Is it that the Shang Emperor Yan Tianmo and the Ninth Princess Yan Ruyu have noticed that their Dantian meridians have been restored, and they want to abolish them again?
Or, do you want to take yourself back?
Sikong Jing's heart was extremely cold.
It was not because he was afraid of the arrival of the Shadow Gate, nor was he afraid of death, but because he was afraid of leaving Su Yuexi and this family.
At this moment, a black-clad shadow sect master showed a mocking smile on his face, and replied calmly: "Sikong Jing, it seems that your position was not low before you were exiled, and you actually knew that we were from the shadow sect."
Sikong Jing was stunned, they didn't know his identity before his exile.
Then, the second Shadow Sect master smiled proudly and said: "We are neither here to kill you nor to capture you. We just want the palm of your right hand."
Raising his eyebrows slightly, Sikong Jing asked in confusion: "I sent you here because you only want my palm?"
What do Yan Tianmo and his daughter want to do?
Isn't it enough to destroy one's Dantian and meridians, and one has to torture oneself bit by bit?
Today it is the palm of the hand, tomorrow it will be the sole of the foot?
However, with their viciousness, it is not impossible for them to do such a thing.
"Yes, Yingmen's order is to cut off the right palm of your right hand and take it back to the imperial city as soon as possible."
"Yingmen also asked us to leave you a message. We only did this because your right hand once held the hand of someone who shouldn't have held it."
The second shadow master smiled and explained to Sikong Jing.
Sikong Jing stood upright on the bridge after hearing this, and then he smiled and couldn't help laughing: "So that's it, Yan Ruyu is really vicious and ruthless. She has a new love. Is she doing this to show her new love?"
"Haha, I also think it's dirty and want to cut off her palm."
He once made an oath to Yan Ruyu and held hands while touring the imperial city.
At that time, facing the bustling crowd, Yan Ruyu whispered in his ear that she wanted to hold him like this for a lifetime and never let him go.
Now, because he had held her hand, she wanted to take her own hand.
Thinking of what happened in the past, Sikong Jing felt sick.
He laughed indifferently, laughing that he had misjudged the person, with a smile as bright as a jade and a heart like a snake's scorpion.
Sikong Jing just wanted to laugh wildly.
"Sikong Jing, no matter what your previous status was, you have called the Ninth Young Master by his first name for the second time."
"We're afraid we'll tear your mouth apart."
As soon as he finished speaking, two Shadow Sect masters stepped out and attacked Sikong Jing from the front and back.
"What is my identity? Don't you, as a shadow sect, know?" Sikong Jing stopped laughing and asked coldly.
There are not many people in the Shadow Gate, and most people recognize me.
"Why do we need to know?"
"In the eyes of our Shadow Sect, except for the invincible general Dashang, King Yizi, Yuwen Guan, the leader of the Shadow Sect, and His Majesty and the Ninth Princess, there is no one who cannot be killed and no one can be taken!"
When the words "Yu Wenguan" were mentioned, the eyes of the two shadow masters showed reverence and were full of fanaticism.
Sikong Jing, on the other hand, was shaken all over and stared at the two of them: "You said, the name of the invincible god general is Yuwen Guan?"
These names in their mouths all belong to themselves, and they were obtained through bloody battles. However, now in the mouths of the two Yingmen, all these things have become...Yu Wenguan's.
Yu Wenguan, the proud son of the Yuwen family, the first aristocrat of Dashang, was once known as the number one genius of Dashang.
However, he was defeated three times by his own hands.
Being trampled under his own feet, he no longer has the reputation of being a genius, and he is suppressed by himself from now on.
Now, he has openly taken away all his fame.
"Of course it is Divine General Yuwen Guan. Divine General Yuwen was not well-known before. It was not until the war of the Seven Kingdoms was quelled that his name was truly announced to the outside world. He is the greatest hero of the Great Shang Dynasty."
"Yu Wenguan is the greatest general of the Great Shang Dynasty!"
The two shadow masters spoke excitedly, the reverence in their eyes getting stronger and stronger, as if they were talking about the peerless emperor.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Suddenly, Sikong Jing let out another long laugh, with veins popping up all over his body and said: "Is he Yuwen Guan worthy enough to put an end to the chaos in the Seven Kingdoms?"
Clang!
The two shadow sect masters suddenly drew their swords, and the first shadow sect master said with hatred: "Sikong Jing, you are the first person in Dashang who dares to insult the invincible god general. If it hadn't been for the above saying that I can't kill you, you will die now.
"
The second person continued: "Now, we will take your palm."
After saying that, the two men flew over like shadows and cut into the palm of Sikong Jing's right hand.
Clang!
In vain, Sikong Jing grabbed the knife of one of them and said coldly: "At the peak of human realm, when did the Shadow Sect absorb people with your strength?"
"You are too weak!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Sikong Jing's true energy poured into the shadow master's hand along the blade, and he grabbed the blade and slashed backwards.
There was a scream, and the second Shadow Sect master who came from behind was knocked back hard.
"Those who are not in the extraordinary realm are not allowed to enter the Shadow Gate. This is the rule I set. How long did it take for it to be broken?"
Sikong Jing stared at the shadow master in front of him, making a cold sound.
After he took up the post of the master of the shadow sect, he decided that the people of the shadow sect should be good but not numerous. However, the two people in front of him were only at the peak of their human realm.
"Who do you think you are when you set the rules?"
"kill!"
The Shadow Sect master behind him who had not had his sword taken away roared angrily, and the sword gleamed like a shadow, slashing towards him with a bang.
"The Shadow Sect Shadow Killing Sword has thousands of transformations, like ghosts and demons, but you have only scratched the surface of it." Sikong Jing shouted softly and turned around, slashing out with his sword. Immediately, countless sword shadows attacked the Shadow Sect master, as if he was sending out a ghost.
The sound of howling.
Puff puff puff...
The only thing that greeted the shadow master was the sound of the shadow of a knife passing through.
Blood splashed out, as if dozens of cuts had been made on his body. He stopped on the bridge for a few moments and then collapsed to the ground.
Sikong Jing held the knife and turned around, facing the Shadow Sect master who had taken the knife away from him.
The latter's eyes showed a look of extreme fear, and he said in a trembling voice: "Why did you shadow Sha Dao? Who were you before?"
More than just Huiying Killing Sword, this person was only at the eighth level of the Dark Realm, but he killed his own companions.
This is so terrifying!
"Who am I? I am a person who has lost all his code names and fame, but my name is still Sikong Jing."
Sikong Jing shouted again and slashed out with his sword. In an instant, blood spattered on the neck of the second Shadow Sect master, and his pupils kept shrinking.
"The strongest strike of the Shadow Killing Sword, the Ghost Shadow Blood Blade...shouldn't this be something that only the master of the Shadow Sect can practice?"
After leaving these words, the second shadow master fell to the ground and died, with only deep doubts in his eyes.
Sikong Jing closed his eyes deeply, dropped the knife, and his whole body trembled violently.
boom!
Suddenly, thunder rolled from the sky, as if complaining about Sikong Jing's injustice.
The heavy rain fell like beans.
Sikong Jing was alone, listening to the sound of the river, the thunder, and the weeping sound of the heavy rain.