Berserk God of War

67: Chapter 067: Dark Realm Fourth Level, Gun-Slaying the Human Realm 67: Chapter 067: Dark Realm Fourth Level, Gun-Slaying the Human Realm “Young Master Lei, this brat is vicious, strike now!” Xiao Wu, his courage shattered, yelled loudly.

Lei Dinghai spoke solemnly, “This kid is indeed terrifying.

I’ve no idea where he sprung from, but he must be eliminated.”

Because Luo Ning never revealed it throughout, the people from both trading houses still didn’t know that Sikong Jing was the criminal bestowed marriage by the Lord of Yunzhou; they only knew that he was from Yunye City.

No matter what, he must die!

As the words fell, Lei Dinghai gestured with a wave of his hand, no longer caring if it would be ridiculed, and four Human Realm warriors attacked Sikong Jing at the same time.

At this moment, Sikong Jing broke through once again, reaching the Dark Realm Third Level.

At the same time, the Earth-shattering Dragon Fist had already been unleashed.

Looking at the four men led by Lei Dinghai coming toward him, he shouted, “Old brothers, now you must block the two Human Realm fighters for me.”

“And you must break through, otherwise, you will die.”

Old Zhang and Ah Hu exchanged a glance, feeling the surging breath and battle intent from Sikong Jing, their blood seemingly boiling and stirred, they both shouted in unison, “Kill!”

The two of them made their move, attacking the two Human Realm masters behind Lei Dinghai.

They must fight, and they must break through; they did not want to die.

“How dare you, a mere Dark Realm Peak, make a move,” sneered the two Human Realm warriors as they dashed towards Old Zhang and Ah Hu.

Taking a deep breath, Old Zhang and Ah Hu both shouted simultaneously, “Earth-shattering Dragon Fist!”

Boom boom boom…

Since it was an upgraded version of the Iron Dragon Fist, simple and easy to understand, they had learned it after watching it just once.

They executed the technique against the two Human Realm masters, but their fists could not withstand the Human Realm True Qi; as soon as the sequence was over, their fists were already covered in blood, and blood seeped from the corners of their mouths.

But then…

Boom!

The instant they finished, True Qi surged within their bodies and they simultaneously broke through to the Human Realm.

“Kill!”

Both men’s bodies shook tremendously as they launched their attacks, their momentum growing wilder.

Sikong Jing faced Lei Dinghai and another Human Realm master.

Lei Dinghai was a formidable figure at the Human Realm Fifth Level.

There was a substantial gap between Sikong Jing and him in terms of realm.

And there was also another Human Realm Third Level practitioner by their side.

The two of them quickly suppressed Sikong Jing, growling, “Kid, no matter how evil you are, you are doomed.

You should never have interfered in the feud between the two great trading houses, much less have killed Qian Yubao.”

No sooner had they finished speaking than the True Qi of the Emperor Beheading Technique within Sikong Jing broke through again, reaching the Dark Realm Fourth Level.

At the same time, the medicinal power of the Primordial Truth Pill disappeared.

But for Sikong Jing, the Dark Realm Fourth Level was already sufficient.

Suddenly retreating, he spread his fingers and called out, “Luo Ning, the spear!”

At this moment, Luo Ning had been pushed to the edge, right where the weapons rack in the courtyard stood.

Hearing him, she instinctively grabbed the spear from the rack and threw it towards Sikong Jing.

Hum!

The long spear in hand, Sikong Jing’s whole aura changed.

In that instant, an explosive spear momentum burst forth.

In Luo Ning’s eyes, Sikong Jing seemed like an invincible general amidst an army, facing thousands of enemies and advancing unstoppably.

Sikong Jing looked at Lei Dinghai, gripping the weapon, he declared, “What of Human Realm Fifth Level, or even hundreds of men?

Who is a match for my spear?”

Kill!

His mighty and proud voice echoed throughout the courtyard.

The long spear in Sikong Jing’s hand, like thunder, pierced out with the invincible True Qi of the Emperor Beheading Technique, sending a roaring thunder towards Lei Dinghai.

“Upper Stage Xuan Grade, Thunderbolt Spear!”

