Fantasy Emperor Summoning System

Zhou Chen looked up.

Ji clan! The Zi family, all have arrived!

At this moment of life and death, come and support him!

Zhou Chen felt warm in his heart.

He himself knew that no matter how he fought in this battle, he could not lose.

However, Huang Xin and the others didn't know, they really risked falling, bet everything to support him!

How can this kindness be forgotten?

Zhou Chen smiled slightly, looked at Huang Xin, and said earnestly: "Zhou Chen, never let you down!"

"What are you polite? We are brothers!"

Huang Xin shook his head, and then said with some guilt: "I'm sorry! Ji Clan can only mobilize these powers, and can only help you stop 20 saints! The rest is up to you!"

"No problem!"

Zhou Chen smiled confidently.

It was at this time.

The old man of Emperor God Sect, Old Turtle, looked cold and said coldly: "Zhou Chen, you finally appeared!"

"This time, I see how you are running! How to escape!"

The old turtle sneered.

He waved his palm.

Suddenly, by his side, hundreds of inquiring realm saints, Shengwei shocked, rushed straight into the sky and covered the void.

The vast pressure spread, causing many people to become stagnant in their breathing. They only felt that under this terrifying deterrence, they would suffocate.

Within the Zhou Dynasty.

Many strong men looked horrified.

Many people were trembling all over, and there was a look of despair in their eyes.

This is the saint!

Powerful!

One thought can control the life and death of all beings.

The emperor’s conquest of such a terrifying existence, can it be won?

"You must win!"

"The emperor! We lend you all our strength! We must defeat them!"

"The emperor will win!"

In the Zhou Dynasty, countless people roared together, actively lending their power to Zhou Chen.

They all knew that Zhou Chen could gather their strength and burst out powerful combat power.

Zhou Chen heard these voices, and a warm current flashed in his heart again.

It was at this time.

On their side, the eldest brother, Zhuge Liang, etc., all the powerhouses in the holy realm, also burst out Shengwei, to fight against them!

"My Dazhou, it's not a place where you can go wild!"

"Kill kill kill!"

"Are the saints great? Cut them off!"

They roared one after another, and their eyes were full of death.

"Hehe, you saints, dare to compete with me! I really can't help it!"

Beside that old turtle, a three-level saint sneered!

His name is Zhao Feitian, from Zhaozhou, and Zhao Dongliu, who was abandoned by Zhou Chen, is his heir!

Not only Zhao Feitian, but others also looked at Zhou Chen with disdain.

On their side, there are over a hundred saints.

And Zhou Chen, even if the Zi Family and Ji Clan were helping each other, there were only fifty saints!

Moreover, most of them are just one-level saints!

With this lineup, you also want to compete with them? What a joke!

They can easily suppress the situation!

Many experts in the Ji family and the Zi family looked at each other, and a solemn color flashed in their eyes.

Fight against a hundred saints with fifty saints!

On their side, the odds of winning are too low, so low that they are almost...no chance of winning!

"If Zhou Chen has no other hole cards, and relying on us alone, I am afraid that we can only be buried with the Zhou Dynasty!"

"I can't fight!"

"This time, I'm afraid it will be more ill-fortune!"

They shook their heads and whispered.

In the tone, there is a look of despair.

It was at this time.

Behind the old turtle, a second-level sage came out more and more, looking at the strong men of the Ji family and the Zi family, and shouted in a deep voice: "Fuck now! You can survive! Otherwise, I will wait for today and I will kill you!"

"Anyone who dares to help Zhou Chen must die!"

"Today is the Heavenly King Lao Tzu, Zhou Chen, can't survive!"

The second-level saint said coldly.

"Have you finished talking?"

Zhou Chen's faint voice sounded.

The sage of the second stage was taken aback, raised his head to look at Zhou Chen, without any fear, and said proudly: "What if I have finished speaking? What if I haven't finished speaking?"

"When you're done, go and die!"

Zhou Chen said indifferently.

"You want to kill me too? You count..."

The second-level saint sneered.

But he hasn't finished speaking yet.

A ray of sword light flew directly towards him.

Heaven and earth, suddenly separated by this sword!

Under this sword, it seems that the world is too small and fragile!

The sage of the second realm was horrified and horrified, cold sweat broke out instantly, he stared at the arrival of this sword, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.

In his eyes, this sword is no longer a pure swordsmanship, but a general trend!

Prosperous if you go along, and perish if you go against it!

"not good!"

Lao Gui and other three-level saints, Qi Qi was shocked, and quickly exclaimed: "Quickly leave!"

"Shoot! Help him stop!"

Their hearts are also trembling.

In their eyes, this sword can slash Xinghe! Extinguish the sky!

It is the ultimate killing sword!

Even if they saw this sword, they felt chills in their backs!

Two-level saints, I'm afraid they won't stop!

It was at this time.

Zhou Chen shouted in a deep voice: "Exit!"

The voice is magnificent, like a **** king sitting high in the clouds pronouncing judgment.

If you want to live, the saint can't let you die!

If you die, heaven and earth cannot let you live!

Choking choking!

In the void, the sound of the sword sounded loudly, like a thunder in the sky, under the harsh sound of the sword howling, the void was like a piece of rags, it was cut apart layer by layer!

The sword is like a dragon, and the murderous aura is soaring!

As if running through heaven and earth!

The sage of the second stage, trembling all over, just watched the arrival of this sword so helplessly, it turned out to be the courage to flick, there was no!

Under this sword, he was humble like an ant, and there was no room for resistance! Can only wait to die!

"How can this be!"

The second-level saint stared at Zhou Chen and couldn't help snarling.

Zhou Chen, how old is he?

Why, with such a terrifying power, can burst out such a terrifying sword?

This...this...he couldn't understand it!

It was at this time.

This sword fell.

The offensive of Laogui and others also came, like a wave, Qi Qi's bombardment was on Zhou Chen's sword.

They want to block Zhou Chen's slaying sword for the two-level saints!

But it didn't work.

The sword light fell, and all the offensive was torn apart in an instant.

Then, this sword, carrying endless power, slashed on the head of the two-level saint!

From top to bottom, falling vertically!

The sword divides yin and yang, and the sword falls through life and death!

Tick ​​to tick.

The blood dripped.

The second-level saint froze in place, with a blood mark on his forehead running through his body, he stared at Zhou Chen blankly, and muttered, "This...impossible..."

Bang!

His body was directly divided into two neat halves!

Sword marks spread out under his feet, allowing the entire ground to shatter like a spider web.

Blood sprinkled out wildly, staining the broken earth red.

Strong **** smell, soaring into the sky!

Two-level saints, kill them with one sword!

unstoppable!

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