LitRpg：My Supreme Hero Summoning System

"Kill!"

Shouted, but spit out a mouthful of blood foam in his mouth. Xiang Wushuang's body stabilized in mid air and was shaken and flew up again.

"It's really rough and thick." Ghost wasteland sneers.

"Is this your father's gift to you? It's really a continuous line of Wang Ba, ha ha ha!" The blood dragon roared with laughter.

The blood girl didn't speak, she cut down with a sword, almost completely split Xiang Wushuang's body and flew out with blood.

At this dangerous juncture, the survivors of Nanli city not only shrank because of the fire, but also reached the edge of the city master's house.

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There is a lone peak, towering like a cloud. People run to it, hoping to escape the fire here.

The appearance of Xianlu made many people with low accomplishments climb up.

Compared with the cultivation environment on their own planet, it is much better here. The cultivation resources obtained by working and exile here are much faster than those on their own planet.

These people are so weak that they can hardly participate in the world war. In front of Dacheng, the supreme Dacheng level, they are no different from ordinary people. They are as fragile as paper, so they can only hide here and cry.

Above the isolated peak, there is a temple built in memory of the heroes who died in the war.

On the immortal Road, as long as it is not the city where the dark forces are located, there are such temples, some are several heroes in one temple, and some are one temple.

This temple is the temple of Xiang Yu, Xiang's unparalleled father.

At such a desperate moment, people can only pray for the reappearance of heroes and miracles outside the temple.

When the fire reached the top of the mountain, people began to rush into the fierce fire in despair, or fly into the air, but they could not break through the barrier and would be killed immediately.

"God, why should it affect us!"

"I'm just here to dig the ore crystallized by divine power for them, sobbing!"

"These dark forces don't want to pay attention to our human lives. Once they lay down the city and often kill the city, we will be buried today."

Outside the temple, there were bursts of crying.

In the temple, a man with long hair and shawl was looking up at the tall statue, and a smile could not help but appear at the corners of his mouth.

"I don't know who made this statue. It looks like it."

He seemed to be dull and only knew that he was immersed in his own world.

He was used to the real end, experienced the most painful war in the world, and walked between life and death. His heart was different from ordinary people.

"I don't know why, this time the dark forces did their best to fight south from the city."

"It is said that Xiang Wushuang, the son of the former hero Xiang Yu, is here. They want to kill him."

"Hey, are we still implicated by the descendants of heroes?"

"This can't be nonsense. If it weren't for the bloody war of Xiang Yu and others in the past, we might have become the supreme blood food of darkness."

The voice outside was very clear, and some key words fell into the ears of the people in the temple and crossed in his mind like thunder.

"Xiang Wushuang... That's a good name."

After saying something, he was startled, turned around and stepped out of the temple.

As he turned around, the idol worshipped by thousands of people collapsed with a bang.

"What's going on?"

"Is it because Xiang Yu's spirit has a feeling and can't do anything, so Pathetique has destroyed himself?"

The crowd was terrified.

Just then, the tall figure came out with gray hair.

He is so ordinary that there is no mysterious fluctuation all over him. He is even more ordinary than these people; He is so extraordinary. His eyes are as deep as the universe, and his tall and straight back is as strong as the sky. The whole person gives people an unspeakable charm and breath.

"There are people in the temple!"

"Did he destroy the statue?"

The crowd retreated a lot. One of them stood up with courage and shouted, "why do you insult the hero? Who are you?"

The figure did not speak, but frowned and asked, "who are the people fighting here?"

"The dark forces are killing Xiang unparalleled. It seems that Lord Di Renjie has been injured. I'm afraid they can't last long." A rather young man shouted. His eyes stared at Xiang Yu's face and looked at it again and again.

Finally, he flopped down on his knees, his face full of excitement.

The people around him startled him and looked at the guy around him.

"Your boy is scared silly. Why are you playing tricks!"

He raised his head tremblingly and said, "he... He... He's Xiang Yu!"

"What?"

The people were surprised and looked up at the figure.

At this moment, a rumbling sound rolled out of the temple, and the head of a statue came into the eyes of the people.

Take a closer look, it's just like the person in front of you!

"Miracles!"

I don't know who shouted. Everyone knelt down and bowed down!

"Go to Xiang supreme and save me again!"

The figure did not fluctuate. He looked up at the boundary in the air and punched directly across the distance.

Seeing this action, everyone was stunned.

Is it difficult that Xiang Yu is a fake? Why don't you feel the fluctuation of Xuanqi?

The legendary Xiang Yu can shake the supreme and threaten the universe. It will never be such a reaction.

After that punch, from the top of the mountain to the top, all the space was distorted in an instant!

The strong and incomparable boundary has been turned into nothing.

"How could this happen!" The people who kept the border secretly shouted in horror, and then vomited blood one after another.

Boo!

Like the burst of a balloon, the huge boundary twinkle broke into foam and vanished from the sky.

"The border is broken?"

The Eastern crown prince suddenly raised his head and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Never mind, they have no strength. Kill them!" Ghost wasteland drinks angrily.

In the field, everyone has been exhausted and seriously injured. Only long linger and Xiang Wushuang are still struggling to support.

Seeing that the border was broken, the last fine awn flashed in the eyes of long linger. He immediately urged his own Longyuan Power and shouted, "unparalleled, I'll take you out!"

Xiang Wushuang staggered and received another knife. He jumped up with his last strength and grabbed a dragon's tail.

"Ah!"

The dragon's body was bleeding, and the Dragon ling'er burned his life and rushed out to die.

"Can you walk away?"

A giant snake flew out of Youming fairy's side. It flew like a dragon in the air and directly hit the dragon spirit.

"Get up!"

At the same time, the figure raised his feet and shook, and the people on the lonely peak couldn't help flying high into the sky.

Then he suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the whole mountain like a stone!

Pull out the mountain and be incomparable!

The people in the air were completely in a dull state.

"Die!"

The giant snake roared and wanted to knock the Dragon ling'er down.

Hoo Hoo!

When the wind blew, the mountain flew into the air and hit the snake, bursting into a torrential rain of blood.

A figure came step by step, like a shadow in a twinkling of an eye.

"Who are you!" The Eastern crown prince shouted angrily.

Slightly lowered his head, carried his hands, frowned tightly, and suddenly raised his head.

"Xiang Yu."

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