Wild beast war god

Chen'er was stunned, and then he spat out a mouthful of blood. He used the treasure to speed back and said, "Senior Sister Sanyan, save me!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Sanyan had already stepped down from the top of the mountain. In just a moment, she appeared in front of Chen'er and sealed the latter's body with ice. Finally, Sanyan threw it out...

After being frozen, Chen'er was thrown over Sikong Jing's head and hit the hillside behind Sikong Jing.

boom……

After the impact, the ice was shattered, and Chen Er stood up again, but he couldn't stop vomiting blood.

At the same time, Chen'er still looked confused. After asking for help, Sanyan appeared, and then inexplicably sealed him in ice and threw him out like a ball... What on earth was he doing?

The feeling of being frozen is very uncomfortable, okay?

At this time, Sanyan replied: "You continue to chase the weaklings of the old man's family. This time, you don't have to worry about attacks from behind."

With these words, Chen Er finally understood what was going on.

Sanyan just wanted to let herself go after the old man and the weak chicken smoothly, but the method was more insulting.

But of course Chen'er didn't dare to say anything, so he could only turn around and speed up...

I don't know why, but Chen'er just wants to get away from Sikong Jing as soon as possible, as far away as possible.

He was scared, really scared!

And Sikong Jing didn't chase him because he was locked tightly by Sanyan again.

Sanyan seemed to be walking along the ice and snow: "Why, can you use the supreme power of forgetfulness of my Wu Nian Holy Sect?"

Sikong Jing still stood on the hilt of the knife and looked back at Sanyan: "Why do you think that I must be the Supreme Being?"

Again, the Supreme Art of Forgetting Love was learned by ancient powerful men from the meridians of the Jue Ye Wolf King, and Sikong Jing’s Jue Ye Ice Dance Sword also came from the Jue Ye Wolf King. The two have the same origin... …

But Sikong Jing is not forgetful!

"You still want to deny it, right? It doesn't matter. I will blow off all your hands and feet and then see if you say anything."

San Yan's tone was extremely ruthless, and then her sword rose like an iceberg and struck Sikong Jing.

Sikong Jing took a deep breath, but instead of putting away the sword at his feet, a light flashed in his hand.

A sword appeared, and it was the Ultimate Spiritual Weapon Sword that Duanmu Chun asked Yao Yulou to reward him with.

The gesture is exactly the Six-Elephant Dragon Sword Skill!

Within his body, the meridians of the Six-Elephant Heavenly Dragon in the Imperial Martial Stage began to crawl like the meridians of the Iron-Winged Vulture before. Sikong Jing still didn’t know how strong Sanyan was, but he knew that only by continuing to break through could he guarantee victory.

"If you don't use the supreme power of forgetfulness, then I will... force you to use it."

Sanyan was very angry at the sword skills that Sikong Jing showed now.

She took it for granted that Sikong Jing's supreme power of forgetfulness was the strongest trump card, so the sword rose again and the iceberg arrived.

The sword of iceberg hit Sikong Jing hard.

At this moment, a cold light flashed in Sikong Jing's eyes: "It turns out that you are only a fifth-grade combat body. I thought you were a sixth-grade one."

The moment Sanyan took action, Sikong Jing judged that the opponent's combat body level was only fifth level.

But this is normal, sixth grade and above are very rare.

"It is true that I am only a fifth-grade combat body, but disciples of the Wu Nian Holy Sect are different from ordinary people."

After San Yan finished speaking, the iceberg suddenly pressed on Sikong Jing's head and turned into ice swords, rushing towards Sikong Jing.

The three golden divine dragon meridians in Sikong Jing's body were pulsing wildly. The meridians of the Six-Elephant Heavenly Dragon, with the three divine dragon meridians as the core, crashed into Sikong Jing's sword. In an instant, the heavenly dragon roared and merged with the power of the sea of ​​consciousness from the Lingtai to shock the attacking ice sword.

bang bang bang...

The ice sword shattered crazily!

But Sanyan's power is too strong, and the power of Taishang Wangqing is like the ruthless rules of the field, causing the surrounding temperature to drop to freezing point.

Therefore, Sikong Jing shouted again: "Beast skills, Ten Dragons Killing Sword!"

After the Six-Elephant Heavenly Dragon, ten more demonic dragons exploded around Sikong Jing, and the demonic dragon sword light crushed the incoming ice swords.

When Sikong Jing fell back on the hilt of the knife, the surrounding icebergs had disappeared.

But Sanyan's figure also disappeared, and the surrounding area was still covered with ice and snow. Snowflakes seemed to be falling continuously, and each snowflake was like a terrifying flying needle. What was even more terrifying was that Sanyan didn't know which snowflake was hidden inside.

Sikong Jing's spirit power surged crazily, and he shouted in a low voice: "Beast skill, Shadow Moon!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure disappeared.

Now that Sanyan disappears, he will also disappear. Next, it depends on whose sense of smell is sharper and whose sword is stronger and stronger.

Suddenly, Sanyan's faint voice sounded: "I found you!"

"Both each other." Sikong Jing responded.

Clang, clang, clang, clang...

In the ice and snow, two strange sword lights continued to explode among the snowflakes, but the two figures were almost invisible.

In the distance, after Chen Er dealt with several spiritual figures that were attacking him, he stared blankly at the ice and snow under the mountain top. He could clearly see the shadows of swords and swords in the snowflakes all over the sky, which was strange and terrifying.

He couldn't help but murmured: "Isn't Dongba boy's imperial weapon too outrageous?"

In Chen'er's opinion, Sikong Jing could almost crush him.

But Sanyan is really, really strong, and it shouldn't be too difficult to deal with Sikong Jing. But now he saw a scene that seemed to be evenly matched, and he said in a low voice: "What kind of imperial weapon can be so blessed?" Combat strength?"

His brows furrowed wildly, Chen Er had never heard of such an imperial weapon.

No matter how powerful the imperial weapon is, it can improve the true energy, but it can't also improve a person's combat skills or fighting methods, right?

"Could it be that it's not an imperial weapon? But that Dongba boy is so strong himself?"

Saying that, Chen Er shuddered hard and shook his head heavily.

"It's impossible. There can't be anyone in the world who is in the martial arts realm and can defeat the fifth-level physical and spiritual realm."

"Besides, now, his opponent is still the terrifying genius of Wu Nian Holy Sect."

He firmly denied the suspicion in his mind and became enthusiastic about Sikong Jing's imperial weapon again.

I really want it!

It's a pity that with Sanyan here, the imperial weapon cannot be his.

"I don't want to think about it anymore. I'd better hurry up and chase that old man. If he escapes, I'll be dead."

As he said that, Chen Er did not dare to watch the battle at the top of the mountain anymore, but turned around to continue chasing out. However, just as he turned around, his eyes suddenly froze, and an arrow suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

The tip of the arrow flashed with cold light and came right between his eyebrows.

The arrow came so fast and suddenly that Chen'er had no time to explode his true energy to protect his body, so he could only dodge by shaking his head.

However, the arrow still flew past his scalp, and at the same time cut a little bit of his skull, making him grin in pain, but he still quickly looked at the person who shot the hidden arrow...

The next moment, Chen Er couldn't help but roared: "I'm a weakling, how dare you come back and lay a secret arrow on me."

The archer turned out to be A Xie, who should have fled far away.

You bastard, if you hadn't reacted quickly just now, your head would have been pierced.

Thinking of this, Chen Er rushed towards Ah Xie angrily, but the latter turned around and ran away without even thinking.