Berserk God of War

Chapter 1122: Chapter 1122: We’d Rather Fight to the Death

After landing, Pei Fenyi leapt up again, roaring in the direction of the sedan chair, “Yin Yang Person, you… mmm mmm mmm!”

Before she could finish, her mouth was firmly covered by several Shiyu Geniuses, each frantically winking at her.

The opponent was too terrifying and bizarre; words couldn’t be thrown around carelessly.

Unfortunately, the three words “Yin Yang Person” from Pei Fenyi still made it to the ears of the white-faced elder inside the front sedan chair.

The next moment, an icy hand palm suddenly condensed out in front of the Weng Family’s gate.

Then, it swung violently in midair, landing heavily on Pei Fenyi…

“Ah!”

Pei Fenyi screamed and was sent flying backward, and the impact also dragged four Shiyu Geniuses to the ground.

But the white-faced elder hadn’t used lethal force; after landing, the five of them could still raise their heads with mouths agape.

At the same time, the white-faced elder’s voice came back: “Considering Pei Feishan, I won’t hold it against you, but don’t let it happen again.”

The meaning was clear; the white-faced elder knew who Pei Fenyi was and seemed to recognize Pei Feishan too.

After a pause, the white-faced elder added, “Ah Shi, during the Soul Snatching battle, eliminate all from the East Dominator Branch and the Weng Family for me. I dislike being refused, and I loathe Duanmu Chun even more.”

The mention of Duanmu Chun’s name caused icy mist to rise again, a slight hatred in the white-faced elder’s voice.

At this point, a young man’s voice, Ah Shi, came out: “Understood, Master. I will turn them all into heartless dust.”

With the ending of Ah Shi’s voice, the sedan chair completely disappeared at the end of the street.

The surrounding chill gradually dissipated, but the people in front of the Weng Family’s gate were still trembling all over.

“Wow…”

Suddenly, Weng Yinko standing in place spat out a mouthful of blood furiously, falling limply to the ground like mud.

This scene came without warning, and everyone looked at Weng Yinko puzzled…

“Grandpa…”

“Weng Family Master…”

Seeing this, Weng Ting and others hurriedly rushed forward, but just as Weng Ting was about to touch Weng Yinko, the latter shouted, “Don’t touch my shoulder, or you’ll be frozen too.”

After saying that, Weng Yinko couldn’t help but shake his True Qi, and his black clothes exploded instantly.

The shoulder that had just been tapped by the white-faced elder was covered with frost, as if countless icy bugs were wriggling on it.

All at once, Weng Ting and the others were stunned.

Suddenly, they looked again towards the direction where the sedan chair disappeared, realizing that the white-faced elder might appear indifferent to Weng Yinko’s refusal, but in fact, he had already delivered a lesson the moment he lightly patted Weng Yinko’s shoulder.

Sikong Jing also stepped forward at this time, staring intently at Weng Yindu’s shoulder without speaking momentarily.

On the other side, Pei Fenyi jumped up covering her burning face, fists clenched: “Who the hell are these people?”

A Shiyu Genius ran forward and said, “Senior Sister Pei, regardless of who they are, from the last words you can tell they have better ties with our Shiyu Commerce. That elder even said he loathes Duanmu Chun.”

This statement immediately calmed Pei Fenyi down.

Slowly, she looked towards Weng Ting and others, then burst out in laughter: “Indeed, I called him a Yin Yang person and he let it slide in favor of my Uncle Pei, while you just refused and face death, the attitude couldn’t be more clear.”

Pei Fenyi immediately relaxed; after all, someone was worse off than her.

At this time, Chang E also came over, a large Five-finger Mountain mark on his face as well.

But he wasn’t angry either, instead giving a creepy smile as he stared at Weng Yinko.

“Oh Weng Family Master, you’re really amusing.”

“Someone’s powerful disciple wanted to be your external support and you actually refused, and now you ended up with a massacre order in the Soul Snatching battle, you’re utterly laughable.”

Saying this, Chang E burst into laughter…

Another Han Nu Mountain elder jumped out and picked up, “Yes indeed, had you accepted, who would dare to be your opponent in this Soul Snatching battle… what a pity, Weng Yinko has no brains.”

Another Shiyu Genius laughed, “Not just no brains, he even got himself seriously injured, maybe dying soon.”

The fear and anger they felt earlier had completely dissipated due to Weng Yinko’s situation and the harsh words left by the white-faced elder, their mood couldn’t be better now.

However, Weng Ting, worried about her grandfather’s injuries, chose not to engage, while Zhang Duiyi and others were concerned and ignored the mockery.

As for Weng Yinko, he was now frantically circulating True Qi to resist the spreading frost on his body.

He had no mind to care about the ridicule opposite…

But anyone could see Weng Yinko’s mood, what could possibly be done now?

Incurred strange injuries from refusal, facing a massacre order in the Soul Snatching battle for the same reason, and not even knowing who the opponent was, unable to deal with them at all.

Finally, at this moment, Sikong Jing slowly raised his head, looking at Pei Fenyi and Chang E and spoke for the first time, “How does it feel to be slapped? I admire you all, managing to laugh with a Five-finger Mountain mark on your faces.”

His words made Chang E, Pei Fenyi, and others instantly fall silent, their expressions turning ugly.

Being slapped may not have injured them as severely as Weng Yinko, but the damage to their dignity was far worse.

A slap was an insult!

Thinking of this, Pei Fenyi’s face twisted as she said, “So what, now not only do we intend to kill you in the Soul Snatching battle, but even that mysterious figure wants to wipe you all out, you’re all doomed.”

With those words, Zhang Duiyi and Weng Ting clenched their fists again, their minds in turmoil.

When facing Pei Fenyi, Zhang Duiyi felt he still had a chance, but in front of the mysterious figure just now, they felt utterly powerless; it was impossible not to fear such powerful and unknown beings.

Of course, the white-faced elder himself couldn’t participate in the Soul Snatching battle, but his disciple would.

The carrying sedan chair girl named Si Yan easily defeated Pei Fenyi, and she was probably not even the strongest genius on the other team’s side.

“Mysterious figure?”

However, Sikong Jing’s voice remained calm and unwavering, coldly saying, “For you all being Shiyu Commerce’s geniuses, you can’t even see who they are, I, a small newcomer to the Central Plains, can…”

With these words, everyone turned to look at Sikong Jing, showing disbelief.

In the next moment, Pei Fenyi shouted, “Do you know who they are?”

“Wunian Saint Sect,” Sikong Jing slowly uttered the four words.

Instantly the entire scene fell silent, Chang E was the first to widen his eyes, “Wunian Saint Sect?”

Sikong Jing nodded, “Yes, they are from Wunian Saint Sect, and for such heartless and unrighteous types, we certainly couldn’t have them as external support, there’s no benefit.”

Pausing, Sikong Jing looked at Weng Ting and asked, “Right? Senior Sister Weng?”

Weng Ting faltered then understood Sikong Jing’s intention. She quickly responded, “Of course. We could never allow Wunian Saint Sect to be external support. Who knows what they might do during the Soul Snatching battle? We’d rather fight to the death.”

Sikong Jing’s meaning was clear; it was to convey that the Weng Family intentionally acted this way, thereby raising their morale.