Wild beast war god

However, the second Beiming disciple stopped him and said, "We can't rush out. We must go find the strong men in the Thousand Kings Holy Tower."

It's easy to seek death by rushing out. Maybe Sikong Buwang hasn't gone far yet.

They didn't dare to rush out before, because Sikong Buwang was so terrifying that it scared them all.

Before that, all the disciples in Beiming were wondering what Sikong Buwang was suddenly holding the sword for, but it turned out that he was going to kill someone, and the person he killed was Qiu Leiyin, one of the Ten Generals of Wind and Thunder. It was so crazy.

Only then did they finally come to their senses.

Suddenly, the third Beiming disciple said: "No, we will wait for the mountain master to arrive. Taking down Sikong Buhu will be the real great achievement."

Even now, this third Beiming disciple is still thinking about flattering Thousand Kings Holy Tower.

But what he said does make sense...

Now, whether they rush out or report to the Qianwang strongman Sikong Buwang, their flattery from Beiminghan Mountain is not loud enough, so it is not considered a huge achievement.

It would be exciting to have the mountain master catch Sikong Buwang and send him to the Thousand Kings Holy Tower himself.

And just when the disciples of Beiming were thinking about how to maximize their achievements, Xu He's hoarse voice suddenly sounded: "Escape, let's escape right away... separate and escape!"

His voice was filled with madness and urgency, which immediately stunned the disciples of Beiming Hanshan.

Why run away?

Sikong Buhui didn't notice our tracking at all, otherwise he would have exposed us long ago.

But all of them reacted immediately. They woke up with a start and their faces suddenly turned pale. A female disciple shouted: "With the terror that Sikong Buwang showed just now, it is impossible that we would not have been discovered."

"He, he, he... just didn't care about our tracking, but now he definitely cares."

It was only then that they thought of this terrible reality.

The so-called self-confidence of the Beiming disciples was suddenly shattered into slag at this moment. Sikong had not forgotten that even the emperors in the imperial realm could easily kill them, so how could they not be discovered?

They didn't care just now, but now how could Sikong Buforget let them go to the powerful Thousand Kings to inform?

So as Xu He said, we must escape immediately.

Unfortunately, just when they were about to flee, a cold voice sounded in their ears: "Brother Xu, after so many years in Wan Bing City, I didn't expect you to still remember me. It makes Sikong so honored."

As soon as he finished speaking, all the disciples from Beiminghan Mountain were trembling wildly, and their faces turned even paler.

The next moment, someone screamed: "Run away..."

However, it was too late. They discovered that a barrier had been set up around them, and there was nowhere to escape.

Just like that... bang bang bang!

The disciples of Beiming ran into the barrier one by one, and fell heavily to the ground again.

Then they raised their heads with fear in their eyes, and at this moment, Sikong Buwang in their eyes slowly appeared from a sudden cloud of frost and mist.

The hearts of all Beiming disciples also trembled violently with the appearance of Sikong Jing.

At this time...dong dong dong!

Sikong Jing walked up to Xu He step by step. He smiled and said: "Brother Xu, when we were in the restaurant earlier, I could only say that you admitted the wrong person because I had other things to do. I would like to apologize to you here. .”

"In fact, you didn't admit your mistake. I just 'died' in Sikong Buwang of Wuji Town."

Xu He stared at Sikong Jing, but the latter's calm voice was as terrifying as thunder in his ears.

Xu He couldn't stop his legs from shaking crazily, and subconsciously stepped back step by step.

Sikong Jing, who was on the opposite side, pressed forward step by step and asked, "Brother Xu, what are you afraid of?"

thump……

Following Sikong Jing's words, Xu He couldn't bear the pressure at all and sat down heavily on the ground. They, Beiming Hanshan, had always been called a demonic force, or half a demonic force.

Because they behave sinisterly, evilly and shamelessly, they like to eat man-eating ghosts and are despised by countless people.

But now, Xu He felt that compared with Sikong Jing, they were not like demons at all.

However, Xu He forgot that there is a saying... evil people need to be punished by evil people, and they will be even more evil when they hate Sikong Jing.

Finally, Xu He spoke tremblingly: "Brother Sikong, we have no grudges. Can we..."

Before he finished speaking, Sikong Jing gently interrupted: "There is no enmity, so what do you want to do by following me all the time?"

It was still an understatement, but the bodies of Xu He and others were shaking more violently. They were following Sikong Jing, of course they were going to make great contributions and flatter the Thousand Kings Holy Tower.

As far as this matter was concerned, Sikong Jing had no reason to let them go.

Furthermore……

Back in Wanbing City, their Lord Handong had done all kinds of dirty tricks to Master Wuji.

Of course, they are still not 100% sure whether Sikong Buhuo and Demon Sikong are the same person.

In short, the minds of Beiming's disciples were completely in a state of confusion.

Finally, when more than a dozen people were extremely frightened, Sikong Jing smiled softly and said: "Forget it, you can come with me now, I won't kill you for the time being... I also want to meet your Beiming Mountain Master for a while. Woolen cloth."

"As for whether you can survive in the end, it depends on the attitude of your Beiming Mountain Master."

After saying that, before all the Beiming disciples could react, Sikong Jing rolled everyone away from the Wanlumen compound.

Of course, no one around them noticed their presence or departure.

At this time, there were more and more people in front of the Wanlu Gate Courtyard.

Everyone was surrounding the corpses of Qiu Leiyin and other Thousand Kings Knights, all looking angry. They were also thinking about what actions the Thousand Kings Holy Tower would take next, so how could they have time to pay attention to other things.

Only Brother Zhang found an opportunity and ran to Luo Chunye's side.

Looking at Luo Chunye, who was still holding the leader of Wanlu Sect and yelling, Brother Zhang sighed in a low voice: "Brother Luo, please forgive me."

"From now on, you'd better stop drinking."

Encountering such a disaster was all because Luo Chunye was drunk.

When Brother Zhang finished speaking, Luo Chunye suddenly stopped shouting and slowly raised his head, revealing a face with no tears at all, a face that was not even a little bit confused.

This face immediately stunned Brother Zhang.

According to his understanding of Luo Chunye, the latter should be crying so much that he almost fainted.

Could it be that he was stunned by the blow?

Suddenly, Luo Chunye said in a low voice: "Brother Zhang, I just saw the face of the Frost Swordsman. He is very young."

Of course this sentence was true. Just when Sikong Jing left those words for him, Luo Chunye saw Sikong Jing's face clearly.

But this sentence was a bit meaningless, which made Brother Zhang blink his eyes slightly...

The next moment, Brother Zhang suddenly realized and said nervously: "Brother Luo, don't mess around, he is not something you can deal with now."

Brother Zhang naturally thought that Luo Chunye wanted to avenge his master's blood, and he could find him if he saw his face.

But now, if Brother Luo goes to find the Frost Swordsman, it will be tantamount to courting death.

In response, Luo Chunye shook his head slightly, and he suddenly said firmly: "No, I want to follow him... He is just more awesome than the Holy Son of Thousand Kings. What I said in the restaurant was not wrong at all."