Myriad Realms Summoning System

Facing Qin Yijue's fierce and unparalleled attack, the black robe old man did not show any weakness.

Although he has been close, relying on the strangeness of his physical skills and martial arts, he has repeatedly avoided Qin Yijue's fatal attacks.

Qin Yijue's Ghost Heavenly Sword swung, his black sword awe-inspiring murderous, every time he was avoided by the black-robed old man, it left countless deep marks on the ground.

The battle between the two of them gradually became fierce, and the powerful and vigorous true energy surged out of the two of them.

In the impact of Zhen Qi, the sound of strong energy explosions constantly echoed in the sky.

"What happened?"

In the palace of the royal family, the head of the royal family, who was practicing in the secret room, muttered to himself after feeling the shocking explosion outside the city.

Immediately, he stood up and left the practice secret room.

"Uncle Qi, where are the city guards now? Let them check quickly, what happened?"

After he walked out of the training room, he said to an old servant who was guarding the door.

This old man named Uncle Qi had a cold and stiff face, like a dead body crawling out of the grave.

After hearing the words of the Wang Family Patriarch, he nodded gently, and then left quickly.

At the same time, the Wang family disciples and elders who were active in the city also felt the battle outside the city.

"Who is fighting outside the city?"

"I don't know, but looking at the current situation, the two sides of the battle are at least the strongest King Wu!"

"Hmph, even if it's a powerful king? If you dare to fight so unscrupulously outside of my royal city, the family will definitely teach them severely."

"Let's go, let's go and take a look first. Fighting between King Wu and strong is not common."

This city belongs to the royal family, one of the ten largest families of the dynasty, so it is also called the royal city.

A few dozen miles away from the royal city, the battle between Qin Yijue and the black-robed old man was still going on.

The black rays of light around the two of them kept flickering, and the hot infuriating energy and fierce Jian Gang constantly shot out from the place covered by the black light.

The two shadows quickly moved and changed, and the crisp sound of swords and steel intersecting also continued to be heard from the two bangs.

Moreover, the attacking force of the two men became more and more crazy as the battle intensified.

"Look, the battle is there!"

When the two were fighting frantically, the elders and disciples of the Wang family also rushed over.

"Everyone is not allowed to get close to within ten miles. Violators will be punished by clan rules!"

Watching the family rush to this place, the guards who had come here in advance loudly reminded.

When the guards first came here, someone approached Qin Yijue out of curiosity.

It's just that as soon as they approached, several people were involved in the aftermath of the battle and turned into fly ash.

Hearing the guards' reminder, the Wang family disciples who were going to come close to watch the battle stopped one after another.

The members of the Guards are all selected from the family elite, and they are very strong.

Even if they approached without authorization, they died a lot, let alone ordinary Wang family disciples.

Hundreds of royal guards surrounded Qin Yijue and the black-robed old man, but no one dared to step forward.

There are more and more warriors outside the royal city, and countless people look at the two blurry figures that are constantly flashing, and their faces are slightly sluggish.

They could clearly feel that any of the martial arts displayed by these two fighting people was not lower than the ground level, which was absolutely terrifying.

The tyrannical true energy and fierce Jian Gang constantly burst out from the place where the two were fighting.

Such a fierce battle caused everyone to hold their breath at the moment, and their hearts were lifted by their throats.

The black-robed old man in the battle, at this time, gradually became anxious.

Only he himself understood that although he temporarily blocked Qin Yijue's attack, he was not far from defeat.

The powerful martial arts he displayed consumed his zhenqi extremely, but Qin Yijue resisted it unscathed.

"This old man, why is my king's secret martial arts displayed?"

At this time, a middle-aged man dressed obviously different from other guards came here with a white-clothed king's elder.

When he saw the black-robed old man in battle, he couldn't help turning his head, his face solemnly whispered to a white elder beside him.

This middle-aged man is Wang Ling, the captain of the Wang Family Guards Guard, and the white elder is the Ninth Elder, Wang Feng.

Hearing Wang Ling's low voice, Ninth Elder Wang Feng nodded slightly.

He also felt that the martial arts performed by the old man were very similar to many secret martial arts of their royal family, but the old man's techniques were more familiar.

But they don't care about these now, but continue to focus on the increasingly fierce battle.

At this moment, two wind breaking sounds suddenly sounded in the sky, and two figures suddenly flashed on top of a towering tree.

After the two figures appeared, all the people watching the battle cast their gazes.

When he glanced at the middle-aged man in the green robe, with a faintly handsome face, all were startled.

"Participate in Patriarch!"

Immediately, a series of respectful voices began to flow. The middle-aged man in Qingpao was Wang Tianhe, the head of the Wang family, and the servant Qi Shu was following him.

"Uncle Qi, is this old man?"

Facing the cheers of the family's children, Wang Tianhe did not respond, but asked Uncle Qi beside him.

Uncle Qi's face was stiff like a zombie, but he was rarely excited.

"Yes, it's the old master, the old master is back!"

"Really?"

When Wang Tianhe heard Uncle Qi's affirmation, his face suddenly showed ecstasy.

It's just that he just wanted to speak, but Qin Yijue's battle with the black-robed old man suddenly changed dramatically.

Qin Yijue shook his head slightly, a wicked smile evoked at the corner of his mouth, and his long black hair poured down like a moon flower.

"You are a good opponent, but this battle should be over!"

Qin Yijue's icy eyes swept over the old man, and suddenly there was no wind.

The black magic energy around his body was like a dark cloud from a violent wind at this moment, billowing violently, and circles of black ripples continued to spread out of his body.

The Ghost Heaven Sword in her hand slowly moved up, and then the black devil energy surrounding her suddenly condensed in the direction of the Ghost Heaven Sword.

Looking at the black light, the black-robed old man showed unprecedented solemnity on his face.

He knew that the victory or defeat was between this blow.

The black-robed old man gently stretched out his right hand, and a burst of blue flame suddenly appeared in front of him.

When the energy on the Ghost Heaven Sword brewed to its peak state, the black light on the sword made the sky dark.

"Magic rises and disappears!"

In the sky, the horrible energy fluctuations finally started as a riot, and a sharp sword aura seemed to descend from the sky, and shot across the sky at the black-robed old man.

Feeling the horror of the sword aura in the sky, the disciples of the Wang Family Guards hurriedly handed their opponents, and a wave of true aura rose from their bodies.

In the end, they condensed together into a huge energy shield, and only then got rid of the oppression caused by the sword energy in the sky.