God Level Demon

"Feng Shixiong!"

Seeing that Feng Zhe was beaten on the ground by a punch, life and death did not know, the two disciples of the Guiyuan School were shocked. They looked at Xia Ping, and his eyes showed a murderous murder.

"Dare to hurt Master Feng, go to hell."

"And he **** anything, kill him immediately!"

The two looked at each other and shot instantly, one left and one right, killing them, like lightning.

"roll!"

Xia Ping does not look at it, raising his hand is a punch, black swirling ripple punch!

Immediately, the air in the air has a burst of ripples, like ripples, the layers are passed, and the layers of power are superimposed and continuously improved.

"what!"

The eyes of the two men were horrified, and they found that their fists seemed to be swallowed up by the whirlpool, and there was no trace left, even their bodies were controlled.

In the next second, the punches penetrated into it, and their bodies were immediately shot and flew out. Like lightning strikes, the horrible ripples directly injured their internal organs.

With a bang, they seemed to fall on the ground like a football, slid across the earth, and slid for two or three kilometers. Finally, they were slammed onto a hill, and they smashed a humanoid hole and shattered stones.

The two were also foaming at the mouth, immediately fainted, unconscious, and had no power to fight.

"Oh my God, the three disciples of the Guiyuan School have been beaten."

"Just kidding, who is the big disciple, how can this Wutaidou be so powerful?"

"Yes, isn't he a loose man? And it is the cultivation of the early days of the mood. It can't be Feng Zhe's opponent, but now it is this virtue."

"Is this Feng Zhe a parallel?" In fact, it is not very powerful."

"Fart, Feng Zhe is not terribly powerful. Are you not sure about these days? His strength is beyond doubt."

"But if this is the case, then what is the defeat of Feng Zhe's Wu Taidou."

Everyone was shocked and stunned. They couldn't believe that they saw this scene. The great disciple Feng Zhe was actually killed and killed by the scattered training that he could not look down upon.

Even the two disciples of the Guiyuan School tried to join in the sneak attack, but they were also beaten by a punch, and they did not fight back. This kind of combat power is beyond their imagination.

When will the dispersal be powerful to this point.

They were still despising this kid before, thinking that it was just a waste that would hold their thighs. If the defeat of Feng Zhe’s Wu Taidou is waste, then those people who are even worse than Feng Zhe, aren’t they even cheaper? !

"Wu Da brother is really powerful."

Wang Chen and others are very excited. They have long known that Xia Ping is an unfathomable warrior, but they can't be sure how good Xia Ping is before they see it.

Really seeing Xia Ping show strength, they are just like everyone else, they are all shocked.

It is clear that everyone is a practitioner of the mood, but Xia Ping is much more powerful than them. It seems that it is not a tyrannical creature living in the same dimension.

Liu Rulan's expression is very calm, because she and Xia Ping have been together for more than a month, and she has long known that this man is a metamorphosis guy, even in her heyday, it is not the opponent of this man.

However, she also secretly felt that the gap between the extraterrestrial demons is also very large, not that every demon outside the domain is so powerful as this se embryo, but also has a level difference.

Snapped!

Xia Ping went forward and looked at Feng Zhe, and looked at him like this.

"Damn, **** bastard, actually dare to make me like this." Feng Zhe struggled, staring at Xia Ping with hatred, like a wounded beast.

"Give me a wait, offend you, you are not going to end, wait until I will let you die, let you die."

He was crazy and was beaten by Xia Ping, and he was still in front of so many people. This made him lose his face and was greatly shameful.

A shame like this can only be cleaned with blood.

"It is estimated that you can't see that day, because you have to die now." Xia Ping's tone is very light, very calm, but calm enough to make people around.

In particular, Feng Zhe, he felt the whole body cold, as the temperature dropped to minus 30 degrees, even the air vapor is about to be frozen.

He knows that this kid is not kidding, he really wants to kill himself.

At this time, he was finally scared, and his body was shaking. He shouted: "Fan, brother, come, save me, someone wants to kill, want to kill your brother."

He shouted for help and the sound spread a few miles away.

"I want to ask for help? No one can save you." Xia Ping said lightly.

Feng Zhe shouted: "Wu Taidou, are you crazy? What is your identity, what is my identity? If you dare to kill me, you will definitely become a deadly enemy."

"When you leave the blood soul continent, the whole universe has no place for you. Do you know where you are? You should think about this consequence."

He threatened Xia Ping, both hard and soft, and hoped to scare Xia Ping with the identity of Guiyuan.

"Become a deadly enemy to return to the Yuan Dynasty? You can't help yourself too much. If you believe that you have killed you, you will not pay for it. You can only die in white. No one will drop a tear for you."

Xia Ping sneered.

Feng Zhe's body is cold, he knows that this Wutaidou's words are not false words, although he is a disciple of the Yuanyuan school, but the problem is that there are too many disciples of the Yuanyuan faction, and there are billions of people, and what is dead is nothing, no harm. .

If he is a saint disciple, his status is not the same, but unfortunately, he is just an ordinary disciple, and he can't let the Guiyuan faction do his best for his death.

"This friend, his men."

At this time, there was a sound coming from a distance. Immediately, a white robe man with a long sword volleyed and flew directly, and his body exudes a breath like an abyss.

This man has a spiritual cultivation and has the power to suppress everything.

"Fan Ming brother, fast, come over, kill this daring scorpion, and immediately kill him."

Seeing this person appearing, with a huge backing, Feng Zhe suddenly rejoiced, immediately slammed up and snarled: "He just dared to threaten me, no one in the eyes, when I returned to the Yuan, no one. Don't kill him, I will return to the Yuanpai face. Nothing."

He is as good as Mount Tai, and there are gods who practice the support of the practitioners. He is not afraid of everything.

"dead!"

Xia Ping did not look at it, but pointed to the past and aimed at Feng Zhe's forehead.

"Damn, kid, what do you want to do, don't hurry up and stop, you dare to kill me to the Yuanpai disciple?!" The white robe man saw Xia Ping's move and his face changed.

However, he is too far away from Xia Ping, and even if he has a spiritual realm, he can't stop it.

"you!"

Feng Zhe was awkward. He didn't even think that he had come to the Yuanpai brothers. The practitioners with the gods were used to suppress the audience, but the boy dared to do it.

With a bang, this temperament runs through his forehead.

Hey!

The next second, the blood splashed, he had a blood hole in his forehead, blood dripping, his eyes wide, but the depth of the pupil quickly lost his look.

Feng Zhe, dead!

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