Beast God of War

Chapter 530 Killing the Commander, Taking the Cold Arrow

After a few rounds, tens of thousands of soul harvesting fighters were killed.

Si Kongjing himself had already jumped into the Battle Soul Harvesting Army, and he growled at Ning Jingjing: "General Ning, you continue with the soldiers of the Dark Wing Battalion, I went to take the leader of the Battle Soul Harvesting Army. "

After the words fell, Sikong Jing passed through like a phantom, and the target was the leader of the Battle Soul Harvest.

It was a middle-aged man with an extremely sturdy appearance. It seemed that there were countless grievances and war spirits roaring on his body.

However, he did not find Sikong Jing's location.

Because when Sikong Jing was sneaking, the aura on his body had turned into a beast, similar to the aura of the surrounding horses.

The middle-aged commander was still crazily rectifying the Battle Soul Harvest Army, counterattacking the Dark Wing Battalion.

At this moment, he yelled at the surroundings again and again: "Little sword soldiers dare to sneak attack my battle soul harvesting army and slaughter them for me. I will slaughter them all, leaving no one behind."

The next moment, Sikong Jing stabbed out from under his horse's belly: "You still care about it, what kind of ghost will you become after you die?"

Sikong Jing swung his sword from bottom to top, slashing at the head of the commander of the War Soul Harvest.

The latter was stunned, and then his eyes widened and he roared: "What the hell, the kid at the Taoist level wants to sneak attack me and kill me!"

As soon as the Commander of War Soul Harvesting finished speaking, he suddenly slammed down with a knife, blasting towards Sikong Jing!

The billowing breath of innocent souls on the battlefield exploded around him.

And he clearly sensed Sikong Jing's martial arts realm, and he thought that Sikong Jing would definitely die if this knife went down.

However, Sikong Jing is not an ordinary Taoist soldier.

When he was at the peak of Xuanhai Realm, he could kill Ji Ming who was in the third Dao Martial Realm, and now his true energy in "Slaying the Emperor and Breaking the Prison Art" is enough to resist the existence of this Dao Shuai Realm.

boom!
There was a bang, the swords were handed over, and the horse let out a mournful cry and fell down.

Sikong Jing's eyes were like blood, and he was half in the air, and said slowly: "Dark Wing Black Burning Sword Wing King Kill!"

After the words fell, Sikong Jing rushed to the leader of the Battle Soul Harvest again.

He unfolded his sword-like wings like a dark winged dragon eagle, and the sword light pierced towards the latter like a black rainstorm, and at the moment when the latter was exhausted to resist, Sikong Jing shouted again: "The fifth blood-devouring claw, tear wildly! "

With a stabbing sword in one hand, the other hand has turned into a blood-devouring claw, and it is grasped fiercely.

And this fifth claw was created by him when he reached the peak of Dao Bingjing and came to Youyuan Twelve States.

This claw is a claw method that confronts head-on, it is tearing, it is killing!

In an instant, the leader of the War Soul Harvest was held squarely.

The so-called unjust war spirit around him was severely crushed... What kind of war spirit can be compared with the Lord of Beasts?What kind of battle spirit can resist the aura of a blood-devouring monster?
Under the breath of the master of all beasts and the devouring monsters, they will all be reduced to dregs, leaving nothing behind.

Collapsing at the touch of a button, the harvest leader's eyes widened, and he roared in disbelief.

"What the hell are you, why is the first level of Daoist soldiers so strong... Fuck me!"

He exploded the Devouring Crazy Tear Claw with all his true energy.

However, the moment he was about to scatter, a pitch-black sword glow had already flashed, cutting open his neck.

Blood spurted wildly, and a good man's head flew high.

Sikong Jing jumped up to catch it, and shouted loudly to the surroundings: "Here is the head of the commander of the War Soul Harvest, are you waiting to retreat or die?"

In a word, he shook the surroundings with true energy, billowing into the sky.

