Peerless Martial Emperor

Chapter 951
In the Real Dragon Secret Realm, Sikong Wanjun and Sikong Mietian walked side by side, both of them exuded a terrifying aura, especially Sikong Wanjun, who was like a scorching sun.

Among the three parents and sons of Sikong Chasing Stars, if one is said to be the most outstanding in the immortal way, it is Sikong Mietian, but Sikong Wanjun is somewhat unknown. Extremely good, only one step away from becoming a small giant.

For ordinary people, it is extremely difficult for Jue Tian Di Zun to break through to the realm of Quasi Immortal Venerable. Once they break through safely, it will be a great joy, especially for a big family like the Sikong family, they should celebrate with great fanfare.

But what they didn't know was that Sikong Wanjun broke through extremely easily, and didn't give people the feeling of surviving a catastrophe. Out of some safety considerations, Sikong Mietian also suggested that Sikong Wanjun keep quiet, so he knew about it There are very few people.

Now that Sikong Wanjun saw that Sikong Mietian was in a dangerous situation, she didn't care so much, and directly showed her strength.

"The so-called number one genius of the Sikong family is indeed not in vain!"

"Sikong Wanjun is the youngest among us, but I didn't expect that he was the first to break through the quasi-immortal realm. It's really amazing!"

The powerful members of the Immortal Legion were amazed, and after learning that they had a person who was in the quasi-immortal realm, their confidence was much stronger. After looking at each other, they no longer hesitated, and followed in the footsteps of Sikong Wanjun rushed up.

Soon only Mr. Long was left there. He watched his companions rushing out to rescue one by one, but he didn't know what to do. If they had arrived earlier, he might still be able to pretend to be a hero to save people, but now he escaped They all escaped, and now that they see some chances of winning and rejoin the battle, wouldn't it be too presumptuous and too embarrassing?

"Even if Sikong Wanjun breaks through the realm, after all, he is only in the lower realm of the quasi-immortal, how can he defeat the strong man in the middle of the quasi-immortal? Even if she is lucky enough to contain the quasi-immortal, the overall number of people still needs to be reduced." How many times less than the opponent, do you want to fight against the crowd with one? This is still a battle that must be defeated, and I must not die!"

Mr. Long convinced himself with these reasons, turned his head and glanced at those people, then fled into the night and escaped.

Sikong Wanjun and the others were eager to save people, but they didn't notice Young Master Long's movements, and soon they came to Sikong Mietian, stood with him, and confronted the men in black.

Sikong Wanjun asked in a low voice: "Brother, are you alright?"

Sikong Mietian said: "The kid surnamed Long was used by someone, but luckily I was vigilant enough, so I didn't suffer any injuries."

"Who are they?"

"The fish that escaped from the group that assassinated my father before, and the helpers they found."

Hearing this, Sikong Wanjun narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes became sharper, and said: "I was absent last time, this time I have to make up for it."

Apart from the previous sparring, Sikong Mietian had never really seen Sikong Wanjun fight, and now seeing her eyes flickering fiercely, it was unexpected that she was also a combative person in her bones.

This group of men in black are professional killers, and they have already conducted a detailed investigation on the target of the assassination, so they were not surprised to see the arrival of these powerful immortal legionaries, and they did not try to stop them.

The leader of the man in black said: "This must be the talented girl from the Sikong family. I didn't expect to have stepped into the quasi-immortal realm. You can achieve such an achievement at such a young age, and your future is limitless. It's a pity... now your Show up, just let us catch them all, you will die here with your brother tonight, there is no future at all!"

After saying that, the man in black waved his hands, and the rest of the men in black also moved, attacking Sikong Mietian and others in the form of a siege.

For a moment, nearly twenty runes shone with light, transforming into different attack forms, piercing the night sky, and fighting each other.

Without Mr. Long, there are only seven members of the Immortal Legion and the other party have ten. On the surface, it seems that there are only three more cultivators, which is not a too disadvantageous situation.

But the important point is that the opponent has a tacit understanding that has been honed through countless assassinations, while Sikong Mietian and others have no experience in joint combat. Still much stronger.

Sikong Mietian has rich combat experience and strong insight ability. He quickly analyzed the strengths and weaknesses of both sides, and shouted loudly: "Fight separately, and we must never let the other party stick together!"

Everyone in the Immortal Legion had always disliked Sikong Mietian, and even questioned his strength, so naturally they wouldn't listen to his orders now, as if they didn't hear them, they were still clumsily cooperating with the people around them to resist the attack of the man in black.

But soon, they understood the meaning of Sikong Mietian's words. There was no cooperation between the few of them at all, and there was even a situation of mutual conflict and exclusion. Compared with the other party, it was a world of difference .

It didn't take long for all their counterattacks to be completely suppressed by the men in black.

Seeing this, Sikong Mietian quickly used a Huofeng Tianqiong scroll.

The ferocious Huofeng Tianqiong rushed out of the rune, hit the opponent's rune attack, and knocked them all back. Only then did the Immortal Legion break through the opponent's strong suppression and get a chance to breathe.

Sikong Wanjun also realized the danger of this situation, and said: "If you still want to leave alive, just do what my brother said."

