Berserk God of War

Chapter 593: Chapter 593: Striking with an Earth-shattering Stick

Boom boom...

Just at that moment, Ning Jingjing suddenly fired two shots during the battle, causing two Cross Saber Sect disciples to be unable to withstand the explosive shooting and violently fly back, heavily landing and vomiting blood loudly.

Afterward, Ning Jingjing retracted her gun and returned to Sikong Jing’s side, coldly saying, ”You really don’t know what you’re doing. Why should we kneel to Gongyang Ying? She’s not my mother.”

Ning Jingjing’s voice spread throughout the venue, making everyone look up, staring intently.

Her words gave the impression of someone who had not experienced much of the world.

Why kneel to Gongyang Ying? She is the granddaughter of the State Preceptor and also the Martial Arts Genius of the War Soul Dynasty.

Gongyang Ying was, both now and in the future, destined to hold a high position as an Immortal.

Fatty Yan thought for a moment and then harshly shouted, ”Night Wolf Tribe, you truly don’t know the danger of ignorance. I have already warned you, this is not the Soul Penetration Mountain; disobedience here can easily lead to death.”

With his words, everyone around, including Yan Benxing, understood the identity of this man and woman.

Coming from the Night Wolf Tribe inside the Soul Penetration Mountain, no wonder they looked unsophisticated and spoke so fearlessly unaware.

However, Ning Jingjing scoffed coldly, ”We are here to defeat the Soul Stealers, not to act like obedient grandchildren.”

As soon as she said this, the faces of the people kneeling around turned dark, Ning Jingjing effectively insulting everyone present.

Thump...

Suddenly, Yan Benxing took a fierce step forward, his sword intent soaring towards Ning Jingjing as he attacked.

”In front of me, you must act like obedient grandchildren. Now I’m giving you one last chance, immediately get down on your knees before Moon Soul Immortal; I can pretend nothing happened.”

He was indeed surprised by Ning Jingjing’s strength, but upon hearing they were from the Night Wolf Tribe, he dismissed his concerns.

Now he didn’t want to commence a massive slaughter; as long as the man and woman obediently knelt, he could still maintain his authority and regain his face...

”And if we still don’t kneel?” Ning Jingjing countered sharply.

Yan Benxing’s expression chilled as he scoffingly said, ”Then I will personally break your legs.”

After speaking, he couldn’t help but glance at Gongyang Ying,

Seeing that she was expressionless and did not intervene, he again straightened up proudly, it seemed Gongyang Ying was just as he thought, insincere, clearly enjoying seeing others kowtow to her.

What Yan Benxing didn’t know, however, was that Gongyang Ying wanted to see just how strong Ning Jingjing’s backbone was at that moment.

As for Sikong Jing beside Ning Jingjing, Gongyang Ying similarly did not pay much attention.

But just then, Sikong Jing stood up, gently stroking the little Night Shadow Mad Wolf in his arms, calmly saying, ”You just said that the top three hundred of the East Plain Thousand Dominator List have great power, wanting whoever to kneel will kneel?”

As soon as he spoke, he finally drew everyone’s attention.

Zeng Yuanxi secretly muttered, ”A death seeker, still daring to speak up, just looking at him annoys me.”

Yan Benxing then scrutinized Sikong Jing and scoffingly said, ”You have no right to speak to me. Now I will count to three, and if you haven’t knelt down by then, I’ll break your legs.”

”Three, two, one!”

Yan Benxing did not give Sikong Jing any time to consider as he quickly counted to three, then immediately ordered, ”Go, take these ignorant man and woman down, I will handle it personally.”

A Daoist Martial First Realm disciple from the Cross Saber Sect stepped forward and said, ”Senior Brother Yan, leave it to me.”

Whoosh...

He leapt high and dashed towards Sikong Jing and his companion.

Even though Ning Jingjing could defeat two Xuanhai Realm disciples, she was no match for him at the Daoist Martial First Realm.

Meanwhile, Gongyang Ying softly commanded, ”Aunt Mian, make your move.”

Upon hearing this, Aunt Mian took a step out!

