Summoning heroes of the strongest system in the world

"Hmph, what kind of three-eyed general is playing tricks!"

Chen Ning snorted coldly, then waved his hand lightly, and said in a deep voice, "Yi Changlao, take action!"

"Yes!"

After Chen Ning finished speaking, a middle-aged man in gray clothes flew forward and looked at Xu Hao calmly.

Before he showed up, no one noticed his existence.

"It's him! Yi Sheng of the Moon Sect!"

Seeing this person, Tang Yuehua, who was enjoying watching a play in Sihai Pavilion, had a look of astonishment flashing in his eyes.

She had heard of this person before, and although Yi Sheng was only a fifth-tier saint, he had a magnificent record of killing a sixth-tier saint.

This is very difficult for other saints to do.

But because of an accident, Yi Sheng lost the possibility of going further in his life, but even so, he should not be the guard of the two juniors.

The only thing that can be explained is that Wangyuezong attached great importance to Chen Ning and Ye Qian, so they sent Yi Sheng.

As for the other monks in Cangcheng, they all saw the extraordinaryness of this old Yi Chang.

At least his aura is stronger than the previously showy Jieyin and Zhunti.

Yi Sheng looked at Jieyin and Zhunti, and said with a somewhat indifferent voice: "Two friends, let's do it!"

The words are simple, but with convincing confidence.

It seemed that he could easily kill Jieyin Zhunti.

A sharp look flashed across Jieyin Zhunti's eyes, and he was ready to strike.

Although Yi Sheng looked very powerful, the two of them did not feel afraid.

The two are the ancestors of Buddhism. Together, with the six pure bamboos and the twelve golden lotus in their hands, they are enough to compete with ordinary fifth-order saints. Presumably Yi Sheng will not be much stronger than them.

But Xu Hao stopped them.

"You two are not his opponents, let Yang Jian do it!" Xu Hao said calmly.

The strength of Jieyin Zhunti is very strong, Xu Hao also knows it, but the two are not yet Yi Sheng's opponents.

This is an extraordinary fifth-order saint.

Immediately afterwards, he flicked his sleeves lightly, and the mighty Yang Jian appeared in front of everyone wearing a dazzling golden armor.

The moment Yang Jian appeared, countless monks felt a burst of golden light dazzling their eyes, and a solemn and solemn coercion came towards them.

Deng Deng!

Countless monks couldn't stop their steps, and couldn't help taking a few steps back quickly. After they stabilized their figures, they looked at Yang Jian in disbelief.

What kind of monk is this.

Majestic?Imposing?All evil does not invade?

It seems that no words can describe him.

Although no one has seen Yang Jian's cultivation, but there is no doubt about one thing, he is a super warrior.

Yi Sheng, who had always been quiet in the ancient well, was in a calm state of mind, and a bit of astonishment appeared on his face.

It's not that he has never seen someone whose cultivation base is stronger than Yang Jian, but Yang Jian is the most powerful.

To a certain extent, Yang Jian's aura even surpassed that of Daoxian Shengjing. Although this is an illusion, it is enough to show the strength of his aura.

"This person... so scary!"

Tang Yuehua straightened up slightly, a little light flashed in her beautiful eyes, it was the first time she had seen such an astonishing saint-level powerhouse, and it was not comparable to ordinary saints at all.

There is such a powerful saint-level master hidden beside Xu Hao, no wonder he is confident.

At this time, Yang Jian suddenly opened his eyes, slightly raised the three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand, and pointed it at Yi Sheng.

"How do you want to die?"

The thick voice echoed in the night sky, as if the sky and the earth were trembling for it.

Yi Sheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and a silver spear also appeared in his hand, aiming at Yang Jian.

"You are very strong, but if you want my life, it depends on whether you have this strength!"

Yi Sheng knew that Yang Jian might be stronger than himself, but he would not be afraid of a battle.

He really reached the current height step by step, although he also paid a painful price for this.

But he is not afraid of a fight.

Yang Jian nodded, and said lightly: "In that case, let's fight!"

brush!

As soon as the words fell, Yang Jian held a three-pointed and two-edged knife, turned into a golden light and rushed towards Yi Sheng.

Yi Sheng was also not to be outdone, holding a silver spear, rushed towards Yang Jian like a silver lightning,

clang!

A dull collision sounded, and the terrifying sound waves quickly spread in all directions.

retreat!

The turmoil of the confrontation between the two saints made countless monks shudder and retreat quickly.

Yang Jian is a saint of the seventh rank, and Yi Sheng is a saint of the fifth rank. The cultivation of both of them is an existence that overwhelms everything in today's Cangcheng.

And this battle is more intense and more protracted than anyone imagined.

It even exceeded Xu Hao's imagination.

After the first collision, the battle between the two intensified.

In just a few breaths, they have already collided no less than a hundred times.

"This Yi Sheng really has some skills!"

Xu Hao muttered to himself.

It was the first time he saw that someone whose cultivation was two levels behind Yang Jian could still fight Yang Jian for such a long time.

Although Yang Jian didn't use his full strength, it was enough to see that Yi Sheng was extraordinary.

Hearing this, Chu Muhua explained softly: "I've also heard of Yi Sheng's name, he is a rare genius, and what he is best at is fighting, he has a rare burning blood.

This is an extremely terrifying bloodline, and the owner of the bloodline can burn the bloodline during the battle to enhance the combat effectiveness.

Of course, burning blood is not without its drawbacks!

If the blood is burned excessively, it will cause irreversible damage to one's own foundation! "

"That's why Yi Sheng has such a powerful talent, but he stopped being a fifth-order saint!" Before Chu Muhua finished speaking, Xu Hao pointed out the key point.

Chu Muhua nodded, and said: "That's true. Back then, he fought a sixth-level saint and frantically drove his burning blood. Although he killed that sixth-level saint, he couldn't go any further for the rest of his life!"

Xu Hao nodded, and looked up at Yi Sheng who was fighting Yang Jian again.

By observing words and expressions, Xu Hao could clearly see that the blood in Yi Sheng's body was constantly burning.

As his blood continued to burn and dissipate, his combat effectiveness continued to increase.

But the bloodline will eventually burn out, and if he has not captured Yang Jian by that time, he will surely die.

And Xu Hao knew that he couldn't take Yang Jian down.

Yi Sheng had exhausted all his strength, but Yang Jian had only used less than [-]% of his strength.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully triggering the task: kill Yi Sheng and give Yi Sheng a face!"

"Although Yi Sheng is the host's enemy, he is worthy of being a true warrior. A warrior should die like a warrior!"

"Mission reward: [-] million malicious points, two designated summoning opportunities, two extreme awakening opportunities!"

Just then, the system sounded.

There was also a flash of light in Xu Hao's eyes.

This is a man who respects even the system.