Facing the proud and domineering Sikong Jing, Bi Zhen's gaze grew increasingly vicious.
Suddenly, Bi Zhen's true qi erupted from her entire body as she said, "I cannot deny that you do have some skill, but you are still merely a tiny War Martial Realm cultivator. Once you learn what it means to wish you were dead, let's see whether you'll still dare speak to me like this."
No matter how explosively Sikong Jing had performed just now, in Bi Zhen's eyes, he was still only at the War Martial Realm.
No matter how unfathomable he was, he could not possibly be too outrageous. Thus, Bi Zhen had absolute confidence and kept spouting harsh words.
Unfortunately, what Bi Zhen was about to face was exactly that outrageous.
Boom...
Sikong Jing drew his saber without hesitation, his battle saber instantly striking before Bi Zhen... Boom boom boom boom! One slash after another landed upon Bi Zhen's sword. She had only just gathered her frost power when it was directly shattered by the saber light.
In the eyes of Wen Luo, Ren You, and the other women, Sikong Jing savagely unleashed dozens of slashes, every one of them howling like a pack of wolves.
After dozens of slashes, Sikong Jing suddenly withdrew his saber and retreated, arriving before the gates of Little Ice Tower.
That was, standing straight in front of Wen Luo.
Sikong Jing gazed blandly at Bi Zhen, who was still standing opposite him, and slowly said, "I thought the disciples of the Sect Master's lineage were supposed to be formidable. You thought you could bully my Everlasting Love Lineage just because you wanted to? Turns out you are nothing more than this."
Likewise, because of the notice delivered by the Fox Sect women, Sikong Jing knew perfectly well that