Chapter 1155 Show Mercy

"Senior Brother Feng!"

Seeing Feng Zhe lying on the ground with a punch, not knowing whether he was alive or dead, the two disciples of the Guiyuan Sect were shocked. They looked at Xia Ping with a trace of murderous intent in their eyes.

"You dare to hurt Senior Brother Feng, go to hell."

"What nonsense with him, kill him immediately!"

The two glanced at each other, and shot instantly, one left and one right, attacking and killing them, as fast as lightning.

"roll!"

Xia Ping didn't even look at it, raising his hand was a punch, a black swirling ripple fist!

Immediately, the air in the mid-air produced a burst of ripples, like ripples, passed through layer by layer, and the power was superimposed layer by layer, constantly increasing.

"what!"

The eyes of the two showed horror, and they found that their fist strength seemed to be swallowed by this vortex, and there was no drop left, and even their bodies were controlled.

In the next second, the fist energy penetrated in, and their bodies were immediately knocked out, as if struck by lightning, and the terrifying ripple force directly injured their internal organs.

With a bang, they fell to the ground like soccer balls, rubbing the ground horizontally, sliding for two or three kilometers, and finally they were blasted to the top of a hill, where a human-shaped pothole was forcibly smashed, and gravel was splashed everywhere.

The two also foamed at the mouth, and immediately passed out, unconscious, and no longer had the strength to fight.

"My God, the three disciples of the Guiyuan faction were beaten to the ground."

"Just kidding, who is the disciple of the great faction, how can this martial artist be so powerful?"

"That's right, isn't he a loose cultivator? And he is the cultivation base in the early stage of Ruyi Realm. No matter how you look at it, it is impossible to be Feng Zhe's opponent, but now he has become this kind of virtue?"

"Could it be that this Feng Zhe is not a parallel importer? Actually, it's not that great at all."

"Fart, don't you know how powerful Feng Zhe is these days? His strength is beyond doubt."

"But if that's the case, then what is Wu Taidou who defeated Feng Zhe?"

Everyone was shocked and stunned. They couldn't believe that they saw this scene. Feng Zhe, a disciple of the great sect, was beaten to death by this loose cultivator who he looked down on.

Even the two disciples of the Guiyuan faction tried to join forces for a sneak attack, but they were also crippled with one punch and could not fight back. Such combat effectiveness was beyond their imagination.

When will the scattered cultivator become so powerful.

Before, they were still despising this kid, thinking that he was just a waste who would hug their thighs. If Wu Taidou who defeated Feng Zhe was a waste, then those people who were not even better than Feng Zhe, weren't they even worse than a waste? !

"Brother Wu is really amazing."

Wang Chen and others were all excited. They had long known that Xia Ping was an unfathomable warrior, but they couldn't be sure how powerful Xia Ping was until they saw it.

When they really saw Xia Ping's strength, they, like everyone else, were all stunned.

Obviously everyone is a cultivator of Ruyi, but Xia Ping is much more powerful than them. It seems that he is not a tyrannical creature living in the same dimension.

Liu Rulan's expression is very calm, because she has been with Xia Ping for more than a month, and she has long known how perverted this man is. Even in her heyday, she is not a match for this man at all.

However, she also secretly sighed, it seems that the gap between the extraterritorial demons is also very large, not every extraterritorial demon is as powerful as this embryo, and there is also a gap in level.

Snapped!

Xia Ping stepped forward, looked down at Feng Zhe, and looked at him like that.

"Damn, damn bastard, how dare you beat me like this." Feng Zhe struggled, staring at Xia Ping full of hatred, like a wounded beast.

"Wait for me, it's not going to end well for you to offend the Guiyuan faction. I'll let you die later, let you die."

He roared wildly, being maimed by Xia Ping with such a punch, and still in front of so many people, this simply made him lose face and suffered a great shame.

Shame like this can only be washed away with blood.

"I guess you won't be able to see that day, because you have to die now." Xia Ping's tone was very indifferent, very calm, but calm enough to make the people around him hairy.

Especially Feng Zhe, he felt a chill all over his body, as if the temperature dropped to minus 30 degrees, and even the water vapor in the air was about to freeze.

He knew that this kid was not joking, he really wanted to kill himself.

At this time, he was finally scared, trembling all over, and shouted: "Brother Fan, hurry up, come and save me, someone wants to kill, and wants to kill your junior brother."

He cried out for help, and the voice traveled for miles.

"Want to ask for help? No one can save you." Xia Ping said lightly.

Feng Zhe shouted: "Wu Taidou, are you crazy? What identity are you and what identity am I? If you dare to kill me, you will definitely become the mortal enemy of the Guiyuan faction."

"Even if you leave the Blood Soul Continent, there will be no place for you in the entire universe. Do you know that there is no place for you? Think about the consequences carefully."

He threatened Xia Ping with both hard and soft, hoping to scare Xia Ping with his identity as the Guiyuan faction.

"Become the mortal enemy of the Guiyuan faction? You think too highly of yourself. Believe it or not, if you kill you, the Guiyuan faction will not deal with me. You can only die in vain, and no one will shed a tear for you."

Xia Ping sneered.

Feng Zhe was feeling chills all over his body. He knew that Wu Taidou's words were not false. Although he was a disciple of the Guiyuan Sect, the problem was that there were too many disciples of the Guiyuan Sect. There were billions of them, and it would be harmless if one died. .

If he was a saint's disciple, his status would be different, but unfortunately, he was just an ordinary disciple, and he couldn't let the Guiyuan faction fight for his death.

"This fellow Daoist, be merciful."

At this moment, there was a sound in the distance, and a white-robed man with a long sword volleyed in the air and flew directly over, exuding an aura like an abyss.

This person has the cultivation base of the supernatural power realm, and has the power to suppress everything.

"Brother Fan Ming, hurry up, hurry up, come here, kill this daring bitch, and kill him immediately."

Seeing this person appear, with a huge backer, Feng Zhe was overjoyed, and immediately became arrogant, roaring: "Just now he actually dared to threaten me, he has no one in his eyes, when I have no one in the Guiyuan faction. If I don't kill him, I will return the face of the Yuan faction. Nothing."

He is as safe as Mount Tai, supported by practitioners of the supernatural power realm, and he is not afraid of everything.

"die!"

Xia Ping didn't even look at it, just pointed at Feng Zhe's forehead.

"Damn, boy, what are you trying to do, stop quickly, you dare to kill my Guiyuan Sect disciple?!" The man in white robe saw Xia Ping's actions, his face changed greatly.

But he is too far away from Xia Ping, even if he has the cultivation base of supernatural power, it is too late to stop him.

"you!"

Feng Zhe was simply stunned. He never expected that all his Guiyuan Sect senior brothers would appear, and practitioners with supernatural powers would suppress the audience, but this kid dared to do it.

With a thud, this energy instantly penetrated his forehead.

puff!

In the next second, blood splattered everywhere, and a blood hole appeared on his forehead. The blood was dripping, and his eyes were wide open, but the depths of the pupils quickly lost their vigour.

Feng Zhe, die!

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