The First Thousand Five Hundred and Eighty-Eight Chapters

Bang bang bang! ! !

Xia Ping relied on his pair of Hell Golden Crow wings, like a ghost in the starry sky, constantly dodging energy rays one after another, and appeared in front of the battleships in an instant.

Those energy rays couldn't hit him, but he could easily tear apart the battleship.

Whenever he appeared in front of a battleship, that battleship would be torn apart, exploded on the spot, and torn apart.

Even if some people didn't die when the battleship was destroyed, they were not true masters after all, and they didn't have magic weapons like mountains and river beads, so they couldn't survive in a vacuum.

Therefore, each and every powerful red scarf thief died in a vacuum state. This was the cruelty of cosmic war. It was either life or death, and there were very few prisoners.

In just ten minutes, hundreds of warships were destroyed, and the Red Turban thieves suffered heavy losses.

"Ahhh, killing him, killing this bastard, actually destroyed hundreds of warships of our Red Scarf thieves.

"How to kill, our battleship's laser cannons can't deal with him at all, his speed is too fast."

"And it's too small to aim at all."

"Compared with the other party, our battleship is too bulky, it is simply a target, and it can only be attacked by anyone."

Numerous red scarf thieves gritted their teeth and were extremely angry. They had never been so aggrieved before, and they were the only ones who were beaten, not fighting back.

But this is helpless. Originally, the weapon system of the battleship was designed to deal with battleships, and it wanted to deal with humans, and it was extremely fast. It was too difficult.

"Leader, we can't continue like this, continue to let this kid do whatever he wants, we must take action, kill this murderer, and eradicate future troubles." A deputy leader shouted angrily, and he couldn't bear it any longer.

They don't know how much effort they put into the red scarf thief, and seeing their elites being trampled to death one by one like worms, they felt that their hearts were dripping blood.

If you want to make up for the loss of this battleship, you don't know how much treasure you need.

"Go ahead and kill this guy."

Wu An, the leader of the Red Scarf thieves, couldn't sit still. If this goes on, all the battleships will be slaughtered by the opponent.

At that time, they will only be bachelor commanders, and they will not be able to make up for this loss in a hundred years.

Whoosh whoosh! ! !

As soon as the words fell, the Red Scarf Thief's Five Returning to the True Realm powerful shot, immediately flew out of the cosmos fortress, and instantly came to Xia Ping, preventing him from continuing to destroy the battleship.

As soon as these five people appeared, they immediately burst out with the strength of the True Realm level. The whole body was surrounded by a mass of energy, as if an independent space was formed, and they could survive freely in a vacuum.

At the same time, the power of their primordial spirits diffused out, communicated with the universe, formed a formation, and the huge void energy around them madly poured into their bodies, endlessly.

It seems that these five are not human beings at this moment, but five gods.

"Beast, stop, kill my red scarf thief, and die immediately!"

Wu An, the leader of the Red Turban thief, shouted angrily. He didn't talk nonsense with Xia Ping at all, and directly attacked and killed him.

Martial arts supernatural power, the sky weeps with blood!

He slammed it down, his big hand covering the sky, containing endless martial arts mysteries, almost wrapping a planet, and dense and powerful runes appeared around the slap.

Indistinctly, the vacuum of tens of thousands of miles was filled with blood, as if the sky was crying, dripping blood, as if the sky was crying, with a tragic smell, as if to bury this world.

This is Wu An's top-level magical power. With this magical power, he swept all the opponents in all directions and created a splendid name. With one palm, the world turned upside down.

The big yin and yang smasher!

Xia Ping also shot, deep in his consciousness, the Yin-Yang Talismans were shaking, conveying endless martial arts mysteries, and the Yin-Yang airflow condensed from the depths of the void.

Whoosh!

He slapped it with a palm, the yin and yang condensed into a black and white grinding disc, and various hexagrams appeared, the earth, wind, water, fire, and the universe, all at the same time.

At the end, the huge slap actually appeared a picture of nature, mountains, long rivers, valleys, deserts, seas, sky, etc., all kinds of ingenious works of nature, outstanding people, endless creations are all in it.

The rotation of yin and yang, the alternation of the sun and the moon, the all-encompassing atmosphere, etc., filled the air, appeared in Xia Ping's palm, and instantly attacked Wu An.

Boom!

The two big hands collided in the void, like a comet hitting the earth, and an earth-shattering sound erupted, creating terrifying fluctuations that spread out in all directions, spreading for tens of thousands of miles.

Along the way, the meteorites were shaken into pieces, and even more than a dozen warships were shaken into piles of scrap metal in an instant.

If you stay on the planet to fight, I am afraid that the entire planet will be shattered.

As soon as the two collided, they also retreated several kilometers.

"impossible!"

Wu An's eyes showed a gleam of light, revealing an unbelievable look: "Your martial arts realm is only in the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm, which is one level stronger than the data, but it is only the Golden Core realm.

But now you can actually fight against me in the middle of the realm of returning to the real world, without even falling behind. It is unheard of for a real Jindan person like you. You are definitely not an ordinary true disciple. Say, what is your identity? "

He had deep doubts about Xia Ping's identity. Such a powerful fighting force is definitely not an ordinary person.

Such a powerful cultivator had no fame before, he had never heard of it, no matter how he thought about it, it was a strange thing.

"Leader, don't guess, I already know his true identity."

The deputy leader next to him said: "The palm just now should be the legendary big yin and yang smashing tablet palm, the supreme secret of the Qiankun faction, and the supernatural power of the Qiankun saint, which has been lost for tens of thousands of years.

It is said that there is only one person who has recently acquired the inheritance of this martial arts magical power, and that is Xia Ping, a disciple of Saint Beiming. If I am not mistaken, this guy is Xia Ping, and Yang Fu is just his false identity. "

There was a gleam of light in his eyes. He was the think tank of the Red Turban Thief, and he had a lot of information. He could be called Bogutongjin. With just a few breaths, he saw a lot of tricks in Xia Ping's martial arts.

"Xia Ping?!"

Wu An's body was shocked. He obviously heard the name of this Beiming disciple, the saint. At the beginning, this incident shook dozens of nearby star fields and was known by countless major forces.

As the leader of the Red Turban Thief, it is impossible not to pay attention.

"No, I remember that more than two years ago, this Xia Ping just joined the Qiankun faction as a saint's disciple. At that time, he was in the Zifu realm. Now, after just over two years, he was promoted to the middle stage of the Jindan realm. It's ridiculous."

Wu An couldn't believe it. This kind of truth was more shocking than fake news. He couldn't help but spread a strong sense of jealousy from his heart. Why is it so unfair between people.