Berserk God of War

Capítulo 1308: Chapter 1308: Not a War Body, but a Demon!

The entire Ten Thousand Beasts Sky Prison, emitted a pressure that almost made the Blood Charm Demon Cat collapse, especially when it looked at Sikong Jing’s beast-shaped spirit shadow, the pressure made it feel like it was going to die…

The Blood Charm Demon Cat was a demon beast after all.

Even with the bloodline of the Fierce Beast Night Charm, it could not withstand the terrifying aura of the Master of Ten Thousand Beasts and all the Fierce Beast Divine Beasts.

It was a feeling more terrifying than a fate worse than death.

Then it finally broke down and shouted, “I, I will comply…”

As soon as the words fell, Sikong Jing’s beast-shaped spirit shadow had already pulled the spirit shadow body of the Blood Charm Demon Cat out of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sky Prison. Accompanied by terrifying pressure, the Blood Charm Demon Cat cried out, “I’m sorry, Lord Ye Mei, I was forced.”

After a moment of repentance, the Blood Charm Demon Cat, just like the Double-Horned Demon Tiger back then…

Imprinted its meridians into Sikong Jing’s body.

And with the meridians of the Emperor Martial Peak Blood Charm Demon Cat imprinted, Sikong Jing’s entire body trembled violently, whether it was the monster-like Dantian or the meridians within him, all endured enormous pressure.

Yet, his True Qi was rolling incessantly…

Still, Sikong Jing, whether imprinting or comprehending the demon beast’s meridians, could bring about a breakthrough in his realm, yet now he suppressed it instead of breaking through.

Thus, the terrifying True Qi brought by the Blood Charm Demon Cat’s meridians could only become increasingly solid.

As if, Sikong Jing’s True Qi was about to turn into a solid form.

And Sikong Jing’s whole body was feeling intense pain, but it was not as painful as imagined, because he had gained not insignificant insights from discussions with Mieqing Venerable, and his meridians had become much tougher.

All of this seemed to be completed in a flash, the next moment… thud!

Young Master Pei Yufeng stepped heavily forward, the intense aura of the eighth-grade battle body sweeping over towards Sikong Jing, he sneered at Sikong Jing, “Closing your eyes for meditation won’t help, what I want is for you to… immediately burst your battle body.”

No one could tell what Sikong Jing had just experienced, and Pei Yufeng certainly did not know.

He still thought that Sikong Jing was just meditating with closed eyes.

And Pei Yufeng was now more and more convinced that Sikong Jing was not a battle body.

So he was not that anxious now, just as Pei Yufeng had said upon returning to Ice King Sect Master, even if Sikong Jing was not a battle body, they would also kill Mieqing Venerable together.

Therefore, Pei Yufeng wanted to summon all the venerable figures to arrive so that he could achieve his purpose.

Surely, his voice and battle body aura shot up to the sky, immediately attracting the attention of several venerable figures who were already watching from Wunian Fox Gate Manor, who, after furrowing their brows intensely, still flashed over…

Originally, Pei Yufeng was supposed to summon them to the Ice King Round Tower, but appeared at Wunian Fox Gate Manor instead, which was naturally strange.

The venerable figures in Wanbing City certainly came to see what was going on.

Facing the arrogant Pei Yufeng, Sikong Jing finally slowly opened his eyes, with only coldness and calmness in them.

He still did not speak but looked at Pei Yufeng, waiting for the latter’s third strike to come.

Sikong Jing naturally did not know what Pei Yufeng wanted to do, but since the other party was temporarily not attacking, he also remained still… while the True Qi inside him continued to solidify and smooth out, Sikong Jing certainly had no reason to take the initiative.

The longer the time, the stronger Sikong Jing would become!

“Get lost for me…”

At this moment, Mieqing Venerable crazily exploded with the power of ice and snow, wanting to shake off Tie Han, the venerable-level Qianwang guard.

However, Tie Han’s whole body was terrifying like a diamond.

In an instant, he transformed into golden silhouettes that fell around Mieqing Venerable, continuing the suppression… The venerable-level power spread wildly, attracting the frantic speed arrival of the venerable figures from various sects in the city.

Pei Yufeng seemed to sense the arrival of venerable figures from all directions, he finally extended his palm, the entire arm as if golden snakes were surging wildly.

