The Summoner of the Battle of All Realms

"Dang" a loud bang sounded directly in the courtyard.

"Crack", the floor on the ground shattered directly, with the middle-aged man's feet as the center, spreading around in a circle, and a large pit appeared under the middle-aged man's feet.

Fortunately, the strength of the middle-aged man was strong enough, otherwise, the middle-aged man would have to kneel on the ground with the blow of Dian Wei's landslide.

But the middle-aged man was not feeling well either. The feather crest on his head shattered directly, his hair fluttered in the air, and the silver scale sword in his hand was knocked into the air by Dian Wei.

"Hey", the middle-aged swordsman took a deep breath. He felt that his hands were not his own. You shouldn't 'use your own weaknesses to attack your own strengths'. What you are good at is skills, and you should use your strength to break tricks. You shouldn't fight with the opponent and fall behind. Otherwise, even if you lose, you won't be defeated so thoroughly.

At this time, Dian Wei had already attacked the short halberd in his left hand, and he saw that the middle-aged swordsman was about to die here.

"Stop", two loud shouts came directly, Dian Wei's hand couldn't help but tilt upwards, and saw a halberd gas burst out directly from the short halberd, cutting the stone pillar behind the middle-aged swordsman directly.

"Hey", seeing the scene behind them, Lu Buwei and the middle-aged swordsman couldn't help gasping for air, it was too strong.

Lu Buwei was even more astonished. He knew very well the strength of the middle-aged swordsman. He originally thought that the middle-aged swordsman would solve the opponent quickly, but he did not expect that he would be instantly killed by the opponent. Although there was an element of underestimating the enemy, he lost It was too fast, so fast that he didn't have time to react. If it wasn't for his timely reaction, the middle-aged swordsman would be dead now.

It turned out that Lu Buwei thought too much, so Dianwei wouldn't care about Lu Buwei's thoughts. He only changed his angle after hearing Fusu's voice.

Seeing Dian Wei's actions, Fusu breathed a sigh of relief. Although he wasn't afraid of Lu Buwei, he shouldn't have too many old enemies. Besides, Lu Buwei was Ying Zheng's favorite. In Fusu's eyes, Lu Buwei was already dead. .

"Meet your son," Dian Wei knelt down on one knee when he saw Fusu.

"Eldest son," Lu Buwei's expression changed when he saw Fusu's figure. He seemed to have thought of something. His face was a little unsightly, but the extremely deep city government made Lu Buwei hide his emotions.

"Well, I don't know what Lord Xiangguo means?" Fusu looked at Lu Buwei indifferently, and a powerful force rose from his body, as if a set of giant dragons were scrutinizing each other.

"Misunderstanding, everything is a misunderstanding with this strong man, I don't know who the eldest son is here." Lu Buwei looked at Fusu's smaller body without any contempt on his face.

In his eyes, Fusu was a young dragon. Behind Fusu, he seemed to see a golden dragon hovering over him, guarding him.

"Oh, me, my grandmother missed me a little bit, so I stayed in Hanyuan Palace, what? Does this matter have to be approved by Lord Xiangguo?" Fusu smiled slightly.

"Don't dare, since that's the case, then the old man will leave." Lu Buwei knew that his goal would not be achieved.

"Lord Xiangguo, if you want people to not know, you must do nothing unless you do it yourself. People are doing it, and the sky is watching. Therefore, it is better for Lord Xiangguo to come to Hanyuan Hall less, especially at night." Fusu took out his wooden sword , said indifferently while playing with the wooden sword in his hand.

Smell of warning, say it directly.

"Yes, I have written it down." Lu Buwei's heart froze, and his eyes were full of murderous intent. This man seemed to know a lot of secrets, and he couldn't keep him, but now was not the time.

"Let's go," Lu Buwei waved at the middle-aged swordsman.

"Yes", the middle-aged swordsman took a deep look at Dian Wei, said nothing, picked up the silver scale sword on the ground and was about to leave.

Fusu put his hands on his back, looked at Lu Buwei's leaving back, and snorted coldly.

"Grandmother, I did what I promised you," Fusu turned around and said to Zhao Ji who came out of the Hanyuan Palace.

"Su Er, thank you grandmother." Zhao Ji nodded, and she begged to help Su not to embarrass Lu Buwei.

"Grandmother, what are you talking about? In grandson's heart, you are the closest person to grandson, and grandson must protect you for the rest of his life," Fusu said very emotionally. A person who has experienced hundreds of battles from the flowers, How could he not be sweet, he is very good at coaxing women, especially beautiful women.

Zhao Ji looked at Fusu's serious and immature expression, tears welling up in her eyes, and hugged Fusu tightly into her arms.

"Brother Dian, go and rest, there should be nothing to do tonight." Fusu looked at Dian Wei, a little unbearable.

"Young master, it's fine, I'm not sleepy," Dian Wei patted his chest, indicating that he didn't need it.

"There's so much nonsense, don't you listen to my words?" As the boss of a large company in Fusu's previous life, he was well aware of the reasoning of the emperor.

"Yes." Dian Wei saw that Fusu was thinking of himself so much, he was so moved that he bowed his hands to Fusu and walked out of the compound.

"Grandson, I didn't expect you to have such a powerful subordinate to defeat the Samurai Soul Swordsman directly." Zhao Ji looked at Dian Wei's leaving back, and couldn't help but admire.

"Grandmother, are there more things you don't know?" Fusu smiled softly.