Beast God of War

Chapter 246 Too Hard
As soon as he stepped into the footprints of the holy dragon, a familiar feeling emerged spontaneously.

As if an illusion had arisen in his mind, a person, a dragon and a gun appeared in front of Sikong Jing, just like slaughtering everything in the Changye Xingluo Palace, and the so-called holy dragon under this person was just the inner alchemy that he had just swallowed. The demon dragon.

Full body fire dragon, back body and wings, wing bones like guns!

Sikong Jing was extremely surprised, he didn't expect such a coincidence, but he also understood why he was drawn here, it must be because the demon dragon Neidan had exactly the same aura as the centuries-old holy dragon.

What surprised Sikong Jing even more was...

The sacred dragon footprints condensed by the holy dragon students for hundreds of years still have such a terrifying power, because he comprehended the power of the same kind of demon dragon, and gave birth to illusions!
In the illusion, the so-called holy dragon showed unparalleled power, and the meridians of demonic power in the dragon's body also appeared.

Sikong Jing stared straight, remembering how the meridians and their demon power operate...

And all of this was going on in extreme tranquility without anyone noticing.

It was only when the sky was bright that Sikong Jing calmed down.

He left the footprints of the holy dragon here, and he has clearly grasped the operation method of the fire-colored demon dragon. After the consolidation and fusion, he can create the second beast skill of the mysterious heavenly realm monster.

But when Sikong Jing returned to the courtyard, he found that the door of his room was extremely lively...

"Go away, what are you doing?" Immediately afterwards, he heard Su Yuexi's scream.

Sikong Jing's face changed wildly, and he suddenly started to crash into the crowd.

Then the pupils shrank violently, and I saw that Mr. Wei was suppressed in a corner by several powerful middle-aged men, while Su Yuexi was forced to lean against the wall by a young man in a fancy dress...

She kept waving her hands to prevent the young man in fine clothes from approaching.

Sikong Jing opened his eyes sharply, and murderous intent flashed: "You, here, looking for, die!"

No matter who the young man in Chinese clothes is, no matter what happened just now, if he dares to touch a single hair of Yue Xi, he will die.

After the words fell, Sikong Jing rushed out in one step...

However, at this moment, another middle-aged man appeared next to the young man in Huafu, who directly blocked Sikong Jing's furious punch, and then sneered, "How many lives do you have if you dare to attack our young master?"

Sikong Jing was forced to retreat, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Then he opened his hand and sucked it, and the spear of Huangpin Shangqi suddenly shot out from the room, holding it in his hand, the momentum went straight to the sky.

"Do you still want to resist?"

"Young master, can I kill him?"

The middle-aged man looked at the young man in fine clothes who was approaching Su Yuexi, and asked with a sneer.

His tone was extremely relaxed, and he didn't pay attention to Sikong Jing at all...

The young man in Chinese clothes suddenly turned around, and said with a chuckle, "Then let's see if this kid is acquainted."

As soon as the words fell, he released his true energy with one hand, and lifted Su Yuexi up out of thin air, still pressed against the wall, then looked at Sikong Jing and said, "You should be the Brother Jing that this chick is talking about, right? Her husband? "

Sikong Jing stared at Su Yuexi, and then swept across the audience, all of them gloating.

The onlookers here are all young talents and their accompanying personnel who are going to take part in the martial arts test.

"Let me tell you this, my son has a crush on your wife and wants to take her home as a concubine, so please make an offer!" The young man in Chinese clothes didn't even introduce himself, so he forced Sikong Jing from above.

Sikong Jing stared at him steadfastly, without asking who he was, and said indifferently: "Then how much is your life worth?"

When the words fell, the spear in his hand shook violently. ,
A strong murderous intent came out, and a shot ruthlessly shot straight at the young man in Chinese clothes. Yue Xi was pressed against the wall by his true energy, how could Sikong Jing have any reason to talk nonsense?

No matter who this person is, just kill him!
A dead person is not worthy to let himself remember his name.

"You still dare to attack our son, do you think I don't exist?"

The middle-aged man smiled, and a big knife appeared in his hand in vain, and he slashed at Sikong Jing with his backhand.

But at this moment, Sikong Jing snatched the sword from the person next to him.

A sword blasted out from the left hand, it was: Dark Wing Black Burning Sword!

boom……

With a loud bang, Sikong Jing's Dark Winged Black Burning Sword was cut off, but he used his strength to turn around and kill the young man in Chinese clothes, and shot it out. Before the latter could react, the tip of the spear had pierced through over his shoulder.

Immediately afterwards, Sikong Jing hugged Su Yuexi, and at the same time he raised his spear, picking up the young man in the Chinese costume in mid-air.

At the same time, it was accompanied by the screams of youths in Chinese costumes.

Afterwards, the audience went into a frenzy, and the expressions of the onlookers who were originally gloating turned into surprise and disbelief. Sikong Jing's series of movements were so fast that everyone's eyes could hardly keep up.

In just a blink of an eye, the situation was reversed by him.

"How is it possible? That middle-aged man has an innate martial arts state." Someone muttered to himself, unbelievable.

The Martial Body Realm is exactly the third congenital realm.

And Sikong Jing is already very famous after what happened yesterday.

Everyone in the audience knows that he has zero martial roots and has just reached the innate martial arts point. How did he do it?
"Son..."

It took a long time for the middle-aged man in the Wushen Realm to react, screaming wildly, he never thought that a small Xiantian Martial Acupoint would be so terrifying, where is the arrogance just now?
After yelling in shock and anger, he was about to kill Sikong Jing to save the young man in Huafu.

However, Sikong Jing said coldly: "If you dare to come here, your son will die!"

After threatening heavily, he looked at Su Yuexi again, and asked worriedly, "Yuexi, are you not injured?"

"No, not long after they appeared, Brother Jing, you came back." Su Yuexi shook her head palely and said.

As soon as she finished speaking, several other middle-aged people surrounding Old Wei on the other side shouted in a low voice: "Boy, let go of our young master, then kneel down and apologize, otherwise this old man will die."

After finishing speaking, several middle-aged men suddenly pressed their knives on Wei Lao's neck, staring at Sikong Jing.

At this time, the young man in Chinese clothes hanging on the gun also stopped screaming and threatened: "Boy from Canglongyu, kneel down for me and send your woman to my bed naked, or you will die!" very ugly."

When Sikong Jing heard the words, he retracted his gun in vain...

With a bang, the young man in Chinese clothes crashed to the ground, and then he said with a grim expression, "You know... ah!"

Before he could finish his sentence, Sikong Jing pierced his other shoulder with another shot, and he was lifted into the air again... He didn't withdraw the gun to spare the young man in fine clothes, but to let him know that disaster comes from the mouth.

Then, Sikong Jing looked at several middle-aged people.

"I want to see if your son's life is more important, or threatening me."

"Dare to touch Wei Lao's hair, believe it or not, I will kill him right now?"

"I, Sikong Jing, am not the one to be threatened."

The eyes of the audience flickered wildly, this kid with zero martial roots was too tough, and he didn't retreat in the slightest in the face of such a scene.

After screaming a few times, the young man in Chinese clothes screamed again, "Bastard, do you know who I am?"

Snapped!
Sikong Jing slapped him on the face out of thin air, and said with a sneer, "I don't know, I just know that if your people don't let Old Wei go, I'll blow your head off with the next slap!"

(End of this chapter)