Seeing the death of two Golden Core masters, Lu Wen clearly could not suppress the anger in his heart and stared at Xia Ping: "You actually dare to kill my Wan Du Clan's disciples? Do you know that every time a Wan Du Clan disciple dies, a spiritual imprint will be left on the enemy's body? The stronger the strength, the more terrifying the spiritual imprint left.
If you kill enough Wan Du Clan disciples, you will be left with the eternal curse of Wan Du Clan. At that time, your soul will be like the sun in the universe, constantly emitting light.
If any Wan Du Clan disciple meets you, they will know that you are our life and death enemy. They will not fear death to kill you and use all kinds of methods to find trouble with you like a mad dog.
If the matter is serious, even a Saint will choose to kill you. Even if you have the support of a Saint, it is useless. Are you sure you want to be an enemy of my Wan Du Clan?! "
"What nonsense, at this time, we are all life and death enemies, why are you still talking about being an enemy? If you have the guts, come and kill me. You don't have enough strength and you want to talk about rules with me, it is simply a fool's dream. "
Xia Ping's figure flickered and instantly appeared behind Lu Wen, punching out again.
"Heavenly Soul Devouring Fist!"
Lu Wen punched back, terrifying demonic qi surged out from his body, in the depths of the void, densely packed demonic characters appeared, condensing into demon skeletons, emitting a deep, terrifying, evil, all-devouring aura and so on.
This was not the Wan Du Clan's divine ability, but a supreme demonic path divine ability he obtained from some ruins. It had the power to devour the heavens and the earth, with one punch, even the soul would be devoured, sinking into eternal oblivion.
Dong!
The two fists collided, producing a terrifying destructive power, like the ringing of a bell, producing circle after circle of condensed ripples, spreading out in all directions, shaking the surrounding mountains to crack and collapse.
Xia Ping also took a step back, feeling his qi and blood roiling.
"Great, Eldest Senior Brother, you finally beat this kid a step back."
A group of Wan Du Clan disciples were extremely excited: "Looks like Eldest Senior Brother's Divine Ability, Heaven's Net Soul Devouring Fist, has already been trained to the pinnacle, it has the power to break the vacuum. Let's attack together and quickly kill this little bastard and eradicate future troubles."
Green ox and Korin were speechless when they heard these words. A dignified Golden Core Perfected Master only took a step back from a cultivator in the middle stage of True Fire Realm, they were actually excited to this extent. It was too shameful, was there any dignity as a Golden Core Perfected Master?
But how could the two of them know the fear of this group of Thousand Poison Clan disciples? Xia Ping's battle achievements previously were too shocking. He killed two Golden Core Perfected Ones with just a few punches and kicks.
In their eyes, Xia Ping was not a True Fire Realm cultivator at all, but a peak Golden Elixir Realm cultivator. He was on the same level as them, or even the kind of peerless demon that was invincible among those of the same level.
Clan disciples were a little despair, even Golden Dan Xia Xia. Golden Core Perfected Wen. Golden Dan of Sect of Dao Core Cultivators, Wen was not even of Golden Master.
But it was different now. Lu Wen had personally attacked and forced this kid to take a step back. He was completely capable of fighting and resisting.
If they, the Wan Du Clan disciples, joined forces, they would definitely be able to beat Wu Wudi to death.
"Hmph."
Lu Wen was also very proud, "You have a good eye. This martial divine ability is the unique skill of the ancient demonic sect Tian Luo Sect. It has the power of ghosts and gods. No matter what defensive technique it is, it is like tofu in front of this fist technique. It can be broken with one punch.
And every time it kills an enemy, it will devour a part of the enemy's soul as nourishment, constantly strengthening the power of this fist technique. The more people it kills, the stronger it is, and the more terrifying the power of this fist technique.
Wu Wudi, you should obediently become a sacrifice for my fist technique. How dare you provoke Wan Du Clan. You don't even know how to write the word 'death'. You will regret it when you go to hell. "
His clothes fluttered without any wind, surging with a terrifying demonic aura. There seemed to be thousands of ghosts behind him, as if they were all enemies he had killed, letting out miserable cries.
"Die, Wu Wudi. You dare to be like a mantis trying to stop a chariot in front of me. This will be the cause of your death today! Heaven's Net Soul Devouring Fist, sink, fall, die! "Lu Wen attacked instantly.
He threw out three punches in a row, completely displaying the supreme mystery of the Heaven's Net Soul Devouring Fist, sink, fall, die!
After the three punches, it was as if there was an Asura from hell, pulling the enemy's soul into the depths of hell, constantly devouring it, unable to resist, and completely sinking.
The surrounding Wan Du Clan disciples were also shocked. Although this martial divine ability was not targeted at them, the range of this fist technique was so large that it even created illusions.
They also felt their souls being pulled by the emissary of hell, falling into endless illusions, completely sinking, falling, and unknowingly dying.
"Mantis trying to stop a chariot?! What a frog at the bottom of a well. How dare a mere Heaven's Net Soul Devouring Fist flaunt in front of me?! You have no idea what's good for you! "Xia Ping snorted coldly and stretched out his claw.
Hell's Golden Crow Claw!
The power of this claw was several times more terrifying than before. This was the power of the awakened one million Golden Crow of Hell cells. Dense flame characters appeared on the giant claw, like ancient scriptures.
It contained extreme flame energy, destructive energy, and seemed to be able to tear the void.
Clang!
In an instant, this claw tore the Heaven's Net Soul Devouring Fist apart. A Hell Asura was blown up on the spot, torn apart, clawed to death, and its body was torn into pieces.
The demonic aura that filled the void, under the burning of the Golden Crow of Hell flames, quickly turned into ashes, sizzling.
This claw could not even be blocked, directly hitting Lu Wen's body.
"Ah!"
Lu Wen let out a shrill scream, his entire body was blasted away, blood dripping from his chest. A terrifying power exploded in his body, shaking thousands of times, and his lungs were severely injured.
But he was a cultivator at the peak of the Golden Core Realm, after all. His divine ability was amazing, and he had a mid-grade spirit artifact defensive magic treasure on him, so he could barely withstand this attack and not die on the spot.
But after this attack, he also clearly knew that Wu Wudi was a monster, and he was no match for Wu Wudi at all. His own strength could not shake this monster at all.
"Senior Brother Lu!"
Qin She and the others were worried and panicked, afraid that Lu Wen would be crushed to death by Xia Ping's claw. Seeing that Lu Wen was still breathing, they were relieved.
After all, Lu Wen was the son of a Thousand Poison Clan Elder. If they were in this place, they were afraid that they would also be in trouble, and the Elder would vent his anger on them.
"This guy is a monster, a devil, not a human at all. Everyone attack together, set up a Thousand Poison Jellyfish Array, and completely poison him to death here. I want him to die without a whole corpse."
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