Wild beast war god

And Yan Benxing was suddenly a little excited now, he could perform well in front of the male sheep.

No more nonsense, Yan Benxing brandished his sword and roared: "Horizontal sword, thousands of miles!"

With a buzzing sound, the sword light illuminated the dark night and slashed hard at Sikong Jing.

Sikong Jing smiled slightly and slowly said: "Beast skills, Iron Bone Flying Staff!"

boom……

As Sikong Jing's voice sounded, the iron rod in his hand hit again like a giant pillar holding up the sky. Yan Benxing's sword was directly pushed upright, and he was shattered to pieces in an instant.

"Impossible, how can his stick skills be so strong?"

Yan Qihuan, who was not far away, couldn't help but exclaimed. Sun Eryan's running sword was actually knocked away by a stick.

Yan Qihuan clearly knows how powerful the Hengdao Qianli move is. Let alone the same level, even the fifth or even the peak level of Daowu can't easily catch it.

Yan Benxing is a genius of the Hengdao Sect, not an ordinary warrior.

Everyone in the audience looked in the direction of Sikong Jing in shock. In the next moment, his figure slowly disappeared from everyone's eyes. When Yan Benxing came angrily and came to kill him, he was nowhere to be found.

But the huge stick shadow was still there, and Yan Benxing panicked for a moment, sensing his surroundings frantically.

"Up there."

Suddenly, Gong Yangying cast his gaze on the top of the stick shadow, his eyes uttering a sound of surprise.

At the same time, Aunt Mian whispered: "The stick technique is so weird and domineering, as if it can really fly into the sky. Yan Benxing will definitely lose."

Their voices were so quiet that others could not hear them.

At this time, Sikong Jing's voice seemed to come from all directions: "It turns out that the top three hundred in Dongyuan's Thousand Tyrants Ranking are just like this. Can't they even catch my figure?"

The sound fell from the sky, and Yan Benxing looked up subconsciously, his pupils shrinking violently.

He finally saw Sikong Jing.

In his eyes, Sikong Jing seemed to be standing on top of a huge stick shadow. The strong wind in the sky caused his clothes of rough fabric to fly up in a mysterious and unpredictable manner.

Then, Sikong Jing shouted again: "You just said ten moves, right? Then I will reward you with ten sticks!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the huge stick shadow disappeared and returned to the iron rod in Sikong Jing's hand.

Then he held the stick and pounced down, and his whole body seemed to turn into the terrifying demon beast Iron Bone Flying Vulture... Yes, the Iron Bone Flying Stick is naturally a new beast technique created with the meridians of the Iron Bone Flying Vulture.

This is the main beast skill that Sikong Jing plans to use during his journey to the War Soul Dynasty.

Because the iron-bone flying eagle is an existence in the soul-defying realm, Sikong Jing made another breakthrough after understanding the way its demonic power operates. During the month in the Soul Penetrating Mountains, he also reached the realm of Taoist general from Dao commander.

During this period, he also understood the demon power operation methods of some demon kings in the Sky Fire Lion and Soul Penetrating Mountains.

In addition to the iron-bone flying stick, he also developed several animal skills... Whether it was true energy or animal skills, they were all extremely powerful.

Yan Benxing was trembling while holding the knife. Sikong Jing's power from top to bottom was too terrifying. He really looked like a ferocious beast. But when he thought of Gong Yangying, he felt that he could not lose or be embarrassed. !

He raised his sword and frantically fought against Sikong Jing's flying stick.

Boom boom boom...

As Sikong Jing said just now, he struck down one stick after another.

Each stick hit a different position, and each stick had different changes. He was still like an iron-skinned flying vulture.

"Nine sticks, now I'll give you the tenth stick!" In vain, Sikong Jing's voice echoed in the air.

On the other hand, Yan Benxing, who had received the nine sticks, was already covered in blood. His skin was bursting under the force of the crazy stick. He stared at the tenth stick with red eyes, wanting to swing his sword again. catch.

