Myriad Realms Summoning System

Beiqi Imperial Palace.

The ancestor of the royal family, Luo Yuan, Luo Binghan's grandfather, heard the female guard next to Luo Binghan's request for help, and his expression slowly became serious.

This female guard did not find Emperor Luoshan, but directly found the ancestor Luo Yuan.

Because Luo Binghan knew that Luoshan couldn't control Fei An at all. Only by finding his ancestor Luo Yuan, who loved him most, could he calm the Fei family.

But Luo Yuan thought further. When he heard that Chen Jiu was easily beheaded by a young man, he realized how extraordinary it was.

At the same time, he also thought of another possibility, the old fellow from the Fei family might be dispatched this time.

A genius boy who can easily kill Chen Jiu, regardless of his status, is at least infinitely close to Wuhou.

And Luo Binghan, now with such a person with unclear enemies and friends, and soon to face the old immortality of the Fei family, it is really too dangerous.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help worrying about Luo Binghan's safety, and immediately said anxiously: "Quickly, take me to Binghan girl, it's too late!"

...

"General Qi, the major families of the Northern Qi Dynasty have all been surrounded by our army. Will they launch an attack immediately!"

In front of the gate of the royal capital of the Northern Qi Dynasty, a soldier Wei Wu said respectfully to his cold face.

Gao Chong said with a cold voice: "Order the army to launch a general attack on the major families, and the remaining thousand people will follow me to see your Majesty and strangle the remnants of those families!"

...

Outside the restaurant, Wan Yao held up a long sword and roared: "Everyone listens to the order and rushes in immediately!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

His voice fell, and the five thousand people outside the restaurant suddenly pressed towards the restaurant like a dark cloud.

In an instant, this restaurant is like a lonely lonely in the boundless wind and rain, which may collapse at any time.

"Hey, hooligan, what should I do now!"

Luo Binghan's voice was a little trembling. Perhaps it was because Xiao Chen took advantage of her just now, and Luo Binghan's name for Xiao Chen also unknowingly changed.

Five thousand people rushed towards this side, and the sound of footsteps made the ground constantly shake.

Luo Binghan said it was false not to be afraid, but who is really not afraid of death?

Xiao Chen said calmly, "Don't be afraid, it's just a mob!"

Without waiting for Luo Binghan to refute, he said softly: "The water is cut off, it's handed over to you!"

Hum!

Xiao Chen had just uttered the name of Duan Shui, and Luo Binghan did not even have time to react, and a long sword buzzing sound rang in everyone's ears.

I saw the figure like withered broken water, walking slowly in front of everyone, holding the slightly broken broken water sword in his right hand.

The team of five thousand people rushed towards Xiao Chen and others bravely and defying death, forming a sharp contrast with the thin body without water, and it could even be said to be a man-armed car.

But every step taken by Shushui gave people an illusion of affecting the general situation of the world, as if the whole world was moving around him.

The strong wind blew his gray hair, and his eyes were still covered by black cloth, but Luo Binghan always felt that this old man seemed to be able to see everything clearly.

call out!

With the turning of the broken water wrist, the broken water sword gently drew beautiful arcs in the air.

Then, the ordinary water cut seemed to be transformed into an invincible sword in an instant.

Sword intent rushed out of his body and filled the entire sky. Thousands of looming sword shadows swayed before everyone's eyes, which was breathtaking.

The most surprising thing was Luo Binghan, who was the first time she saw such a spectacle.

She had never thought that a person could create such a beautiful scene with a sword.

"Ten percent sword intent, able to reach this state, Duan Shui's comprehension of kendo is really as terrifying as always," Zhen Gang couldn't help but admire.

In terms of talent cultivation, Duan Shui may not be the best among Six Sword Slaves, but when it comes to the understanding of kendo, no one among Six Sword Slaves can compare with it.

Ten percent sword intent, that is, the sword intent that swordsmen often say is perfect. Among the six sword slaves, only Duan Shui has reached this level.

What's more terrifying is that Broshui also touched the edge of the domain, and perhaps it could condense into a sword domain in the next moment.

In the eyes of Zhengang and the others, the water cut at this time was the most terrifying, but in the eyes of Wanyao and others, the water cut was just an old man who couldn't help himself.

Dozens of people rushing to the forefront raised their weapons high and slashed into the water.

But Shuoshu stood motionless.

He casually held the sword in his right hand, and his empty left hand was behind him, his expression unchanged.

hiss!

At the moment when dozens of people interrupted the water, their bodies suddenly shattered like autumn leaves, completely shattered in mid-air, and then drifted in the air in the squally wind, leaving no blood stains.

Not only these people, but even the follow-up people who rushed over after them were turned into ashes strangely.

"Well, what is going on?"

Luo Binghan was shocked by this scene, but in just a few short breaths, hundreds of people were wiped out in front of him.

This was originally a horrible thing, but the death of these people did not even have a trace of blood. If killing is an art, it is probably it!

"The sword intent is complete, and the density of the sword intent in the air has reached a terrifying point. These surprisingly dense sword intents can not only cut the flesh easily, but even blood can be cut into nothingness in an instant."

Sprites stared at all of this, Chaoshen couldn't help but said: "The sword intent that is infinitely close to the realm, as long as the sword intent is completely solidified by the water, the realm of sword can be achieved!"

Xiao Chen also nodded, Duan Shui's understanding of kendo was truly amazing.

If it weren't for the limitation of martial arts talents, and with the understanding of Shushui, I don't know how high it can be, at least it must surpass King Wu!

"What are you talking about? What sword intent, how come I don't quite understand?" Luo Binghan asked from the side.

Xiao Chen didn't bother to explain so much to this martial art idiot. An angry Luo Binghan pouted his cute little mouth and gave him a fierce look.

The killing of the water cut continued, he remained motionless, and the sword in his hand was as calm as water.

But the scope of killing was constantly expanding, and even the dragon horse a hundred meters away from him was crushed by his sword intent.

The civilians outside the restaurant had already hidden thousands of meters away, but they still saw this weird feast of killing, this one-sided massacre.

As for the people who experienced the massacre first-hand, the mood can only be described in one sentence: how painful the realization is.

"This, what's going on!"

"I, I won't fight anymore, I want to leave here!"

"Gosh, is this guy the devil?"

The companions died strangely one by one, causing the originally high-spirited martial artist of the family to suddenly lose the confidence to fight and start to retreat unconsciously.

"Give me all and kill them!"

Wan Yao was still roaring frantically, but to no avail, those warriors were still retreating quickly.

"Who killed my Fei family!"

At this moment, a roar that spread throughout the imperial capital came, making Xiao Chen's expression strange.