Peerless Emperor Summoning System

"You are Ye Motian?"

The man in black robe asked solemnly.

"I am Ye Motian, who are you?"

"Hahaha, who am I? I am Yin Wuming, the Sect Master of the Yin Demon Sect!"

The man in black sneered.

"It's a good name for you, because you are indeed going to die today."

Ye Motian laughed.

"Boy, you have sharp teeth.

At such a young age, you have already reached the second level of Heaven Breaking Realm, which is really rare.

If you can persevere, maybe decades later, you can reach the level of this deity.

However, you absolutely shouldn't have provoked my ghost demon sect and killed my blood disciple. "

Yin Wuming said coldly, a terrifying aura spread in the hall.

Ye Motian felt as if he was being pushed down by a mountain, and his legs started to bend.

But at this moment, Bai Suzhen waved her hand lightly, and that feeling disappeared immediately.

"This guy is an expert at the seventh level of the Soul Realm!"

Ye Motian got a prompt from the system.

Suddenly he was relieved.

At the seventh level of the Divine Soul Realm, even Tang San couldn't do it.

Tang San is now a half-step transcendent, an existence beyond the ninth level of the Divine Soul Realm.

It's a pity that Yin Wuming doesn't know this.

Tai Canglang didn't know this either.

Seeing Yin Wuming appearing, Tai Canglang couldn't help but get excited.

His face was full of pride.

"Ye Motian, there is a guru here today, your boy will definitely die without a place to die!"

Yin Wuming glanced at Bai Suzhen, and couldn't help but chuckle: "I see, you are protected by experts.

But her strength is far from mine.

Ye Motian, if you are willing to bring your subordinates to join me.

I can make you an elder in the Yin Gui Mo Sect! "

"Guru can't do it!"

Hearing this, Tai Canglang became anxious: "Ye Motian is ambitious, if he doesn't kill him, many troubles will arise in the future."

Yin Wuming sneered and said: "What do you know, when you reach the Soul Realm, it is extremely difficult for you to advance to a higher realm.

He is just breaking the sky.

If he is disobedient, the deity only needs to kill him.

Can you still make waves?

Although the deity is at the seventh level of the Soul Realm, and Xiao Qian is at the fifth level of the Soul Realm, the gap between them is more than a hundred times! "

Tai Canglang still felt that something was wrong, but he didn't dare to talk nonsense.

If Yin Wuming is annoyed, that's not a good thing.

"How about Ye Motian, this deity gives you a chance, you have to know how to cherish it!"

Yin Wuming smiled lightly.

Ye Motian looked at Yin Wuming contemptuously: "A sneaky ugly monster who dares not even show his true colors to others, yet wants to make me surrender.

Hehe, I am not a person who is ignorant of current affairs, if you have the ability to convince me.

I might think about it. "

"It seems that you really plan to court death!"

Yin Wuming sneered: "Today I will let you understand that the seventh level of the Soul Realm is terrifying!"

After speaking, he suddenly pushed his hand forward.

The seemingly understated action set off a terrifying gust of wind.

"Hoohoo~~!"

The terrifying waves turned into floods and rushed towards Ye Motian.

The civil and military officials kneeling on both sides were blown away like pieces of paper.

Ye Motian checked the system prompts.

This guy's random attack with one palm can easily kill a fifth-level powerhouse of the Soul Realm.

No wonder so arrogant.

It is indeed a bit powerful.

At this moment, Zhao Yun suddenly came and stabbed out with a single shot.

The silver dragon roared and tore the wind completely to pieces.

This was a surprise.

Ye Motian originally planned to ask Tang San to clean up Yin Wuming, but he didn't expect Zhao Yun to arrive.

Zhao Yun was originally in the city to appease the people, assisting Xiao Yan and others to annihilate those soldiers who refused to surrender.

He suddenly felt the terrifying aura from the direction of the palace, so he rushed over.

"oh?"

Yin Wuming was a little surprised to see that Zhao Yun's shot actually shredded his attack.

Although his attack was just a random attack.

But warriors below the fifth level of the Divine Soul Realm will definitely not be able to resist.

Even a sixth-level warrior of the Divine Soul Realm has to be injured.

This kid seems to be only at the fifth level of the Divine Soul Realm, so he is so powerful?

It's really interesting to be able to break his attack easily.

"Your Majesty, that is Zhao Yun, I didn't expect this kid to become so powerful.

Could it be that he can still stop the master? "

Xiao Qian looked nervously at Tai Canglang and said.

"Absolutely impossible. The strength of the master cannot be reversed by such a small person."

Tai Canglang said confidently: "I'm afraid you don't understand how powerful the seventh level of the Divine Soul Realm is.

Watch carefully. "

"Seventh level of the Divine Soul Realm, that's all."

Ye Motian said disdainfully: "My strong general, Zhao Yun, only has the fifth level of the Soul Realm.

Let him test your fineness! "

Zhao Yun wanted to fight, but Ye Motian asked him to retreat immediately.

This is very demoralizing.

Moreover, he didn't think Zhao Yun would fail easily.

What's more, the more you fight with this kind of powerhouse, the more benefits you will get.

"But it's just my random blow, so what if it's cracked.

For the next attack, try cracking it! "

Yin Wuming is really angry, to be looked down upon by such a kid, really can't bear it.

"Zhao Yun, kill him!"

Ye Motian ordered.

"yes!"

Zhao Yun stepped lightly on the ground and shot out suddenly.

The spear in his hand pierced Yin Wuming.

The spear is like a white dragon, mighty and extraordinary.

"snort!"

Yin Wuming snorted coldly, stretched out two steel-like claws, and actually crushed the spear's strength completely.

"Dragon Flash!"

Zhao Yun's face remained unchanged, and then he stabbed again.

The gun came out like a dragon, stronger than the previous one.

However, facing this blow, Yin Wuming still smiled disdainfully and waved his hand casually.

Just crush that poisonous dragon.

"It's ridiculous, is this your attack?

It's really not worth mentioning! "

There was a mocking look on Yin Wuming's face.

"Next, it's up to me to kill you!"

Yin Wuming no longer defended, and blasted out with terrifying claws.

Zhao Yun hastily waved his spear to resist.

boom!

With a loud bang, Zhao Yun was directly sent flying, hitting a pillar in the main hall.

Fortunately, the hall is protected by formations.

Otherwise, the collision would definitely break the pillar, and the whole court might collapse.

Zhao Yun spat out a mouthful of blood.

However, he still stood up, and the expression on his face was not fear, but excitement.

"Zilong, are you alright?"

Ye Motian was a little restless.

He wanted Zhao Yun to practice his skills, but if he really lost, there was no need to hold on.

"It's okay!"

Zhao Yun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, fortunately he blocked the blow just now.

Otherwise, if the opponent directly bombarded him, he would definitely be beaten to the bone.

"Stay stubborn, your moves can't hurt the deity at all, but the deity can seriously injure you with one blow!

You can block the first time, can you also block the second and third time? "

Yin Wuming said disdainfully: "Ye Motian, I have already given you a chance.

Now, you, the strongest subordinate, are about to be killed by the deity, and there is still time to surrender now! "