"Yes, yes, yes, run, we must run!"
Hearing this, Lu Weihai was like a chicken pecking at rice, his face pale. He couldn't resist the Knife Scar's strength at all and was carried away like a chicken.
"Young master Lu, as long as we get out of this brat's attack range, no matter how strong he is, he won't be able to kill us." The scarred man was very clear that even if all his brothers were dead, as long as he could save the Lu Family's young master and obtain the friendship of this Lu Family's direct descendant, then his future would be worry-free and he would definitely be able to achieve meteoric success.
As for his dead brothers, he couldn't do anything about it. If you want to kill someone, then you have to be prepared to be killed.
In a few breaths, they were four to five hundred meters away, completely out of Xia Ping's attack range.
"Just you wait."
Lu Weihai clenched his teeth, his eyes revealing a deep killing intent, "When I return to the Lu Family, I will immediately mobilize the Lu Family's personal guards to kill you and tear you into pieces. Even the people around you will not be spared."
"Not a single one will be spared!"
In his entire life, he had never suffered such humiliation. To be defeated like this twice in a row was a great humiliation that he would never forget for the rest of his life.
No matter what, he had to kill this brat and wash away his humiliation!
"Oh no, Lu Weihai escaped." Jiang Yaru and the others were extremely anxious. They knew that if Lu Weihai escaped, they would be in big trouble.
After all, Lu Weihai was a direct descendant of the Lu Family. Right now, they were already enemies. If they let him escape like this, who knew what kind of trouble it would bring.
Perhaps as soon as they left the Gloomy Corpse Mountains, they would be hunted down by the Lu Family.
"He can't escape."
A sliver of cold light flashed through Xia Ping's eyes as killing intent surged. He immediately pulled out the Moon Shooting Bow from his Space Ring. Nocking an arrow, he aimed it at the scarred man and locked onto him with his spirit.
He took a step forward and circulated the Zhen Qi in his dantian. A tyrannical Zhen Qi surged out and infused into the Moon Shooting Bow. Immediately, the entire bow let out a buzzing sound, as if there were inscriptions vibrating and emitting a golden light.
At this moment, Xia Ping's spiritual power seemed to be immersed in the treasured bow. It was as if he had once again entered the power of the extreme realm, reaching the realm of 'man and bow as one'.
He could sense that at this moment, the entire world was in a state of silence. The mountains, the earth, the rivers, and the wind seemed to have fused with his spiritual power.
Xiu!
In an instant, the arrow immediately shot out, which contained the tyrannical power of Xia Ping's Innate Qi, like lightning, tearing through the air, it was impossible to see the shadow of the arrow, such a speed has exceeded the level of ordinary human retina to capture.
"What?!"
The knife-scarred man was still fleeing, but all of a sudden, his instincts as a Martial Artist at the Eighth Heaven Realm made his hair stand on end. It seemed that a strong sense of danger was approaching.
But he had no idea what was going on. He instinctively turned around, only to discover a black light appearing in front of his eyes.
In the next second, the black light penetrated his head.
Bang!
The knife-scarred man did not even have the chance to scream. His forehead was instantly penetrated, and a huge bloody hole appeared. Even his body was moved by this powerful force.
Under the effect of inertia, his body flew up like a football, and suddenly smashed into a hard mountain wall opposite him. With a crack, a human-shaped hole was formed, gravel flew everywhere, and smoke and dust billowed.
"This is too exaggerated."
Feng Hetang and the others were dumbfounded. They all watched helplessly as the scarred man died on the spot. His head was pierced by a black arrow, and he was nailed to the mountain wall just like that. Blood dripped down from his head.
They also saw that the knife-scarred man's eyes were wide open, and there was a trace of disbelief, a trace of unwillingness, and a trace of regret in his pupils. How could he have thought that he would die like this?!
He was clearly hundreds of meters away, out of the opponent's attack range, but he still died. He could not escape, and an arrow pierced through his head.
"The power of the extreme state is indeed powerful." After shooting this arrow again, Xia Ping felt that his control of the power of the extreme state had become more proficient. Just this arrow alone could surpass three levels, and it would not be a problem to kill a martial artist at the ninth level.
However, such an arrow consumed too much Genuine Qi power. With the current Genuine Qi power, he could at most shoot three arrows. If he wanted to kill other martial artists after shooting three arrows, it would be a little troublesome. It could be said that it was impossible.
Therefore, this could only be used as a trump card. When facing a skilled and powerful enemy, it could not be used.
After all, if a martial artist did not have Genuine Qi, it was like a car without fuel. No one knew how weak they would become, and anyone could kill a martial artist.
"Damn it!" Seeing that even the knife-scarred man was killed by an arrow, Lv Weihai was so scared that his face turned pale. He rolled and crawled, not daring to stay at all, and quickly fled into the distance.
Swoosh!
Xia Ping's figure flickered, and he used the Kun Peng Steps, leaped a distance of hundreds of meters, and hit the air with his palm.
With a bang, like the morning bell and evening drum, it bombarded Lv Weihai's body. Immediately, he was like a dead dog that was slapped to the ground, flying for hundreds of meters.
In the end, Lv Weihai fell to the ground, coughing blood non-stop, and a huge human-shaped pit appeared on the ground.
Xia Ping took another step forward, arriving in front of Lv Weihai, and looked down at him from above.
"What are you trying to do, what are you trying to do?!"
Lv Weihai put on a strong front, and shouted loudly, "Do you know that I am from the Lv Clan? Do you know that I am Lv Weihai? If you dare to kill me, my father will not let you off, and my Lv Clan will not let you off either. "
"When that time comes, not only you, but even your family, your friends, will all die. Do you understand?"
He tried to threaten Xia Ping.
"I understand."
Xia Ping nodded, and looked at him just like that.
"You, you know?" Lv Weihai was stunned, a little at a loss, not knowing what Xia Ping meant.
Xia Ping condescendingly said, "Yes, I know, but you still have to die."
Hearing this, Lv Weihai suddenly understood. This brat knew that he was Lv Weihai, and also knew that he was from the Lv Clan. He was also very clear about the power of the Lv Clan, a King Clan.
It was precisely because he knew, that he had to die.
As long as he died in the Gloomy Corpse Mountain Range, no one would know how he, Lv Weihai, died. Even the Lv Clan would not be able to find any clues, and even their enemies would not be able to find any clues.
Therefore, it was impossible for him to not die.
"No, no, no!!!" Lv Weihai screamed in fear. Understanding this, he tried to struggle.
But how could he struggle? His palm was destroyed by Xia Ping. What did he mean by not having the slightest bit of strength, and with such a short distance, wanting to dodge was simply impossible.
Xia Ping's palm came down from the sky, and with a peng sound, it hit Lv Weihai's head. A huge force exploded, and immediately, the top of his head was shattered, and blood flowed from his seven orifices.
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