The Emperor Summoning System

Li Shi sneered in his heart, no wonder these people would connect together.

Because those towns, like Nanhai Town, were located in remote places, and the news was not delivered in a timely manner.

So they don't seem to know that Ma Huan, who they rely on as their umbrella, has already died in the hands of Li Shi.

Therefore, I chose the wrong object of provocation, and met Li Shi who didn't know who to use to stand up!

Since you guys are willing to be cannon fodder, I, Li Shi, will be your.his.mother's Italian cannon!

Li Shi stood up from his seat, walked slowly to the front of the stage, walked like a dragon and a tiger, looking forward and looking mighty, with the appearance of an emperor in his gestures and gestures.

He pulled out the Longyuan sword and pointed at Song Huai in the hall: This manor is the eleventh son of the Principality, can this status be used as a document? Do you have any objections to Song Huai from Tonggu Town?

Immediately, the long sword swept across the hall, and the aura of holy vitality leaped from the blade, and said coldly: Do you have any objections, gentlemen?!

The hall instantly fell into deathly silence!

The officials were first startled by the eleventh son Li Shi said, and then they saw that Li Shi was a monk, and their hearts trembled again!

The reason why Ma Huan was able to rule Seven Star City for more than ten years before was inseparable from his middle-level Xuanyuan Realm cultivation.

After all, in this world, there are still many ordinary people who cannot cultivate.

Moreover, Li Shi's aura didn't seem to be much weaker than Ma Huan, not to mention the murderous white-robed young general and the unfathomable plain-robed old man beside him.

Some people have already retreated in their hearts, and quietly stayed away from Song Huai's group.

For a moment, the small circle of Song Huai and others was instantly isolated by the officials in the hall, which seemed unusually abrupt.

Song Huai still refused to give up and tried to win over the officials around him: Everyone, don't listen to his nonsense. I have never heard of a prince named Li Shi in the Principality. He must be a fake!

idiot! Li Shi cursed inwardly.

Song Huai, you have to be clear, there is no need for the government to explain so much to you, and the government doesn't care whether you believe it or not.

Li Shi decided to use the way of the overlord to rule the Seven Star City with hundreds of officials and bureaucrats!

The Dragon Yuan sword in his right hand shook slightly, and a stream of white light suddenly turned from the head of the sword to the tip of the sword.

A transparent sword shadow flew out from Longyuan Sword and hovered over Li Shi's chest.

Song Huai's pupils shrank, and he instantly understood Li Shi's plan, and suddenly turned around and ran out of the hall!

The government has established the first rule of the meeting today: Anyone who disturbs the order of the meeting without reason will be killed!

As soon as the word cut came out, the transparent sword shadow suddenly turned into a bright white rainbow, which was as fast as thunder and lightning, and flashed across the hall!

The supreme exercise, the fourth level, the fourth form, Changhong Penetrates the Sun!

The shadow of the sword was like light, causing everyone to close their eyes.

When they opened their eyes again, a Dou Daren's head suddenly flew into the air with splattered blood, and then landed in the hall, Gululu rolled a few times before stopping.

Everyone looked around, and the one lying on the ground was Song Huai's head? !

At this time, due to inertia, Song Huai's headless corpse continued to run a few steps forward before losing momentum and falling to the ground.

The mayors who had been standing by Song Huai's side before saw this scene, and they were terrified.

The tears flew together, like a few pugs, and ran to Li Shi, begging for mercy!

My lord, Song Huai encouraged us to do this!

Yes, yes! I hope the city lord will spare my life!

At this moment, Li Shi felt like a director of a pig factory, looking indifferently at a group of stupid pigs who would not cry without seeing the coffin!