"You've misunderstood."
Hearing this, Xia Ping sighed. "I'm not worried that I can't escape, but I'm worried that you'll die here today. Why do you have to come here to die?"
He put on a compassionate look.
But these words infuriated everyone present.
"Arrogant, too arrogant."
"And you said we're here to die. Wu Wudi, even if you passed the fifth level of the Tower of Trials, you don't have the right to say such things."
"Do it, crush him completely. Let's see if he still dares to say such big words."
Immediately, the group of people flew into a rage. Their eyes were bloodshot, and they looked like they were fighting bulls.
They had the advantage in numbers, millions of them. No matter how they looked at it, they had the absolute advantage, but this kid actually said they were here to die. If this wasn't arrogance, then what was?
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!!
In an instant, more than a dozen Ten Thousand Poison Clan disciples attacked. Black poisonous gas erupted from their bodies, condensing into poisonous snakes, as if they were endowed with intelligence. They attacked in all directions.
Not only were they extremely fast, but the poisonous gas contained strong toxicity. The surrounding people all retreated in fear, lest they breathed in the poisonous gas and got themselves involved.
Xia Ping didn't even bother to look. He took a step forward, and without any disguise, he struck out with his palm.
Buddhist Divine Power — Merciful Palm!
This palm was golden in color, and a swastika symbol appeared in the center of the palm. Buddhist scriptures could be vaguely seen, as if there were countless Buddhas chanting sutras. Many strange phenomena appeared in the surroundings, and lotus flowers were branded in the void, emitting a fragrance.
It was just a palm. The dozen Ten Thousand Poison Clan disciples didn't know what was happening, but they immediately felt the terrifying power of the palm that could destroy everything.
Dong!
They let out shrill screams, and their bodies shattered like watermelons. They instantly turned into nothingness, leaving the virtual space. Their souls were damaged.
Even when the palm swept out, it blasted hundreds of onlookers away, easily injuring them. The palm wind created a mark that was dozens of kilometers long.
In the end, the palm print stopped on a building that was hundreds of meters tall in the distance. It blasted out a golden palm print, and the reinforced concrete walls appeared in the shape of glass. There was a faint swastika symbol imprinted on it.
The entire skyscraper seemed to be shrouded in golden light, as if it was illuminated by the Buddha's light. It was extremely mystical.
"He's indeed a monster who passed the fifth level of the Panwu Pagoda. His battle prowess far surpasses his peers, and Dharma Dharma can't kill him."
Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked. As the saying goes, once an expert makes a move, one will know whether or not he is real. It doesn't matter how loud you talk. Once you make a move, you will know whether or not you have real ability.
However, Xia Ping's palm strike shocked them completely – it was a palm strike that ordinary Golden Cores could not match.
Even the spectators trembled. This palm strike was truly like a Buddha descending from the void. Buddha light illuminated everything, bringing salvation to all living beings. Countless people were willing to prostrate themselves on the ground and worship it on the spot.
"Wu Wudi!"
Many Arhat clansmen were also astonished. No one was more astonished than them. They considered themselves to be the descendants of Buddhism and had a very deep perception. They knew Buddhist martial arts like the back of their hands.
But when they saw Xia Ping's palm, their hearts were shaken. This was clearly a peerless demon, but he could actually use Buddhist martial arts to such an extent. Could it be that this demon's understanding of Buddhist scriptures was deeper than theirs? But how was that possible?!
They did not want to believe such a ridiculous thing.
"One of us is not his match at all. We must join forces and attack together."
"Immediately set up a large formation and trap him."
"Let's take turns to exhaust his magical power."
"Our people are endless. I don't believe that we can't exhaust him to death."
"Without a doubt, victory will definitely belong to us. This Wu Wudi will definitely die this time."
Everyone was filled with murderous intent. Even though Xia Ping had displayed strength that far exceeded those of the same level, it still could not make them retreat. As the saying goes, two fists are no match for four hands. No matter how powerful this kid was, he was only one person, and it was difficult for him to match so many forces.
"Myriad Poison Peach Blossom Formation!"
Many disciples of the Myriad Poison Clan acted instantly. They appeared in tens of thousands of disciples, scattered everywhere. Each formed a node of the formation, and a terrifying large formation was formed in an instant.
In an instant, the large formation covered dozens of miles, and pink peach blossoms grew in the surroundings. It was as if the area had turned into a peach blossom forest, and it was a riot of colors.
But these were not ordinary peach blossoms, but peach blossoms that contained countless strange poisons in the world. When these peach blossoms fell, they corroded the ground, and even filled the air with poisonous gas that could poison cultivators to death.
Even creatures with poison resistance would be knocked unconscious by these peach blossoms, unable to move.
"Angel Six Direction Formation!"
A group of angels attacked too. They were spread out in six directions, and in an instant, a huge hexagram formation appeared. Endless holy light surged from their bodies.
This huge formation was extremely powerful, and rays of angelic light surged out. This was also known as the Light of Purification. When it was blasted out, it could completely purify the enemy, causing them to disappear into the void.
"Blazing Octagonal Formation!"
This was the attack of the geniuses of the Fire Bear Clan. Terrifying fire magic surged out from their bodies, and a huge fire formation covered the area, absorbing the power of the flames in the air.
"Vajra Demon Subduing Formation!"
The monks of the Luohan Clan also attacked. They were like angry Arhats, displaying the art of subduing demons. Their bodies shone with golden light, as if they were possessed by Buddha.
Rays of Buddha light appeared one after another, piercing through the void. Countless Sanskrit characters appeared, and sutras surged out, turning into vajra, suppressing the world with boundless power.
…
Many forces acted at the same time. One after another, super formations stacked on top of each other. It was as if a world was crushing down on Xia Ping, containing terrifying destructive power. They wanted to suppress Xia Ping in an instant, leaving him no room to fight back.
"Looks like Wu Wudi is dead for sure."
The surrounding onlookers shook their heads and sighed when they saw this. Facing the attack of so many Golden Core Perfected Ones, even if Wu Wudi was a monster who passed the Panwu Trial Tower, he would not be able to escape.
After all, when the number of people reached a certain level, the quantity would lead to a qualitative change.
No matter how monstrous a cultivator was, it was impossible to resist so many people. It was difficult for two fists to fight against four hands.
"Forget it. Since you want to die, I'll fulfill your wish and send you to the Yellow Springs."
Seeing the formation attack him, Xia Ping was not afraid at all. His eyes lit up, and with a whoosh, he took out a Dharma treasure projection — the Reincarnation Brush.
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