"Attack! Attack immediately and kill this brat!"
Hearing these words, Wu An roared. He wanted the four deputy leaders to attack at the same time and kill Ye Futian.
Because as Xia Ping said these words, the aura on his body actually rose steadily. His strength was actually increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye, continuously becoming stronger.
It could be imagined that this brat was clearly using battle to nurture battle, using them as stepping stones to sharpen his martial arts.
If this continued, they would not be able to be Xia Ping's opponent. They had to take advantage of the fact that this brat's aura had not reached its peak state to eliminate him completely.
"Die! Take my sword, Soaring Dragon Nine Style Sword! "
A deputy leader roared angrily. He pulled out a three feet long sword and slashed out. Sword Qi crisscrossed, splitting the heavens and earth. It was as if a flying dragon had soared into the sky and let out a roar.
In the dark starry sky, this sword Qi was like a dragon, containing the might of a dragon, causing people to tremble in fear. It was as if it wanted to swallow an entire planet, its ferocity matchless.
This was a sword divine ability created by a grandmaster of the sword. He had once used this sword technique to chop down a flying dragon with a single strike. Its power was boundless, and the sword Qi was swift and fierce, indestructible.
Although the other party had not fully displayed this sword technique, it still contained a trace of the might of a dragon.
"Wind Thunder Fan!"
Another deputy leader also attacked. A purple fan that was completely jade-like appeared in his hand. There were densely packed rune formations engraved on it.
This was a high-grade spirit weapon, Wind Thunder Fan.
He lightly fanned, and a heaven and earth formation appeared. There was wind and thunder energy in the depths of the formation, constantly entangling together, turning into a wind and thunder dragon.
Roar!
The dragon formed by the wind and thunder energy roared and pounced towards Xia Ping. The surrounding thunder crackled, resounding through the void, containing an extremely strong destructive power.
Along the way, huge meteors were blasted into smithereens. They couldn't stop this force at all, not even for a second.
"Five Poison Flag!"
Another deputy leader took action, bringing out a flag that was completely black, as if it was formed from venom. There seemed to be poisonous scorpions, snakes, insects, centipedes, jellyfishes, and other peerless poisonous mists appearing inside.
This was a high-grade spirit artifact, a demonic path spirit artifact. It was forged by absorbing five kinds of strange poisons in the world and smelting countless rare materials. Its power was tyrannical.
In the past, when this Demonic Artifact moved, the war flag would flutter even though there was no wind. It would immediately emit a monstrous poisonous gas that covered tens of thousands of kilometers. Wherever the poisonous gas went, people and animals would die.
Crash ~ ~
The Deputy Leader channeled his Dharmic powers. With a ferocious look on his face, he activated the Five Poison Flag. Wisps of Poison Qi emerged from his body, forming Poison Qi Talismans that merged with the void and turned into a black fog.
In the blink of an eye, the black mist shrouded Xia Ping completely.
"Fire Lion Spear!"
The last deputy leader roared. He held a red spear in his hand, and his hair was disheveled. He was like a mad lion, and his aura was like a rainbow as he attacked with his spear.
Immediately, in the depths of the void, endless flames gathered and transformed into a Fire Lion. It roared at the sky and produced a terrifying sound wave that spread at a speed visible to the naked eye.
This attack did not only contain the power of flames, but it also contained the power of vibrations. Its destructive power was extremely terrifying. Many meteorites that came into contact with it were immediately shattered into dust and no longer existed.
"Die!"
Wu An did not want to be outdone. Although he had been injured by Xia Ping, it was not a fatal injury. He still had the ability to fight Xia Ping.
He punched out fiercely. The light from his fist shot out in all directions like a divine light, piercing through the void. The power of this punch was actually thirty percent stronger than before. Its power was boundless.
Immediately, the entire void shook, the stars shook, and the Dharmic powers twisted, forming a torrent.
"A firefly dares to compete with the moon?"
Xia Ping was neither happy nor sad. It was as if he was not facing five powerhouses of the Returning Truth Realm, but five ordinary warriors.
He performed a spell with both hands and circulated his Dharmic powers. Suddenly, dark golden runes appeared in the depths of the void, like golden crows from hell. They swam in the void and quickly gathered together, forming a huge furnace.
Bloodline Mystic Ability – Furnace of Hell!
The furnace was densely covered with dark golden runes. There were countless characters of hell on it, as if it was a record of the history of hell. It emitted a majestic, ancient, and noble aura.
These characters of hell even swam around the furnace like evil dragons from hell. They twisted and writhed, as if they were alive, and filled with the aura of hell.
Boom!
In the blink of an eye, the five powerhouses of the Returning Truth Realm attacked at the same time. Their power instantly bombarded the Furnace of Hell and was instantly swallowed up by it.
It was like a stone falling into the sea. There was only a slight ripple, and then it disappeared without a sound.
At the same time, the Furnace of Hell exploded with the power of flames and vibrations, causing ripples to appear in the void. This destructive power swept in all directions, and Wu An and the others were sent flying, coughing up blood on the spot.
"Impossible, what kind of mystic ability is this? A mere Golden Elixir Realm junior can actually withstand the combined attack of five powerhouses of the Returning Truth Realm. Even a sacred mystic ability can't do this. Who are you, who are you?! "
A deputy leader coughed up blood and couldn't help but shout, extremely shocked.
He couldn't accept this truth. Five powerhouses of the Returning Truth Realm joined forces and still couldn't kill this junior. This situation was simply unimaginable.
Even if he was beaten to death, he would never have thought that such a thing would actually happen.
Wu An and the others were inexplicably shocked, and couldn't recover for a long time.
"Who am I? Do you think you have the right to know? Even the God of the Underworld doesn't have the right. "
Xia Ping's body flickered, and a pair of hell crow wings appeared on his back. In an instant, he arrived in front of the deputy leader, and punched out. Instantly, the stars trembled, and the terrifying power of hell gathered in the center of his fist. Countless characters of hell swam, twisted, and seemed to be absorbing the power of hell from the void, and communicating with the plane of hell.
"No, no, no, spare me, spare my dog life. I am willing to be your dog, your dog!" The deputy leader screamed in terror. He felt that he was on the verge of death, and his entire body's aura was locked down.
Facing this punch that seemed to come from the god of hell, he couldn't block it at all. He tried to beg for mercy.
He was a powerhouse of the Returning Truth Realm, and his future was limitless. He had a long life, and maybe in the future, he would have a chance to peek at the Sage Realm. He didn't want to die so tragically.
"It's too late."
Xia Ping's voice sounded out, ethereal, and penetrated people's hearts, like the god of hell's decree.
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