"Damn it! Damn it!"
Seeing so many of his companions die, the leader of the Wind Chasing Bandits, Kou Gao, could not take it anymore. His expression turned sinister as he glared at Xia Ping. "I've really misjudged you.
"But you've killed so many of my companions. You must die! You must die!"
Royal Martial Technique — Phantom Wind Saber Technique!
With a boom, Kou Gao drew his saber and slashed at Xia Ping. The Quintessential Essence of a fourth-layer Martial Master burst out from his body, shaking the entire village.
He brandished his saber. His entire body seemed to have become the center of a tornado. Countless air currents were controlled by his power and gathered at the tip of the saber.
In the blink of an eye, countless air currents condensed into small saber Qi. They were indestructible. Indistinctly, the cries of evil spirits could be heard in the air.
The people at the side could see wisps of black aura surging out from Kou Gao's body. It was extremely evil, horrifying, and vicious. Once an ordinary person came into contact with it, even their mental power would be contaminated.
The ground was cut by the wind blades and immediately shattered. Countless cracks appeared and crushed stones flew in all directions like a spiderweb, densely distributed in all directions. Snapping sounds rang out.
Xia Ping's eyes revealed a cold gleam. He took a step forward and punched out!
Immovable Buddha's Palm!
This palm was many times stronger than when he was in the Martial Disciple Realm. Quintessential Essence condensed into a huge golden palm. It looked like it was made of gold and was extremely heavy.
The lines on the golden palm seemed to be extremely clear at this moment. Each line contained a trace of Buddha's power and emitted waves of Buddha's Sanskrit.
Rings of dark red flames even appeared around the golden palm. The holy and evil powers intertwined, like the fusion of Buddha's power and demon's power. It contained an unparalleled might.
"Damn it, what kind of power is this?"
Kou Gao was shocked. He was clearly an expert of the fourth-layer Martial Master. His opponent was at most a second-layer Martial Master. In terms of martial realm and Quintessential Essence, he should be stronger.
However, this palm strike contained an irresistible mental power. It came crashing down like a tidal wave, causing his soul to experience terrifying hallucinations.
He felt that his opponent was not a human but a ruler of hell. It carried the power of judgment and wanted to send him to the eighteenth layer of hell to suffer for eternity.
Dong!
With a slap of his palm, the countless blade auras in front of him were instantly torn apart, shattering the wind blades inch by inch. Even the huge blade in Bandit's hand was shaken into a pile of scrap iron by this tyrannical force.
"Ahhhh!!"
Kou Gao let out a blood-curdling screech. His entire body was sent flying by this force. In an instant, he was sent flying for dozens of meters before smashing into a mountain wall in the distance.
Immediately, a huge palm print with a diameter of more than ten meters appeared on the huge mountain wall. Flames burned the surrounding rocks, turning them into a large amount of lava.
Just like that, Kou Gao was slammed against the mountain wall like a fly. He couldn't help but spit out a large mouthful of blood. His internal organs were severely injured, and his combat power was reduced by more than half.
"It can't be."
The remaining Windchaser Bandits were terrified. Originally, they thought that their boss would be able to deal with this arrogant brat. However, they didn't expect that they wouldn't even be a match for a single move from this brat.
With just one palm, Xiao Chen smashed their boss, Kou Gao, into the wall like a mosquito. If not for the strong lifeforce of a Martial Master and the toughness of his bones, he would have been smashed to death long ago.
It could be said that this kind of strength was extremely terrifying.
When the surrounding Windchaser Bandits felt Xia Ping's aura, they all trembled in fear. This kind of aura was like that of a demonic god. None of them were a match for this brat.
With a plop, a bald man immediately knelt on the ground toward Xia Ping. He cried bitterly and begged for mercy, "Hero, please spare us. Please spare our lowly lives."
"Actually, it's not that we wanted to be bandits. We were forced to do so by this world."
"To think that I used to be a good citizen who knew my place and was conscientious in my work. However, my boss, who was a son of a bitch, beat me and scolded me every day. He treated me like a dog and maliciously deducted my wages. What's worse was that he seduced my wife and made me a cuckold. Thus, in a fit of rage, on a dark and windy night, I killed the adulterous couple. "
"That's why I had no choice but to run away and become a bandit. The reason why I went around robbing merchant groups was to make a living. We are essentially good people, good people. "
"If you can spare our lives, we will definitely know our place and never come out to do bad things again."
He continuously kowtowed until his forehead was bleeding. He looked extremely pitiful, hoping that Xia Ping would spare his lowly life.
Bang!
Before he could finish his words, Xia Ping slapped him. A tyrannical force exploded, instantly smashing the bald man's head into smithereens. His internal organs were also shattered.
The terrifying flames engulfed the bald man's body in an instant. In just a few breaths, the bald man's corpse was burned to ashes.
"F * ck, are you still human?"
One of the Windchaser Bandits shouted, "Didn't you see how pitiful he was? He was beaten, scolded, and even made a cuckold. He had no choice but to become a bandit. You didn't even intend to listen to him and just killed him with a slap. Do you still have a conscience? "
The surrounding Windchaser Bandits' faces turned green. They had thought that this brat was a student and had a conscience. Perhaps he would have some sympathy for them. As long as he said some bitter words, he would be able to live.
At the very least, he would have hesitated in his heart. This would give them a chance to escape.
After all, some students with a sense of justice would do that.
But who would have thought that this bastard was cold-blooded and heartless? He didn't even intend to listen to them and just killed the bald man with a slap. It was clean and neat. He was even more vicious than them.
One could totally imagine that the brainless look he had in Western Wilderness City was definitely an act. This kind of acting was enough to win the title of best actor.
"What does it have to do with me?"
Xia Ping looked at the ashes on the ground and said, "I don't care what grievances you have. I just accepted a mission to kill you. That's all."
"If you have grievances and are unhappy, go complain to Hades. That's his job."
This bald man had a tragic life and died unjustly. But were those who were killed by the Windchaser Bandits wronged? Were they worthy of sympathy?
Just because he had a pitiful life, everything he did was right and everything he said was right. What a joke. How could there be such logic in this world?
He couldn't be bothered with who was right and who was wrong. Those who blocked his path should all die. That was all.
"This bastard!"
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