Wild beast war god

The Black Refined Dark Hook Dragon carries a hint of the aura of the Lord of Beasts, shocking all the monster mounts in Xingluo Palace.

Originally, only the dragon power of the Black Refined Dark Hook Dragon in the fourth realm of Xuantian was naturally not enough to frighten all the monsters in the room.

But with the aura of Sikong Jing, the Lord of Ten Thousand Beasts, it would be different.

Suddenly, the monster mounts under the Xingluo Palace students seemed to be frozen, and fear flashed in their pupils.

"The twelfth move of Black Refined Dark Hook Claw, Black Refined Like Smoke." Taking advantage of this moment, Sikong Jing shouted.

Suddenly, he merged with the Black Refined Dark Goulong under his feet.

One person and one dragon seemed to turn into black smoke, dodging out from the weakest direction of the circle of students from Xingluo Palace.

puff……

When leaving, Sikong Jing sliced ​​open the necks of two Xingluo Palace students with one claw.

When the blood of the two was flying, he had already escaped from the encirclement.

Finally, the black smoke regrouped into a dragon in the distance, and Sikong Jing's voice sounded again: "Brother Lei Zi Zhenlei, I wish you great power and kill all the Xingluo Palace students. Say goodbye."

As soon as he finished speaking, Heilian Dark Goulong galloped away into the distance without any trace of sloppiness.

The next moment, the pupils of hundreds of Xingluo Palace inner palace students shrank violently.

Three figures suddenly landed next to the two inner palace students who were torn to death by Sikong Jing, staring at the direction in which Sikong Jing disappeared.

Of course they are the chiefs of the three major star palaces.

Looking at the two Xingluo Palace students who lost their breath, Bai Liuhun's eyes were filled with murderous intent and he shouted: "Junior brother Sha, you take twenty inner palace students to stay and kill Lei Zizhen..."

"Junior Sister Weng and the rest of the group, follow me to hunt down that Lingwugen boy."

As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Liuhun and Junior Sister Weng mounted their flying monster mounts and turned into two streams of light to chase after them.

Eighty inner palace students followed closely.

Junior Brother Sha stayed behind with twenty inner palace students and continued to surround Lei Zizhen.

Watching Bai Liuhun and others leave, Lei Zizhen's eyes widened.

In vain, he looked at Junior Brother Sha who stayed behind and shouted: "Chief Sha Bingyan of Yuheng, are you looking down on me?"

Damn it, Bai Liuhun actually took eighty inner palace students and one chief to hunt down the young apprentice Sikong Jing. The only ones left to deal with him were the chief and twenty students of Yuhengxingyuan.

Lei Zizhen felt deeply ashamed of this.

Why does the young apprentice need so many people to chase him down? And I, Lei Zizhen, am only one-fifth of his opponent?

Am I so fucking shameless?

Sha Bingyan looked at Lei Zizhen with a sneer and replied, "Lei Zizhen, you are no better than that person just now."

In fact, it is the level of emphasis that is incomparable, not the realm and martial arts strength.

For Lei Zizhen, it's best if they can kill him. If they can't kill him, forget it.

But for Sikong Jing, they in Xingluo Palace must ensure that nothing goes wrong. Even if they know that the other party has zero martial arts skills, even if they know that the other party has not even reached the fifth level of Xuantian, they must still pay attention to it.

But Sha Bingyan's words had a different meaning in Lei Zizhen's ears.

He even said that he was not as good as that young apprentice.

Lei Zizhen's heart was full of hatred, and he chopped the Thunder Winged Dragon Snake heavily. He said angrily: "Sha Bingyan, I will kill you."

In an instant, a fierce battle started,

The roar of swords, dragon roars and beast roars continued to erupt in the sky above Wanbao Pavilion, and Lei Zizhen fought alone against twenty-one Xingluo Palace students.

The streets were crowded, but still no one dared to intervene.

Even the guards and agents of the Long Night Empire just watched with indifference.

At this moment, Lang Yisuo was still in the crowd. He looked at the battle in the air with his mouth wide open. He couldn't help but look in the direction where Sikong Jing was being chased, and murmured: "What should I do?"

