Wild beast war god

Opposite him, Sikong Jing still stood proudly on the hilt of his sword.

He slowly threw the bamboo hat on his head out, held his sword and shouted: "What a coincidence, I also have a lot of things I want to ask you, and you also come and feel... the true energy of my third level of martial arts!"

boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, the zhenqi in Sikong Jing's body immediately exploded, and he suddenly entered the third realm of martial arts.

Yes, in the battle with San Yan, the meridians of Sikong Jing's Six Elephant Heavenly Dragon in the Emperor's Martial Stage were completely closed. After completing the construction of the second meridian in the Emperor's Martial Stage, Sikong Jing broke through again.

From the second level of Zhan Wu to the third level of Zhan Wu, the whole body's true energy surged upwards again.

Seeing this, Sanyan sneered expressionlessly: "I am not a waste of Mochen Academy. There is no difference between you at the second level of Zhanwu and your third level of Zhanwu."

Staring at the ice-colored dragonflies flying towards the sky, Sikong Jing replied indifferently: "Really? It's not a good thing to underestimate the enemy."

After the words fell, Sikong Jing stepped forward in vain.

From the handle of the knife, he pounced on the ice-colored dragonflies that were like locusts in the sky. To Sanyan's surprise, Sikong Jing took back the Ultimate Spiritual Weapon Sword in his hand, then turned back and shouted: "Sword!"

hum!

The sword stuck in the soil instantly flew up and landed on Sikong Jing's hand.

The next moment, Sikong Jing stood alone in front of the ice-colored dragonflies in the sky and said in a low voice: "You don't want to kill me, you just want to know why I can use your supreme power."

"And I'm here to tell you now, I am not forgetful... Jueye, Ice Dancing Sword!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the white light on the sword rose into the sky and slashed at the ice-colored dragonflies that were rushing towards the sky and covering the earth.

With one stroke of the knife, a line of sky was cut out.

Then Sikong Jing clearly saw Sanyan standing out of thin air behind the ice-colored dragonfly. In vain, he dropped the sword again, then gently raised his hands and shouted: "Beast Skill: Jueye Wolf Fang!"

Ow...

Suddenly, Sikong Jing let out a wolf howl.

The whole body's true energy emitted and transformed into a white demonic wolf, which pounced hard on Sanyan who was behind the ice-colored dragonflies in the sky.

Seeing this scene, Sanyan's eyes solidified and she said: "Jueye Demon Wolf."

As a practitioner of the Taishang Forgetting Art and a core disciple of the Wu Nian Holy Sect, it is impossible for San Yan not to know about the existence of the Jue Ye Demon Wolf, because there is more than one Jue Ye Demon Wolf in the Wu Nian Sacred Sect...

They are not the small local sect masters in Dongyuan and Northland like Mo Ci. Of course they know the origin of "The Secret of Forgetting Love".

He has also been studying the Jue Ye Demon Wolf, hoping to continue to improve the power of the supreme forgetfulness.

And Sikong Jing now looks like a terrifying night demon wolf.

During the killing, Sikong Jing coldly replied: "Yes, I am not the Supreme Wangqing of your Wu Nian Holy Sect. I am just a Jueye Wolf King. I should be the ancestor of your Supreme Wangqingjue."

In a sense, Jueye Wolf King is indeed the ancestor of Taishang Wangqingjue.

But after hearing this, Sanyan laughed coldly...

"I see, are there other forms of power that can be learned from the Night Demon Wolf?"

"No wonder it's so similar to my "The Secret of Forgetting Love"."

"But it's ridiculous for you to call yourself the Wolf King. There is almost no Wolf King in this world, and even if there is, it won't be you."

The demon wolf is just a demon wolf, and the wolf king is the wolf king. The gap between the two is huge.

There are many demon wolves, but the Wolf King is the king of wolves. Sikong Jing is even less likely to be the Wolf King. The power of the Jueye Demon Wolf that he is using now cannot be learned from the Wolf King.

