Wild beast war god

The woman stared blankly at the young man in black who suddenly appeared and took away Hao Min's child, forgetting to react for a moment.

At the same time, the men who were laughing wildly also suddenly stopped talking, staring at the young man in black with fear, fear and vigilance.

The leading man's face also froze and he immediately asked: "Who are you?"

The young man in black is of course Sikong Jing...

But he did not answer, but slightly pinched the chubby cheeks of the child in his arms, and then slowly raised his head and asked: "If you don't rush to Luanqi District to seize the battle flag and seize the territory, do you still have the leisure to play here? "

As the voice fell, everyone immediately looked at each other...

"Friend, don't meddle in other people's business." The leading man did not answer, but spoke coldly.

puff……

But just as he finished speaking, blood mist suddenly spurted out of the leading man's throat and he fell to the ground.

All of a sudden, everyone around was stunned, with their mouths wide open.

Is this young man in black a devil? Why does he just kill people when he says they will kill people? How did he take action just now?

After finishing the killing, Sikong Jing's expression remained unchanged, as if he had done something insignificant...

He continued, teasing the child in his arms.

Finally, after the crying gradually disappeared and turned into giggles, Sikong Jing raised his head again and looked indifferently at the pale men around him...

"Aren't you going to the seventh district?" Sikong Jing asked again.

After opening his mouth, a man knelt down with a plop and shouted wildly: "Sir, please forgive me, we did not participate in the area grab."

Sikong Jing was a little surprised, but then he realized that there were indeed some older people among them. He nodded and asked again: "So, are you looking for opportunities to bully women during the battle for the district?"

After opening their mouths, the men did not dare to speak at all.

“If you don’t look for opportunities or work hard to survive, you are bullying others, alas!”

When Sikong Jing said this, he sighed softly.

Then his eyes suddenly opened, and the power of Lingtai's sea of ​​consciousness turned into threads and blasted out...

bang bang bang...

All the men in front of him stared wide-eyed, and then they were all killed on the spot, and no one survived.

Seeing this, the woman in front trembled and was speechless. After three breaths, she slowly knelt down in front of Sikong Jing, staring at the child in Sikong Jing's arms with red eyes, and tears fell heavily.

Sikong Jing sighed softly, silently handed the laughing child back to her hand, then turned and left...

He also said nothing, because this is the world.

If he sees it, he will take care of it, but if he doesn't see it, he can't do anything. However, he has just carved a meridian in the child's body. In the future, he may become the next Fan Kui, provided that he can grow up smoothly.

bang bang bang...

Behind him, the woman's heavy kowtow could be heard, but Sikong Jing had already walked away.

It wasn't until the early morning of the next day that he entered the Chaanqi District. No one discovered his whereabouts, and now he was preparing to blow up his whereabouts.

Sikong Jing was going to use a fight to break through to the spiritual realm.

Walking on the relatively good streets of Luanqi District, Sikong Jing said in vain: "Come out!"

shhhhhh...

As Sikong Jing's voice fell, figures flashed out around him, and there were actually five or six hundred people.

Among them, there are dozens of people in the Heavenly King Realm and hundreds of people in the Tenghai Realm...

After everyone came out, they all stared at Sikong Jing with a look of fanaticism in their eyes.

In response, Sikong Jing said calmly: "With so many people from the Heavenly King Realm and Tenghai Realm, they can at least shake up the power in the Third District. If you want my ultimate imperial weapon, you will probably pay a heavy price."

He knew very well that these people were not only because of Pei Yuzheng's harsh words, but more importantly... they wanted to take away his King's Halberd.

Although no one noticed Sikong Jing's whereabouts all the way here, he did find other people's whereabouts and heard other people's conversations. Many people were looking for his whereabouts.

Of course it’s for the ultimate imperial weapon!

The strong men in the sky cannot directly inform their disciples, but they can think of other ways.

For example, what kind of signal is sent, or how to draw the attention of the disciples directly with the engraving of zhenqi. In short, after a day and a night, almost everyone in the entire battle for the area knew that he, Sikong Jing, had the ultimate imperial weapon.

Some people even say that he has such combat power, not only an ultimate imperial weapon, but also a lot of treasures left behind by Lord Tyrant Soul.

So when Sikong Jing stopped deliberately hiding his whereabouts, he was immediately targeted.

There were five to six hundred people in front of them, at least six forces united.

At this time, a Heavenly King Realm expert with a mustache stepped out heavily and stared at Sikong Jing coldly.

"My third-grade combat body is at the peak of the Heavenly King Realm, and I can overwhelm those in the second district..."

"As the saying goes, wealth can be found in danger..."

"It's almost impossible for us to rush to the first area. How about fighting to get your ultimate imperial weapon and all the treasures on you. Even if we get down to the eighth area, it will be no worse than grabbing the second area. "

"We can afford this price."

When Mustache's voice fell, a second Heavenly King realm master stepped out.

"Yes, as long as we sell the ultimate imperial weapons, there will be forces that shake up the first area and give up their territory."

Although on the surface, no territory can be given up in the battle for the zone, that is just the surface.

As long as the benefits are big enough, nothing is off limits.

With a territory as big as Dongba Villa, it is impossible to guarantee that you will grab so much in every district battle, so sometimes you have to spend money to buy a few battle flags to ensure that Dongba Villa will not be divided. Lose.

This is the underlying rule that shakes the city...

"Then what if nothing is caught? Isn't it too risky?" Sikong Jing asked casually.

As soon as these words came out, everyone around them twitched their lips, and then someone shouted: "You are just one person, what are you going to do so that we can't get anything? No matter how many treasures you have, they are just non-combat weapons. It’s just a situation.”

"Stop talking nonsense to him and kill him quickly, otherwise more and more people will come to snatch the treasure from us."

Someone else roared and spoke, and then without hesitation, this person came directly to kill Sikong Jing.

As soon as this person moved, the five to six hundred people in the audience also moved, and the billowing zhenqi attacked Sikong Jing.

But Sikong Jing's expression did not change. He had already grasped the Overlord Halberd in his hand and whispered: "Kill!"

Next, the aura of the Overlord Soul Demonic Halberd soared into the sky again, and screams shook the streets in front of him.

After half a quarter of an hour, calm returned.

There was no one alive around Sikong Jing.

No matter what realm he was in, people were chopped down by his halberd. He dragged the bloody halberd forward slowly and said calmly: "Since you are here, why are you hiding and not showing up?"

There were echoes, but there was no echo from the surrounding streets. It was as quiet as a dead city.

Around Sikong Jing, at least five or six young people from various factions came, but no one dared to come out anymore. They saw with their own eyes that Sikong Jing was besieged and chopped down everyone who had just appeared.

Five to six hundred people were killed in half a quarter of an hour. What else would they do if they went out to die now?

"Since I won't come out, I will leave..."

With that said, Sikong Jing had left the street, leaving only the smell of blood.