Beast God of War

Facing Sikong Jing's Emperor Burial Sword field, Ling Qi's eyes widened in disbelief. He had no time to say more.

The bloody knife suddenly stabbed into the ground!
hum...

In the field of cold winter swords, a blood-colored sword array was detonated by Lingqi. In the eyes of the onlookers, in the field of frost, blood rose into the sky and continuously shook the surrounding frost.

But when the blood knife field reaches a certain range, it can no longer expand.

He was suppressed tightly by Jianhan's domain.

The power of the two domains began to blend wildly, and a large number of blood swords and faceless soldiers collided wildly in front of the genius banquet.

Ten miles away...

All the onlookers opened their mouths wide, and then a young man fell to the ground and vomited blood. He was injured by the impact of this horrific confrontation.

It was not until this time that the emperors reacted suddenly.

They all took action to help their disciples, subordinates, and others block the aftermath of the confrontation.

same time……

The emperors also stared at the entrance of the Genius Banquet. The emperor of the Military Palace said in a trembling voice: "How is this possible? Even if he is an initiate of the Sword Clan, he should not have made such terrible progress in the past six months."

As the vassal forces of the Spirit Clan, they all knew that Sikong Jing defeated Zhe Ying half a year ago.

Sikong Jing's strength has always been judged by the degree of his ability to cover his opponent's winnings.

In the past six months, Sikong Jing may have made considerable progress, and may have reached a level where he can easily defeat Zhe Ying from six months ago, but this progress is simply too crazy...

The strongest extreme prison can fight against those below the ordinary quasi-emperor.

"This is crazy! The Feather Alliance's Sikong Jing can actually rival the Spirit Clan's Spirit-granting genius."

"Yuhua, where did you pick up this treasure?"

"The Emperor's Burial Spirit Seal Realm."

Countless onlookers were extremely shocked, and those who had just called Sikong Jing a fool were completely speechless.

I feel like everything I just said is a slap in their own face.

Above the Emperor's Banquet...

Tian Tao, who had been calm and composed at first, gradually brightened his eyes, and he subconsciously looked towards Emperor Yuhua.

The same was true for the Liu clan leader next to him. Almost all the powerful emperors present were looking at Emperor Yuhua.

Let the originally invisible person become the focus of the Emperor's Banquet.

But no one spoke.

Because the outcome of the battle is still hard to predict, but even if the disciple of the Yumeng Hall is defeated, it will definitely not be a crushing defeat.

In a corner where no one noticed, Yu Xianpo was staring at Sikong Jing, his whole body trembling slightly: "Sword Clan, and the purest Sword Clan. He is no longer just a beginner."

"I'm so lucky."

No one has heard Yu Xianpo's inner thoughts, and for now no one knows why Yu Xianpo is so lucky.

In front of the gate of the Genius Banquet...

Tao Qi and Liu Shun, who were just about to take action, looked at each other.

They were on the edge of Sikong Jing's territory, or even inside Jian Han's territory, and they had deep feelings about it.

"Senior Sister Taoqi, it seems that we don't need to save her anymore." Liu Shun lowered his voice with shock.

As the strongest genius of the Liu clan, Liu Shun was very clear about the power displayed by Sikong Jing at this time.

Tao Qi nodded slightly, with the corners of his mouth twitching slightly: "The super genius of the Spirit Tribe has just arrived and has already encountered a tough opponent, and the opponent is a disciple of their vassal force... Interesting, very interesting."

As she spoke, she looked into Sikong Jingshi's eyes, revealing a strong desire to fight.

Compared to the first time he noticed Sikong Jing, he was more concerned. When everyone was shocked by Sikong Jing, the people from Linglong and the Ling Clan also stared in disbelief.

Just then... Boom!
The light of the blood knife increased greatly, and Ling Qi finally crushed Sikong Jing's sword cold field. He said in a cold voice: "No wonder you can defeat Junior Brother Long Jing with one move, but you are only this good."

As soon as he finished speaking, the bloody swords formed a sword formation and rushed towards Sikong Jing.

Sikong Jing narrowed his eyes slightly, and the sword energy rose again: "The sword of winter is cold, the sword of summer is wild... rise!"

buzzing...

The two sword fields exploded at the same time, instantly forming two worlds of ice and fire. At the same time, an ancient and eerie atmosphere of the battlefield appeared in the two fields, fiercely exploding Lingqi's sword formation.

Before he stopped, Sikong Jing whispered again: "The sword destroys the way of killing, the sword destroys the emperor of burial!"

There was a bang...

The Sword of the Emperor of Destruction, accompanied by the path of killing, appeared within a radius of ten miles.

In the eyes of the people around him, Sikong Jing's domain was a blend of ice and fire, and then merged into a sword path that could destroy the world.

They are clearly powers of three attributes, but they can blend together to form a more terrifying killing move.

Of course they can be integrated, because the men and women of the Sword Clan are disciples of the Sword-Destroying Emperor. Although the Emperor Burial Swords they comprehended are different, they come from the same source and are all based on the Twelve Parts of the Sword Destroying Emperor.

Such a crazy battlefield area seemed to emit bursts of roaring and howling, suppressing Lingqi's blood light and making it invisible.

"So strong, really so strong..."

Taoqi was not far behind Sikong Jing and made an extremely excited sound.

Beside him, Liu Shun was trembling all over. He could no longer withstand Sikong Jing's swordsmanship.

Others who had just come out of the Genius Banquet Gate, or who had not yet entered, all retreated to the main gate of the Genius Banquet Palace.

Everyone turned pale and was speechless.

The Yuhua Emperor above the Emperor Palace forgot his fear of the spirit race...

“This is the inheritance that the men and women of the Sword Clan, together with the Great Emperor Jianmie, gave to Sikong Jing…”

"If I can master all of them and then use the power of the Emperor to attack... it would be exciting, so exciting."

The powerful emperors, the ordinary emperors around them, and countless spectators all felt a slight numbness all over their bodies.

Are the disciples of the Yumeng going to win?
But at this moment: "You bastard, you forced me to use my full strength."

Boom...

The blood light that was suppressed by the sword art of the three realms rose up again. In the sky, the blood light suddenly formed an extremely tall human-shaped thing, and it roared wildly: "Bloody Heroic Spirit, kill!"

As soon as I finished speaking... oh.

The tall blood-red human-shaped figure roared, and a strong aura of blood and murder rolled towards Sikong Jing. The three fused domains were suppressed in an instant, and then kept... shattered with a bang.

The terrifying power of Lingqi is fully displayed at this moment.

The Yuhua Emperor, who was in excitement, glared and said, "This is the power honed by the deceased Burial Emperor's Heroic Spirit Guards. After their death, the Heroic Spirit Guards formed some kind of terrifying inheritance, and the Spirit Clan rose because of this."

Not far away, Emperor Jinghang murmured, "Is this the end?"

Of course not!
After the bloody heroic spirit appeared, Sikong Jing's Burial Emperor Sword domain was reorganized, and the power inside suddenly transformed into the momentum of thousands of ferocious beasts, galloping continuously, all of which were evolved from the Burial Emperor Sword.

But of course it also contains Sikong Jing's power as the Lord of All Beasts, it is just hidden in the Burial Emperor Sword.

At this moment, in the eyes of everyone...

Above Sikong Jing's head was a giant sword that looked like it had thousands of killing blades, and above Lingqi was a blood-red figure of a heroic spirit. The two sides were confronting each other madly, and the area below was colliding madly.

The strength of both parties seems to be equal, and neither is suppressing the other. (End of this chapter)