Berserk God of War-Chapter 749: Who Says I Have No Way?

However, Sikong Jing still didn’t pay attention to him but instead gazed intently at the blood-colored demon dragon in the sky.

At the same time, the terrifying blood-colored demonic power had already begun to condense on the body of the demon dragon.

At this moment, Xia Dalian bit the tip of her lip and said, "Commander Sikong, I, I will go back to Xia Country now. I can’t just let my father Emperor and mother Empress die, I must fight to the death to protect them."

"But I may never be able to fight alongside you again... I’m sorry!"

After speaking, she tearfully bowed deeply to Sikong Jing with clasped fists.

One after another, the martial arts geniuses of Canglong Small Domain also stood up. They said goodbye to Sikong Jing with tears in their eyes, for they too had to return.

They were now the strongest in their dynasties or forces, and they absolutely could not just live on selfishly.

Of course, they were only geniuses from the Canglong Small Domain, not from the East Plain Northern Land... so going back would likely also be a dead end.

But just as they turned around, Sikong Jing suddenly exclaimed, "Everyone, stop!"

Everyone stiffened all over and slowly turned their heads back to look at Sikong Jing.

Sikong Jing looked solemnly at Xia Dalian and others, and said sternly, "Who said I am out of options?"

Xia Dalian and the others trembled violently, staring incredulously at Sikong Jing. There were still options?

The next moment, Liu An’s wild voice echoed once again, "That’s right, you have a way, which is to release me, haha..."

Slap!

However, what greeted him was a heavy slap from Sikong Jing.

Afterward, Sikong Jing fiercely absorbed Liu An into his hand, leapt onto the Dark Wing Young Sculpture, and slowly ascended above Yunzhou City.

He didn’t explain what his method was, but looked at everyone on the city wall and ordered again, "Except for those who have entered the Xuantian Realm, everyone else get into the water." ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com

Having said that, Sikong Jing turned his back, steered the Dark Wing Young Sculpture, and, holding Liu An, dashed towards the blood-colored demon dragon in the sky.

Suddenly, the entire Yunzhou City froze.

Xia Dalian suddenly startled, and screamed shrilly, "Commander Sikong, don’t... you can’t die!"

She started to panic. Could it be that because of her impossible request, she had forced Sikong Jing to consider suicide?

Or was there some method of suicide that could save Canglong Small Domain?

The geniuses of Canglong Small Domain also began to scream wildly, they truly didn’t intend to pressure Commander Sikong.

They were just looking for that glimmer of hope.

At that moment, Sikong Jing paused, turned slowly, and said, "Don’t worry, I won’t die."

After speaking, he no longer hesitated and rushed towards the blood-colored demon dragon.

And Liu An screamed in his ear, "You little waste, what the hell are you trying to do? If you want to commit suicide, don’t drag me into it..."

"Roar..."

Just then, the roar of the blood-colored demon dragon came from the sky, followed by the voice of the Blood Refining Ancestor: "Lad, being hungry for three days really makes this old man feel sorry. Now hurry up and eat, eat until you’re full."

As soon as the voice fell, a terrifying suction emanated from the mouth of the blood-colored demon dragon.

Instantly, a violent wind howled.

And just then, the place being drawn upon by suction was around the area of Yunzhou and several surrounding states.

In an instant, screams crazily rose from these places.

But because the populace had already been prepared, most of them had hidden inside cellars and the like, so basically, few people were sucked up, but clusters of True Qi floated up.

Looking down from above, it was as if clusters of light... losing True Qi was also tantamount to death.

Taking a deep breath, Sikong Jing commanded the Dark Wing Young Sculpture to climb faster; he had to move more quickly to spare more people from disaster.

Liu An in the air froze, pointing at Yunzhou below and shouting wildly, "Why isn’t True Qi floating up?"

He was stunned. Could it be that soaking in the water was actually effective? Impossible!

Sikong Jing still ignored him and continued to soar upwards...

The blood-colored demon dragon above had also noticed his presence, but such a trivial figure was completely disregarded by the demon dragon, who even showed a mocking smile. Was there really someone foolish enough to challenge it?

At the same time, the Blood Refining Ancestor on the back of the dragon sensed him as well and scoffed, "Extraordinary Realm? Does this small domain actually have a martial artist of this level? Is this little guy here to challenge me? How hilarious."

"It’s a pity, it’s a pity. If he was above the Martial Battle Stage, he might be barely enough, but the Extraordinary Realm isn’t even sufficient to get stuck between my little guy’s teeth."

He spoke this openly, and almost the entire Canglong Small Domain could hear him clearly.

Below, Xia Dalian, Sui Yu, and the others stared dead at Sikong Jing in the sky, each one of them tensed to the extreme.

At that moment, he grabbed Liu An and broke away from the Dark Wing Young Sculpture.

The next instant, he casually threw Liu An towards the blood-colored demon dragon, saying softly, "Now, you can die!"

"Ah!"

Liu An let out a piercing scream. Tied up and gravely injured, he was pulled towards the terrifyng maw of the blood-colored demon dragon by its suction force.

At such a close distance, resistance was simply impossible.

"Blood Refining Ancestor, I am from Willow..."

In his final moment, Liu An attempted to announce his association with the Willow Leaf Saint Manor.

But it was too late. Before he could finish, he had already been swallowed by the blood-colored demon dragon, and survival was out of the question.

At the same time, Sikong Jing resisted the insane suction force with all his True Qi, which also allowed him to stand in mid-air due to the force.

At this moment, Sikong Jing looked like a mere speck under the blood dragon and the demon dragon.

Then, he slowly clenched his right hand over his left shoulder, and under the watchful eyes of Sui Yu and others below, he violently tore off his beast arm, blood spilling everywhere...

After pausing for a half moment, Sikong Jing slowly released his beast arm.

Whoosh...

The beast arm, subjected to the fierce suction force, was hurled into the gaping maw of the blood-colored demon dragon, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Afterward, Sikong Jing, still pulled by the suction force, hovered in midair. His left arm had vanished, but his expression was devoid of any agitation; instead, he gazed steadfastly at the blood-colored demon dragon.

On the ramparts of Yunzhou City, the remaining martial artists from the Xuantian Realm, including Sui Yu and Xia Dalian, stared blankly as well.

They still didn’t understand what Sikong Jing was doing!

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

Suddenly, the terrifying suction force stilled as if the entire world had frozen in place. The essence energies, like glowing lights, also remained suspended in mid-air, not advancing any further.

In that instant, Sikong Jing appeared to be surrounded by radiant lights, sacred and inviolable.

Finally, the Blood Refining Ancestor’s voice rang out again, filled with confusion, "Hm? Little guy, what’s wrong with you?"

"Aooo..."

The response was the crazed roar of the blood-colored demon dragon. In an instant, the suction turned into a terrifying shock wave, smashing fiercely into the ground. Sikong Jing and the surrounding lights were instantly repelled by this formidable shockwave.

Sikong Jing shot towards the ground like a missile.

"Aooo..."

Just then, the Dark Wing Young Sculpture cried out sharply and burst out into the wind, catching Sikong Jing, but they still crashed towards the ground, only managing to stop just outside Yunzhou City.

Sikong Jing then erupted with True Qi all over his body, fiercely looking towards the sky.

He saw the blood-colored demon dragon thrashing wildly, roaring in bursts while the Blood Refining Ancestor yelled frantically, "Little guy, what exactly is wrong with you?"

Seeing this scene, Sikong Jing narrowed his eyes and smiled. He had succeeded!