Berserk God of War
Chapter 343: The Arrival of Wangyou Sect

Chapter 343: Chapter 343: The Arrival of Wangyou Sect

However, Sikong Jing replied calmly, "It’s too late to go all out now."

Having said that, Sikong Jing, riding the Black Refining Dark Hook Dragon and wielding the new Dark Wing Black Burning Sword, launched an attack, still merging man and horse as one.

Boom boom boom...

Amidst billowing black smoke, explosions and screams were continuous.

Indeed, some Xingluo Palace students were forced to detonate their Innate Treasures, but Sikong Jing was not a fool; of course, he avoided them.

Even so, he still got injured, but the results of the battle were good.

Another half a moment passed, and fewer than twenty people were left on the opposing side. Weng Yuhuan was much more seriously injured than he was, and Bai Liuhun also had minor injuries.

The remaining Xingluo Palace students were fearful, scared—they didn’t want to die!

On the contrary, Sikong Jing, who had emerged from blood and battlefields as the Invincible God General, never shied away from combat.

Standing upon the Black Refining Dark Hook Dragon with his sword in hand, Sikong Jing squinted at Bai Liuhun, "Eighty tokens from Xingluo Palace’s Inner Palace students, plus the tokens of two chiefs—I wonder how many Holy Dragon points that can be exchanged for?"

At these words, Bai Liuhun and Weng Yuhuan felt an endless shame as they roared, "Everyone keep going, fight him to the death."

But just then, a Xingluo Palace student suddenly turned and fled, screaming, "Senior Brother Bai, I don’t want to die. I came to study at the Long Night Star Palace, not to give my life for Xingluo Palace."

After speaking, this Xingluo Palace student ran off like a madman.

"You worthless thing, get back here... Believe it or not, I’ll wipe out your whole family if you run away," Bai Liuhun bellowed in rage.

However, another Xingluo Palace student shouted, "Senior Brother Bai, you are the grandson of Vice President Bai Changkong, your roots are in Long Night Xingluo Palace, but I am not... I don’t want to risk my life anymore."

"Yeah, it’s none of our business that Spirit Martial Root summoned the Ancient Demon Dragon that killed your grandfather, Bai Changkong. Farewell."

Having said that, the remaining people turned and ran one after another, burning their Innate Treasures to speed up.

In the blink of an eye, only Bai Liuhun and Weng Yuhuan were left.

To think that everyone ran away!

Their faces were so livid they were almost squeezing out juice, never in their wildest dreams expecting people to desert the battle!

At this time, Sikong Jing smiled faintly, "Are you going to run, or are you going to die?"

For Sikong Jing, such scenes had long since become commonplace, and retreating after being frightened by him had happened countless times.

During his time in the Great Shang Dynasty, there was even an army of millions that he had once chased away.

Now, in this pursuit, Sikong Jing had already secured an invincible position. The current issue was how to kill Bai Liuhun.

Sikong Jing had no intention of leaving this trouble behind.

On the other side, Bai Hunliu’s face twitched uncontrollably, filled with extreme hatred.

With only the two of them in their current state, it was difficult to kill Sikong Jing; there was even the risk of being counter-killed.

But if they fled, where would they put their faces?

Suddenly, Bai Liuhun said coldly, "You’d better stay in the Minglong Mountain Range, for the moment you dare step out, you’ll have nowhere to bury your body."

He didn’t want to fight anymore, but was preparing a trap outside the Minglong Mountain Range.

The deaths of so many Xingluo Palace students were enough to rally their family forces. By then, Sikong Jing wouldn’t be able to escape even if he had wings.

As long as they killed Sikong Jing, they could save face.

"Junior Sister Weng, let’s go..." After dropping the threat, Bai Liuhun prepared to leave with Weng Yuhuan.

But the next instant, Sikong Jing coldly said, "Did I say you could leave?"

"Spirit Martial Root, you can’t keep us here."

Bai Liuhun’s voice was filled with raging anger and hardness, and then he vanished with Weng Yuhuan into the black smoke.

"Is that so... Roar!"

