Beast God of War

Chapter 1038
With his eyes closed, Sikong Jing's understanding of Qianyuan's Bingsha diagram kept flashing through his mind, and then he continued to add to his own beast-killing formation, and then combined and resisted the assassin-like attack with ten thousand blades...

The tortoise shell on his head was pierced several times, but Sikong Jing still blocked it at the most dangerous moment.

The originally extremely monotonous tortoise shell gradually changed as he became familiar with the surrounding beasts and the beast-killing formation... Sometimes the defense was strong on this side, and sometimes the defense on the other side was strong, and gradually it began to defend perfectly.

And such a change has greatly reduced the loss of the monster power of the beasts.

As the defense became stronger and stronger, Sikong Jing's confidence became stronger and stronger, and his eyes became more and more firm.

On the opposite side, because Sikong Jing's defense could not be broken, Wan Tonghui was extremely anxious.

"The Dongyuan little bastard's military killing power is still improving, and his military division level may have exceeded our imagination."

"He, at least, is a soldier at the pinnacle of combat quality."

Grandpa Wansan's old eyes also gradually turned red.

Wan Tonghui's whole body trembled when he heard the words, and the fear and anxiety in his eyes became more and more intense: "Then what should we do, we are running out of time."

Hearing this, Grandpa Wansan clenched his old fists and said, "I can't wait any longer. Now I will use suicide to blast through the defense of the little beast in Dongyuan, and then I will enter it with a Lingwu stage master to assassinate it."

As soon as the words fell, Grandpa Wansan roared again: "Thousand blade soldiers kill the formation, kill madly!"

Following his control, boom boom boom...

One by one, the masters belonging to the Wuming Villa almost exploded their true qi, and then one by one uncontrollably slammed into the beast-killing turtle shape belonging to Sikong Jing, and then the true qi of those who jumped on it was emptied.

After evacuating, all the true energy was condensed out and blasted directly.

"Ah ah ah ah..."

The soldiers and horses of the Wuming Villa let out screams because they were emptied of their true energy. Some people were smashed to pieces by the shock wave because of their loss of true energy. The surroundings were full of terrifying giant blades!
At the same time, the little monsters around Sikong Jing also uttered screams, and they couldn't bear the aftermath and died suddenly.

The soldiers and horses of the two sides are all in constant sharp decline.

Inside and outside the turtle shell, it was bloody and brutal.

Jiang Wanyou was standing next to Sikong Jing at this time, she tightly covered her mouth, watching the collision of spears and shields around her, watching the death of life around her, her whole body trembled violently.

For many years, she has not seen such a battle.

The battle of Uncle Xiu two days ago was not tragic, it was only when he was with his father and Uncle Su that it surpassed the scene before him.

But she didn't dare to disturb, she knew that Young Master Sikong was working hard for herself.

click...

In vain, Jiang Wanyou heard the sound of cracking and cracking, and when she looked up, she saw cracks began to appear in the shape of the beast-killing turtle of Young Master Sikong.

Then the crack grew bigger and bigger, and finally broke into a huge spider web.

rumbling...

The beast-killing-turtle shape is made of monster power, and breaking it means that countless little monsters will be injured. At the same time, the corner of Sikong Jing's mouth is gradually oozing blood...

"Hahahaha... It's broken, it's finally broken!"

At this moment, Wan Tonghui's crazy laughter came from the opposite side: "Little Dongyuan, I don't think you are dead yet."

"Wan Ren, blast!" The next moment, it was Grandpa Wan San's voice again.

Jiang Wanyou trembled again, screaming: "Young Master Sikong..."

Gently wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Sikong Jing shouted in a low voice: "Calm down, all of you, why are you panicking while I'm here? Now follow me again... the beast kills the turtle shape!"

Of course, his words were not directed at Jiang Wanyou, but at the countless little monsters around him.

It stands to reason that the moment the beast killed the turtle and the shape of the turtle was shattered, the little monsters should have an emotional breakdown.

