Thud...
Pei Yugong's corpse had already collapsed like a heap of mud before Pei Kuang.
Dead. The eldest young master of Thousand Kings, Pei Yugong, had died just like that. A Saint Martial Stage cultivator could not withstand a single sweeping kick from Sikong Jing.
At that same instant, the countless people from Overlord Heaven who were kneeling on one knee involuntarily raised their heads. Especially the experts led by Murong Jianyun—every one of them stared at Sikong Jing in shock.
There was only one sentence in everyone's mind: Young Master Sikong... instant-killed a Saint Martial Stage expert?
Of course, Pei Kuang came to his senses at this moment as well.
Yet he did not inspect Pei Yugong's corpse. Instead, he said heavily, "None of you make a move."
Pei Kuang stopped the several old Saint Martial Stage experts who were about to pounce on Sikong Jing and avenge Pei Yugong's death...
After that sweeping kick, Sikong Jing also turned back to face Pei Kuang. He still did not retreat, merely saying indifferently, "Pei Kuang, I've killed another one of your sons."
Several of Pei Kuang's sons had already died at Sikong Jing's hands.
And why did Sikong Jing not retreat? Because he knew that Pei Kuang felt not only shock and confusion, but also deep wariness.
In Pei Kuang's mind, it was impossible for Sikong Jing himself to have been summoned. Whoever had been summoned must be a terrifying powerhouse. Thus, Pei Kuang did not dare act rashly at once; he could no longer gauge Sikong Jing's true strength at all.
Nor could he gauge Sikong Jing's relationship with that great Cangyu Sect in his eyes.
That was why Sikong Jing had announced his return before Pei Kuang, then instant-killed Pei Yugong right in front of him.
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