You Can Call Me Sikong Devil

Liu An's face twisted viciously. The willow branch condensed in his hand instantly transformed into a sword, which he viciously thrust toward Sikong Jing. "Good, good, good! You actually dared to slap me... Before I erase you, I'll crush your spirit until you break down."

Clang! Clang! Clang...

Emerald-green and black sword radiance crisscrossed through the air above Su Mansion in Yunye City.

Sikong Jing's expression was calm to the extreme. He did not use the power of his beast arm, instead wanting to find out just how strong a battle body truly was. He had no choice but to head to the Central Plains.

And there, he would face more and more powerful battle body geniuses.

Clearly, battle bodies were no longer as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns in the Central Plains; there were all kinds of them.

Could he kill a first-realm Ask the Way opponent with a third-realm Extraordinary cultivation without relying on his beast arm?

Sikong Jing very much wanted to try.

In the blink of an eye, the two had already exchanged an unknown number of moves within Yunye City.

Liu An started with his sword, then formed willow whips one after another again. In the end, he wielded both whip and sword at once, yet still could not kill Sikong Jing.

He could not even shake him...

What battle body pressure? Before Sikong Jing, it had no effect whatsoever. Meanwhile, Sikong Jing had only been using the Dark Wing Black Flame Sword.

In other words, with his third-realm Extraordinary cultivation, he could now fight a first-realm Ask the Way cultivator with a second-grade battle body to a standstill.

"Ahhh! I refuse to believe I can't crush you to death!"

The more Liu An fought, the more frenzied he became. The Eastern Plains