Wild beast war god

During the battle between Sikong Jing and the top five Qianwang...

In the sky above the edge of Luanqi District and Luanba District, there are two divine shuttle ships slowly approaching each other.

A low voice sounded from one of the Shen Shuttle ships: "Master Yang, you are indeed a god in predicting events. You are worthy of being the one who can kill Pei Feishan. Sikong Jing is indeed still between the Luanba District and the Luanqi District. .”

The head of the Yang family in this person's mind is of course Yang Zhi.

Yang Zhi was standing on another divine shuttle ship at this moment. He bid farewell to Gong Ying and others for the time being, and only brought everyone from Yang Mansion here.

The person speaking now is the head of a family that shakes up the local power in District 1. His surname is He.

He has some friendship with Yang Zhi!

Yang Zhi chuckled when he heard this and replied: "Master He deserves the award, I was just making a wild guess... I just feel that it is impossible for the little beast Sikong to rush so fast to collide with the masters of the major forces, and he will definitely fall behind. Last."

It was indeed a wild guess, but there was a sense of pride on Yang Zhi's face because he guessed it right.

He chuckled and boasted loudly: "Master Yang is too humble. Did you guess that little beast Sikong will definitely fight against the pursuers of the Thousand Kings Holy Tower around Luanqi District?"

"How did the Yang family master guess this?"

Regarding this, the head of the He family really can't figure it out...

Sikong Jing disappeared completely after shooting the arrow yesterday. No one could find him. The pursuers of the Thousand Kings Holy Tower were extremely angry, but Yang Zhi guessed it accurately.

Regarding this issue, Yang Zhi's face was even more proud...

"It's very simple. The little beast Sikong must make the Overlord King's Halberd shine, thereby attracting the attention of Lord Ba Lian, who is also temporarily out of contact. Therefore, he must take action, and he must not be able to hide in the corner forever."

"His character is like this. He likes to rush around like a bull."

"He killed one person in the Thousand Kings Holy Tower with an arrow. He must have wanted to kill more. With five pursuers, he must have thought he had a chance."

Yang Zhi kept analyzing for the He family leader...

If Sikong Jing could hear what he said, he would definitely applaud and praise him. It was rare that Yang Zhi was smart for once.

The head of the He family also stroked his beard and nodded heavily, and praised Yang Zhi a few more words...

Then he stared at the battle below, frowned and said: "But with so many people besieging us, plus the five people from the Thousand Kings Holy Tower, I'm afraid this little Sikong beast won't be able to stop it."

The reason why Yang Zhi notified him to come here was naturally because he hoped that the young people in the He Mansion could kill Sikong Jing with his own hands.

All the young people in his Yang Mansion have been killed, so he can only borrow the help of others.

Provided that……

Sikong Jing has to win the next battle. Judging from the current situation, it will be difficult for Sikong Jing.

In response, Yang Zhi shook his head and said bitterly: "This Sikong little beast is very tough. Even if he can't be beaten, he can still run away. Then we will keep an eye on him, and then let you young people from He Mansion catch up." Kill him and get the treasure."

Yang Zhi deeply understands Sikong Jing's tough fate.

On the contrary, although the head of the He family is not sure whether Yang Zhi is right, he can only choose to believe it for now.

Thinking of this, the head of the He family immediately sent out a zhenqi signal and headed towards a corner near the fighting below. Hundreds of young people from his family were already hiding there secretly.

The signal content is exactly:

Waiting for the outcome of the battle between Sikong Jing and Qianwang Shenglou and others, and dealing with Sikong Jing who may escape at any time...

And this result did not last as long as they imagined.

Sikong Jing below suddenly broke out, charging into the crowd like a wild beast, slashing one by one with his halberd...

Finally, he killed the first master of Thousand Kings Holy Tower.

Then the sound of fighting became more fierce and the battle became more crazy, but Sikong Jing was rampant in the terrifying siege energy.

boom……

Suddenly, a Thousand Kings Heavenly King threw a treasure in the direction of Sikong Jing, and roared loudly: "This kid is too weird, everyone, listen to me, use the treasures you have on you to blow him up. "

The master of Thousand Kings is already frightened...

Although hundreds of people worked together to prevent Sikong Jing from having time to break through to the spiritual realm, Sikong Jing still fought harder and harder. Now the situation was getting worse and he could only use self-destructive treasures to explode.

Following the order from the Thousand Kings Heavenly King Realm...Boom, boom, boom!

On the street, the light of the treasure flashed crazily.

After more than a dozen breaths, the place was filled with smoke and dust. There was the smell of exploding treasures everywhere, and the scene was terrifying.

You know, almost all the treasures in the hands of hundreds of people were thrown out.

Now everyone is staring at the center of the explosion with their eyes wide open, praying for Sikong Jing to die quickly...

However...dong dong dong!

Footsteps sounded in vain in the center of the smoke, and then many people collapsed.

Sikong Jing's figure holding a halberd actually stepped out of the smoke. His whole body was dripping with blood, but he was as terrifying as a demon.

His firm footsteps seemed to tell everyone that he had not lost his fighting power at all.

"Asshole, why are you still not dead?"

The remaining four Thousand King masters are about to collapse.

After all, they thought about Pei Yuzheng's order and his murderous temperament. If he failed and went back, he would be executed. They could only yell crazily: "He is already seriously injured. Charge and kill him again!"

Immediately afterwards, there was another round of crazy and fierce fighting...

But after a quarter of an hour, everything calmed down again, and all the Thousand King masters died with their eyes open.

Most of those who joined fell to the ground, while a small number escaped and a small number wailed on the ground.

Regardless of whether they died, escaped or were seriously injured, they all deeply regretted it. It turned out that the promise of shaking the first area of ​​the Thousand Kings Holy Tower was not so easy to obtain. It turned out that besieging Sikong Jing was the real adventure.

Their adventure ended in failure and death...

If they could be given another chance to choose, they would never dare to approach Sikong Jing. They would definitely participate in the area grab without seeking shortcuts, but there is no regret medicine in the world.

The thick smell of blood permeates the streets of Luanqi District...

There was blood at the corner of Sikong Jing's mouth, and his body was dripping with blood, both his own and the blood of the person he had just killed.

It was obvious that Sikong Jing was seriously injured in this battle.

But he did not stay or sit down immediately to heal his wounds. Instead, he continued to drag the Overlord Halberd out step by step. His steps were a bit heavy and he seemed to be walking very slowly...

Every step leaves a bloody footprint!

In the darkness around them, those people who had just failed to heed the call of the Thousand Kings and Five Strongmen and were still hiding looked at each other.

They have all put on veils or masks.

They stared intently at Sikong Jing's leaving figure, their eyes flashing...

Without experiencing the lesson of death, of course they still want to take shortcuts.

They didn't accept the call just now because they were still thinking about seizing the treasure. They didn't know the extent of Sikong Jing's injury yet so they didn't dare to take action for the time being. They calmly observed...

Above...Gulu!

The head of the He family swallowed hard and growled: "Where did this pervert Sikong Jing come from? It's too scary. Isn't it a little impulsive for your Gong Daba to let such a genius go?"