Wild beast war god

"Why are you staring? Qian Shao told you to get out, are you deaf?"

The woman named Feng Yun pointed at Sikong Jing's nose and said, "You're a piece of trash from Drunken Longshan, you don't deserve to be here."

Sikong Jing stared at them and asked calmly: "Because I am from Zuilong Mountain, so I must give up my seat to you?"

Feng Yun twitched the corner of her mouth slightly and said with a smile: "Of course, Zuilong Mountain is full of garbage, and there is not even a student who has entered the inner palace. Shouldn't you, an ordinary student, make way for Qian Shao?"

Only then did Sikong Jing find out that there were no inner palace students in Zuilongshan, and Zuilongshan was very bad in their eyes.

Tan Yue's image flashed through his mind. He must be very powerful for daring to cause trouble in Xingluo Palace.

However, Sikong Jing quickly shook his head, not thinking about these things, but replied with one word: "Get out!"

As soon as the word "gun" came out, Qian Jingfu flapped his folding fan and his expression became completely cold.

At the same time, the two men behind him exploded with true energy, which was the realm of Wuhun realm.

Feng Yun said angrily: "Have you forgotten your identity? You are just a bad student who was drunk in Longshan."

"Feng Yun, stop talking nonsense to him. I will teach this kid how to behave now."

A man suddenly came out and directed his true energy towards Sikong Jing. He said coldly: "Boy, I think you are a new student, right? Remember, students from Zuilong Mountain must learn to behave with their tail between their legs in the Changye Sacred Dragon Palace. "

As soon as he finished speaking, the man slapped Sikong Jing with one hand, and the aura of the martial soul realm was vividly reflected.

A cold light flashed in Sikong Jing's eyes, and then he punched out...

Hey!

The punch was as powerful as the roar of a dragon and struck the man opposite.

It was the Golden Dragon Fist that was created in the Golden Dragon Mountain Path, that is, the dragon-veined fist that was created from the Golden Dragon Mountain Path.

There are no moves, just one punch, but it is domineering and terrifying.

In an instant, the fist struck in front of the man... Boom!

The latter's energy was instantly blasted away, and the punch hit his belly with unabated force.

The man's eyes bulged, and then with a "dong dong dong" sound, he smashed away in the distance. Finally, he hit a pillar heavily and fell to the ground, unable to get up at all.

Sikong Jing looked at his fist. The Golden Dragon Fist could indeed kill the Wuhun realm with one punch. If the man just now was not a student of the Holy Dragon Palace, but an ordinary Wuhun realm guard, he would have exploded and died.

Raising his head, Sikong Jing looked at the three people in front of him and said, "I'm not used to holding my tail between my legs. I prefer to be a person with my fists."

Feng Yun and the second man's eyes widened, and then the man hurriedly ran to check on the person who was blown away, while Feng Yun pointed at Sikong Jing tremblingly, speechless for a moment.

Qian Jingfu's expression was extremely grim, and he slowly said: "It depends on the owner to beat a dog. Do you dare to beat my people?"

"If you keep talking nonsense, I will beat the master as well." Sikong Jing shrugged.

Suddenly, Qian Jingfu couldn't help laughing, lowered his eyes and said: "Zuilongshan is really bad. You don't seem to know the difference between inner palace students and ordinary students. I will teach you now."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qian Jingfu's whole body strength came out and he pressed towards Sikong Jing bit by bit.

At this moment, Sikong Jing's eyes froze slightly.

This aura was obviously still in the martial spirit realm, but compared to the man just now, it was more than a bit stronger.

"As an inner palace student, I can easily kill ten of the same level by myself, but you seem to be not as high as me."

"It's still too late to kneel down and beg for mercy, otherwise no one would dare to say anything if I cripple you."

Seeing Sikong Jing's expression, Qian Jingfu knew that his strength had shocked him. He slapped the folding fan in his hand and said, "Kneel down and cut off your arm. I can let you go back to Zuilong Mountain to recuperate."

