Peerless God Emperor

At the same time, from where Sikong Jing was standing, an image of a sword appeared out of thin air. A terrifying Sword Intent emerged from the sword shadows, it was extremely sharp, with a pu pu sound, it pierced through the space and turned it into nothingness.    

Sikong Jing looked at the shattered space with a cold expression. His eyes turned to a direction and he saw a skinny young man wearing a black robe. He gave off a cold feeling, making people easily ignore him.    

"Your reaction was really fast, you actually dodged it." Black-clothed Men smiled at Sikong Jing. The smile on his face made people feel cold and a chill went down their spines.    

"You will regret it." Sikong Jing said.    

"What are you regretting?" Black-clothed Men asked.    

"I regret what I did."    

Sikong Jing said, a staff appeared in his hand, on it was a mirror, this staff was the one controlling the staff, and that mirror was the Yin Yang mirror, on one side it contained the path of life, and on the other the path of death.    

During the Universal City's banquet, he used the authority staff to instantly kill the Heaven's Pride of Beast King Clan.    

Sikong Jing's gaze shifted to Black-clothed Men as the staff he was controlling rotated. Streams of the will of the Great Dao erupted outwards, sweeping through space and covering an endless region. Wherever it passed by, everything was annihilated, turning into ruins.    

Countless black silhouettes appeared in the air, seemingly everywhere. However, when the attacks swept past the black silhouettes, they all suddenly disappeared, before reappearing in their original locations. It was extremely strange.    

Sikong Jing's gaze couldn't help but freeze, it seems that the other party is proficient in the Dao of Space.    

However, did the other party think that he was helpless because of this?    

Sikong Jing waved his hand and the staff was in control. Inside his body, a powerful death intent spread out, turning into countless illusionary mirrors and countless black beams of light shot out from them. At this moment, that space seemed to have turned into a domain of death, and all life was gone.    

Soon, a figure appeared in the air. It was Black-clothed Men.    

His face turned black, the Qi on his body became extremely violent, the space dao intent and the death dao intent eroded each other. However, the person did not seem to be willing to give up, his hands quickly formed seals, causing the space aura around him to become stronger, as though he was about to break through the shackles of the death dao.    

Sikong Jing's eyes were cold as he controlled the scepter to shoot out. The Yin Yang mirror shined on Black-clothed Men and in an instant, an extremely terrifying death energy rushed into his body. It wreaked havoc within his body, extinguishing all traces of life.    

In just a few breaths of time, the life force within Black-clothed Men's body was completely gone. He turned into a corpse as his body rapidly descended into the void.    

"Look over there, someone has already fallen!" Suddenly, someone exclaimed and pointed in a certain direction. It immediately attracted the attention of the crowd and they all looked towards Sikong Jing.    

"The Dao of Death!" The spectators all felt fear in their hearts when they sensed the death intent permeating the air. There weren't many people who cultivated the path of death, and once they succeeded, their power would definitely be extremely terrifying.    

Zai Zhou looked at Sikong Jing from a high vantage point with a cold and detached expression. "The path of death?"    

It seemed that he was another genius at hiding his strength.    

If it wasn't for Black-clothed Men who made the first move, Sikong Jing wouldn't have wanted to kill him. However, since someone wanted to kill him, he naturally wouldn't show mercy.    

Seeing that Sikong Jing killed one person so easily, the other people on the Battle stage all looked at him with fear, not daring to get too close to him. After all, the other party was skilled in the path of death.    

On the other side, Du Feng had also defeated several people with an invincible posture. He had killed two of them, shocking the entire audience, and had completely revealed the strength of the core members of the Du Family.    

With Sikong Jing and Du Feng present, everyone else lost their will to fight. They all opened their mouths and admitted defeat, taking the initiative to leave the battlefield.    

Very quickly, only Sikong Jing and Du Feng remained on the Battle stage.    

"Aren't you going down yet?" Du Feng looked at Sikong Jing and asked. His tone was proud and filled with the aura of one looking down on the world. He had already defeated several people and was quite imposing. Naturally, he didn't place Sikong Jing in his eyes.    

"Didn't you go down as well?" Sikong Jing replied with a cold tone. He had always disdained people like Du Feng who were eager to flatter and flatter him.    

"Impudent! How can you be the same as me?" The next moment, he saw a Sword Qi piercing into Sikong Jing's eyes, but Sikong Jing's soul power was equally strong. With just a thought, the soul power condensed into a long spear.    

"Boom!"    

The long spear clashed with the Sword Qi, and the Sword Qi passed through the spear. The long spear also tore apart the Sword Qi, and both of them dissipated at the same time.    

Seeing that Sikong Jing was able to block this attack, Du Feng's expression became even sharper. As a future candidate of the Du Family, how could he be blocked by a nameless person?    

Taking a step forward, purple flames lit up Du Feng's body. It was incomparably gorgeous, causing the entire space to turn into a sea of fire as the temperature of the area skyrocketed.    

"Ghost purple fire!" A cry of surprise came from the crowd, Qin Xuan's eyes also revealed a trace of surprise.    

The ghost purple fire was the same level of flame as the Red Lotus Flame he met in the Heaven Repository Pavilion. Its power was astonishing, and was extremely difficult to refine, he never expected that Du Feng would have this kind of flame, he had really underestimated him.    

Other than being good at flattery, there was nothing else that could be said about Du Feng's strength.    

Du Feng's entire body was bathed in purple flames, his eyes were filled with the light of fire, like a fiery god of war, mighty and extraordinary, his aura overwhelming the heavens.