Berserk God of War

After a few simple words, the roar of the fierce beasts became increasingly terrifying, and Sikong Jing’s punching force instantly shattered.

Transformed into numerous small punches, they suddenly smashed towards Qu Hanming...

Qu Hanming’s face changed slightly, the uncontrollable fear deep in his heart grew stronger. He still didn’t use any weapons and continued to punch at Sikong Jing’s Ten Thousand Beasts Demonic Fist repeatedly.

At this moment, Sikong Jing truly engaged in a clash with a top-level Emperor.

BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM...

Two kinds of explosive punching forces continuously collided in the Forest Hunting Ground, causing Xu He and Cold Soul Old Ghost and others to spew fresh blood from their mouths, but they still could not escape the domain of the battle, having to endure.

If not for Sikong Jing and Qu Hanming deliberately suppressing the combat range, Xu He and others would have been shocked to death by the aftershocks by now.

Watching the endless clash of punching forces...

Beiming Hanshan’s Chief Disciple spoke with a chill: "Why, why can Demon Master Sikong be so terrifying? Being in the King’s Fifth Realm and can fight with the Mountain Master, is this a dream?"

Even now, they were unwilling to believe such a fact.

They knew that the Holy Martial Stage was incredibly rare in the Central Plains.

So, a top-level Emperor represented the highest force on the Central Plains, the standard of every top sect.

Either one, two, or several...

But except for a few super top sects like Qianwang Holy Tower and Heavenly Dao Sacred Land, none could have more than ten top-level Emperors, even Overlord Commerce did not have ten.

And now suddenly someone tells them that a young person who is only at the King Realm can challenge and not lose to a top-level Emperor.

This, this, this... is so damned unacceptable.

He killed the Wanlu Sect Master, and it could be said that the former did not belong to a top sect, nor did practice the most top Cultivation Techniques and Martial Skills, nor reached the strongest top-level Emperor, but they are Beiming Hanshan.

More importantly, their Mountain Master is their god, and now he is being bombarded like this.

Cold Soul Old Ghost felt the chill all over his body...

He mumbled: "Back then in Wanbing City, we should have done whatever it took to kill this young Demon. The Yin Henzi of the Wunian Saint Sect at that time was just trash, how could he not kill this Little Demon?"

Now Cold Soul Old Ghost’s previous arrogance from when he arrived had vanished because Little Demon Sikong could crush him with just a finger.

Xu He was recalling the banquet at Wanbing City, not feeling wronged for losing at that time...

Moreover, after that battle, it might become a kind of capital, the fact that I faced Demon Master Sikong back and forth.

"Damn, what am I thinking?" Xu He shook his head furiously to shake off the thought.

How could he, the proud genius of Beiming Hanshan, sink so low as to be content just to have sparred with Demon Master Sikong?

At this moment, another disciple of Beiming Hanshan exclaimed: "Why do I feel, Demon Master Sikong doesn’t seem human?"

This sentence immediately awakened everyone...

In their eyes, Sikong Jing had seemingly transformed into a terrifying fierce beast, the pressure from him was unprecedented, akin to facing the might of the most powerful fierce beast, something that ordinary people couldn’t unleash.

BOOM...

Just as Beiming Hanshan’s people were nearly collapsing, their Mountain Master and Demon Master Sikong clashed heavily again, this punch terrifyingly swept around, shattering the Frost Domain that Sikong Jing had arranged.

Then... wow wow wow!

The people of Beiming Hanshan screamed and flew away...

They, propelled by the aftershock of punching force, crashed into the barrier that Sikong Jing had earlier set up, vomiting blood as they slid down.

The next moment, they quickly looked up to see the result of that recent punch clash.

They saw Demon Master Sikong and their Mountain Master had already soared into the air, the result being evenly matched.

At this moment, Sikong Jing’s voice came: "Mountain Master Qu, you know I’m just at the King Realm, the barrier I set up isn’t strong enough, the range of your last punch was a bit too large, it’s easy to be noticed by others."

As his voice fell, Qu Hanming’s expression turned extremely dark.

He was forced to use his ultimate move because he felt that he would definitely lose if they continued to clash, in small-scale combat he seemed not to be a match for Little Demon Sikong.

Little Demon’s close combat strength was beyond terrifying, he couldn’t do without using his ultimate move.

Taking a deep breath, Qu Hanming asked: "What are you, the power you use isn’t inherited from Su Old Demon."

In his younger years, he had also come into contact with Su Old Demon, and the fighting styles of these two generations of Demons were completely different.

The reason he felt Sikong Jing’s close combat terrifying was because the closer it got, the more pressure Sikong Jing exerted on him, like feeling that you could be swallowed alive with one misstep.

That feeling was still like facing a fierce beast.

And Qu Hanming’s feeling was certainly not wrong, he was indeed facing the most powerful fierce beast in the world.

All the pressure and fear in his heart was given by Sikong Jing, the Master of Ten Thousand Beasts inherently carried pressure, especially as Sikong Jing unleashed almost all of his powerful Beast Veins, that pressure became even more terrifying.

Therefore, Qu Hanming felt his heart was intimidated by Sikong Jing, unconsciously striking first, and unconsciously unleashing his ultimate move.

Unconsciously, he wanted to be further from Sikong Jing.

Sikong Jing squinted slightly at Qu Hanming upon hearing this, then nodded gently: "I naturally have my own combat style, but since you want to see the power of my Grandpa Su, that’s fine too..."

As he finished speaking, Sikong Jing suddenly withdrew all his fierce beast intent, then a sword appeared in his hand.

Just as he said, he wanted to experience the feeling of battling with a top-level Emperor, and now through their recent clash, Sikong Jing had already assessed that in an all-out close combat, he would surely win against Qu Hanming...

Even if using an ultimate move, he still had a sixty percent chance of winning.

Having tested it out, Sikong Jing could now solve Qu Hanming, if the battle continued the other would certainly use more ultimate moves... if that’s the case, the barrier he set up indeed couldn’t withstand it.

And what could quickly resolve Qu Hanming?

Sikong Jing crossed his sword... humm humm humm!

Several sword shadows suddenly appeared around Sikong Jing, impressively showing Beiheng Yuan Ying Sword of Su Beiheng.

Just as Sikong Jing had mentioned, he stood on the shoulders of his Grandpa Su.

These words were absolutely true, Beiheng Yuan Ying Sword was precisely the fearsome sword dao which his Grandpa Su used to defeat Pei Kuang and Lady Li combining forces... even capable of assassinating the Six-clawed Evil Heart Mixed Beast at the Holy Martial Fifth Realm.

Its might surpassed all of Sikong Jing’s current Beast Skills, once Beiheng Yuan Ying Sword was released, Qu Hanming would be undoubtedly defeated.

Once Beiheng Yuan Ying appeared, Qu Hanming could be swiftly resolved...

The sword shadows continuously condensed around Sikong Jing, almost covering the entire Forest Hunting Ground, naturally also surrounding Qu Hanming within the sword shadows.

At this moment, the latter’s face drastically changed, exclaiming: "Qianyuan Soldier Killing Formation..."

He had also bought two parts of the Qianyuan Formation from Overlord Commerce, feeling the genuine Qi of Qianyuan upon the emergence of the Beiheng Yuan Ying Sword.

In response, Sikong Jing nodded: "Indeed, this is my Grandpa Su’s latest sword dao."