After listening to Qian Jingfu's words, Feng Yun suddenly gained momentum again and said condescendingly: "Kneel down and do as you are told."

Sikong Jing suddenly smiled and said slowly: "Very good, I also want to learn what an inner palace student is."

As soon as he finished speaking, Sikong Jing's zhenqi suddenly exploded, rising from the third level of the martial arts realm to the fourth level, then suddenly to the fifth level, and finally stayed at the sixth level of the martial arts realm.

This is the result of him absorbing the air flow of the Golden Dragon Mountain Dao and understanding the way the demonic power of the Black Refined Dark Gou Dragon operates.

I haven't had time to break through, but now that I have to face the inner palace students in the martial spirit realm, I need to increase my strength.

As soon as his true energy came out, Qian Jingfu on the opposite side was stunned, opened his mouth wide and said in disbelief: "Martial Scripture Realm?"

He didn't see it before, but now Sikong Jing's breakthrough made him see clearly that this was just a young martial arts level student who was too weak to be weak, and he actually wanted to fight against him.

"How dare a weakling in the martial arts realm dare to utter wild words about wanting to learn the power of the inner palace students?"

Feng Yun's eyes also widened in disbelief, and then she puffed out her chest.

"Qian Shao, there is no need for you to take action against such a weakling. I can kill him."

"His punch just now must have used the power of an innate treasure. Qian Shao just needs to help me suppress it."

The martial arts realm blasted away the martial soul realm with one punch. There was no other possibility except using innate treasures.

Of course Qian Jingfu agreed with Feng Yun's point of view, and immediately stopped his breath and said: "Be more careful, I hate people pretending to be in front of me and using innate treasures... Does he think he is the only one who has innate treasures?"

As he said this, he slapped Bai Yue's fan again and kept sneering.

Feng Yun smiled coquettishly when she heard this, then walked towards Sikong Jing with her waist twisted, exuding the aura of the martial arts realm and said: "I will slap you ten times, so that you will remember my face for the rest of your life."

Snapped!

As soon as he finished speaking, Sikong Jing's hand had already been waved out and slapped Feng Yun hard on the face.

Suddenly, a clear voice sounded.

In an instant, Feng Yun was stunned and covered her face in disbelief.

Before he even started to draw, he hit him in a sneak attack. He suddenly became furious and said, "I'll kill you... ah!"

Before he finished speaking, Sikong Jing's hand was withdrawn again, and it was still a heavy slap.

Then... bang bang bang!

Each slap was slapped on Feng Yun's face, and the last one sent her flying to the pillar, and then he stopped and said, "Ten slaps, right? But I didn't count, so I don't know if it's ten."

After saying that, Sikong Jing turned his eyes to Qian Jingfu again and gently raised his fingers.

Qian Jingfu exploded, and his anger completely rose. As a second-year inner palace student at Fenglong Mountain, he had never been provoked like this before. The other party was only a small martial arts realm in Zuilong Mountain.

"You angered me, now get down."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qian Jingfu's whole body seemed to turn into wind, like a wind tornado rolling towards Sikong Jing.

Sikong Jing's eyes froze, he was really strong!

He took a deep breath, and then struck out with another Golden Dragon Fist.

An explosion blew up the wind all over Qian Jingfu's body. The latter's body stopped in mid-air, but he did not suffer any damage.

"What a powerful punch. Are you using an innate treasure? Let me see how many times you can use it."

In his eyes, if Sikong Jing, a martial artist at the martial arts level, could send out such a strong punch, it must be because of the innate treasure.

After saying that, the violent wind killed Sikong Jing again.

Sikong Jingze's eyes suddenly turned dark, and a thick and dark aura slowly emerged from his body. The moment Qian Jingfu attacked, he said: "Magic skill, Black Refinement and Dark Hook Claw!"