No matter how arrogant Scorpion Thirteen was, Xia Ping still threw the three miniature nuclear bullets. His power was great, and the angle was accurate as he smashed them towards Scorpion Thirteen.
At the same time, he quickly entered the space within the spatial ring and hid.
"Block it! Block it immediately!" Scorpion Thirteen's face turned green as he quickly fled into the distance. At the same time, he controlled the Demon King Talisman in an attempt to block the three miniature nuclear bullets.
The energy puppet had no emotions and did not know fear. With a swoosh, it immediately flew up and wrapped around the three miniature nuclear bullets.
Bang!
The three miniature nuclear bullets immediately exploded, shaking everything within a ten kilometer radius. A terrifyingly deep pit immediately appeared in the center of the explosion. The pit was several tens of meters deep, and the surrounding boulders were all blasted into powder.
A black mushroom cloud instantly rose into the air, and a terrifying heat filled the surroundings. The ground also began to crack, extending for several kilometers.
Although the power of the three miniature nuclear bullets was not as great as the explosion of the Sky Demon's formation, it was still an unparalleled power for a Grandmaster.
In an instant, the energy puppet was blown into pieces. The energy of the Demon King Talisman was used up, and it disappeared from the world.
Scorpion Thirteen was also hit by the huge energy and was sent flying a few kilometers away. He fiercely smashed into a mountain wall in the distance, creating a huge pit with rubble rolling down.
However, because the energy puppet went forward to block it, the power of the three nuclear bullets was reduced by more than half. Scorpion Thirteen was only slightly injured and did not die from the explosion.
With a swoosh, Xia Ping once again came out of the spatial ring after sensing that Scorpion Thirteen was still alive. He chased after him, "Tsk tsk, you actually survived the explosion of three miniature nuclear bullets. As expected of the Demon Race. Let's not talk about your battle prowess, your life force is really tenacious, comparable to a cockroach."
He was very emotional. Even this couldn't kill Scorpion Thirteen. The life force of the Demon Race was really too tenacious.
"Human, don't go too far."
Scorpion Thirteen struggled with a terrified expression, "My father is the Demon King of the seventy-two caves. If you kill me, do you know how big of a disaster it will be?"
"A war will break out between the human race and the Demon Race. At that time, you will be the main culprit. No one will let you go."
"Even my father, the Black Scorpion King, will not let you go. Even if you enter deep into human territory, he will still capture you and kill you."
His tone was full of threat, trying to intimidate Xia Ping.
"Oh, then tell your father to kill me. I'll wait here."
Xia Ping was expressionless as he slammed his palm down from the sky. He did not care about Scorpion Thirteen's threat at all. A terrifying shockwave spread out like a ferocious bear descending.
Against such an enemy, he would never let the tiger return to the mountain.
Moreover, killing a Demon King's descendant would cause a war between the Demon Race and the Human Race. This brat really thought too highly of himself.
Not to mention the death of a demon monarch's descendant, even if a demon monarch died, war would not break out easily.
After all, it had only been a hundred years since the war between the Human Clan and the Demon Clan. Both sides had suffered heavy losses and were still licking their wounds. How could they choose to go to war over such a small matter?
Scorpion Thirteen thought too highly of his intelligence if he wanted to fool him.
"Madman!"
Seeing this, Scorpion Thirteen knew that his words could not scare Xia Ping. He operated the demonic energy on his body, and with a bang, the poisonous aura on his body exploded.
With his body as the center, a radius of one kilometer was filled with a black poisonous aura. All living beings within this radius would be quickly poisoned to death. Not even a blade of grass would grow. Even the ground seemed to have been corroded and turned into a black swamp.
This was the Scorpion Race's secret technique. It could release all the poisonous aura on his body in an instant and poison the enemy to death. Thus, he would have a chance to escape. This escape technique was almost always successful.
However, to use this secret technique, one had to pay a huge price and consume their life force. However, in order to survive, it was worth it to sacrifice a bit of life force.
"Burn!"
Xia Ping operated the Pure Yang Immortal Art. The flames on his body immediately exploded and covered his body. With a whoosh, the surrounding poisonous mist was burned to ashes, purifying the area within a radius of several hundred meters.
And because of this delay, Scorpion Thirteen managed to escape more than a kilometer.
"Damn, even this poison can't kill him. What a monster!" Scorpion Thirteen cursed. Although he already knew that his poison couldn't kill Xia Ping, he still had some hope in his heart.
However, seeing that Xia Ping was still standing in the same place, alive and unharmed, he still felt wronged.
"Just you wait."
Scorpion Thirteen clenched his teeth, "Wait until I escape from here. I swear that I will use all means to take revenge. At that time, whether it's you or your family, they will all die with you."
"I will exterminate your entire family!"
He was a petty person who would seek revenge for the smallest grievance. He was narrow-minded, cruel, and merciless. Anyone who offended him would think of all means to take revenge until the other party was all dead.
"Want to run?!"
Xia Ping's eyes revealed a trace of coldness. With a swoosh, he immediately took out the Hell Spear. He stood on the ground and immersed his mind power into it.
He held the Hell Spear tightly in his right hand. The black aura on it surged as if the power of hell was coming out. The inscriptions on the spear emitted a black light that was extremely evil.
Boom!
In the blink of an eye, he smashed the spear in Scorpion Thirteen's direction with one hand. The Hell Spear tore through the air. There was a violent rotation of True Yuan on it, forming a strong wind.
"What?!"
Before Scorpion Thirteen could figure out what was going on, the black spear was immediately thrown over. With a dong sound, it instantly pierced through his body's demonic power and pierced through his chest.
Blood immediately splattered everywhere, and a large amount of blood sprayed out.
At that moment, his body froze in midair as if he was nailed by the spear in midair. The Hell Spear pierced through his body and crazily rotated.
"This, this!"
Scorpion Thirteen's eyes widened as if he couldn't believe it. An intense pain instantly spread to his head. At that moment, he finally realized that his heart had been pierced by the spear.
"Damn it!" Scorpion Thirteen let out a long roar of grief and indignation. He was the descendant of the Black Scorpion King. He had a boundless future and was a great monster that would inherit the throne of the Black Scorpion King.
He even had a trace of hope to control the Wanyao Mountain and rule over thousands of monsters. But now, he was actually killed by a lowly human who pierced his heart with a spear.
All of his great ambitions, all of his ambitions, and all of his plans were shattered by this spear. How could he be willing to accept this?!
However, no matter how unwilling he was, he couldn't avoid the fate of death.
With a bang, his corpse fell from the sky and smashed onto the ground.
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