The surrounding soldiers and horses from both sides trembled violently, and Ning Jingjing was already soaked in blood, and immediately shouted: "Master Dark Wing Commander killed the other side's commander, and the Battle Soul Harvesting Army is nothing more than that. Soldiers of the Dark Wing Battalion, destroy them."

"Kill kill kill..."

Morale soared, the soldiers of the Dark Wing Battalion crazily drew their swords, and the pitch-black Dark Wing Black Burning Sword pierced through the audience.

On the other hand, the Battle Soul Reaper Army was stunned, and they stared at Sikong Jing in disbelief.

At this time, the deputy commander stood up and shouted loudly: "Join hands and kill this long night bastard."

The core masters of the Battle Soul Harvester Army, such as the deputy commander, frantically rushed towards Sikong Jing.

"It came just fine."

Sikong Jing's eyes flashed coldly, and a bloodthirsty smile emerged from the corner of his mouth.

How long has it been, how long has it been since he fought alone on the battlefield, he misses that feeling very much, and now he wants to relive it severely.

The sword in his hand stretched out, and instantly got between the besiegers.

The deputy commander of the War Soul Harvesting Army, etc., are all existences in the second and third realms of Taoism, but in Sikong Jing's eyes, there is no difference, they are all targets that can be killed at any time, kill kill kill...

Blood stained his whole body red, Sikong Jing was very happy.

The soldiers of the Dark Wing Battalion were also very happy, their morale was greatly improved, and they were invincible.

Ghost State City...

That is to say, on the wall of the War Soul Dynasty closest to the Youxue Plain, Lu Lingun had already stood up, staring at Sikong Jing's direction, and growled: "What kind of legion is this? Why is there no information?"

What happened just now was actually just a dozen or so breaths.

From the sudden attack from the Dark Wing Battalion to Sikong Jing's stealthy killing of the leader of the Battle Soul Harvest, everything was in Lu Lingon's eyes, but he didn't react at all because it was too fast, and now he couldn't help but ask angrily.

However, neither the staff officer nor his deputy commanders knew where the team of the Long Night Black Burning Army came from.

In terms of intelligence, there is none at all.

The corners of Lu Lingun's mouth twitched, and the cold light in his eyes said: "Damn it, it turned out that all the previous layouts were for the appearance of this strange soldier, to kill my harvest leader and restore morale."

Having said that, he paused for a moment, then shouted again in vain: "Bring the bow and arrow!"

Immediately, a deputy commander sent a strong bow and arrow. Lu Lingun held the bow and drew the arrow, pointed the tip of the arrow at Sikong Jing who was killing wildly, and said coldly: "It's a very good strategy, but you can't imagine it..."

"If I die an elite commander, you also die an elite commander, and it will be a tie."

"You guys still can't boost your morale."

Voice... Hum!

The arrow shattered the air like a shuttle, and shot straight in Sikong Jing's direction, a sneer twitched from the corner of Lu Lingon's mouth.

He has full confidence in his arrow technique and the true spirit of the arrow.

The commander of the Evernight Raiders with the black mask, even the deputy commander of Beigong Pioneer, will surely die.

On the chaotic battlefield, Sikong Jing's hair exploded in vain.

A sense of extreme danger arose spontaneously, and his sense of smell on the battlefield told him that someone shot him coldly, and it was done by a vanguard-level master of Beigong.

At this moment, Sikong Jing didn't look in the direction of Jianguang at all, because there was definitely not enough time.

All he has to do is grab the neck of a war spirit master and fix it in front of him...

In just a split second, with a pop, the war spirit master was pierced by the arrow light, and let out an incredible scream.

On the city of Youhun State, Lu Lingun slowly retracted his bow, and laughed coldly: "What a quick reaction, but unfortunately even if you smell a cold arrow, your body can't keep up with the speed of the arrow, even if you pull someone in front use."

"Ben Shuai's arrow can penetrate easily."

(End of this chapter)