Wild beast war god

Upon hearing this, all the Su family members started to speak...

"Don't worry. Judging from what the big shots of the Spirit Clan are saying, this little slave Sikong will still die unless he behaves better."

"Yes, although pulling out the ninety-ninth sword is a major event for our Feather Alliance Hall, the Spiritual Tribe may not take it seriously."

"For two hundred years, no one has been able to pull out the ninety-ninth sword, but the genius of the Feather Alliance Hall appears once every two hundred years, so releasing the spirit race is nothing."

Following the words of the Su family, the hearts of the Su Jingyi brothers calmed down a little.

And the head of the Su family even sneered suddenly...

“Who said that the one who pulled out the ninety-ninth sword is a genius that appears once every two hundred years in the Feather Alliance Hall? The Jiyu Heavenly Prison Tower is only for ordinary core disciples. In the hands of our Yuhua Emperor and other bigwigs in the Feather Alliance Hall, there are more terrifying Jiyu training methods.”

“Some geniuses are not made public.”

The words of the head of the Su family made Su Jingyi's eyes widen. He also thought of the legend about some terrifying geniuses in the Yumeng Hall.

They are not ranked.

It turns out that these legends are actually true.

the other side……

The head of the guards looked at Sikong Jing and exclaimed, "This young man in black who pretended to be the young master of the Su family can even draw the ninety-ninth sword. This show is getting more and more exciting. We are witnessing history."

Three days ago, Senior Sister Yu was not far from the head of the guards...

She stayed with her family elders.

She looked at Sikong Jing and said secretly, "He is indeed from the Burial Emperor Spirit Seal Realm. It is said that all the people in the Burial Emperor Spirit Seal Realm are terrible. I didn't expect such a genius to appear."

"In just three days, he broke through the ninetieth level of the Extreme Prison Tempering, and now he has pulled out the ninety-ninth sword. I hope he can survive."

"I hope he can join our Yumeng Hall."

The scene outside the Jiyutian Tower was one of chaos and confusion, with everyone waiting for the decision of the big shot of the spirit race.

Finally, Lord Naruo received Lingou's order.

She slowly looked towards Sikong Jing, a sinister look flashing across her eyes.

She said, "Emperor Yuhua, Master Lingzhe has ordered that talents should still be tested through combat... Ouyuan, you are the Yangjiyu, you come and fight this little dog from the Burial Emperor Spirit Seal Realm."

Following what Master Ruo said...

With a swish, another man flashed down from the small floating island that looked like a seagull.

As soon as it fell, a violent aura burst out from the man named Ou Yuan, and directly rolled towards Sikong Jing who was still holding the ninety-ninth sword, but he was not in the Yangjiyu stage.

Rather, it is a three-step level.

Ou had admitted defeat before, and it would still be embarrassing even if all the people from the Emperor Burial Spirit Seal Realm were wiped out.

Therefore, Sir Ruo, no matter how Sikong Jing performs this time, you must first make sure you don't lose, and directly call out the Three Steps of the Yangji Prison.

Of course, she immediately looked at Emperor Yuhua, fearing that the latter would stop her.

But Yuhua Emperor Zun ignored her, just looked at Sikong Jing, and said lightly: "Let this Emperor Zun see the swordsmanship of the ancient Jianmie Emperor. This is also the last chance for you people in the Zang Emperor Spirit Seal Realm."

Sikong Jing nodded: "Thank you, Emperor, for getting me this opportunity to bury the Emperor's Spirit Seal Realm."

He thanked him again, but Sikong Jing knew in his heart that Emperor Yuhua didn't take him too seriously.

There are three reasons why I would help...

First, he wanted Lingzhe to see that he, the Yumeng Palace, had been wholeheartedly testing the people in the Yujian Mountains for the past three years. Second, Emperor Yuhua hated Lord Ruo of the Ling Clan very much.

The third, of course, is what I am talking about now, I want to see the swordsmanship of Emperor Jianmie.