But just at that moment, Sikong Jing suddenly opened his mouth and let out a roar like that of a Fierce Beast.

Instantly, all demon beasts below the Xuantian Realm centered around Black Smoke Mountain shook violently, uncontrollably rushing toward Black Smoke Mountain.

When Bai Hunliu and her companion flashed out of the black smoke, they were completely stunned.

Weng Yuhuan trembled as she clutched Bai Hunliu’s hand and asked, "Senior Brother Bai, why are there so many demon beasts, what are they trying to do?"

Bai Hunliu was dumbfounded, unable to provide an answer.

"This place was once the territory of the Black Swirl Ape, and it was the king of this area."

Sikong Jing’s voice emerged from within Black Smoke Mountain.

Then, a man and a dragon slowly materialized behind Bai Hunliu and her companion, like Demon Dragon Knights.

"You also know that I created the Black Vortex Fist when I was in Xingluo Palace."

"Just now, I used the voice of the Black Swirl Ape to summon its territory’s lesser demons and beasts, not expecting the demon beasts to devour you alive but ensuring that you cannot escape."

As the words fell, Bai Hunliu and Weng Yuhuan felt a bone-chilling coldness, the chill lingering on and on.

They just realized that when Sikong Jing had first entered Xingluo Palace, he had created the Black Vortex Fist, different from that of Xingluo Palace.

And now, he could even use the Black Swirl Ape’s voice to summon demon beasts – they were doomed.

Sikong Jing stood proudly on the Black Refining Dark Hook Dragon’s back, slowly raising the sword in his hand, ready to execute the two Chief students.

But suddenly, a streak of light flashed rapidly from the distance, it was a returning Xingluo Palace student.

And he, too, had been frightened by the surrounding demon beasts, but after hesitating for a moment, he still called out from afar, "Senior Brother Bai, someone wants to meet you."

Bai Hunliu’s eyes lit up, "Who wants to meet me?"

No matter who it was, no matter why someone would want to meet him in this place, he hurriedly called out.

The Xingluo Palace student quickly replied, "It’s someone from Wangyou Sect."

At this revelation, Bai Hunliu and Weng Yuhuan were shaken to the core, exchanging looks of astonishment!

Seven Sects, Five Sects, Three Academies...

Among them Wangyou Sect was one of the Five Sects, and they were also the only one among the Five Sects within the territory of the Long Night Empire.

All the members of their sect were women, each as beautiful as celestial beings, yet heartless and unscrupulous.

But as a student of the Three Great Academies, Bai Hunliu naturally asked without fear, "Why does someone from Wangyou Sect want to see me?"

The Xingluo Palace student responded, "About a month or two ago, two of their disciples died in the Minglong Mountain Range, they suspect it was here, so they want to clarify with us..."

"We’ve all been captured by them."

At this, both Bai Hunliu and Weng Yuhuan exchanged glances and then turned to look at Sikong Jing, jeeringly saying, "Spirit Martial Root, seems like luck is on our side, hurry up and make your summoned demon beasts scram."

However, Sikong Jing showed no reaction.

Compared to them, Sikong Jing’s heart was even more tumultuous, his sister Sikong Ling’s Wangyou Sect had arrived, and they had even found the wrecked Martial Testing Divine Airship, they wanted to investigate the cause of death of Wang Xiang and Wang Wei.

Even more importantly, they would certainly be looking for his whereabouts as well.

"What of Wangyou Sect, they have no authority over Holy Dragon Academy."

Sikong Jing was unwilling to compromise, even less willing to meet those from the Wangyou Sect, to avoid drawing even more fearsome assassination attempts.

The sword in his hand once again ignited with black flames; he must immediately execute Bai Hunliu and the others before him and then quickly leave.

"Kill..."

Sikong Jing ceased his chatter, his Direct Energy fusing with the Black Refining Dark Hook Dragon, he thrust viciously towards Bai Hunliu.

Simultaneously, his gaze swept over all the demon beasts.

A sliver of the consciousness of the Master of Ten Thousand Beasts crashed into the minds of all the demon beasts, causing them to roar incessantly and pounce toward Bai Hunliu and the others.