Chapter 447 It's None of My Business

"Damn it, damn it!"

Seeing so many of his companions die, the wind chaser boss Kou Gao couldn't take it any longer. He looked ferocious and glared at Xia Ping: "I've really missed the point, and I actually invited such a god of plague."

"But you killed so many of my companions, you must die, you must die!"

The king's martial arts ghost wind sword technique!

With a bang, Kou Gao suddenly pulled out his big sword and slashed towards Xia Ping.

He waved the big knife, and the whole body seemed to form the center of the vortex of the tornado, and countless airflows were controlled by his power and condensed on the tip of the knife.

In an instant, countless air currents were highly condensed and condensed into small swords, which were all invincible, and the cries of evil ghosts faintly came out of the void.

The people next to him could even see that wisps of black aura gushed out from Kou Gao's body. It was extremely evil, terrifying, and vicious. Once ordinary people were infected, even his spiritual power would be contaminated.

The ground was cut by the wind blade and immediately shattered, numerous cracks appeared, and the gravel splashed around, like a spider web, densely distributed around, making a crackling sound.

Xia Ping's eyes showed a hint of coldness, and he took a step forward and blasted out with a palm!

Don't move!

This palm, I don't know how many times it is tyrannical when competing in the martial artist realm, and the true essence condenses into a huge golden palm, like gold poured, condensed into substance, and extremely thick.

The lines of the golden palm seem to be very clear at this time. Every line contains a trace of Buddha's power, exuding bursts of Buddha's Sanskrit chants.

Even around this golden palm, there were circles of dark red flames, the power of sacred and evil intertwined with each other, like the fusion of the power of Buddha and Demon, containing unparalleled power.

"Damn, what kind of power is this?"

Kou Gao was horrified. He was clearly a master of the fourth level of martial arts, and the opponent was at most the second level of martial arts. When it comes to the realm of martial arts and the power of true essence, it is only because he is stronger.

But when this palm was slapped, it contained an irresistible spiritual force, crushing like a tidal wave, causing his soul to have a terrifying hallucination.

He felt that the enemy on the opposite side was not a human being.

It is a hell ruler, carrying the power of judgment, to drive him into the eighteen layers of hell, and he will suffer from life after life.

Boom!

With one palm, the countless swords in front of him were torn apart in an instant, and the wind blade was smashed into pieces, shattering every inch. Even the big sword in Kou Master's hand was shaken into a pile of scrap metal by this tyrannical force.

"Ahhhh!!"

Kou Gao let out a shrill scream, and his entire body was slapped flying by this force, and he flew dozens of meters at once, smashing hard on a mountain wall in the distance.

Immediately, a huge palm print with a diameter of more than ten meters appeared on this huge mountain wall, and the flames burned the surrounding rocks and turned into a large amount of lava.

And Kou Gao was slapped on the mountain wall in this way, like a fly, he couldn't bear to spit out a large mouthful of blood, his heart was absolutely severely injured, and his combat power was reduced by most.

"No way."

The rest of the wind chasers were terrified. Originally, they thought that their boss would be able to deal with this arrogant kid by himself, but they didn't expect it to be the enemy of this kid.

With just one palm, their boss Kou Gao was slapped on the mountain wall like a mosquito. If it weren't for the strong vitality and hard bones of the Martial Master Realm, I would have been slapped to death by this kid long ago.

It can be said that such strength is terrifying.

The surrounding chasing thieves felt the momentum of Xia Ping's body, and all of them were trembling with fright.

With a puff, a bald man immediately knelt on the ground, kneeling towards Xia Ping, crying bitterly, begging for mercy: "This hero, spare us, spare us a dog's life."

"Actually, it's not that we want to be thieves, we are all forced by this world."

"I think back then I was also a good citizen, keeping my own feet and working hard, but a boss raised by a dog. He beat me and insulted me every day. When I was a dog, he maliciously deducted my salary. What's more, he actually seduced my wife and gave me a cuckold. So in a fit of rage, on a dark and windy night for a month, I slaughtered this pair of dogs and men together."

"That's why I had to run away and become a bandit. The reason why I robbed the caravan is just to make a living. We are essentially good people, we are good people."

"If you can spare our lives, we will definitely keep our feet in order and stop doing bad things in the future."

He kept kowtowing, and his forehead was bleeding. It was extremely miserable. I hope Xia Ping could spare him a dog's life.

boom!

Before he could finish speaking, Xia Ping slapped it with a slap, and his arrogance was so powerful that he smashed the bald man's head into pieces in an instant, and his internal organs were shaken into pieces.

Even the terrifying flames burned around the bald man's body at once, and after a few breaths, the bald man's body was burned to ashes.

"Fuck, are you still human?"

One of the wind chasers shouted: "I didn't see how miserable he was. He was beaten and scolded on weekdays, and he was put on a green hat and forced to go up to Liangshan. He had no choice but to be a bandit. You didn't even plan to listen, just slammed Shoot him to death. Do you still have a conscience?"

The faces of the wind chasers around him turned green. Originally, they thought that this kid was a student with an unblemished conscience. Maybe they had sympathy for them. As long as they said some bitter words, they could survive.

At the worst, there will be hesitation in their hearts, which gives them a chance to escape.

After all, some students with a sense of justice in their hearts will do so.

But where can I imagine, this bastard is cold-blooded and ruthless, he didn't intend to finish listening, he slapped the bald head to death with one palm, neat and clean, this is simply more ferocious than their wind chasing thieves.

It is completely conceivable that the brainless appearance in Xihuang City before was definitely faked, and this acting skills can be awarded the title of Best Actor.

"None of my business."

Xia Ping looked at the ashes on the ground lightly, and said: "I don't care what grievances you have, what secrets you have, I just took a mission to kill you, that's all."

"If you have grievances and are unwilling, go and complain to the King of Hell. This is his job."

This bald man had a very miserable life and died unjustly, but those who were killed by the wind chasers were unjustly unjust and deserved sympathy.

Because of his poor background and miserable background, whatever he does is right, whatever he says is right, no joke, how can there be such a truth in this world.

He didn't bother to care who was right and who was wrong, and if he blocked his way, he would all die, that's all.

"That bastard!"

The rest of the chasing thieves understood, reasoning with this kid, talking about love, that wouldn't work, this bastard was just the same as them, he was terribly ferocious, and he was essentially a beast.