in commotion.

The emperor then shouted: "Go and tell Yue Chen to send Lan Ling'er right away, and tell him not to kill him."

"Yes!" A general hurried out of the hall.

Soon the general returned to the main hall and said loudly: "Your Majesty, that Yue Chen didn't listen at all. It looks like he won't give up until he sees Lan Ling'er."

Civil and military officials were shocked and angry.

While they envied Lan Ling'er, they were also angry with Yue Chen's actions.

Ming Xing Xiangguo has compromised and confessed, but Yue Chen is still relentless.

"Boom, boom!" The two bodies flew into the hall, lying on the ground, and then spewed out a mouthful of blood, lying motionless on the ground.

At the entrance of the main hall, Yue Chen walked slowly with a sword in hand.

On his sword, blood was dripping.

His boots were soaked with blood, and there were bright red footprints with each step.

With a gloomy face, Yue Chen walked slowly, each with a sword.

The civil and military officials backed away in horror.

Yue Chen grasped the air, and another old man was photographed in front of Yue Chen. Yue Chen grabbed his throat, and the sword cut through the ears, cutting half of his head flat.

Blood mixed with brain matter splashed all over Yue Chen's face.

"Yue Chen, don't kill any more, we have already gone to invite Lan Ling'er." An old official urged loudly.

Yue Chen grabbed the old man with his right hand again, and the sword slashed, the old man's body was split into two, and then slowly fell to the ground on both sides.

The civil and military officials were so frightened that their legs trembled and their hearts trembled.

There is no reason for Yue Chen to become a demon king.

He is domineering, and his sword will not stop drinking blood until he sees Lan Ling'er.

Yue Chen didn't say a word, but this moment was more intimidating than any words.

Another catch...

This time, the emperor of the Xingxiang Kingdom was captured by Yue Chen...