He did not expect that so many Xingluo Palace students would suddenly appear, and each one of them would try their best to kill Junior Brother Sikong.

"Go to the Holy Dragon Palace to find someone to rescue Junior Brother Sikong?"

"No, the person Shenglong Palace wants to rescue immediately will only be Lei Zizhen, and no one will care about the life and death of Junior Brother Sikong."

"No matter, let's go to the Long Night Black Burning Army first..."

Having said this, Lang Yisuo crazily squeezed out of the crowd and ran towards the direction of the Long Night Black Burning Army.

He didn't know yet that Sikong Jing was valued by Deputy Palace Master Qin Heng. He only knew that as a young apprentice, he was definitely not as important as Lei Zizhen, the chief of Leilong Mountain. Therefore, the only one who could save Sikong Jing was the Changye Black Ran Army.

As for Wanbao Pavilion, Third Brother Lang was already inside, and he would never let himself get involved in the battle between the students from the two palaces.

Not long after Lang Yisuo left.

In mid-air, the battle between Lei Zizhen, Sha Bingyan and others has gradually decided the winner.

The thunder-winged dragon snake at Lei Zizhen's feet had been chopped off by Xingluo Palace. Lei Zizhen was still forced on the roof of a building, with blood dripping all over his body and looking extremely embarrassed.

As for the surrounding Sha Bingyan and the twenty-odd Xingluo Palace students, none of them suffered any losses.

Lei Zizhen, who was alone, was naturally no match for so many Xingluo Palace students.

"Lei Zizhen, you are dead." Sha Bingyan had a sly smile on his face and wanted to get rid of Lei Zizhen.

At this moment, Lei Zizhen was afraid and hated.

Lei Zizhen didn't hate the students at Xingluo Palace that much. He only hated Sikong Jing for causing him trouble.

If it hadn't been for the appearance of this young apprentice, how could it have attracted so many Xingluo Palace students to besiege him?

It must have been him who caused the Thunder Winged Dragon Snake to mutate into the Black Refined Dark Gou Dragon, which caused Xingluo Palace to be disturbed.

Suddenly, a faint voice sounded: "Changye Xingluo Palace, give me some face and let Brother Lei go."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lei Zizhen's whole body shook wildly, and he said with great surprise: "Master Lang."

A figure suddenly appeared in front of Lei Zizhen, it was Lang Yizhan.

Sha Bingyan's eyes suddenly turned cold when he heard this. He looked up and down and said, "Who are you? Why should I give you face?"

The aura on Lang Yizhan's body was terrifying, and for daring to intervene in the battle between the two university palaces in the Changye Imperial Capital, his background was definitely not simple.

The eyes of all the Xingluo Palace students were full of vigilance.

"I am Lang Yizhan, the third son of Wanbao Pavilion, and I am also an inner palace student of Tiandao General Academy." Lang Yizhan replied with arrogance, and threw another token to Sha Bingyan opposite.

The latter's pupils shrank slightly, his brows furrowed, and after a few breaths he replied: "An arm."

"Huh?" Lang Yizhan raised his eyebrows.

Sha Bingyan said indifferently: "I will give you your face, but Lei Zizhen must leave an arm, otherwise others will think that I, Xingluo Academy, are afraid of your Tiandao Academy."

Even though Lang Yizhan was a student of Tiandao Master Academy, Sha Bingyan was not too tolerant.

Although Changye Xingluo Palace is only a branch of Xingluo Academy, it is still powerful and represents the face of Xingluo Academy.

In an instant, Lei Zizhen's face changed wildly, with a look of fear on his face.

Lang Yizhan pondered for a moment, then finally nodded and replied: "Okay."

The hatred between Xingluo and Shenglong University Palace is very deep, and Sha Bingyan only needs one arm to give him face.

Soon, a shrill scream rang out from Lei Zizhen's mouth, and one of his arms was cut off mercilessly.

Then Sha Bingyan and others left with Xingguang.

"Young apprentice Sikong Jing, I will cut him into pieces."

In the end, Lei Zizhen let out a crazy roar, and his hatred for Sikong Jing was endless.

If an arm is not treated well, his martial arts will even be ruined.