The First Thousand Four Hundred and Forty-Nine Chapters Magic Knife Blood Sky

"Um!"

Xia Ping raised his eyebrows. The strength of this man in black animal skin is not simple. He is stronger than any real fire practitioner he has ever seen. Every move and style has been tempered, and the mana is powerful and the combat power is amazing.

But this is also normal.

These lost people live in the foggy star field, staying in the five planets, surrounded by crises, surrounded by terrifying beasts, every day is a crisis of life and death, day and night are not guaranteed.

If you are not careful, it will be eaten by wild beasts and become feces.

There are even competitions for survival among fellow clansmen, fighting among the lost, betrayal, stabbing in the back, fighting for territory, and snatching resources and treasures, that is a common occurrence.

In such a harsh environment, they sharpen their martial arts, and under the same realm, their combat effectiveness is simply not comparable to those of the big boys in the greenhouse.

Therefore, as soon as the opponent makes a move, it is a killer move, which contains endless murderous intentions and kills people.

"Die!"

The black animal skin man had a grim expression, and he looked at Xia Ping as if he was looking at ants. He had been honed on this planet for decades, experienced countless life and death crises, and killed a large number of wild beasts, benefiting a lot.

His fighting power is so tyrannical that it has reached an unimaginable level. How could a mere rookie, or a rookie in the early stage of True Fire Realm, be his opponent.

A shot stabbed, as if it had pierced through the heavens and the earth, sweeping thousands of miles of air, and it was invincible.

But even so, such strength is still too weak for Xia Ping, who has been promoted to the early stage of True Fire Realm.

Under the disparity of absolute power, overwhelming mana, any move is ridiculous.

It's like an ant whose martial arts has reached the level of energy, no matter how it evolves, it can't defeat an elephant. This is the gap between races and strength, not one dimension.

Xia Ping stood on the spot, unmoved, a finger was gently stretched out, and a mass of mana suddenly poured out of his body, and a whirlpool immediately appeared on his finger.

In the center of the vortex, there are also dense talismans, like a black hole, spinning rapidly, generating a terrifying devouring force, the vortex force, and thus resisting in front of the black animal skin man.

Boom!

Immediately, the long spear was fixed, and all its power became invisible, as if it was swallowed by a black vortex. No matter how hard the black animal skin man tried, he couldn't move forward half a step.

Even the ground on which he was standing was strongly impacted, and a huge deep pit was shaken out in an instant, producing devastating destructive power, and the surrounding rocks were shaken into powder.

A gust of wind blew up nearby, and some weak people were directly knocked out, coughing up blood in the air.

"how is this possible?!"

The black animal skin man was shocked and looked at Xia Ping in disbelief. Even a cultivator of the Golden Core Realm would not dare to say that he could catch it so lightly.

But this kid turned his full strength into invisible with just one finger, which is too exaggerated.

He felt that this finger was not a finger, but a giant pillar, a mountain, an idol, an ancient god, incomparably majestic and full of oppression.

"No, stop!"

The scarred man shouted, and he felt that a deadly murderous intention appeared from Xia Ping, like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, which produced many visions, which caused hallucinations in the soul.

He tried to stop it, but it was too late.

Xia Ping's left fist slammed out, shaking and exploding, hitting the black animal skin man. This fist contained the power of thunder, and countless lightning runes converged in the fist, which was extremely fast, and the trajectory was like lightning.

"Do not!"

The black animal skin man's pupils shrank, he wanted to dodge, but the speed of the punch was too fast, and he was only a few meters away from Xia Ping.

Such a fast speed, such a short distance, how can this stop!

boom!

He couldn't let out his screams, his fists slammed, and his body was instantly blasted, shaking into a cloud of blood, making a clattering sound, dyeing the earth red.

Even after the fist attacked and passed for dozens of miles, a mountain hundreds of meters high in the distance was smashed into half at once, and the earth that passed along the way was peared by a terrible crack that stretched for dozens of miles.

The air has the light of lightning, and the punch is too fast, rubbing the air, and producing a burnt smell.

"Xu Wu!"

Seeing the black animal skin man Xu Wu was blown up by Xia Ping's punch, a group of lost people were stunned, looking at Xia Ping's eyes, as if they wanted to kill, but also like a group of beasts, very terrifying.

"Beast, dare to kill my subordinates, you are courting death!"

The scarred man was furious and furious. This kid was so arrogant that he dared to kill in front of his own leader, a dignified Jindan real person, and slaughtered his subordinates.

Do you really think he is a paper tiger and dare not kill someone? !

Even if he was worried that this kid might have some trump cards, but now it doesn't matter, he doesn't believe that he is a real person of Jindan realm, and he can't kill a small real fire realm cultivator.

No matter what trump card this kid has, what powerful means he has, he will have to die today.

Whoosh!

In an instant, he immediately pulled out a treasured sword, a mid-grade spiritual weapon, the magic sword, the blood sky!

As soon as this magic knife appeared, it seemed as if there was a sea of ​​corpses and blood, blood filled with blood, and ghosts and shadows.

There is no doubt that this is a magic weapon, a magic weapon that can only be forged with the blood of many people.

There is no doubt that this scarred man is also a peerless devil, the kind that kills like numbness, otherwise, he would not use such a magic weapon at all, and it would not be so compatible.

Fortunately, he did not agree to join the other party's tribe, otherwise he would be killed by the devil using various tricks, and he might even become the dead soul of the other party, and he would never be reborn.

"Die!"

The scarred man slashed with a knife, and a blood-colored sword qi came from the air. This sword qi seemed to be formed by many blood-colored talismans, and each **** talisman looked like a skeleton.

This sword qi contains endless resentment, malice and demonic qi. Once it hits the enemy, it can not only corrode mana, but even corrode the soul and fall into boundless purgatory.

"Chaos Clock!"

Xia Ping immediately ran the Chaos Clock, and it immediately appeared on the top of Xia Ping's head, and immediately stimulated a burst of energy, which instantly formed a dense talisman, like a colorful light curtain, which was instantly blocked around his body.

boom!

The blood-colored blade qi bombarded down and slammed onto the multi-colored light curtain, with a clanging sound, inspiring dazzling sparks, and generating a strong impact, which shocked Xia Ping back and forth again and again.

He rubbed the ground horizontally, slid for several miles, and a terrifying crack formed abruptly, and then he resisted.

However, even if the impact is very amazing, it cannot break through the defense of the Chaos Clock.

"Impossible, you can actually resist my magic knife, the blood sky!"

The scarred man couldn't believe that he was a cultivator in the early stage of the Golden Core Realm, and he also had a mid-grade spiritual weapon, the Blood Sky, and he couldn't kill this kid with a single knife. Browse and read the address: