Berserk God of War
Chapter 344: Wang Hua

Chapter 344: Chapter 344: Wang Hua

Seeing this, the Xingluo Palace student at a distance was terror-stricken and yelled, "Spirit Martial Root, the people from Wangyou Sect also want to see you... ah!"

Before he could finish his sentence, he was pounced upon by the demon beasts that had received Sikong Jing’s command and was torn into pieces.

"Spirit Martial Root, acting like this will only enrage the people from Wangyou Sect," Bai Liuhun trembled all over, shouting frantically.

But Sikong Jing had already charged over, continuously thrusting with his newly acquired Dark Wing Black Burning Sword Technique while the surrounding demon beasts also madly pounced over.

"Innate Treasure, explode!"

Weng Yuhuan was so terrified her courage nearly shattered, and she immediately detonated the Innate Treasure in her hand, smashing it fiercely into the horde of demon beasts, then she screamed, "Senior Brother Bai, we must hurry..."

The explosive power of the Innate Treasure was extremely horrifying; even Sikong Jing didn’t dare to approach it carelessly.

Seeing this, Bai Liuhun made a frantic escape, immediately using an Innate Treasure to speed up his flight.

At this time, Weng Yuhuan, who had already lost her Innate Treasure, quickly came over and called out, "Senior Brother Bai, please take me with you."

Bang!

The next instant, Weng Yuhuan was brutally kicked away by Bai Liuhun, and a cold, heartless voice rang out from him, "Junior Sister Weng, you’re too slow if I take you with me, but rest assured, I will definitely avenge you."

By the time he finished speaking, Bai Liuhun’s silhouette had already disappeared from Weng Yuhuan’s sight.

Weng Yuhuan stood there dumbfounded, completely stunned, screaming, "Senior Brother Bai, how can you abandon me?"

Her heart was ice cold, feeling deeply hurt.

But Bai Liuhun didn’t bother to attend to her; seizing the moment before the demon beasts had completely gathered, he rushed towards the direction of Wangyou Sect.

Meanwhile, Sikong Jing, burning with power from the Golden Soul Palace, continued his pursuit...

As for Weng Yuhuan, she was swallowed by the demon beasts in the blink of an eye, leaving only her resentful curses.

On the other side, Sikong Jing kept his deadly focus on the light that belonged to Bai Liuhun, murmuring to himself, "The people from Wangyou Sect must be by the fragments of the Divine Space Martial Testing Ship. I must kill this Bai before then."

While he said this, the speed of the Innate Treasures were nearly the same, making it almost impossible to catch up in a short time.

With this in mind, Sikong Jing suddenly switched to a bow and arrow in his hands, accelerating the Black Refining Dark Hook Dragon as he drew the bow and released an arrow.

Whizz...

The Arrow Light shot out like blazing flames at high speed.

The acceleration of the Innate Treasure was incredibly fast, and the fragments of the Divine Space Martial Testing Ship were not far from Black Smoke Mountain.

Therefore, at this moment, Bai Liuhun could already sense the presence of the Xingluo Palace students and let out a sneer, "Spirit Martial Root, when I meet the people from Wangyou Sect, watch how I slander you... you can’t catch up to me."

As he said this, Bai Liuhun turned around with a ferocious smile to glance at Sikong Jing.

The next instant, his eyes bulged open.

Thud...

An Arrow Light brutally pierced Bai Liuhun’s shoulder.

After a scream, his body continuously twisted in mid-air, and the force of the Arrow Light slammed him harshly onto the ground.

Thud thud thud...

The continuous sounds of impact made as Bai Liuhun hit the ground repeatedly, bouncing like a rubber ball.

Behind him, Sikong Jing remained ruthless, drawing the bow to fire again.

Arrow Light, hitting Bai Liuhun’s thigh with ruthless precision at the moment he couldn’t control his body, sent him spinning through the air like a windmill.

With a crash, he collided with a chunk of Little Shan rock.

After the rock shattered, it half-buried him within it, and by this time Sikong Jing on the Black Refining Dark Hook Dragon had caught up.

