C1664 Sikong Wuhua
C1664 Sikong Wuhua
His feet seemed to be stepping on a seven-colored cloud. Every step he took caused ripples to appear in the surrounding space, rippling like water.
What attracted everyone's attention and shocked everyone was the number one genius of the young generation in Haotian Saint Land, Sikong Woohwa.
He was born with the Heavenly Saint Body, and he was born with the fortune of the heavens. From the moment he was born, he was called the Son of Heaven's Mandate.
When he was young, he was accepted into Haotian Saint Land and was carefully nurtured and nurtured.
Not long after he was born, he was discovered by the experts of the Haotian Saint Land and was directly taken into the Haotian Saint Land.
When he joined the Haotian Saint Land, he was known as the future inheritor of the Haotian Saint Land.
He was just like the ancient legends about the Sacred Body of the Heavens, the beloved child of the Heavens that even the Heavens longed for.
Ever since he stepped into the realm of cultivation, breaking through to the next realm was like drinking water. There were no obstacles, no bottlenecks at all.
In addition, the power of the Heavenly Saint Body was extremely tyrannical.
The most terrifying thing was that it was said that when the Heavenly Saint Body attacked, it would bring along the power of heaven and earth with every move it made.
In the Haotian Saint Land, Sikong Woohwa was called the World's Divine King. His combat strength was so powerful that it made people suffocate.
It could be said that as long as he maintained this momentum, he would definitely become the future Sacred Lord of Haotian Saint Land.
Sikong Woohwa's reputation was not just resounding in the Haotian Saint Land. Even in the other Domain and other sects, his name was heard like thunder.
The appearance of such an existence naturally attracted everyone's attention.
Under the attention of the crowd, Sikong Woohwa was like an immortal that had descended to the earth and landed on the arena.
His expression was indifferent, giving people a feeling that he was far away and unapproachable.
Sikong Woohwa stood on the arena and looked down at Ao Lingchen.
His emotions were clearly fluctuating.
This was the person everyone in Haotian Saint Land wanted to kill.
Because of him, the eight Heavenly Prides that entered the secret realm to participate in the trial all died tragically.
How could Sikong Woohwa not be curious about such a figure?
"Ao Lingchen, I look forward to fighting you."
Sikong Woohwa's face was expressionless, and his tone was cold. His emotionless words were mixed with a ruthless killing intent.
He ignored the others who were also standing on the arena and declared war on Ao Lingchen.
It seemed like the people on the ring were not qualified to make him look at them directly.
Many people on the stage had gloomy and livid expressions when they saw Sikong Woohwa's arrogance.
They did not expect this Sikong Woohwa to be so arrogant, totally looking down on everyone else, and not putting anyone in his eyes.
Unlike the angry crowd on the arena, the disciples of Haotian Saint Land who were watching the battle on the arena looked as if they should act this way.
In their hearts, these stinky fishes and shrimps on the stage really didn't have the qualifications to make their Saints fight.
In Sikong Woohwa's heart, the only one who could attract his attention in the entire competition was Ao Lingchen.
The reason why he attracted his attention wasn't because of Ao Lingchen's powerful combat strength. It was because this man had killed eight great Heavenly Pride in Haotian Saint Land, causing the Sacred Land to become a joke. To him, who was going to take control of the Haotian Saint Land in the future, this was like slapping his own face. He naturally couldn't let go of Ao Lingchen, the source of this disaster.
Sikong Woohwa's declaration of war had attracted everyone's attention to Ao Lingchen. Everyone was staring at him.
It was as if they wanted to see how this ferocious man from the Saint Asura Sect would respond to the declaration of war from the Radiant Heaven Saint Son.
Under everyone's gaze, Ao Lingchen sneered, and his eyes flickered with killing intent.
"Sikong Woohwa, I know you. You and the other one were the only ones who escaped the calamity that day. You better pray that you don't meet me. Otherwise, I will personally send you to see those people who miss you."
Ao Lingchen didn't show any signs of fear because he was in Haotian Saint Land. He responded with a powerful tone, totally not putting Sikong Woohwa's threat in his heart.
As soon as these words were spoken, the sound of cursing and shouting could be heard from Haotian Saint Land.
Each and every one of them clamored to kill Ao Lingchen.
In the Haotian Saint Land, a young man was leisurely playing with a wine gourd. The corner of his mouth raised slightly, "Sikong Woohwa, your furious look really makes me laugh. Looking at your vengeful words, those who didn't know would think that the Haotian Saint Land was yours. However, in your heart, I'm afraid that you have already regarded the Haotian Saint Land as your own. "
This young man was one of the three heroes of the Haotian Saint Land, Xuanyuan Wuyi.
As one of the three heroes, he didn't have a good impression of Sikong Woohwa.
Sikong Woohwa had always regarded the Haotian Saint Land as his own. He thought that the Sacred Land would fall into his hands sooner or later, and Xuanyuan Wuyi was the same.
Since everyone's strength was equal, why would the Haotian Saint Land belong to you? Just because your master is a Sacred Lord? Just because you have a Heavenly Sacred Body?
Xuanyuan Wuyi also wanted to inherit the Haotian Saint Land, so his relationship with Sikong Woohwa was like fire and water. As long as there was a chance to deal with Sikong Woohwa, he would definitely attack. As long as there was a chance to mock Sikong Woohwa, he wouldn't miss it.
The disciples of the other holy lands sitting beside Xuanyuan Wuyi all had awkward expressions.
Even some of the elders pretended not to hear Xuanyuan Wuyi's mockery.
Regarding the dispute between these two, they didn't want to get involved.
Whether it was the strength of these two or the power behind them, they weren't simple.
After a burst of ridicule, Xuanyuan Wuyi also looked at Ao Lingchen. A cold light flashed across his eyes. "Ao Lingchen, you are also my prey."
The clamoring from all around didn't make Ao Lingchen restrain himself. Instead, an unruly arrogance emerged in his eyes.
His every move seemed to be provoking Sikong Woohwa.
That's right, it was provocation.
Ao Lingchen's counterattack was very straightforward. If you don't give me face, then I won't be polite to you.
"Very good. You have completely aroused my killing intent."
"I hope you won't disappoint me. I will wait for you in the finals. When we fight on the same stage, it will be the time of your death."
Sikong Woohwa spoke coldly. A monstrous killing intent erupted from his body.
He didn't try to hide his intention to kill Ao Lingchen.
Ao Lingchen's words had thoroughly infuriated Sikong Woohwa, the son of heaven who had never suffered any setbacks, the Chosen One.
Ignoring Ao Lingchen, Sikong Woohwa turned his head and looked at the people on the arena.
"Before it's your turn, I will return the favor."
Sikong Woohwa's killing intent surged, and his eyes mercilessly swept across Shi Gaangyuan. Loo Jiaxi.
Ao Lingchen's provocation had aroused his killing intent.
He decided not to give these two any chance to leave this place alive.
Sikong Woohwa's words made the atmosphere around the arena become very oppressive.
On the arena, it was as if a storm of blood had suddenly risen. In this silence, the experts of the various sects, as well as the Heavenly Pride disciples, could all smell the hidden storm.
It was as if a storm was about to erupt at any moment.
- The content came from [Migu Reading]