Wild beast war god

The onlookers looked at each other in confusion. They stared at Pei Feiye who suddenly appeared, and then looked at Sikong Jing who was still leaning on the gatepost of the courtyard. Can he still survive this time?

After he falls into Pei Fei'e's hands, should we join forces to seize people and treasures?

But now Sikong Jing is very strange. Pei Fei'e has already appeared, why is he still sitting still?

Is he not afraid of death, or is he feeling that it is impossible to resist and is ready to accept his fate?

boom……

Just when the onlookers were in shock and confusion, Pei Feiye frantically blasted out a strong aura towards Sikong Jing, who was still sitting.

The coercion shocked the onlookers to retreat...

But the strange thing is that Sikong Jing still sat still, completely ignoring Pei Fei'e's violent aura.

Finally, when Pei Fei'e approached step by step, Sikong Jing stood up. He gently held the Overlord Halberd and faced the former's breath with an expressionless face. He completely ignored the peak of the third realm of the Imperial Martial Stage. pressure.

"Sikong little beast, no matter how you pretend now, you are bound to die."

"Give me...go to hell!"

In Pei Fei'e's view, Sikong Jing was just pretending to be calm now.

And he had nothing to say to Sikong Jing. He was so crazy that he didn't think about anything else. Now he just wanted to... kill, kill, kill.

As soon as he finished speaking, a violent punch flew out of his hand.

At this moment, the clouds blocked out the sun, and the fist struck Sikong Jing like a mighty force from heaven.

The people around me retreated again...

In the sky above, the hearts of Duanmuchun, Cang Lin and others were already in their throats.

Gong Ying and other Dongba's cronies had distorted faces and murmured: "Go to hell, go to hell!"

With a roar, the fist force completely submerged Sikong Jing in a blink of an eye.

At the same time, it hit the yard behind Sikong Jing hard. The yard was shattered into slag by the force of the fist, and the power of the fist swept across.

In an instant, he hit the Dongba Villa formation behind the courtyard and was shattered into pieces!

In the end, only the strong smell of true energy was left floating in the air.

Everyone's eyes were unblinking, their gazes fixed on Sikong Jing's original position... The courtyard had disappeared, leaving only a battle flag connected to the formation, still stuck on the ground and fluttering in the wind.

Sikong Jing was also gone. Everyone moved their eyes to the Dongba Courtyard behind them, but they still couldn't find Sikong Jing.

"Did he just get smashed into pieces by the force of the fist?" Someone said in a low voice, still not blinking.

Someone nodded and replied: "Of course he is a scumbag. No one in the Lingwu stage can stop Pei Fei'e's power."

But some people shook their heads wildly and said: "No, even if Sikong Jing is smashed into pieces, his ultimate imperial weapon will definitely still be there."

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience was shocked and frantically searched for Sikong Jing.

"He's up there..."

Someone finally exclaimed, and everyone looked up.

They saw Sikong Jing floating above the original courtyard out of thin air. He was still holding the Overlord Halberd and his face still showed no expression.

"He actually avoided it and was not frightened by Pei Fei'e's terrifying power of the spiritual platform."

"How to do it? When the Lingwu Stage encounters the coercion of a strong person in the Imperial Martial Stage and the power of the Lingtai, he cannot move."

Everyone around was exclaiming, but they didn't know that Sikong Jing's spiritual shadow had reached the powerful Heavenly King realm, and he was also a peerless existence with dual spiritual shadows. More importantly... the Lord of Beasts could ignore any pressure!

At this time, of course Pei Feiye also discovered Sikong Jing.

He smiled evilly and said: "So what if you avoid it once? If you can't avoid it a second time, you will be bombarded by me with ten thousand fists..."

After saying that, Pei Fei'e locked onto Sikong Jing again, his fists filled with true energy.

But at this moment, there was a "buzzing" sound under Sikong Jing's feet, and extremely complicated dark military patterns floated out. The military patterns fell on the surrounding onlookers in an instant, and they were all stunned.

"Soldier formation? What does he want to do?"

"He actually connected us with his military pattern. Does he want to forcibly control us?"

"It's ridiculous. How can we let him control us?"

"Holy shit, I can't control my anger."

Bursts of voices continued to ring out among the onlookers, from the doubts about Sikong Jing's military pattern to connecting them, to the sneer when Sikong Jing used the military pattern to connect them, to the last words...

That is to say, among the onlookers, some people can no longer control their anger.

Because their true energy has been forcibly controlled!

And following the voices that couldn't control their true energy, Sikong Jing finally spoke slowly in the air: "Forcibly control the troops, the Domination Soul Hundred-man Emperor Martial Stage Soldiers killing formation, the Dark Wings and Black Burning Sword Shape... Kill!"

boom……

When Pei Fei'e fired tens of thousands of punches, trying to lock down Sikong Jing in all directions that he could avoid, Sikong Jing's weapon pattern had already drawn out the true energy of the hundreds of ordinary imperial martial arts masters who were forcibly controlled by him around him...

Then, a terrifying and huge dark-winged dragon eagle evolved in front of him.

The dragon eagle turned into a burning black sword in an instant, and with its burning wings, it fiercely pounced on the incoming Wan Fist.

The dark winged sword shape passed through...

Ten thousand fists collapsed in an instant, but the shape of the dark wing sword remained condensed. It was the combined power of hundreds of imperial warriors!

After passing through ten thousand fists, the burning dark wing sword shape passed through Pei Fei'e's body, and finally stopped behind Pei Fei'e and disappeared. Pei Fei'e's expression also solidified at this moment.

Then...ah!

A scream rose into the sky, and his body burned crazily. The burning stopped after just three breaths.

Finally, the body was completely reduced to ashes and scattered on the ground.

bang bang bang...

At the moment when Pei Fei'e was completely reduced to ashes, the military patterns under Sikong Jing's feet also broke apart in an instant. It was the Imperial Martial Stage masters around him who finally broke free from the constraints of Sikong Jing's military patterns.

puff……

At this moment, Sikong Jing, who was still standing in the air, lightly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Then, he stretched out his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth and looked at the onlookers at his feet. He smiled and said: "It seems that I can only control the troops for a short time. After you break free, my strength will backfire and I will suffer some internal injuries." ."

Sikong Jing's voice fell very clearly on the ears of all the onlookers.

At this moment, the whole place was dead silent.

Many people were confused, but one thing was very clear. Sikong Jing had just forcibly controlled hundreds of Imperial Martial Stage soldiers among them, and formed a 100-man killing formation of Emperor Martial Level soul dominating warriors.

And he could only control it forcefully for a short time, and in just a blink of an eye, he was broken free by hundreds of emperor warriors, but it was enough.

He had already killed Pei Fei'e, who was almost invincible.

"Forcibly controlling imperial martial arts masters as soldiers, I'm going crazy."

"It doesn't matter if he can forcibly control the troops, but he can also forcibly control the Imperial Martial Stage. Is this something a human can do?"

The above are the thoughts of those onlookers who were not forcibly controlled...

"How the hell am I being controlled as a soldier by a boy in the spiritual martial arts stage, and I was even forcibly controlled for two breaths?"

"Did I not prepare just now, or would I still be controlled even if I was prepared?"

The above are the thoughts of the hundreds of controlled Emperor Martial Stage people, who felt very insulted.

It doesn't matter that the dignified Emperor Wuqi can't beat others, but he is still treated as a soldier, and if he talks about it, he will be laughed out of his mouth.