Fantasy Emperor Summoning System

boom!

Boom!

Terrible explosion sound.

It resounded madly here.

For a time.

On that piece of martial arts stage, the light and shadow are in the sky, shining non-stop, and the dense road marks, divine light and so on are overwhelming!

Outside the competition stage.

Elder Wu and others watched this scene.

One of them chuckled and said, "Guess, this time, who can win the battle between Zhou Chen and our juniors?"

Everyone was silent.

Then, an old man wearing a purple cloak wiped his beard and smiled: "It's hard to say, Zhou Chen, who is powerful and talented, definitely has the appearance of a great emperor!"

"But the juniors in our family are nothing to provoke! Especially the three of Huang, Jinghong, and Zhongtong. Each of them has a few touches of the young emperor's style, and the future achievements are limitless. There are enough opportunities to grow into the emperor , It is not impossible!"

"The collision between them is bound to be wonderful. In the eyes of the old man, the outcome between them is about 50-50! It is not surprising who wins."

Others smiled lightly and said: "Brother Cang said that if it is one-on-one, Huang and the others are not as good as Zhou Chen, but with joint efforts, theoretically, the possibility of victory is still greater. !"

"Of course, even if they can win, they will inevitably have to pay a great price. Zhou Chen is not easy to deal with."

The other elders nodded one after another.

It also recognized the inferences of these elders.

In their opinion, the possibility of Zhou Chen's defeat is still greater.

After all, these juniors in their clan are not weak, and even the most outstanding among them also have the appearance of a great emperor.

There is enough chance in the future, or you can become the emperor!

Of course, to take a step back, even if Zhou Chen could win, in their opinion, it would be a tragic battle!

Zhou Chen must pay a great price.

"Let's wait and see. These juniors, in the future, can almost represent the peak of martial arts in the future!"

An elder sighed softly and said leisurely.

It was when they were talking.

On the martial arts stage, the battle became more and more fierce.

"Kill! God King Fist!"

Zhou Chen roared and slammed a punch.

God King Fist!

This is exactly what he has studied most deeply.

At this moment, this fist blasted out, and the golden fist rushed out. The entire competition platform that made him trembled slightly.

An extremely powerful sense of oppression envelops this area!

"kill!"

Within the True Immortal Clan, a young man wearing a blue shirt looked coldly at Zhou Chen's punch.

As soon as he stretched out his palm, a silver ruler appeared directly, and soon it was like a silver mountain, lying in the void.

magic weapon!

Moreover, it is also a very high-level magic weapon!

However, this battle only suppresses the cultivation base, and does not prohibit foreign objects such as magic weapons and secret techniques.

After all, these foreign objects are also a strong person, part of their strength!

The young man waved the silver ruler and patted Zhou Chen's head directly.

Suddenly, like a mountain topples, a big mountain collapses. Amazing!

Zhou Chen has no fear.

His expression didn't change the slightest, his eyes were like electricity, and the king's fist waved, and the golden fist, directly at the silver ruler, collided fiercely!

next moment.

Bang!

The silver ruler in that young man's hand turned out to be broken and torn apart by Zhou Chen's punch!

"how can that be!"

The young man's face changed drastically, and his eyes were about to stare out. He looked at this scene in disbelief, unable to believe his eyes.

Punch!

Just a punch!

His incomparably powerful magic weapon was directly shattered!

Is this still a fist?

Just when he was shocked.

Zhou Chen's figure flickered. Behind him, a golden winged roc phantom emerged. He was extremely fast, and a golden light emerged between the flashes. He just threw a heavy punch once again.

A fierce bombardment hit the young man's body!

Bang! There was a dull noise.

The young man was directly beaten and flew out, and the suppressed breath on his body could no longer be controlled, and it burst out!

Almost the same time.

The patriarch of the True Immortal clan, who had been watching coldly, moved the young man directly with his palm.

If you can't control the realm of cultivation, you will lose the qualification to continue fighting!

Two punches!

With just two punches, Zhou Chen was a strong knockout!

His figure continued to flash, and this time, he began to take the initiative!

In the siege of these true immortal clan powerhouses, counterattack.

He evolved the Golden Winged Great Peng phantom, with Jinpeng's rapid and outrageous speed.

In just a moment, he avoided the bombardment of the three true immortal geniuses and flashed to one of them.

The man's face changed slightly.

Without even thinking about it, he sacrificed a wooden shield and covered it in front of him, trying to stop Zhou Chen's bombardment.

The wood color blooms with brilliance and weight, giving people an indestructible feeling.

"Can you stop it?"

Zhou Chen looked indifferent and shouted in a deep voice.

At the same time the words fell.

In his hand, an ancient bronze sword appeared out of thin air.