At this moment, Sikong Jing could of course sense Ou Yuan's realm, but he didn't care. His eyes fell on the ninety-ninth sword in his hand, and he said softly: "Nine Extreme Sword, what a strong sword spirit attribute..."

"Next, you will accompany me in my swordplay to save half of the people in the boundless sea."

As he muttered, Sikong Jing had already grasped the Jiuji Sword, gently floating up in the air, and looked at Ou Yuan opposite him.

At this time, Ou Fu said with a distorted face in the distance: "Brother Ou Yuan, don't let him live. Please help me avenge the two swords."

Ou Yuan heard this and smiled calmly...

He stared at Sikong Jing and said, "You know what? That old bastard made us lose face. Your intervention just now made us lose face again. We are the spirit race, and face is very important."

In response to this, Sikong Jing's whole body exploded with a "hum" sound, and the sword-destroying sword intent had already burst out...

He held the Nine Extreme Sword in his hand, pointed it directly at Ou Yuan and said, "For those of us in the Burial Emperor Spirit Seal Realm, our lives are also very important, so I can only continue to trample on your face and rub it under my feet..."

For the spirits brought by Lord Ruo, they just lost face, but for Sikong Jing and others, it was a mad fight for their lives.

It has been three years since I came to the vast world of Hanyu, but even though I am half a millionaire, I am still just a small ant.

Everyone is fighting just to stay alive.

Just to stand upright in this vast world.

Narrowing his eyes slightly, Ou Yuan sneered: "You don't know your own strength, Ling Ou Yi Ling Sword."

No more nonsense...

Ou Yuan suddenly released a powerful spiritual power, which seemed to sweep up the exploding spiritual energy of heaven and earth around him, and instantly transformed into seagull-like sword intent, floating towards Sikong Jing like a fairy.

This is the sword art of the elves, which gives people a feeling of agility and dominance.

"Test your quality, test your talent? I will make sure you don't show any performance and become disabled!" Ou Yuan's voice rushed towards Sikong Jing.

Everyone around the Jiyutian Tower stared at this scene with eyes wide open.

Senior Sister Yu said: "Although this spirit race figure is not very strong, his talent is at least in the top 1,000 among the younger generation of our Feather Alliance Hall. The main reason is that he is two realms ahead of the young man in black... The young man in black is in trouble."

This is the judgment of many people.

If they were at the same realm, the young man in black would definitely win, but they are not at the same realm.

"I hope he can catch the sword and prove his potential." Senior Sister Yu spoke again in a low voice.

And just as everyone was watching, just as the layers of sword energy seagulls rolled towards Sikong Jing.

Sikong Jing's voice boomed out: "The eighth chapter of Sword Annihilation, the Sword of Prison!"

hum...

The wildly exploding sword intent exploded in the Nine Extreme Sword, which suddenly roared. Then, a sword beam that seemed to destroy the heavens and the earth exploded in the layers of seagull sword energy, and the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling rolled in...

The feeling of endless hell came as the sword extinguished the sword energy and as Sikong Jing's true qi blasted out.

In an instant, all of Ou Yuan’s sword energy... whoosh whoosh!

It was completely shattered into pieces, but the Sword of the Extreme Prison did not stop, and directly pierced through Ou Yuan's three-step anode prison power...

The sword light of Jianmie continued to rush forward, and continued to transform into a sword light as fierce as the howling of ghosts and wolves in hell, and went straight in front of Ou Yuan.

Ou Yuan, who had been so self-righteous just now, was completely unable to react and just stood there in a daze. Or rather, he was suppressed by the terrifying sword power of the Jianmie Jiyu Sword, which caused the true energy in his body to solidify.

Instantly, the sword energy of the Sword of Destruction reached Ou Yuan, about to submerge him...

At this time...buzz.

With a roar, Lord Ruo appeared. Lord Ruo smashed Sikong Jing's sword, the Destroying Extreme Prison Sword, into pieces on the spot and saved Ou Yuan. Then she turned around in disbelief and looked at Sikong Jing.