However, at the very next moment, a fierce beast’s roar burst from Sikong Jing’s position, and the little black dog that had been lying in Sikong Jing’s arms suddenly sprang out, confronting the Daoist Martial disciple from the Cross Saber Sect.

The next moment... Ah!

A piercing scream erupted from the latter, as Little Black Dog opened its jaws wide and bit down on the disciple from the Cross Saber Sect’s arm, then clamped down intensely, severing the arm completely.

After finishing, Little Black Dog returned to the windowsill.

With the blood-soaked arm in its mouth, it wagged its tail proudly in front of Sikong Jing, seeking praise.

Meanwhile, the disciple from the Daoist Martial First Realm of the Cross Saber Sect had fallen heavily to the ground, clutching his spurting arm and screaming like a ghost.

”My arm, my arm...”

The ghastly screams sharply contrasted with Little Black Dog’s excited demeanor.

Aunt Mian stopped in her tracks, her expression one of astonishment.

The crowd in front of Yingyue Building exclaimed repeatedly, shouting, ”This is the Night Shadow Mad Wolf!”

Fatty Yan was stunned. He knew that Sikong Jing possessed a Night Shadow Mad Wolf and had deliberately not reported this to Yan Qihuan because he wanted to seize the opportunity to claim it for himself. This scene now made him panic.

Yan Benxing was also stunned, but before he could react, several disciples from the Cross Saber Sect had already charged out, teeming with murderous intent.

”Animal, give back our Senior Brother Zhang’s arm!”

”First, kill this damn man...”

With anger boiling over, the disciples from the Cross Saber Sect, as one of the top seven factions of the East Plain Northern Land, were not about to suffer the indignity of having an arm bitten off in front of countless witnesses without retaliation. Immediately, sword energy crisscrossed the area.

”Aunt Mian, save him!” Gongyang Ying called out again.

But by this moment, Ning Jingjing had already retreated behind Sikong Jing, and the Night Shadow Little Wolf, with the arm in its mouth, also swiftly backed away. Facing the simultaneous attack of over a dozen Cross Saber Sect disciples was not something they could handle.

As for Sikong Jing, his eyes had narrowed as he watched the crossing sword energies and slowly stretched out his hand.

The next instant, a silver iron rod appeared in his hand, and then surging True Qi radiated out. When the sword energies swooped in to strike, Sikong Jing’s lips twitched and he smashed his staff down.

The staff’s shadow was like a giant pillar reaching towards the heavens, crushing all incoming sword energies head-on.

Wow, wow, wow...

The charging disciples from the Cross Saber Sect screamed incessantly as they were met with the staff’s shadow, smashing heavily into the ground like kites with broken strings, creating several large craters instantly.

The ground around Yingyue Building trembled non-stop.

”What? This is impossible!”

All those who had knelt down were so shocked that they stood up, and elders like Yan Qihuan couldn’t help but whisper, ”Dao Marshal Realm.”

Gongyang Ying stared dumbfounded at Sikong Jing at the window, a flicker of light in his eyes

”This tribesman has been hiding his true depth.”

She had also not sensed Sikong Jing’s realm until this moment of explosion, now realizing that he was indeed in the Daoist Martial Fourth Realm.

Zeng Yuanxi was also dumbfounded, staring fixedly at Sikong Jing, a chill enveloping his whole body.

Suddenly, Sikong Jing floated to the ground, still holding the iron rod, and said, ”Yan Benxing, now do I have the right to speak? Can you now answer me whether being within the top three hundred of the East Plain Thousand Dominator List really allows someone to make others kneel at will?”

Speaking thus, Sikong Jing’s lips slightly curled in a disdainful smile.

Yan Benxing’s face turned ashen. He glanced involuntarily at Gongyang Ying and snorted coldly, ”Yes, you still have to kneel.”

As he spoke, his True Qi surged to the skies, also manifesting the Dao Marshal Realm of the Daoist Martial Fourth Realm.

Clang!

The sword behind him flashed out, landing in his hand before pointing toward Sikong Jing and declaring, ”You are arrogant, but I will show you that, in the same Dao Marshal Realm, you cannot last ten moves against me.”

No matter what, Yan Benxing must crush this staff-wielding man before him, or he would become a laughingstock.