Wild beast war god

"You are in a small martial arts realm. Even if I am seriously injured, you will not be able to escape."

"How dare you come back and die, I'll fucking help you."

When Chen Er saw Ah Xie running away, he couldn't help but roar. He immediately caught up with Ah Xie and used his true energy to cover Ah Xie fiercely. Although he said harsh words, he still wanted to capture Ah Xie alive so that he could fight out the message bird, and Find Weng Ting.

Ah Xie was locked by Chen'er's true energy and became motionless.

Chen Er, on the other hand, strode forward with a distorted face.

He held the bloody hand that had just been blasted by Sikong Jing and shouted coldly: "Weak chickens are weak chickens. Now your Dongba genius can't come to save you again, and I will cut off your hands and feet first."

Touching the blood on his scalp, Chen Er shouted again: "This is the price you pay for shooting a secret arrow at me."

Saying that, Chen'er was about to cut off Ah Xie's right hand holding the bow...

However, at this moment, Ah Xie suddenly stretched out his hand and threw out the bamboo hat on his head, and suddenly a strand of hair fell away.

A woman's face appeared under the bamboo hat, and it turned out not to be A Xie.

For a moment, Chen Er was stunned.

The outstretched hand froze in mid-air and his eyes widened. It only took him a moment to realize: "No, it's a scam!"

But, it's too late.

Two strange hands stretched out from the ground in vain, firmly grasping Chen'er's feet and pulling them down wildly.

"what!"

In an instant, Chen Er screamed and his feet were pulled into the soil.

While struggling in fear, Chen'er suddenly felt a loud roar of wind above his head. He quickly looked up, but what he saw was a huge hammer, and before he could react... Buzz!

Chen Er felt like his head was hit hard by a hammer, and stars suddenly appeared in his eyes.

The next moment, a voice came from the soil: "Chen'er, I am the old man and weakling you call me, and now I am going to chop off your legs."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Er felt a tearing pain coming from his thigh, and he screamed miserably.

"Then, the second leg!"

Following this sound, Chen'er's second leg also felt severe pain, and both legs felt completely empty.

He frantically wanted to shake out his true energy...

However, a crazy female voice came from above: "Chen'er, give me another blow!"

hum!

His head was hit with a hammer again, his whole head buzzed, and he instantly forgot about the pain in his legs.

And because Hou Chen'er's legs were cut off, his whole body was pushed into the air... and it was Ah Xie who pushed him out.

The next moment, Ah Xie slashed at Chen'er with one knife after another.

"I am an old man and a weakling, but I want to kill you and cut you into pieces."

Ah Xie made a crazy sound and slashed at Chen'er's body one after another. When Chen'er no longer screamed, he was still slashing...

Until...I was hugged tightly.

The person hugging him was the Hongchui woman who was wearing a bamboo hat and disguised as A Xie.

"Brother A Xie, don't chop anymore, Chen'er is already dead."

Following this voice, Ah Xie gradually calmed down.

With his face stained with blood, he turned to look at the Hongchui woman, and then said in a trembling voice: "Axiang, we killed Chen'er, we actually killed Chen'er from Mochen Courtyard."

The hammer girl is called Weng Xiang, and of course she is also the young man from the old man's family entering the soul-stealing battlefield this time.

Previously, Ah Xie happened to meet her after escaping to the foot of the mountain.

After a while, the two of them decided to come back and help Sikong Jing. Of course, they saw the scene where Sikong Jing almost killed Chen'er, and they also saw the scene where Sikong Jing and Sanyan were fighting wildly.

They even saw the scene where Chen Er was sent to hunt down Ah Xie, so the two decided to deal with Chen Er.

A Xiang disguised himself as A Xie and shot a hidden arrow.

Then when Chen'er lost his cool, he led him to the place where Asie was ambushing.

One person was in the soil, and the other was attacking frantically outside, and finally killed Chen'er, who was extremely powerful for them.

At this moment, although Ah Xie's face was splattered with Chen'er's blood, he was going crazy with excitement.

However, Axiang did not have the terrifying experience that Axie had before. She calmly held Axie's hand and said, "Brother Axie, calm down first. Now is not the time to get excited."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ah Xie felt as if cold water had been poured over his head.

He stared blankly at the ice and snow below the top of the mountain, where the lights and shadows of swords were still clearly visible, and it was unparalleled in horror.

Suddenly, Ah Xie's whole body became cold again and said, "A Xiang, can we help Sikong Tiancai?"

Axiang shook his head slightly and said: "I'm afraid we can't help, we are really just weak chickens."

Hearing this, Ah Xie showed a painful expression again, but immediately said firmly: "Genius Sikong, we will definitely win!"

Axiang nodded heavily and said deeply: "What we have to do now is to hide and not cause trouble to Sikong Tiancai."

Of course Ah Xie understood, and then the two of them hurriedly hid behind a nearby rock and hid their auras tightly.

call……

At this moment, the figures of Sanyan and Sikong Jing reappeared in the ice and snow.

At this moment, Sanyan stretched out her hand and gently touched her flawless cheek. There was a cracked blood mark there. After taking her hand back, she saw the blood that belonged to her in her hand, and her beautiful eyes suddenly became cold.

She raised her head and stared at Sikong Jing opposite.

At this moment, Sikong Jing was still holding the sword.

But there were two large blood marks on his chest and back, which looked much deeper than Sanyan's. It was obvious that Sikong Jing was at a disadvantage in the flash of swords just now.

But this is normal. No matter how strong Sikong Jing is, he is only at the second level of martial arts.

And San Yan is at the pinnacle of the spiritual warfare realm, a genius disciple of the Wu Nian Holy Sect, and has a fifth-grade combat body... and is a more powerful being than Si Yan, who defeated Pei Fenyi before.

Her combat power is absolutely overwhelming in this battle to seize the soul. Neither Weng Ting nor Zhang Duiyi is her opponent.

They are both fifth-grade combat bodies, but the geniuses from both the Dongba branch and the Shiyu Shanluncheng branch are inferior to the genuine disciples of the Wu Nian Holy Sect. The biggest difference is that...their masters are more powerful.

Moreover, if Weng Ting and Zhang Duiyi were really talented, they would have been spotted by Lord Ba Lian and accepted as closed disciples.

Combat body level is just a kind of martial arts talent, but there are other talent factors, such as martial arts and so on.

If anyone knew that Sikong Jing did not rely on imperial weapons but fought against San Yan at the second level of martial arts, their jaws would definitely be dropped. Even if they were at a slight disadvantage, they would be able to brag for a lifetime.

"What a powerful fighting method."

At this time, Sanyan said coldly: "Even if you don't have an imperial weapon, you can still compete with a fifth-grade combat body in the same realm. But what I hate most is people who are not combat bodies but have strong combat power."

"You remind me of a very annoying girl, a little bitch."

After the words fell, Sanyan's whole body was covered with frost again.

Finally, the power of her combat body completely exploded at this moment, just like Weng Yinke had been attacked by the old monster before, her whole body was covered with flowing reptiles, but the reptiles on Sanyan's body had wings.

"Come and feel my fifth-grade Hanfly combat body, and then I won't kill you if I still ask you."

Sanyan's voice sounded in vain, her whole body's fighting strength exploded, and ice-colored dragonflies frantically rolled toward Sikong Jing.

For a moment, it was as if the falling snowflakes had wings...