Berserk God of War

Capítulo 1468: Chapter 1468: Words Kept, Another Arrow Fired

The golden arrow tore through the air with a sharp whistling sound, ripping apart the space and seemingly on the verge of shattering the eardrums of those around it.

At this very moment…

Yao Yulou and Duanmu Chun, observing Sikong Jing and his companions from above Hanluan City, were completely stunned.

They stared at the golden arrow intently, and seeing its direction, their expressions changed dramatically as they shouted, “Sikong Jing, be careful!”

They had already realized that the golden arrow was heading straight for Sikong Jing!

However, their voices were isolated by the formation, unable to reach below.

But the other Divine Shuttle Ships nearby heard it clearly, and the people aboard followed Duanmu Chun and Yao Yulou’s gaze to notice the golden arrow as well…

At this time, Sikong Jing below was also clearly aware of the overwhelmingly powerful arrow approaching from behind.

But he pretended not to notice, looking calmly at Hua Meixi and Yang Yi, saying, “Proceed as planned, let’s move!”

As soon as the words left his mouth… hum!

The golden arrow was unbelievably fast, reaching Sikong Jing’s back before Hua Meixi and the others could react.

At that moment, Sikong Jing silently moved slightly to the side, allowing the arrow to pass under his arm, then clamping it tightly, and with the momentum of the arrow… shot forward!

In the eyes of those in the air, Sikong Jing appeared to be pierced by the arrow in an instant, his entire being lifted and flying with the arrow.

At this moment, Yao Yulou was dumbfounded, and so was Duanmu Chun.

Gongyang Ying and others couldn’t help but widen their eyes, trembling in disbelief.

Simultaneously, Weng Ting and others instinctively shouted, “Sikong Jing…”

Crying out, they quickly pursued him…

During this, they exchanged covert glances, hearts still pounding with intense fear… Even though Sikong Jing had just mentioned “pretending to be killed,” that golden arrow was truly terrifying.

Could Sikong Jing really have been pierced?

The arrow was incredibly fast, crashing down into a small pond within the Chaotic Eighth District in the blink of an eye.

Carrying Sikong Jing, it slammed into the water with a splash…

The water erupted like a pillar, shooting skyward, forcing Weng Ting and others rushing forward to retreat hastily.

In just an instant, nearly all the water in the small pond was shaken away, leaving only a thin layer of water revealing a humanoid hole in the mud!

From the hole, a faint golden light was still glowing…

Without a doubt, Sikong Jing, carried by the arrow, had crashed into the mud, and was no longer visible.

At this moment, Weng Ting, Hua Meixi, and the others, drenched by the pond water, didn’t care as they surrounded the direction of the hole.

They looked at each other, faces anxious.

Before they could decide whether to dig out the hole or take another action, a mad laughter rang out from behind: “I said I would be the first to kill him, and I was!”

The voice grew closer and louder…

Suddently, Weng Ting and the others were panicked and at a loss for words.

However, Yang Yi remained the calmest, abruptly turning to shout angrily, “Pei Yuzheng, is this really necessary?”

His voice, filled with rage, rumbled far into the distance…

Pei Yuzheng at a distance laughed wildly again, replying arrogantly, “I always keep my word. If I say kill, I absolutely will.”

“Now, I graciously offer you a chance to live.”

“I’ll count to three, and if you’re still here, I’ll kill you all too, leaving none alive!”

His voice was overwhelmingly domineering, plainly a threat.

Then, without giving Yang Yi and the others any chance to argue, he began counting down: “Three, two…”

Yet Yang Yi reacted swiftly…

He immediately told the others, “Let’s go and avenge him, we can’t let Brother Sikong die in vain!”

With that, Yang Yi turned and dashed away, clearly unwilling to linger by the pond…

Weng Ting and others exchanged looks, finally gritting their teeth and shouting, “Let’s go…”

Thus, one by one, they fled wildly in Yang Yi’s direction, as if terrified.

Only the small pond remained, a humanoid hole softly glimmering with golden light, sending a chill down one’s spine.

“Hahaha…”

Pei Yuzheng, sensing that Yang Yi and others fled in fright, not even daring to retrieve the body, burst into wild laughter, relishing the thrill of toying with ants, feeling immensely satisfied!

Even shortly after, Pei Yuzheng and his group arrived at the small pond, sneering as they gazed at the humanoid hole in the mud.

At this time, a young expert from the Qianwang Holy Tower asked, “Young Master Pei, should we dig out the body to confirm?”

Not seeing a body meant the person wasn’t dead, a mindset they held for years.

However, Pei Yuzheng glanced at him indifferently, saying, “What’s there to dig, do I have to endure the stench of mud? Just shoot another arrow…”

Saying this, Pei Yuzheng drew his bow again, firing another arrow into the humanoid hole.

Once settled, he laughed loudly, “Let’s go find Tie Ti’er and tell her the good news.”

With that, Pei Yuzheng led a hundred young combatants from the Qianwang Holy Tower away from the pond…

Despite not having seen the body, they didn’t believe Sikong Jing had any chance of survival; the first arrow had already sealed his fate ninety-nine percent, let alone a follow-up arrow.

At the same time, high above Hanluan City.

“Hahaha…”

Watching in the direction of the small pond, Gong Ying couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

With Sikong Jing dead so swiftly, she was thrilled.

Meanwhile, Yang Zhi couldn’t resist saying, “That damn Sikong the little beast is finally dead. He was just fearmongering, saying I’d offend Qianwang Holy Tower, but it turns out he offended them himself.”

Listening to Yang Zhi’s laughter, not far away, Pei Feie’s lips twitched, eyes flashing with intense murderous intent.

Damn it, you did offend my Qianwang Holy Tower.

However, Pei Feie temporarily said nothing, and Yang Zhi was, of course, unaware… for now.

Besides Gong Ying and Yang Zhi, people like Di Geng and Li Feng were also grinning, happy that the pesky Sikong Jing was finally dead, even though it was a bit too quick and he died at Pei Yuzheng’s hands, not quite perfectly.

Elsewhere, Cang Lin’s gaze was completely dazed. Was Sikong Jing really dead just like that?

Yes!

Sikong Jing was merely full of potential at the moment, not exceptionally strong, seemingly only at the Peak of the Spiritual Battle.

But how could it be?

Such a talented young man, how could he die so easily?

He hadn’t even made a stunning entrance, let alone made a significant splash; there was nothing.

This is truly… too cruel!

Aboard the Divine Shuttle of the Yao Residence, Gongyang Ying slumped to the ground with a thud, tears streaming down.

Duanmu Chun remained standing dumbfounded, mind a chaotic mess; how could Sikong Jing have died?

Earlier, he had passionately declared to take down Pei Yuzheng.

Almost everyone was left speechless…

But there was one person who regained composure abruptly, and it was none other than Yao Yulou.