Practicing ten thousand times increase, I became a nightmare for all races!

That extraordinarily brutal aura was almost transmitted through the screen, causing the big man to turn pale.

Some students have already died under the beast's mouth.

The entire ruined area has become completely chaotic.

"The beast, the beast is out of control!"

Sikong Yang's eyes were completely serious.

"It's the Beast Cult, they actually chose to do it at this time, damn Zhao Lian!"

He admitted that he underestimated Zhao Lian.

It actually has the ability to temporarily block the federation's method of controlling the beasts, causing the beasts to riot.

"What are you still doing in a daze, hurry up and send someone to rescue!"

He growled.

The big shots present just woke up like a dream, and hurriedly gave orders.

One by one, they will set off to go to the waste area in person.

As long as the action is fast enough and the casualties are kept to a minimum, things will not be the worst.

However this time.

One panicked voice after another sounded:

"Tianxun...Tianxun can't transmit the signal!"

"The signal of the training base has been blocked!"

"I have no way of contacting the nearest federal army!"

The scene was in an uproar, and everyone fell into panic.

There is no way to transmit information, which means that there is no way to rescue these students in the first place.

To know.

A considerable number of the children or younger generations of these big shots are among these high school seniors, so they can't help being nervous.

"What should I do? My son is still inside, and he still has a bright future."

"These students are the hope of the federation, they can't have an accident!"

"Master Sword Bearer, please help them out."

"Master Sword Bearer, the Beast Cult must have bigger plans, you must be careful."

The scene was extremely noisy.

Sikong Yang shouted loudly, suppressing everyone:

"What are you arguing about, Wang Chengda, hurry up and contact the standing troops at the training base and ask them to go rescue the senior high school students first, and everyone else, as long as they are above the general level, come with me!"

He exploded in momentum, and immediately silenced the panicked scene.

Everyone looked at him expectantly.

Si Kongyang knew that the Beast Cult would never watch him rescue these high school seniors so easily.

There must be something else waiting for me.

Slowly torturing the enemy has always been the penetration of the Beast Cult, and Zhao Lian is one of the best.

"Damn it, the previous failures were just to paralyze me."

Sikong Yang's eyes were full of killing intent.

"set off!"

"Willing to die for the sword bearer!"

The five principals of prestigious schools shouted in unison.

Others, such as Su Tianxing and other aristocratic patriarchs, followed closely behind. These are all battle kings or comparable to war kings.

There are eight people in total!

In addition, there are hundreds of fighters with warrior-level strength.

This made the big shots present finally breathe a sigh of relief.

If it's just to deal with these most common beasts, it's more than enough.

Even if it is an envoy of beasts, it is not a problem.

"It's not enough to be afraid of Zhao Lian's words alone, but... there are other people."

Sikong Yang didn't relax at all.

at this time.

Mutation!

When Sikong Yang relaxed his vigilance, he saw Wang Chengda next to him suddenly violent!

The ferociousness on his face is visible to the naked eye, and the ferocious aura rushing towards his face is enough to frighten ordinary warrior-level warriors. Wang Chengda's head turned into a fox's head at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his hands even turned into a pair of thick armored sharp claws. !

call! !

Like the sound of cloth being torn apart, the sharp claws tore through the air with mighty force, and grabbed Sikong Yang's head fiercely.

Wang Chengda turned out to be a beast warrior!

This mutation made everyone scream.

"My lord, the sword bearer, be careful!"

"Sikong, get out of the way!"

"Wang Chengda, how dare you!"

Everyone was very anxious, but Wang Chengda seized the timing really well, it was the time when everyone was unable to rescue and Si Kongyang was distracted.

This strike is wonderful!

"Die to me, damn sword bearer!"

Wang Chengda seemed to have seen the joy of tearing his head apart.

however.

This is destined to be a fantasy, a pair of indifferent eyes met his animal pupils, making him mentally shaken.

Cold sweat dripped down his body.

"Do you really think the sword bearer is a vegetarian?"

Scarlet flames erupted in Sikong Yang's palm, and he slapped Wang Chengda's heart.

Slapped him away, lava flowed from his heart, and a burnt smell came from his heart.

Wang Chengda's body tended to explode, and he was killed immediately by one blow.

But Sikong Yang was not feeling well either.

Although he avoided Wang Chengda's fatal blow, this claw also tore off a large piece of flesh and blood on his shoulder, and the blood flowed profusely immediately!

Everyone's expressions changed in horror.

The sword bearer was injured by a sneak attack!

more importantly.

Wang Chengda turned out to be a beast warrior lurking, and the meaning of this made everyone gasp.

I feel like the people around me are no longer trustworthy.

One by one quietly distanced themselves from each other, and their eyes began to fill with suspicion.

"Sikong, are you okay?"

Su Tianxing supported Si Kongyang and asked in a low voice.

"Small injury, it's okay."

Sikong Yang's face was a little pale, obviously it was not a minor injury.

But the most important thing now is to stabilize everyone's mentality. If you mess up your position and suspect each other, let alone rescue the senior high school students, you will be defeated one by one by the Myriad Beast Cult.

He was about to speak.

At this moment.

Outside the central control room, bursts of applause came, interrupting his next move.

"Sikong Yang, Sikong Yang, I didn't expect you to have today?"

Hearing this person's familiar tone, Si Kongyang's face completely darkened, and he said word by word:

"Zhao Lian!"

"It's me, didn't you expect that?"

The figure of Zhao Lian, the envoy of all beasts, approached slowly, behind him were figures in black robes, and behind them, a large group of beast warriors.

Let everyone change color.

The purple animal pattern on Zhao Lian's face squirmed with the rampant laughter, making him even more evil, and he leaned forward and backward when he laughed.

"Sikong Yang, I didn't expect me, a bereaved dog, to let you fall into this situation, did you?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, you are so embarrassing, Lord Sword Bearer."

His joking words combined with exaggerated actions made everyone extremely angry.

The killing intent in Sikong Yang's eyes was intense to the extreme!

Chapter 47

Sikong Yang stood up and said in a deep voice:

"Zhao Lian, I admit that I underestimated you, but do you think you're going to have us all?"

"Ten Myriad Beast Envoys is indeed a big deal, but it's not enough for you trash alone!"

Sikong Yang's aura exploded crazily.

His blood has stopped, and the body under the black armor is brewing with extremely powerful forces. The feeling of oppression is extremely terrifying, and it can only be said that he is worthy of being a sword bearer!

The super strength of the same level is not blown out.

The beast warriors retreated again and again, while the people in Nanhe City showed joy on their faces.

As long as the sword holder is still there, there is still hope for a comeback!

Zhao Lian's expression didn't change at all, he was grinning.

"My Lord Sikong Yang, you are very strong, but the people around you are not as strong as you, besides..."

"It's hard to say which of these people around you are mine?"

"Do they dare to move?"

He groaned with a smile, admiring the unpredictable face on the other side.

On the side of Nanhe City, his complexion just turned better, and immediately became extremely ugly because of his words.

indeed.

Now that they don't know who the beast warrior is undercover, they dare not move at all!

Otherwise, as soon as he made a move, he would be killed by the undercover agents around him, who would be the one to justify it.

Sikong Yang is a lesson from the past.

Looking at the big shots who were wary of each other and caught in suspicion.

Zhao Lian didn't attack, and just sat down in the auditorium leisurely.

He raised his feet, picked up a grape, stuffed it into his mouth, and smashed it twice:

"You high-ranking rulers really enjoy it."