But at this moment, Yan Benxing discovered to his dismay that his hands had no strength and were completely numb from the shock.

The force of the flying stick not only caused the skin to break, but also the muscles.

"Boy, go to hell!"

And just when Sikong Jing struck with his tenth stick, Yan Qihuan's old voice sounded in vain, and the Qi of the Extraordinary Fourth Realm surged towards Sikong Jing, which was almost a fatal move.

Yan Qihuan was furious and determined to destroy Sikong Jing. If the latter did not die, Huanteng Villa would lose face today.

In an instant, Sikong Jing's tenth stick was shot away.

Yan Qihuan rose into the air like a phantom, and with a clang sound, he slashed at Sikong Jing with his sword.

The sword light of the extraordinary fourth realm is much more powerful than Yan Benxing.

A flash of light flashed in Sikong Jing's eyes, and he wanted to turn around to avoid this killing blow... Even though it was several levels different, Sikong Jing was sure to avoid it, and he was even sure to escape from Yan Qihuan's hand.

But at this moment, he stopped suddenly because another master appeared.

A giant palm made of condensed true energy stretched out out of thin air and grasped Yan Qihuan's sword tightly. A figure also appeared in front of Sikong Jing. It was none other than Aunt Mian.

"Who dares to stop me from killing people?" Yan Qihuan was used to being arrogant in Wanghun State, and he would immediately start yelling at someone if he saw anyone blocking him.

But when he took a closer look, his anger dissipated without a trace, and his whole body trembled wildly.

At this time, Aunt Mian held the sword in her hand into pieces and slowly said, "Yan Qihuan, don't you even want to lose face? It's like a joke to attack young people."

Yan Qihuan opened his mouth wide, and after looking at the miserable situation of his grandson Yan running around, he gritted his teeth and said, "But this sir..."

"enough!"

The next moment, a cold voice sounded, and Gong Yangying finally spoke.

She walked out slowly, came between the Yan family's grandson and Sikong Jing, and stared straight at Yan Qihuan.

"If I remember correctly, it was Young Master Yan who invited me to kill the Soul-Destroying Thief this time, right?"

"No matter who is here, they all want to contribute to the elimination of the Soul-Destroying Thief, but what is the matter now? Are we killing each other from the beginning? Are you kidding me?"

When the voice fell, the whole place was silent, and the heart was pounding.

When Gong Yangying spoke, it really made people feel like they wanted to kneel down, and there was a strong sense of majesty.

Upon hearing this, Yan Benxing immediately shouted: "Fairy Moon Soul, it was the bastard from the Night Wolf Tribe behind you who was rude to you first."

He didn't expect that Gong Yangying would come out to speak for Sikong Jing.

"Discourteous? When did my brother from the Night Wolf Tribe become rude to me?"

Gongyang Yingfeng's eyebrows were raised, and he said coldly: "I just said it very clearly, I don't like this kind of battle, and I can't deserve the gift from any of you... Just because this brother didn't kneel down, Are you just being rude to me?"

As soon as these words came out, Yan Benxing was stunned. He really wanted to say that you clearly liked her in your heart, but now you said you didn't like it.

But in the end, Yan Benxing still didn't dare to say it.

Suddenly, Gongyang Ying raised his eyebrows and said: "Young Master Yan, I once said that as long as he is from the War Spirit Dynasty and reaches the top three hundred men on the Dongyuan Thousand Tyrants List, I am willing to contact him to see if he is a good man. A perfect match for me for the rest of my life."

"Thanks to Young Master Yan's favor, he extended an invitation to me, and here I am."

"The first is to fulfill the promise I made, and the second is to exterminate the Lost Soul Thief... But now I want to say that Young Master Yan and I are not suitable. I'm sorry."

When the last sentence appeared, Yan Benxing, who was still unwilling at first, was dumbfounded and screamed: "Why?"

It's over before it even starts?