Wild beast war god

After saying that, Yao Yuzhi immediately ordered everyone to board the Shenshuo ship again, and this time Hua Meixi also brought two team members to watch the battle, but on the surface, her relationship with Yao Yuzhi was not that close.

Before the quota battle was completed, as the daughter of Northland Deacon Karinori, she had to avoid suspicion.

"The decisive battle is about to begin. After waiting for three days, it is finally about to begin!"

At the same time, everyone in the four areas of Dongyuan looked nervous and excited. They had stayed on Minglong Batian Peak for the past three days and had no idea what was going on in Batian Valley or how the decisive battle would proceed.

But until now, there are people in all four places, and at least one team is still alive.

Soon, the Shensuo ship sailed over the two teams in the West and saw that they had already set off to find Sikong Jing's whereabouts.

But of course it won’t be easy to find it all at once.

However, at this moment, Yao Yuzhi stood up slowly and said coldly to the people in Dongyuan: "It's almost time for the quota battle. Now... light up the nine spiritual swords!"

As soon as these words came out, Mr. Mo, Lang Zhengzhi and others widened their eyes: "Master Yao, is this unfair?"

Sikong Jing and others are obviously practicing in secret. The longer the time, the greater the chance.

Lighting up the nine spiritual swords, doesn't this reveal their location?

"Fair enough, of course the time is limited."

"We can't wait until the end of time, right? Especially, a certain boy's hiding ability is too strong."

"The lighting of the nine sword spirits is within the rules."

After Yao Yuzhi finished speaking, he looked at the middle-aged judge next to him. The latter activated the nine spiritual swords without any nonsense. Suddenly, a "buzzing" sound sounded in the Batian Valley, and nine sword lights of various colors shot into the sky. And rise.

Five of them are clustered together, and four are also close together.

Near the cave, Sikong Jing, who was practicing, opened his eyes and looked at the shining Xuanbing Spirit Sword with a flash of light in his eyes.

At the same time, footsteps sounded, Gong Yangying started to jog and said nervously: "Brother Sikong Jing, our spiritual swords are all lit up. I'm afraid the Tyrant Chamber of Commerce is forcing us to fight."

Although he was ready for the decisive battle, it was still a bit too fast.

Sikong Jing nodded slightly, smiled and said, "Don't worry, don't worry about him..."

"We continue to practice. From the position where the four spiritual swords are shining, it will take half a day to reach us."

"When the time comes, you will follow me and fight head-on."

The last sentence appeared with proud murderous intent. Gongyang Ying was stunned. Sikong Jing was too confident, right?

However, Sikong Jing's confidence made Gong Yangying take a deep breath, and nodded heavily with a calm mood and a fighting spirit.

After smiling, Sikong Jing closed his eyes again.

Now, he is on the verge of merging the ten dragons. Half a day is enough.

Not only is it enough, maybe there is still time to experience the third meridian of the golden dragon.

On the other side, Ju Hua and others stopped.

He stared coldly in the direction of the two bright spiritual swords behind him, and then tugged at the corner of his mouth and sneered: "Wang He in the South, Qiao Hen in the East, your wishful thinking is quite good."

It wasn't until this moment that Ju Hua realized that they were being followed by the two captains, Nandi and Dongdi.

What the other party wants to do is obvious.

"You want both us and Sikong Jing to suffer before you take action, right?"

Having said this, Ju Hua couldn't help but laugh arrogantly and said, "You guys think too highly of Sikong, the little beast, don't you?"

After the words fell, Wang Hezhi became calm and silent.

Finally, Wang He responded: "How will you know if you don't try? If Brother Ju kills Sikong Jing easily, then we can have a good negotiation in another way."

Wang He was not a simple person, he admitted it openly.

"But you will definitely not want to attack us now, otherwise Sikong Jing will enter the eighteenth place and the battle will be over."

Wang He's wishful thinking was indeed very loud.

If Ju Hua kills everyone in the southeast and southeast now, only the sixteen people from the west team will be left, plus the four or five people from Sikong Jing's side, the indefinite quota battle will be over soon.

By then, as long as Sikong Jing kills a few more people, he will be completely done and there will be no need to fight Ju Hua.

And this is definitely not what Ju Hua wants to see...

"You're right, then just follow." Ju Hua smiled lightly, also acknowledged Wang He's judgment and didn't care, and said to the people behind him: "Go kill the little beast Sikong first."

As soon as they finished speaking, they flashed towards the direction of the five spiritual swords' light.

Among them, Fu Jiaoxing, who joined the Xidi team, worried: "Senior brother Ju, are we a bit too much?"

Ju Hua glanced at him coldly, ignoring little ants like Fu Jiaoxing.

The other captain of the West laughed heartily and said with confidence: "Thank you, Senior Brother Ju will let Wang He know what terror is. After killing Sikong Jing, Wang He will have no choice but to kneel down."

All people in the West have 100% confidence in Ju Hua's strength.

In the jungle behind, Wang He stared in the direction of Juhua and ordered: "Let's go, catch up with Juhua!"

Hearing this, Guo Zixia also asked from behind: "Senior Brother Wang, what if Ju Hua kills Sikong Jing easily?"

When Wang He heard this, he looked at him indifferently: "It's very simple, surrender to him."

After saying that, he stopped paying attention to Guo Zixia... and then Guo Zixia's fists clenched slightly.

After taking refuge, I am afraid that I will kill myself, Fu Jiaoxing and others until only eighteen people are left, right?

"What a beautiful idea!" Guo Zixia secretly hated it.

Time passed little by little, and the Shenshuo boat slowly drove out following the actions of Ju Hui and others.

Above, the people in the North were extremely nervous.

At this time, Hualidian saw Hua Meixi who was also on the boat. He hesitated for a moment before stepping forward and said, "Meixi, Master Yao is obviously targeting Sikong Jing. Take a look..."

"Don't talk to me, don't get too close to me, I'm not familiar with you."

Hua Meixi still had a very bad attitude towards her father, and said calmly: "The quota battle is a quota battle, whoever is stronger will pass, and don't talk nonsense, Master Yao is not targeting anyone."

"Even if it is targeted, it is targeted under fair rules."

Although his attitude was not good, he still explained a few words vigorously.

Their conversation was also heard by Yao Yuzhi. If he wanted to conceal his spiritual martial arts stage, it would be difficult to speak quietly.

Yao Yuzhi said coldly: "I'm not targeting anyone, and doesn't Sikong Jing have a unique skill? As long as he wants, he can hide it without being discovered by anyone, right?"

"As long as he... throws away the spirit sword!"

After saying that, he stopped paying attention to Huali Dian.

The corner of the latter's mouth twitched. Isn't this targeted? Obviously you just want to see clearly what Sikong Jing's unique skill is.

In fact, Yao Yuzhi did have a target. The time for lighting the spiritual sword was originally set on the tenth day, but now it has been brought forward.

She just wanted to see how Sikong Jing would respond...

And she was telling the truth. As long as Sikong Jing threw away his spirit sword and used his own unique skills, he would have a high chance of surviving.

The corner of Yao Yuzhi's mouth twitched slightly: "I just don't know if he is willing to leave his companions behind?"