Unless they are extremely strong elite fighters, etc., even ordinary soldiers and horses will collapse in an instant... However, Sikong Jing, who is the master of all beasts, stabilized all the monsters with one sentence.

Because the identity of the Lord of Beasts gave them confidence, because the will of the Lord of Beasts cannot be questioned by any monsters.

In an instant, the monsters regained their fighting spirit, and with Sikong Jing as the core, they transformed into beasts and turtles again.

With Sikong Jing as the center, severely block the round of Grandpa Wansan's attack...

On the opposite side, Wan Tonghui, who was originally overjoyed, was dumbfounded!
Grandpa Wansan, who thought he could break it with one blow, was also dumbfounded. He murmured: "It's all like this, and you can even re-condense the formation of soldiers and kills. Don't these little monsters know what to be afraid of?"

It was difficult for him to understand the situation in front of him, and he couldn't figure out where the strong will of the little monsters came from.

"Third Grandpa, what should we do?" Wan Tonghui asked in a trembling voice.

Grandpa Wansan replied calmly: "It's okay, he won't last long, the number of little monsters has dropped sharply."

Obviously, Sikong Jing is just holding on now, because there are too many casualties of the little monsters, and many of them lie on the ground and passed out. No matter how strong the will is, the number is not enough.

Although many people died on the side of the villa, the advantage is still there.

"The beast kills the turtle shape, take it!"

Just as Grandpa Wansan expected, Sikong Jing took back the beast-killing-turtle form in vain, and withdrew all his strength.

At this moment, Grandpa Wansan was stunned and said: "Sure enough, I took it back, now I will bombard and then assassinate... You guys rushed over to find an opportunity, and beheaded the little beast of Dongyuan and Mrs. Yaofu."

Saying that, Grandpa Wansan blasted out again with soldiers...

At the same time, several men in black who had kidnapped Jiang Wanyou before also sneaked out.

But it was not as good as they thought, Sikong Jing regained his strength and said: "Beast kill, ten thousand turtles!"

The next moment, both Jiang Wanyou and the others saw that with Sikong Jing as the center, turtle-like existences began to appear, and these turtle shields appeared and disappeared...

Wherever there is an attack, it will appear, and where the attack is strong, it will become stronger.

It was like small shields and little turtles constantly appearing around Sikong Jing.

Several men in black were about to assassinate, but when they stabbed in front of Sikong Jing and Jiang Wanyou, several tortoise shields appeared and blocked them back, and they were unable to break through Sikong Jing's defense for a while. up.

"This control is terrible."

"It actually uses shields that appear repeatedly to defend, but this requires extremely strong control and capture capabilities."

Grandpa Wansan really broke down a bit this time. A huge tortoise shield only needs a strong force, but a small tortoise shield that appears and disappears from time to time needs extremely precise control.

As the main general, Sikong Jing must find out where the attack is strong and where the attack is weak.

Just like when the man in black sneaked past, he had to judge the strength of the man in black, so as to condense a shield that could stop the man in black... As long as Sikong Jing made a bad move, he would be killed directly.

"This Dongyuan boy's military talent is so strong that it is boundless." Grandpa Wansan growled.

With such control, one must have a terrifying military talent.

Wan Tonghui shouted with red eyes: "Bastard, Dongyuan little beast, are you a tortoise?"

However, Sikong Jing didn't pay attention to them at this time, but focused on the control of power... There were fewer and fewer little monsters, so he had to do this to save power consumption.

But the next moment, Sikong Jing suddenly said: "Aunt Jiang, we have to go."

The little monsters are still too few and too weak. Sikong Jing has reached the limit of what he can do now. Next, he must sneak out while the opponent is not paying attention, and then go to another place to continue to reorganize the beast killing formation.

Regarding this, Jiang Wanyou nodded deeply, expressing her understanding...

But in the next moment, she suddenly screamed with trembling all over her body: "Oops, Meixi is here, fierce Mei is here!"

(End of this chapter)