"Hmm!"
Xia Ping raised his eyebrows. The ability of this man in black animal skin was not simple. He was stronger than any True Fire Realm cultivator he had seen before. Every move and every move had been tempered thousands of times. His mana was dense and his combat power was shocking.
However, this was also a very normal thing.
These lost people lived in the Fog Galaxy and stayed on the Five Elements Planet. Danger lurked everywhere and terrifying beasts lurked everywhere. Every day was a life and death crisis.
If they were not careful, they would be eaten by the beasts and turned into feces.
There were even competitions for survival between people of the same race, killing, betrayal, backstabbing, fighting for territory, resources, and treasures. These were common occurrences.
In such a harsh environment, they honed their skills. At the same level, their combat power was not something the disciples of the big sects could compare to.
Therefore, the opponent's first move was a killing move. It contained endless murderous intent and was ready to kill.
"Die!"
The man in the black animal skin looked ferocious. He looked at Xia Ping as if he was looking at an ant. He had trained on this planet for decades and experienced countless life and death situations. He had killed a large number of beasts and learned a lot.
His combat power was so strong that it was unbelievable. How could a newbie in the early stages of the True Fire Realm be his match?
The spear stabbed forward. It was as if it could pierce through the heavens and earth. The airflow swept across thousands of miles and was indestructible.
But even so, such strength was too weak for Xia Ping, who had advanced to the early stages of the True Fire Realm.
In the face of absolute power and overwhelming magic power, any action would be a joke.
It was like an ant that had reached the Transforming Strength stage. No matter how much it evolved, it could not defeat an elephant. This was the difference between races and strength.
Xia Ping stood in the same spot and did not move. He stretched out a finger and suddenly a ball of mana surged out of his body. In an instant, a whirlpool appeared on his finger.
In the center of the whirlpool, talismans appeared. Like a black hole, they spun rapidly and produced a terrifying devouring power. The power of the whirlpool blocked in front of the man in the black animal skin.
Dong!
Instantly, the spear was locked in place, and all of its power turned into nothingness, as if it had been devoured by a black vortex. No matter how hard the black-furred man tried, he was unable to move even half a step forward.
Even the ground he was standing on received a strong impact, instantly creating a huge crater, producing a destructive force that turned the surrounding rocks into powder.
Some of the weaker people were directly sent flying, coughing up blood in mid-air.
"How is this possible?!"
The man in black hide was shocked as he looked at Xia Ping in disbelief. Even a Golden Elixir realm cultivator would not dare to say that he could receive the attack so easily.
But this kid had just used a single finger to turn his spear strike into nothingness. This was too exaggerated.
He felt as if this finger wasn't a finger, but rather an enormous pillar that could support the heavens. It was a mountain, a divine elephant, and an archaic deity. It was incomparably majestic and full of pressure.
"Not good, stop!"
The scarred man shouted. He could sense a fatal killing intent coming from Xia Ping. It was like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, creating many strange phenomena that could cause one's soul to hallucinate.
He wanted to stop it, but it was already too late.
Xia Ping punched out with his left hand. This punch contained the power of thunder, and countless lightning runes gathered on his fist. It was incomparably fast, and its trajectory was like a wriggling bolt of lightning.
"No!"
The man's pupils constricted. He wanted to dodge, but this punch was just too fast, and he was only a few meters away from Xia Ping.
With such a fast speed and such a short distance, how could he block it?
Bang!
He didn't even have time to scream. The punch arrived, and his body instantly exploded, turning into a bloody mist. With a crashing sound, the ground was dyed red.
The punch even traveled for dozens of miles, and half of a mountain that was hundreds of meters tall in the distance was instantly blown away. Along the way, there was a terrifying crack that stretched for dozens of miles.
There was lightning in the air, and there was a burning smell from the friction of the punch.
"Xu Wu!"
Seeing that Xu Wu had been blown up by Xia Ping, the group of lost people stared at Xia Ping as if they wanted to kill him. They were like a group of beasts, and it was very frightening.
"B * stard, how dare you kill my men. You're courting death!"
The scarred man was furious. This kid was simply too arrogant. He actually dared to kill his men in front of him, the leader, a dignified Perfected Golden Elixir Realm.
Did he really think that he was a paper tiger that didn't dare to kill?!
Even though he was worried that this kid might have some trump cards, it didn't matter now. He didn't believe that he, a dignified Perfected Golden Elixir Realm, couldn't kill a True Fire Realm cultivator.
No matter what trump cards this brat had, or what powerful means he had, he had to die today.
Whoosh!
In an instant, he immediately pulled out a treasure saber. It was a middle-grade spiritual weapon — Demonic Saber Firmament!
Suddenly, the appearance of this demonic saber was like the appearance of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. Blood was everywhere, and there were many ghostly shadows. It was unknown how much resentment, hostility, and demonic aura had accumulated.
Without a doubt, this was a demonic weapon. It was unknown how many people's blood was used to forge this magical weapon.
This scarred man was undoubtedly a peerless demon, the kind that killed people like flies. Otherwise, he wouldn't have used such a demonic weapon, and it wouldn't be so compatible.
Fortunately, he didn't agree to join his tribe. Otherwise, he would also be killed by this demon using all kinds of tricks. He might even become a dead soul under his saber, never to be reincarnated.
"Die!"
The scar-faced man slashed out with his saber, and a blood-colored saber Qi blasted out from mid-air. This saber Qi seemed to be formed by many blood-colored talismans, and each blood-colored talisman was like a skull.
This saber aura contained endless resentment, hostility, and demonic aura. Once it hit the enemy, not only could it corrode their spiritual power, but it could also corrode their soul, causing them to fall into an endless purgatory.
"Bell of Chaos!"
Xia Ping immediately activated the Bell of Chaos. It immediately appeared above Xia Ping's head, and immediately activated a wave of energy. In an instant, it formed densely packed talismans, like a five-colored light screen, instantly blocking his body.
Bang!
This blood-colored saber aura blasted down and hit the five-colored light screen. Clanging sounds were heard, and dazzling sparks were produced. It produced an extremely strong impact, causing Xia Ping to retreat continuously.
He slid across the ground for a few miles, forcibly creating a terrifying crack. Only then did he withstand it.
However, even though the impact was very shocking, it couldn't break through the defense of the Bell of Chaos.
"Impossible, it can actually block my Demonic Saber Firmament!"
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