Wild beast war god

The soul-stealing battlefield was too big, and even the spirit shadow of the Imperial Martial Stage could not find Sikong Jing in the first place.

Even the two-horned fighting tiger and the bloody giant cat that kidnapped Hua Meixi were unable to accurately capture Sikong Jing's position after the aura of the Black Prison Sky-Devouring Tiger disappeared.

Therefore, the two Imperial Martial Spirit Shadows sent out by them searched for half a month.

It wasn't until the aura of the Black Hell Devouring Tiger on Sikong Jing's body completely erupted that they finally sensed it.

Of course they have no intelligence, they just accept orders.

Just like that, two imperial martial arts spirit figures flashed in the direction of Sikong Jing, Er Yan and the others... Their position at this time was around the mountainous area where Sikong Jing fought against San Yan.

That was the area where Sikong Jing first burst out the power of the Black Hell Devouring Tiger.

So it won't take long for them to arrive at Sikong Jing's current location and complete their mission.

Here, Er Yan's glacier power was colliding crazily with Sikong Jing's sky-swallowing war hammer.

As for Zhang Duiyi, just as Sikong Jing said, the moment the latter took out the hammer, he hugged his torn off arm and ran madly in the direction of Zhang Duiyin and the old man's family...

He used up all the remaining energy in his body and kept running wildly. He frantically urged the treasure to accelerate.

But even so, Zhang Duiyi still felt affected. His back was constantly torn and torn apart, his clothes and inner armor were broken into pieces, and his flesh and blood were constantly torn apart by the impact of the two forces behind him, almost revealing his dense flesh. bone.

"No wonder Junior Brother Sikong doesn't let me look back."

At this moment, Zhang Duiyi secretly smiled bitterly. If he turned around, it would be his face, his chest, etc. that would be torn apart. It was possible that the arms in his arms would also be torn into pieces, and his hands would no longer be restored.

"It's too scary. What kind of god is Junior Brother Sikong?" Zhang Duiyi asked wildly in his heart.

Of course, if he was in peak condition, he would not be affected so much, and there would be no problem even standing still and watching the battle, but Zhang Duiyi also understood that he was no longer a match for Sikong Jing.

And maybe, Sikong Jing can really defeat Er Yan.

Finally, after running for a while, Zhang Duiyi felt that the power behind him was no longer so strong, and then he stopped.

Then he finally turned around and looked at the center of the battlefield. Vaguely, he could see that the glacier shining with white light had been completely broken, but Sikong Jing's terrifying hammer wave seemed to still have room to move forward.

"Junior Brother Sikong is stronger than Er Yan." Zhang Duiyi's eyes flashed with light and his eyes were red.

And at this moment, a cold and cold voice sounded in his ears...

"The genius of Dongba who lost an arm, your life belongs to me. Remember that I am a disciple of the Zhengling Sect."

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure killed Zhang Duiyi, who was dripping with blood all over his body.

The latter's eyes widened, and he secretly smiled bitterly, forgetting that there was still a terrifying fight around him. Could it be that after escaping from Er Yan's clutches, he would die at the hands of such a small soldier?

puff……

Just when Zhang Duiyi was extremely depressed, a second figure flashed in the darkness.

With a pop, a sword pierced the Zhengling Sect disciple in front of Zhang Duiyi.

Then a figure fell to the ground. This person was wearing a bamboo hat, slightly revealing his young face and said: "Zhang Dacai, I am from the old man's family. My name is Weng Xie. You can just call me A Xie."

"Please relax now, I will take you back to Zhang Xiaocai."

The person who rescued Zhang Duiyi was A Xie, who was chasing the disciples of the Zhengling Sect.

Before Zhang Duiyi could react, Ah Xie hugged him and ran away, running all the way to Zhang Duiyin's position. During this period, several enemy figures came to attack him, making killing sounds.

But Ah Xie is like a spirit rat in the dark night. The shadow of his sword is lingering, and he can kill them all with one sword...

A series of actions surprised Zhang Duiyi, and soon after, his eyes finally tore through the darkness and saw his sister.

Beside his sister, a woman from an old man's family was facing the siege of several enemy figures. However, this woman protected her sister, fighting with ease and without fear.

When Ah Xie fell, the two of them worked together to kill several people, almost one by one with one sword strike.

After it was done, Ah Xie took Zhang Duiyi back to Zhang Duiyin. At this time, Zhang Duiyi no longer thought about anything else, but stared closely at his blind sister.

For a moment, tears streamed down my face.

And Zhang Duiyin seemed to sense something. Her lips trembled slightly and she asked tentatively: "Zhang Da?"

"Zhang Xiao..."

Zhang Duiyi finally couldn't help crying and hugged Zhang Duiyin tightly in his arms. Both of them burst into tears in an instant.

Although it was a very short time, it was almost like the difference between life and death.

But it didn't take long for them to realize that the crisis was far from over.

Zhang Duiyin asked quickly: "Zhang Da, what's going on with Junior Brother Sikong?"

Hearing this, Zhang Duiyi gently let go of his sister and looked back at the direction of the battle. There was still a constant collision of zhenqi. He said in a hoarse voice: "If you can win, Junior Brother Sikong will definitely win."

Just at this moment, he looked up at Axiang who was taking care of Yu Zhang Duiyin, and said in a low voice: "Thank you very much. Where is Axie?"

At this time, Zhang Duiyi wanted to thank A Xie, but in the blink of an eye he found that the latter was missing.

Axiang smiled and replied softly: "He went to kill someone again."

Suddenly, Zhang Duiyi was stunned and looked around. In the darkness, he could only see bursts of swords and shadows and explosions of true energy, but he could sense that the aura belonging to the old man's family was very strong.

The old man's family seems to have completely controlled the battlefield and is frantically chasing the enemy.

After sensing it for a while, he couldn't help but ask again: "When did you become so powerful?"

Zhang Duiyi clearly remembered the way A Xie killed the enemy just now, and also clearly remembered A Xiang's calmness and unhurriedness in facing several enemies, but he also remembered that before entering the soul-stealing battlefield, the young people of the old man's family were very Ordinary.

It's only been half a month, so they've made too much progress, right?

Axiang puffed up her chest slightly and replied: "Because Sikong Genius is the one who taught us how to truly kill the enemy."

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Duiyi was stunned, and Zhang Duiyin was also stunned...

There was only one question in the minds of the brother and sister. What did Sikong Jing do after entering the soul-stealing battlefield?

Next, members of the old man's family returned one after another.

Their swords were full of blood, and they still wore bamboo hats but looked brilliant. When everyone returned, Ah Xie smiled and said: "Two geniuses, more than 200 people around them have been killed, and we have no casualties. No more worries."

Hearing this, Zhang nodded to brother and sister Yi.

Then Zhang Duiyin took a deep breath and said, "Then should you go help Junior Brother Sikong now?"

Hearing this, Ah Xie also looked at the place where Sikong Jing and Er Yan were fighting, and said with a wry smile: "I'm afraid I can't help. Going there will only affect Sikong Genius. We just wait quietly."

boom……

The moment Ah Xie's words fell, a sound like a crack in the sky came from the direction of the battle in the ice and snow, and a terrifying shock wave rushed over with a white figure.

Then the white figure landed heavily on the ground, sending out a huge cloud of dust and smoke.