Immediately afterwards, the vast and terrifying sword intent bloomed from it.

next moment.

The sword light flashed, directly slashing at the wood-colored shield!

There was a soft sound.

The shield broke neatly from it directly, and the fracture was as smooth as a mirror.

One sword, chopped up the wooden shield.

Jianfeng, still in trend, slashed fiercely in front of the young man.

Pause time.

Above the young man's body, sacred rays of light shone one after another, and many defensive treasures bloomed together, blocking this sword for this young man!

It was this young man who was able to stop this sword, and he didn't wait for him to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Come again!"

Zhou Chen roared again.

He slapped it with a horizontal sword.

With a bang.

The young man was thrown into the air and fell outside the competition platform.

One more defeat!

And all this, from the beginning to the present, only a few seconds have passed!

Among the true immortal geniuses, the young man with heavy eyes flashed his eyes and suddenly said in a deep voice: "Huang, Jinghong, you and me, join hands to hold him! Create opportunities for others!"

He named the two of them and nodded slightly.

No nonsense, from three directions, that is, towards Zhou Chen.

Their purpose is simple.

drag!

As long as they can hold Zhou Chen, then they can still fight!

There is still hope of victory!

But... is it possible?

With a movement of Jinghong's hand, ten handles showed black bone claws and rushed out directly.

Wow!

As the bone claws were dispatched, the black mist rolled, as if the devil's sharp claws were showing their power, and it was caught and photographed towards Zhou Chen.

Zhou Chen stood there, looking at the bone claws coldly.

Just as those bone claws were about to approach him, all sacred runes appeared directly above his head.

"kill!"

"cut!"

"Exit!"

Waiting for the powerful attacking divine text, the mighty bombardment came out, just like a trend.

It collided fiercely with those bone claws, and kept making clanging sounds.

quickly.

Above the divine text, the light was brilliant, and the endless mysterious power rushed away, smashing all the black fog.

Immediately afterwards, cracks appeared on the bone claws.

It's too late to say, then fast.

About a moment.

Those bone claws just shattered from inch to inch, turned into dust all over the sky, and fell down.

Completely shattered.

"This......."

Jing Hong's face changed slightly, somewhat unbelievable.

With his eyesight, he can naturally see that these divine writings are all constructed with spiritual power.

It's just that it is difficult for him to imagine how tenacious mental power can only appear in reality, and such a terrible power burst out.

Smash his bones and claws.

"ended!"

Zhou Chen stood in the void, and the golden wing and big Peng phantom behind him became more and more dazzling.

His words fell.

Once again, there are countless divine texts appearing, just like a trend, rushing towards Jinghong in a mighty force!

Boom!

Jinghong's figure was directly covered and submerged by the sky full of divine writing!

Jing Hong's body trembled, unable to restrain it anymore, and the terrifying force that surpassed the realm of the little saint erupted from his body, shattering all those divine texts.

But at the same time.

His figure also disappeared on the competition stage.

Shocking!

Known as the enchanting demon with a few wisps of great emperor's style, he was defeated!

"Damn, why is he so strong?"

The man with heavy eyes couldn't help it anymore, his face changed wildly.

Jinghong is almost the same as his strength. He believes that it is absolutely impossible to defeat Jinghong so easily.

But in front of Zhou Chen, Jinghong was as vulnerable as a child!

How tough is this teenager who is about the same age as them?

"No wonder the emperor who surpassed the young age! This strength is indeed strong enough!"

Huang also spoke, her voice was cold, like a mountain spring knocking on the rock wall, crisp and beautiful.

While she was speaking, she was also making shots, flashing like a red phoenix, graceful and fast.

In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Zhou Chen.

then.

That plain white slender hand directly bombarded Zhou Chen's body!

but.

In the next moment, her face changed frantically, because her palm was clearly blasted on Zhou Chen's body, and it felt like a blast on a steel plate.

Do not.

Zhou Chen's body was harder than steel.

The powerful counter-shock force made her palms feel numb and painful.

follow closely.

Zhou Chen's body trembled slightly, and a terrifying force came out of his body.

It slammed into Huang's body!

With a click.

Her palm and several finger bones were directly broken apart.

"roll!"

Zhou Chen drank loudly.

At the same time as the voice sounded, Huang's body felt like he was hit by an unstoppable force.

Involuntary is flying out.

Huang looked down at his palm and then at Zhou Chen.

Without saying a word, he turned and fluttered back.

Lost!

She is not Zhou Chen's opponent!

Only the simple collision just now made her deeply aware of the gap between her and Zhou Chen.

Huang once left.

Zhongtong's face just became extremely stiff.

It was very difficult to fight Zhou Chen.

Now, Huang, a capable man, is gone.

That's a fart.