Dong...
The corpse of Pei Yuguang had fallen on the ground like mud in front of Pei Kuang.
Dead, the Eldest Prince Qianwang Pei Yuguang just died like this, a Holy Martial Stage couldn't withstand a single kick from Sikong Jing.
At the same moment, countless people from Batian's side kneeled on one knee, especially the powerful figures led by Murong Jianyun, all stared at Sikong Jing in shock.
In everyone's mind, there was only one phrase: Young Master Sikong, instant kill a Holy Martial?
At this time, Pei Kuang also reacted.
But he didn't check Pei Yuguang's body, instead, he heavily said, "No one moves rashly."
Pei Kuang, stopped several Old Saint Martial who were about to rush towards Sikong Jing to avenge Pei Yuguang...
Sikong Jing, also after that single kick, turned back and looked at Pei Kuang, he still did not retreat, but coldly said, "Pei Kuang, I've killed another one of your sons."
