Reborn Conceited Soldier

"That powerful?" Hong Ling sucked in a breath of cold air. Such a strange ability was hard to guard against. She looked deeply at Sikong Banyu. Although Sikong Banyu seemed mysterious, Hong Ling didn't think Sikong Banyu was that powerful before. But now, she realized that she was completely wrong.    

    

This was because the appearance of illusions outlined the deepest parts of a person's heart. In other words, Sikong Banyu had faced this real Ice Demon before. This Ice Demon was so strange and terrifying, and now Sikong Banyu was standing in front of him, so he could say that Sikong Banyu won that battle. Hong Ling suddenly realized that the Human Clan in front of her was probably far more mysterious than she had imagined. At least, she thought that if she were to encounter this thing, she definitely wouldn't have much confidence in defeating it.    

    

"Who the hell are you?" Hong Ling couldn't help but ask again. She was not the first to ask this question. Previously, Ji Meng had asked and Tie Yan had asked, but they had not gotten an answer.    

    

Sikong Banyu glanced at her but didn't say anything.    

    

Seeing that, Hong Ling knew that Sikong Banyu was not willing to answer the question, and continued: "Breaking out of the illusion, besides walking up to the Tiger Soul Knife, is the origin of the environment, which is also the problem in your heart. I do not know what you went through, nor do I know what the most unforgettable thing in your heart is, but the appearance of the Ice Demon made me feel that your past is no small matter, I'm afraid that before we even reach the Tiger Soul Knife, you have already passed away."    

    

Sikong Banyu glanced at her: "I know, but what you don't know is that the illusion was created by me, so I have the cultivation that I had when the illusion was resolved, and I'm still alive, so you don't have to worry about that. No matter what, the illusion will not threaten you or me."    

    

"Even so, as someone who shares the same illusion as you, I should have the right to know, right? Because death in an illusion is also true death, I think you know this better than me. " Hong Ling said in a low voice.    

    

Sikong Banyu fell silent. It wasn't that he didn't want to say it, but that he couldn't. This was because the illusion was created by him. If he said it out loud, it would add up to a lot of variables. He could not predict what would happen in the future.    

    

"Haha …" Feng Emperor, I said before, if you destroy my country, I will make you lose your most important thing forever, and haunt it for generations and generations. Do you think that you can control everything like this? "Dream on, man …"    

    

The appearance of this voice made Sikong Banyu's expression change. Without thinking, he immediately hugged Hong Ling, but just as he reached out his hand, he found that Hong Ling had already disappeared without a trace.    

    

"Ah …" Before Hong Ling could understand what was going on, she suddenly felt a terrifying power binding her. She turned pale with fright. The baleful fire energy within her body immediately tried to break free, but it was too late.    

    

At some point in time, an old man over a hundred years old was standing beside her. The old man was dressed in a purple robe, and he was strong and imposing, giving people a sense of oppression. His imposing manner made people feel that if they disobeyed, they would be punished by the heavens.    

    

"Who are you?" Hong Ling struggled a few times, but found that she couldn't move at all.    

    

The old man turned and glanced at Hong Ling, his eyes full of ridicule. "A mere Spirit Stage cultivation level, yet you wish to struggle under my hand, you don't know what that is." With that, he turned to look at Sikong Banyu who was not far away and sneered, "Tsk tsk …" "Feng Emperor, the rumors say that you are a cold and emotionless living corpse, but seeing you today is not necessarily true!" Tsk tsk … It seems that you, the Wind Emperor, is also a romantic person! He even knows how to use his Corpse Clan! "Truly admirable."    

    

Hong Ling was angered when she heard that. "What did you say? I have nothing to do with him? And who the hell are you? If you have a grudge with him, you can just go straight to him, I have nothing to do with him at all. "    

    

"Who is This?" "Haha …" The old man looked at Sikong Banyu and sneered, "Feng Emperor, your little beauty is about to die. Do you want her to be a fool?"    

    

Sikong Banyu's expression was very calm. He looked at the old man and said, "Ancestral Master, back then, I was able to kill you once. Do you really think that a mere illusion like you can bounce around in front of me? Even when he was alive, he was not a match for me, let alone now, a mere fantasy? "    

    

Ancestral Master? Hong Ling was stunned when she heard the way Sikong Banyu addressed the old man beside her. What kind of person was Ancestral Master? She had never heard of these two people calling themselves' Zhen '. Wasn't that the way the emperor called himself? Previously, he seemed to have heard Ancestral Master talk about Sikong Banyu destroying his country.    

    

"What the hell is going on?" Hong Ling's head felt like it was made of paste. She couldn't figure out what was going on at all.    

    

Hearing that, Ancestral Master laughed out wildly: "I admit that I am no match for you, no matter if I am alive or dead, even now, I can still do the same. But I can let you live in pain for your entire life, and I have said that I will use your pain to make up for the soul of my people who died under your Wind Emperor Sword. "Last time, the empress who destroyed you wasn't by your side, but this time I want you to see and feel this pain with your own eyes, haha …"    

    

With that, Ancestral Master raised his hand towards Hong Ling's face.    

    

"Stop …" Sikong Banyu shouted and dashed towards Ancestral Master, the yellow sword in his hand slashing towards Ancestral Master.    

    

"Haha …" "Feng Emperor, I am just an illusion filling your mind. Your attacks are completely useless against me." The tip of Sikong Banyu's sword sliced through Ancestral Master's body, but Ancestral Master was like an illusion as Sikong Banyu sliced through the air.    

    

"Ah …" What are you going to do? Ah … Don't... "Don't..." Hong Ling panicked as she saw Ancestral Master's hand land on her face. She felt an incomparable pain on her face, as if she had been bitten by something. The pain made her miserable beyond words.    

    

"Ah …" Sikong Banyu looked at Hong Ling's face. Half of her face had started to fester. Her originally graceful face suddenly became extremely ugly. It was as if there were bugs crawling all over it. The veins on her face were popping out as it kept moving. This scene was extremely familiar, because this was something that Qing Ming had suffered before. It was also the reason why he was helpless, leading to the death of Han Qingming. The person who did this was Ancestral Master, and this was also what Sikong Banyu could not let go of in his heart.