Myriad Realms Summoning System

Little bastard, you're courting death! Zhang Zongfeng was furious, and immediately jumped up, trying to clean up Xiao Chen.

Xiao Wuya and the others flushed with excitement, as if they saw Xiao Chen being maimed by Zhang Zong and kneeling on the ground begging for mercy.

Only Ji Yutong, his face suddenly flooded with intense worry, his throat seemed to be stuck by something, and he couldn't breathe.

Xiao Chen stood proudly in the center of the living room, not showing any signs of change, just spit out two words: Little Yi!

The voice fell, and a tyrannical figure stopped in front of Xiao Chen, raised his hand, and faced Zhang Eng.

boom!

The palms collided, and the violent wind and waves swept away in all directions, shaking the entire Ji's living room, so shocked that Ji Beichen and even Long Yi, a strong martial artist, could not help but retreat.

No wonder he is so arrogant, I didn't expect that there is a good master hidden by Xiao Wuya's side!

Xiao Chen murmured softly, being able to face Yan Qing with the palm of his hand, this Zhang Zong did indeed have two brushes, even though the palm of Yan Qing just now didn't use much strength.

boom!

With one palm facing each other, Zhang Eng's body took a full ten steps back before he stopped retreating, while Yan Qing had an indifferent expression and stood motionless on the spot.

Zhang worship stabilized his figure and focused his attention on the handsome and mysterious powerhouse in front of him, with a look of fear in his eyes.

Yan Qing was surrounded by cyan mist at the moment, and could only barely see the outline of her body.

Who are you?

Zhang worship asked Shen Sheng, he could feel the strength of the other party, maybe even far above him, which made him extremely frightened.

It doesn't matter who I am, but you shouldn't do anything to my master, Yan Qing said with a sneer, his words were full of contempt, and he didn't take Zhang Eng in his eyes at all.

Xiao Wuya and the others all looked at Zhang Zong and Yan Qing in surprise. They never thought that this handsome man was a master who could defeat Zhang Zong.

Because they didn't feel the cultivation breath in him from the beginning.

Now, does the eldest prince still want to explain? Xiao Chen looked at Xiao Wuya flatly.

Zhang worship, kill him with all his strength? Xiao Wuya shouted, his face full of anger.

His face was extremely gloomy. Although he was terrified of Yan Qing's power, his inner dignity did not allow him to surrender to Xiao Chen.

In the confrontation just now, Zhang Zongfeng did lose the advantage, but Xiao Wuya only thought that Zhang Zongfeng made a hasty shot and underestimated the enemy, and did not think that he was weaker than Yan Qing.

Zhang worship followed him for many years, and Xiao Wuya had already reached the point of blind trust in his power.

The corners of Yan Qing's eyes showed disdain, and he saw through Zhang's cultivation base at a glance.

It's not bad for a martial artist to be successful. Xiao Wuya's blind confidence is not unreasonable. This kind of cultivation is also counted in Da Zhou. Isn't this kind of cultivation in the original Baili Heifeng?

It's a pity that he met Yan Qing of the Eight Star Wuhou.

Hearing Xiao Wuya's anger, Zhang Xiang gritted his teeth angrily. Only he who had met Yan Qing in the palm of his hand would know the terror of the other party.

But he was very unwilling to retreat like this.

What? Do you still want to do it? Or do you think you can't make any waves in front of Xiao Yi? Xiao Chen said softly, his expression was calm and his tone was indifferent, making Zhang Xiang grit his teeth.

Ding! Trigger the side quest: Zhang Eng's anger!

The host's disdain made Zhang worship hatred for the host, and he wanted to kill the host and then hurry up!

Mission goal: kill Zhang worship!

Task reward: a random lottery chance!

The system prompt sound suddenly sounded in Xiao Chen's mind, which made Xiao Chen sneer with contempt.

There are really few rewards, which shows how weak this Zhang worship is.

Xiao Yi, kill him! Xiao Chen said while looking at Zhang Eng.

The master has given you a chance to live, but you don't know how to cherish it, ignorance is your death penalty, Yan Qing scorned Zhang Eng, as if watching the dead.

You're overestimating yourself, Zhang Zongfeng said despite his guilty conscience, but he still snorted coldly. He was very displeased with Yan Qing's eyes, because this kind of eyes usually means him looking at others.

Judging from the situation where he faced Yan Qing just now, even if Yan Qing is stronger than him, he is not much stronger. With all his strength, he may not have the possibility of winning.

Taking ten thousand steps back, even if you lose, you can still run for your life.

What he didn't know was that Yan Qing didn't do his best just now.

With a bang, Yan Qing suddenly landed behind Zhang Xiang, the ground was crushed to pieces, countless gravels flew, and the cyan true qi condensed along the fingertips.

Time was almost stagnant, Yan Qing raised his hand, and the cyan infuriating energy condensed into a short knife, which quickly pierced Zhang Zong's body, and the cyan aerosol drifted away.

Xiao Wuya's eyes slowly widened.

It was too late, but it was fast. In the eyes of Xiao Wuya and others, it seemed like a moment, Yan Qing flashed behind Zhang Zong, and pierced it with one finger.

The body of Zhang Zong suddenly dissipated, like smoke, without a substance.

Huh? This guy's magical powers are a little weird, Yan Qing said in surprise.

When Zhang Zongfeng appeared again, he came to the top of Yanqing's head, turned around and slashed at Yanqing with a knife, and the purple flames instantly surrounded his arm, containing infinite power.

It's a pity that Yan Qing's speed is faster, and he easily dodged his attack.

Humph!

Yan Qing's eyes were cold and stern, and he pointed to a knife, and he slashed with one finger. It was almost to the extreme, and he directly cut Zhang worship into two halves.

However, Yan Qing's offensive was not over yet, and countless cyan infuriating energy erupted from his body in the form of countless sword shadows, crushing the two halves of Zhang's body into minced meat.

Xiao Wuya, Long Yi and the others left their seats one after another and retreated from the spot, but they were still wounded by the knife gas, covered in blood, and the pain made them unable to stand firm and fell to the ground one by one.

In the entire living room, only Xiao Chen, Ji Yutong, and Yan Qing were left intact.

His—what's that?

Okay, what a terrifying breath, what kind of powerhouse is he?

It's too strong, I feel like I've turned around on the edge of death, and Suo Xing has saved a life!

The warriors who had tightly surrounded Xiao Chen were all injured and fell to the ground, but Yan Qing did not take their lives.

At this moment, these warriors who recovered their lives were talking in horror, and the coercion emanating from Yan Qing made them daunted.

With everyone looking up, Xiao Chen walked past Xiao Wuya, whose face was ashen, and sat in the seat that originally belonged to Xiao Wuya.

Eldest Prince, now, do you still want to explain? Xiao Chen sat on the seat, adjusted a comfortable posture, and asked softly, as if he had taken a nap, his attitude was lazy.

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