Chapter Seven Hundred and Eighty Second Siege

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boom!

As soon as the Yanlong Divine Sword came out, the terrifying flaming sword qi burst out, forming a terrifying aura, which immediately shattered the sword qi of the five great masters of kendo.

It even produced a terrifying energy and blasted towards all directions, and the five masters of kendo were immediately blasted out, and they retreated again and again, causing their blood to churn.

"Another treasure?!"

Zhang Zi'ang and the others' eyes turned green when they saw it, and they were so jealous. They couldn't even get a treasure, even if they paid a huge price, they couldn't do anything.

But this kid is good, just took out a treasure and came out, it is really unreasonable.

"Death to me!"

Xia Ping wielded the Yanlong Divine Sword and performed the first style of the Four Seasons Swordsmanship.

Whoosh whoosh! ! !

In an instant, in the mid-air, Astral Qi vibrated, and flaming sword qi was stimulated from the Flame Dragon Divine Sword, condensing to the extreme, as if it turned into a drop of raindrops.

These raindrops floated in the air, fell from a high altitude, covering an area, and it was continuous, it was almost like a missile bombing from a high altitude.

The power of the Four Seasons Sword Art itself, the power of Xia Ping Gangqi, and the addition of the treasured Yanlong Divine Sword, the power of such a sword is simply unimaginable, with a single blow, it has the power to destroy everything.

"not good!"

The faces of the five great masters of kendo changed drastically. They felt the power of such flame sword energy. If they were hit, they would probably lose their bones.

But even if they wanted to run away now, it was too late.

Boom!

One after another flaming sword energy fell down, like a meteor hitting the ground, slamming the five masters of swordsmanship fiercely.

With a bang, one of the kendo masters was caught off guard, and was immediately hit by one of the flaming sword qi, piercing his body, and the blood splashed out like sparks.

Even this flaming sword energy contains infinite destructive power. When it enters the body of this master, the power of flame is like a cannonball, and it explodes on the spot.

"Ah!" The kendo master let out a shrill scream,

His face was hideous, he couldn't struggle, his whole body was blown to pieces like this, and he couldn't die any longer.

"Run away!"

The remaining four kendo masters turned pale with fright. They could not wait to give birth to more legs, and used their strength to try to escape the coverage of this sword energy quickly.

"You can't escape." Xia Ping slashed with another sword.

The second style of the Four Seasons Swordsmanship - Summer is hot!

With a bang, this sword was extremely violent, inspiring a terrifying flame of sword energy, as if it turned into a flame dragon, devouring the world, destroying everything, and thousands of miles away.

The temperature all around immediately rose by dozens of degrees, as if the hottest summer was coming, and the water on the ground was evaporated, turned into scorched earth, and there were a lot of cracks.

"stop!"

Feeling the threat of this sword qi, Zhang Zian and others changed their faces greatly. They felt that they couldn't continue to stand by like this, and they immediately started to rescue these masters of kendo.

"You can't save the person I want to kill!" Xia Ping remained unmoved, still slashing with one sword, roaring like a flame dragon, it chased and killed the four great masters of kendo, and was invincible.

With a bang, the flame dragon opened his mouth, extremely ferocious, and swallowed the four masters of kendo at once, and the terrifying flame was burning.

After a few seconds, the four kendo masters turned into a charred corpse and lost the breath of life.

"You bastard, you are courting death!"

"Go, kill him, don't keep your hands."

"Those who kill my sin army must die, all must die."

Zhang Zi'ang and the others shouted, murderous.

Some people use Tiger Roaring Fist, and a punch strikes, like a tiger roaring, with the might of a beast descending a mountain, as if just this punch can knock a hill down.

Some people make Lingyun Palm, the palm method is illusory, like the clouds in the sky, but it contains a fierce power, the palm is screaming, and this kind of power is enough to break the stone and divide the gold.

Some people resorted to the sword technique, almost reaching the transformation state. When they came down, they slashed Huashan Mountain with force. It seemed that the whole earth was split in two by this sword.

The grandmasters of these sinful armies have sharpened their martial arts skills to the extreme, like humanoid weapons, each punch and kick has terrifying power.

"Damn it, just because you scumbags want me to die, do you know how much you weigh?" Xia Ping shouted, running the Pure Yang Inextinguishable Art, and his qigong shook.

The third style of the Four Seasons Swordsmanship - the autumn wind is bleak!

This sword was used, as if there was a raging fire. With Xia Ping's body as the center, the surrounding area was filled with a chilling atmosphere, and everything began to wither.

It seems that at this moment, the flame sword energy inspired by the Yanlong Divine Sword has lost the slightest temperature, but it makes people feel extremely cold, the kind that is frozen to the heart, freezing to the bone.

This is not the kind of cold that acts on the body, but on the soul, as if people have hallucinations, and the soul has been beheaded dozens of times, like falling into the nine secluded yellow springs.

Bang bang bang! ! !

In an instant, these sword qi burst out and bombarded these grandmasters. The next second, a small bloodshot appeared on their necks, which was difficult to see with the naked eye.

"what!"

Immediately, five or six grandmasters let out shrill screams, and their eyes widened. It seemed that they didn't expect that they would be attacked like this. A sword slashed in silently, and the neck was cut by the sword energy.

With a snap, their heads flew up, like balls, falling to the ground, rolling over and over.

"No, this kid is too strong, we are not opponents at all, and he has treasures on him, so he can't beat him." Seeing several grandmasters being beheaded like chickens, Zhang Ziang and the others were so frightened that their faces turned green.

Especially Zhang Zian and Chen Boning, they felt the deepest feeling. In the previous genius battle, this kid was only a junior in the martial arts realm. Compared with his core students, he didn't know how far he was.

But after a few months passed, he experienced the battlefield of the demon, and he was promoted by leaps and bounds to the second-level realm of the grandmaster. It was a rapid progress.

Now that they face Xia Ping, they no longer have a half-point advantage. Even if they fight with real guns and live ammunition, they will be killed on the spot, and the difference in combat power is huge.

When they think of this, they feel extremely aggrieved. When did this person who was despised by them actually climb on their heads and show off their might.

"Let me all stay." Xia Ping was full of murderous aura. Since he killed so many people, it is absolutely impossible for them to escape, otherwise there will be endless disasters.

Especially the crime of beheading the sinner army, even if there is a giant company that can protect itself, it may suffer a certain degree of suffering.

So, still here, kill these people as soon as possible and eradicate future troubles.