Simultaneously, Old Zhang and Ah Hu exclaimed in shock.

This was an extremely powerful spear technique in the military, not something that average people could acquire and cultivate; they had been fortunate to witness it once in Yunzhou City.

However, their gazes changed once again; the time they had seen it, it had been executed by a Yunzhou General, but compared to Sikong Jing standing before them now, the General’s use of the Thunderbolt Spear Technique was practically unworthy of attention.

Even though they were not very knowledgeable, they could still discern the strength of the attacks.

Thud…

At that moment, the Thunder Gun pierced into Lei Dinghai’s True Qi Shield; his pupils contracted sharply as he flew backward in retreat.

In his eyes was sheer disbelief.

How could this kid be so strong, even if he had reached the Dark Realm Fourth Level?

“If you dare retreat, your men will die.”

Sikong Jing’s voice rang out as he swept with his spear.

A dozen Dark Realm Masters who had rushed up were all cut in half at the waist, their screams continuous.

“If you dare retreat, your Human Realm Third Level will lead the way to Hell!”

After Sikong Jing finished speaking, he thrust his spear toward a Human Realm Third Level expert from Thunder Wing Trading House.

The latter instinctively resisted, but the Thunderbolt Spear extinguished his True Qi, and with a spear thrust into his heart…

he died!

“Do you all think that with just these few people, you can kill me?”

“Bring ten times the number of men next time…

However, you no longer have a next time.”

Sikong Jing spoke without a trace of emotion, withdrew his spear with a flash, and charged into the crowd.

One by one, they fell to the ground; one by one, they were scared stiff; the entire courtyard was left with only the shrill sound of screams.

One man, one spear, turned the tide of the battle!

“Impossible, how can he be so strong?” Lei Dong was still sitting in the bamboo chair; though he was outside of the chaos of battle, his already pale face from serious injuries turned even paler as he saw his men falling one by one.

The whole person was stunned, feeling as though he was in a dream.

“Ah!”

Just at that moment, a earth-shaking scream erupted.

It was followed by Ah Hu’s wild laughter: “Brother Sikong, I’ve killed a Human Realm expert, that bastard dared to frame me.”

Sikong Jing didn’t even turn his head: “Good, kill them if you want to, otherwise you’ll have no more chances.”

The meaning of no more chances was, he would be the first to slaughter them.

“Kill!”

Ah Hu, without a second word, charged into the group of Dark Realm Masters besieging them, blowing them apart with his Earth-shattering Dragon Fist one by one.

In that moment, Old Zhang, too, empowered by Sikong Jing’s Battle Aura, beheaded an expert from Thunder Wing Trading House in the Human Realm and equally charged into the midst of the crowd.

The three men were like slicing melons and chopping vegetables, waves of killing intent surged.

Lei Dinghai’s courage was about to break; he too felt like he was dreaming, his eyes staring at Sikong Jing as if looking at a monster.

What had Lei Dong and he provoked?

Watching his men fall one after another, Lei Dinghai finally lost the last bit of his Battle Intent.

With a fierce turn, he landed next to Lei Dong and shouted frantically, “Let’s go!”

If they didn’t leave, both he and Lei Dong would die.

“Uncle Dinghai, you can’t leave, maybe this bastard with the surname Sikong will soon run out of strength.” Xiao Wu, too, was scared out of his wits, he ran to Xiao Mei’s side, continuously shrieking at Lei Dinghai.

But Lei Dinghai didn’t care if he died.

He picked up Lei Dong and dashed towards the exterior of the courtyard.

Unfortunately, Sikong Jing’s voice came like a demon reaping life: “Lei Dinghai, right?

You may not know, but you can’t expose your back to me in a fight, or the result will be…

you’re dead!”

With that, a spear sound echoed behind Lei Dinghai.

With a thud, the spear thrown from Sikong Jing’s hand pierced through Lei Dinghai’s heart, and incidentally, through the head of Lei Dong, whom he held in his arms.

One spear took two lives; Lei Family’s uncle and nephew both widened their eyes, their bodies crashing at the entrance of the courtyard, their eyes unblinking in death.