Then, he shouted at Sikong Jing, “Take my third strike, Qianwang Golden Snake Bomb!”

Buzz!

The frenzied golden palm wind fiercely struck at Sikong Jing, with Pei Yufeng staring dead at him afterward.

The next moment, Mieqing Venerable realized that even if she shook off Tie Han’s blockade immediately, it was already too late, and could only look at Sikong Jing frantically, her eyes instantly turned blood red.

Such a terrifying third strike, could Sikong Buwang withstand it?

Renyou was blocked by Ice King Sect Master, his eyes nearly bursting open.

Wen Luo’s whole body trembled violently…

Sikong Ling stood at the entrance of the main hall, her pink fist clenched tightly, biting her silver teeth as she stared at her brother’s back.

Meanwhile, several venerable figures rushed over furiously, soaring to the sky, looking towards the manor…

At this most tense moment, Sikong Jing faced Pei Yufeng’s third strike with a palm strike of his own, still based on the meridians of the Absolute Night Wolf King, still appearing as a seemingly unremarkable icy palm wind.

At this moment, the ones about to arrive, the venerable figures’ gaze solidified…

Among them, a friend of Mieqing Venerable shouted in a low voice, “It’s actually the peak of Eighth Grade Battle Body Spirit Realm of Qianwang Holy Tower versus a little servant of Wunian, still only at the peak of Martial Battle Realm… Sikong Buwang!”

Among the venerable figures, three had seen Sikong Jing’s performance at the Ice King Round Tower.

But at this moment, they thought Sikong Jing was bound to lose…

Indeed, Beiming Hanshan’s Han Dong Venerable lightly smirked, chuckling as he said, “This little servant is doomed to die, I don’t know where he offended Qianwang Holy Tower, Young Master Pei’s hand is clearly meant to kill.”

Bang…

In an instant, under everyone’s gaze, the icy palm wind collided with Pei Yufeng’s terrifying “Qianwang Golden Snake Bomb”, the explosive aftershock was countless times stronger than the previous two strikes, surging out fiercely.

Then, the originally smug Han Dong Venerable widened his eyes, growling low, “Impossible.”

Meanwhile, Mieqing Venerable revealed a look of ecstasy, Renyou also clenched his fists, grinding his teeth fiercely to cheer up and roar…

Because they all saw, Sikong Jing actually blocked it.

Moreover, this time it wasn’t like the previous two hand strikes where he retreated, he stood as if his feet were firmly rooted in the ground.

Now, even the Ice King Sect Master’s eyes widened in disbelief, and he roared repeatedly, while the remaining venerable figures from the Wanbing City gathered with lightning speed.

These were originally being summoned by Pei Yufeng to the Ice King Round Tower, but having now arrived at the Wunian Fox Gate Manor, they found it most curious.

The present situation was invisible to them, considering how arrogant Pei Yufeng appeared. Even Mieqing Venerable seemed baffled.

But then Sikong Jing slowly opened his eyes and coldly and expressionlessly watched Pei Yufeng, waiting for his third hand strike.

He wasn’t sure what Pei Yufeng was up to, but since Pei wasn’t moving yet, neither would he… Inside him, the True Qi continued to solidify and flow with increasing smoothness, giving Sikong Jing no reason to make the first move.

The longer he waited, the stronger Sikong Jing would become!

“Venerable leaves…”

It was at this moment that Mieqing Venerable unleashed her ice and snow power in a frenzy, intending to knock the Venerable Level Qianwang Guard, Tie Han, flying.

However, Tie Han’s entire body was as terrifying as adamantine.

In an instant, he transformed into golden figures surrounding Mieqing Venerable, continuing the suppression with an unbridled Venerable level power that drew several Venerable figures from the sects to the scene with furious speed.

With the arrival of venerable figures from various factions, Pei Yufeng finally extended his palm, seemingly filled with raging golden snakes.

Then, he shouted at Sikong Jing, “Take my third palm, Qianwang Golden Snake Bomb!”

Buzz!

The ferocious golden palm wind fiercely rushed toward Sikong Jing, with Pei Yufeng staring at the latter intently.

The next moment, Mieqing Venerable realized that no matter what, even Sikong Jing might withstand it, could he handle it?

Sikong Buwang…

Boom…

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