Bai Liuhun looked up from the shattered rock, his body soaked in blood, his entire face twisted in pain.

Watching Sikong Jing draw closer and closer, he let out a low growl, "I’ll take you down with me."

Having said that, he was about to detonate the Innate Treasure.

But Sikong Jing, having anticipated this, flashed his sword light and brutally severed one of his hands.

On that hand was Bai Liuhun’s Innate Treasure, and Sikong Jing, a seasoned warrior, would never let him succeed in detonating it.

Bai Liuhun, clutching his severed arm, rolled on the ground, screaming incessantly.

Sikong Jing didn’t utter a word and raised his sword to end Bai Liuhun’s life.

But in the next moment, a horrifying chill appeared around them, and a cold voice echoed, "Who gave you permission to kill here?"

The voice was that of a woman, and it seemed as if ice and snow were spreading around.

At the same time, as Bai Liuhun was rolling, walls of ice formed around him, sheltering him within.

Sikong Jing, his coldness reaching the extreme, completely disregarded the woman’s voice, his sword light relentlessly stabbing towards Bai Liuhun inside the ice wall.

Boom!

The ice wall shattered, yet his Black Burning Sword Light also dissipated right in front of Bai Liuhun.

Simultaneously, that distant, icy voice shouted again, "You’ve got some nerve, still daring to kill someone I’m protecting?"

As the words fell, ice spikes emerged around Sikong Jing, mercilessly piercing towards him.

The sound of cracking echoed, and Sikong Jing and the Black Refining Dark Hook Dragon were frozen into a massive crystal of ice, followed by a figure in white landing in front of Bai Liuhun.

She was extremely beautiful, looked to be in her twenties, and radiated an intense coldness.

She stood proudly, fixing her gaze on the direction of Sikong Jing and the Black Refining Dark Hook Dragon, then with more cracking sounds, Sikong Jing and the dragon burst out of the ice, their bodies covered in shards of shattered ice.

Sikong Jing’s face turned slightly pale, his eyes locked onto the woman before him.

It was clear, her aura was like Wang Xiang and Wang Wei’s, only far more terrifying.

This woman was definitely a fearsome master surpassing the Xuantian Five Realms.

The woman’s gaze was icy to the extreme as she said coldly to Sikong Jing, "If I didn’t have something to ask you, based solely on your defiance of my wishes to continue killing, you would have already become an ice sculpture."

Upon hearing this, Sikong Jing fell silent for a moment, then his voice, equally cold, retorted, "Wangyou Sect, the struggle between Holy Dragon Palace and Xingluo Palace is ours to fight, what do you mean by suddenly intervening?"

Surprised by his response, the woman looked him up and down and then began to laugh.

"Ignorant fool."

"Do you really think that just because the Academy is the first among the Seven Sects, Five Sects, and Three Academies, you can contend with my Wangyou Sect?"

With that, she scoffed again, "The only ones in the Three Great Academies we hold in any regard are the True Inheritor Students of the Main Academy. Not to mention your Long Night Saint Dragon Palace, even the Inner Palace Students of the Main Academy aren’t worth our notice."

Sikong Jing’s eyes slightly hardened; so there was something like True Inheritor Students in the Main Academy.

They must be the core of the core students within the Three Great Academies.

"You students are nothing but a disorganized bunch," the woman emphasized coldly.

In the next instant, the sky suddenly darkened.

In midair, a small-sized Divine Spaceship, composed of ice-blue color, appeared out of thin air. On the deck stood dozens of women dressed as members of Wangyou Sect, along with about ten Xingluo Palace students.

They soon landed around Sikong Jing and the others...

At that moment, several female figures descended, one of them pointing at Sikong Jing and asking the woman from before, "Senior Sister Wang Hua, what is this thing? Should we take him down?"

Wang Hua raised an eyebrow and waved her hand, "Forget it, he’s just an ignorant and impulsive student from Holy Dragon Palace."

With that statement, Bai Liuhun’s mouth twitched violently; he wished the disciples of Wangyou Sect would kill Sikong Jing right there and then.

He couldn’t believe they would let him off so easily, damn it!