The five or six Emperor Martial Stage experts before him were not particularly strong. Even the two strongest had only reached the second major realm of the Emperor Martial Stage.
So they were unable to resist...
Before anyone could react, Sikong Jing once again melded into the surrounding light and shadows with the Shadow Moon Divine Rat's beast skill. At the same time, the little turtle shield from the dead Emperor Martial Stage expert immediately drifted toward the other Emperor Martial Stage experts.
Freezing them in place for another instant.
With another pfft, the second Emperor Martial Stage expert was pierced through the forehead by Sikong Jing and died.
He repeated the same method...
In the blink of an eye, dozens of attackers, including that elderly Emperor Martial Stage expert, had all been slain by Sikong Jing.
Once he was done... Bang bang bang bang!
A hundred little turtle shields shattered and dispersed above the courtyard ruins. Sikong Jing emerged from the interplay of light and shadow, returned to his original position, and gripped the Tyrant War King Halberd once more.
At that moment, the stench of blood hung thick in the air around him, and he stood like an unmatched war general.
The surroundings fell into dead silence again. Everyone's body hair stood on end, their eyes wide with shock.
Sikong Jing alone had actually slaughtered five or six Emperor Martial Stage experts and dozens of young geniuses.
Madness—this was simply madness...
No matter how ordinary those Emperor Martial Stage experts were, they were still Emperor Martial Stage experts. And they had been attacking him together.
Yet he had dealt with them so effortlessly. It was simply too terrifying.
"Wait, why do Sikong Jing's methods of killing look so familiar?"
At that moment, a voice shattered the surrounding silence,