Sikong Jing did not explain, he already turned into a wolf king and pounced on Sanyan and said: "Yes or no, let's fight it out."

Sanyan sneered and replied: "I have changed my mind. Since I already know that your supreme forgetfulness is not forgetfulness, it is useless to keep you. I will kill you."

After speaking, the sword came out, and the ice-colored dragonfly buzzed towards Sikong Jing.

"Really? But I still haven't changed my mind. I still have many things I want to ask you." Sikong Jing gave a low shout, tore open the ice-colored dragonfly with a wolf claw and pressed it directly on Sanyan's head...

In an instant, Sanyan dodged to avoid it.

Phew...several huge wolf claw marks suddenly appeared on the hillside.

At this moment, Sikong Jing's body was thirsty because of the rescuer's drink, and the newly understood meridians of the Jueye Wolf King also began to crawl, and those things that were previously incomprehensible began to be understood.

Because the supreme power of forgetfulness around him provided him with nutrients.

Why did he suddenly need to change his sword? Why did he suddenly need to use the power of the Jueye Wolf King?

Precisely because, now that the meridians of the Six Heavenly Dragons in the Imperial Martial Stage have been constructed, it is time to start the Jueye Wolf King. It would be best if they could break through to another realm. If they cannot break through, they can continue to become stronger.

Don’t forget that there are even smaller realms such as the third level of martial arts and the ninth level!

Sikong Jing must break through one level after another to at least reach the peak of the third level of martial arts... Kill, kill, kill!

At the same time, behind a rock on the mountainside.

A Xie and A Xiang stared at the battle below the top of the mountain through the gaps in the rocks.

What they saw now was an ice-colored demon wolf, big or small, slaying. Sometimes the demon wolf exploded with great energy, sometimes the demon wolf shrank its energy, and sometimes the demon wolf turned into a human and shot out the light and shadow of swords.

On the other side, ice-colored dragonflies were dancing all over the sky, surrounding the so-called demon wolf like locusts.

"Sikong Genius and the Wu Nian Holy Sect disciples are evenly matched. Sikong Genius seems to have turned into a demon wolf and is killing them."

Ah Xie's voice was very low, but it was vibrating wildly.

Axiang swallowed her saliva and replied: "The disciples of the Wu Nian Holy Sect are really terrible. If Sikong Tiancai can't win, I'm afraid Miss Weng Ting won't be able to win at all."

"Must win, must win."

Ah Xie's eyes turned red and he said, "Otherwise, our old man's family and Dongba's foreign aid will all die, and no one will survive."

Immediately, Axiang nodded heavily, holding the hammer in her hand tightly without saying a word.

She knew very well that only if Sikong Jing won this battle would he be able to fight in the future. Otherwise, the five geniuses of Wu Nian Holy Sect who were at the peak of the fifth level of spiritual warfare and Miss Weng would have no hope at all.

The battle continues and time keeps passing...

In the blink of an eye, one day passed.

The terrifying battle below the top of the mountain also lasted for a whole day and night. A Xie and A Xiang could occasionally see the figures of Sikong Jing and San Yan in the gaps, but now their bodies had turned into blood.

The two people in the duel didn't speak for a whole day and night. They just fought, fought, and killed!

For A Xie and A Xiang, this was a terrifying ordeal. They were so nervous that they were almost dehydrated.

Finally, another half day passed...

Sikong Jing withdrew the wolf shadow in vain, placed it on the handle of the knife again and said, "Sanyan, right? You seem to be more seriously injured than me, and I have reached the peak of the third level of martial arts."

"I'll capture you within half an hour."

As soon as he finished speaking, Sikong Jing jumped up and drew the sword again, and shouted in a low voice: "Jueye Ice Dance..."

The dancing frost all over the sky turned into the shadows of the Jueye Wolf King, completely surrounding San Yan.

Sikong Jing's eyes were fierce and he said: "Kill!"