The powerhouses of the Immortal Legion don't understand why Sikong Wanjun trusts Sikong Mietian so much, obviously her cultivation level is even higher.I don't even understand how Sikong Mietian judged the strengths and weaknesses of both the enemy and ourselves shortly after the battle started, but they had no time to think about these at this time, because the attacks of the people in black swarmed in once again.

They fought separately according to Sikong Mietian's instructions, and abruptly smashed the siege of the men in black. As a last resort, the men in black had no choice but to fight on their own.

Sikong Mietian was the primary target of revenge for this group of men in black, so they sent the three extra people to Sikong Mietian's side.Adding it all together, Sikong Mietian needed to deal with the four men in black with his own strength, and the person in the quasi-immortal venerable middle realm was also among them, which made Sikong Mietian feel a lot of pressure.

The Zhun Xianzun said: "Sure enough, we still have to kill you first."

Although Sikong Mietian was at a disadvantage, he was not forgiving, and said: "Back then, I told you to escape, just find a place to live, but now you want to run back to find me, you are really looking for your own death!"

Sikong Mietian yelled violently, and once again used the Fire Phoenix Sky Scroll, blasting away the attacks of the four opponents.

The flames oscillated and overflowed, and the remaining flames danced all over the sky.

All these shrouded Sikong Mietian, making him look less like a boy in his teens, more like a battle veteran who had experienced many battles, no matter what the situation he faced, he had a determined face.

Zhun Xianzun shook his head and said: "Don't get me wrong, I am not with them, it just happened to kill you. If I were here, you would not be alive today."

Sikong Mietian's heart trembled. Now, because of Sikong Zhantian, the heavens and the gods of the heavens have actually merged into one. Even if there is some friction, there is friction in the dark, as it is now. , attacking him and Sikong Wanjun with great fanfare, there is a strange feeling behind this matter.

At the same time, there is a palace in the mysterious sky.

The layout of the palace is neat and antique. The large stone bookshelves are full of scrolls. Looking from a distance, it looks like a wall of scrolls towering above the sky. The power is huge and well organized.

Suddenly, the sound of opening the door broke the silence of the room, and a black-haired boy walked in gently, with an indifference that did not go with the world on his handsome face.

A pair of deep black eyes revealed infinite profundity, and the eyes quickly swept across the runes.

There is a youthful innocence on the clean face.

Suddenly he got up and walked gently to the bookshelf, skillfully pulled out a scroll from the tall stone bookshelf, gently unfolded it on the desk, and pressed his hand on the rune to concentrate on feeling it. Immediately, the room fell into a scroll again. The silence is gone, leaving only the sunshine still moving slowly without getting tired.

I don't know how long it took, finally, the boy raised his head gently, sighed, a trace of fatigue flashed in his dark eyes, suddenly.

The sound of opening the door sounded again, like a deep bell in the quiet night, a mysterious old man about 70 or [-] years old walked in gently.

"Qing'er, it's time to eat." His kind voice, full of love, slowly lingered in the silent room.

"Grandpa, so fast..." The boy rubbed his head with his hands and smiled wryly.

"Hehe, Qing'er, you will stay here for several days. If I don't call you, I'm afraid you won't come out." The mysterious old man smiled helplessly.

The boy nodded slightly and stood up.

"Grandpa, how long can we last at home?"

"Alas..." The face of the mysterious old man was full of disappointment, "Qing'er, since your parents passed away, the family has lost their source of support. These years, they have been relying on selling runes to make ends meet. Now I am afraid that it will not last long, besides The suppression from the suzerain..."

"Grandpa, I swear, I will definitely make the Zong family look good!" The young man smiled wryly, "Grandpa, I plan to go to the Holy Mountain after a while, and I want to become a famous and powerful man like my father!"

"Hehe, young master, you can eat first, and we'll talk about this after dinner." The mysterious old man smiled.

"Grandpa, didn't I tell you that from now on, you will be my grandfather, and I will be your young son! Our grandparents and grandchildren depend on each other for life." The young man held the hand of the mysterious old man, said solemnly, and then got up and walked out of the palace.

The mysterious old man shed tears, wiped them off immediately, and followed the young man out.

At this time, the room returned to silence again, as if nothing had happened.

Due to poor management and management, and there has been no strong man born, the branch of Sikong Qing's grandfather gradually fell into disrepair. Although his father, Sikong Ziyun, shocked the whole continent later, it was a flash in the pan. die young.

The Zhi clan still cannot escape the dilapidated trajectory.

Since Sikong Ziyun's death, the clan of the eldest son of the original Sikong clan no longer feared, and tried every means to suppress the clan of Sikong Ziyun. Now the Sikong Qing clan is completely ruined, and several elders in the clan have brought their family members who are in distress. Leaving this place with the remaining belongings of the clan, only a young man and a mysterious old man remained in the end.

The young man is Sikong Ziyun's son, Sikong Qing; the mysterious old man is Li Qinghou, the mentor who once taught Sikong Ziyun Taoism. Due to the departure of the tribe, almost all the property in the family was swept away.

Li Qinghou quietly transferred many high-grade runes to the palace secretly constructed by Sikong Ziyun. With the support of these runes, the two wanted to live an ordinary life here, and at first they also passed a period of time. In the difficult days, Li Qinghou taught these runes to Qing'er one by one, and Sikong Qing took them out to sell after learning them.

(End of this chapter)