Wild beast war god

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man with black beard felt that he had been played a trick, and his face looked as if blood was about to be squeezed out.

"Black Scale Boy, you weren't pretending to show me the sword formation before, were you?"

"You deliberately just barely got through?"

At this moment, the middle-aged man with black beard thought of the sword intent formation that he used when he first tested Sikong Jing's potential, which was also the sword intent formation that was his standard for accepting disciples. At that time, Sikong Jing was very reluctant.

In the end, it was he who dispersed the crowd, allowing Sikong Jing to pass.

"Of course, when I saw the five people from Zichen Pavilion being treated so ruthlessly by you, I had to pretend. Otherwise, it would be easy for you to restrict them or even kill them directly." Sikong Jing gave an accurate answer while fighting.

Zizhu, who was next to the middle-aged man with black beard, couldn't help but open his mouth wide.

It turned out that during the sword formation test three months ago, my worries about Sikong Jing were in vain. He was completely confident.

The middle-aged man with black beard listened and became furious.

He almost covered his chest, feeling like his heart was about to explode. He roared fiercely: "Mo Fu, there is no need to beat him in, just kill him directly, and destroy him with the Yin Ling Xie Sha treasure."

As soon as these words were spoken, Zizhu's face changed drastically. The evil spirit's treasure was something similar to his own bamboo stick.

The bamboo stick treasure was given by the master...

The other destroyers all have similar things. Now, how should Sikong Jing deal with it?

Outside the giant tomb...

Upon hearing this, Mo Fu, who was being suppressed badly, immediately let out a terrifying and sinister laugh: "Black-scaled boy Sikong Jing, you are dead."

As he said that, he took out a plate and threw it at Sikong Jing.

With a bang, the plate shattered and exploded with a mixed force of evil spirits and demons, which was almost the same as when Zizhu killed people. At that time, Zizhu was blown to pieces by a bamboo stick, and evil spirits and demons appeared.

Afterwards, Sikong Jing, Master Jie and other people who were shrouded in it all fell into the abyss of darkness.

Zizhu, on the other hand, kills people calmly.

Even Huo Suo Feng, who was more powerful than Zi Zhu, could not avoid being hit...

That's why Zizhu is worried now.

Just like that, at the moment when Mo Fu's plate was broken, Mo Fu merged into the evil spirits and approached Sikong Jing.

He believed that Sikong Jing must have fallen into the abyss of darkness.

He spoke grimly...

"Black scale boy, you dare to disrespect your master and play tricks on him. This is what happens to you."

"You are a good mortician, but you chose to die. I can only help you."

In Mo Fu's heart, he has already fully acknowledged Sikong Jing's terrifying talent. If Sikong Jing had followed his master well instead of pretending from the beginning, he would definitely have become the Destroyer and the one most valued by his master.

But now, Sikong Jing has no way out.

As he spoke, a second plate appeared in Mo Fu's hand and was about to cut into Sikong Jing's body.

But just when he was about to cut in, he was suddenly stunned. He saw Sikong Jing, who should have fallen into the abyss, slowly opened his eyes, and there was still a smile on Sikong Jing's mouth.

The next moment...bang!

Mo Fu only felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and Sikong Jing actually raised his foot and kicked him in the abdomen.

"Wow……"

With a scream, Mo Fu flew backwards for a long distance before he stopped. Then he saw Sikong Jing slowly walking out from the evil spirit that exploded from the plate.

"This kind of thing has no effect on me." Sikong Jing said calmly.

Suddenly, Zizhu, who was worried to death in the giant tomb, couldn't help but open her mouth wide...

The middle-aged man with a black beard next to her was full of disbelief.

Mo Fu stared at Sikong Jing and asked stupidly: "Why?"

This is simply ridiculous. The means that have always been effective against various powerful people in the Heavenly Emperor Palace and the Quasi-Emperor Palace are actually useless against Sikong Jing?

"I saw Pavilion Master Zizhu when he first attacked my companion."

Sikong Jing explained casually again, but he did not say that he used the third-level evil energy to shatter the shroud. He continued: "And you are far inferior to the Purple Bamboo Pavilion Master, how could you kill me?"

As Sikong Jing spoke, all kinds of strange expressions appeared on Zizhu's face with her mouth wide open.

When he attacked his companion for the first time, he was discovered by Sikong Jing?

This, this, this...is this true?

Before Zizhu could react, Sikong Jing suddenly asked, "Mo Fu, right? It would have been easy for me to kill you just now, but do you know why I didn't just kill you?"

Just now Sikong Jing just kicked him but didn't kill him. If Sikong Jing had delivered a fatal blow, Mo Fu would have died on the spot.

But Sikong Jing didn't.

This made Mo Fu confused and frightened. It reminded him that he had just walked between life and death.

But why didn't he kill?

Sikong Jing held the sword again and replied: "Because I still have one sword that I haven't used yet. I want to see if this sword can kill you. I also want to borrow you to test this sword... Now the Sword Destroyer Emperor Vein is out, take my Sword Destroyer Super Divine Sword."

The words fell... Buzz!

The sword in Sikong Jing's hand exploded in an instant, and an extremely terrifying sword intent rose into the sky.

At the same time, Sikong Jing's sword, the Emperor's Destroying Vein, also exploded and merged into this sword.

The Sword of Sword Destruction is the sword art that only the Super Divine Martial Arts can comprehend. It contains Emperor Jianmie's complete understanding of the sword art of the Super Divine Martial Arts realm, but Sikong Jing has already comprehended it after only five steps to the Yang Extreme Heaven.

"The sword destroys the super divine sword, the sword destroys the emperor's bloodline... this is impossible." The voice of the middle-aged man with black beard blasted out fiercely along with Sikong Jing's outburst, and along with his voice, Sikong Jing stabbed out with a sword.

In an instant, the sword flew straight in front of Mo Fu.

Mo Fu wanted to block it, but his heart had been frightened by the sword intent of the Super Divine Sword. He could only barely blast out his true qi to defend himself. Unfortunately, with a "puff", his true qi defense was broken in the blink of an eye.

His entire body was enveloped by the Super Divine Sword of Annihilation. In the extremely hot sword light, he turned into powder and disappeared.

Then the sword light continued to attack, and finally disappeared in the gray evil gas.

The scene returned to calm in an instant, and Mo Fu was gone.

Although the Seven-Step Yin-Yang Destroyer was dead, at least his body was still there, but Mo Fu didn't even leave a body behind.

woohoo hoo...

There seemed to be a howling cold wind all around, and a strange atmosphere existed inside and outside the Sword Destroyer Tomb. The two new undertakers stared at Sikong Jing blankly, completely speechless.

That Mo Fu's subordinate was shaking violently all over...

Sikong Jing slowly turned around, looked at the Sword Destroying Giant Tomb and said, "Master of that so-and-so, this is all the opportunities I got in the Sword Destroying Heritage Hall, the Sword Destroying Emperor Vein and the first seven chapters of Sword Destroying."

In fact, the five chapters after the Sword Destruction are also in Sikong Jing's mind, but he cannot comprehend it at present.

The middle-aged man with black beard was making a creaking sound all over his body...

His deep voice boomed out slowly: "Well, well, well, well done. You actually got the direct inheritance of the Emperor Bloodline left by the Emperor Jianmie. What a black-scaled boy, what a super genius."