God Level Demon

Chapter 127: The tone is so big that it's boundless

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"Let me stop?" Xia Ping stood with his hand and looked at these students disdainfully: "You thought that a group of people gathered and came to my villa mightily and aggressively, so you could persecute me? Too naive!" "You too!" I don’t want to think about why I dared to collect food from the three areas and ransacked them all, but there was no scum left behind?!" "The reason is very simple, I am not afraid of your trash teamwork at all." "How about going together? I stand here and don't move. , No matter what you beat, you can't make me take a step back." "A few ants gathered together and thought they could challenge the elephant. You are a bit too arrogant!" He stunned the audience, exuding a powerful aura. The spirit force oppressed, and the wind howled, in the eyes of everyone, it was like an unsurpassable mountain. Han Shan and the others were stunned. They didn't expect that this kid was so arrogant, and he dared to say such things in front of so many people, wouldn't he be afraid of angering the crowd? ! "I'm fucking his eighteenth generation, who is so arrogant?! " "This guy is so big that we are ants, and he is an elephant?!" "This bastard is at best the realm of the samurai eighth heaven. With so many of us, which one is weaker than him!" "I don't have much skill, but the tone is very big. I dare to say that even if we beat him, we can't make him take a step back. What does he think he is? Is it Martial Saint?!" "Since he wants to die, we will fulfill him, beat him half to death, and see if he can be so stiff!" Many students were stunned by Xia Ping's words, and all of them exploded with anger in their lungs. So many of them joined hands. Not only was this guy not afraid, but he even dared to mock them face to face and despise them? ! If they don't give this guy a bit of color, who else will look down on them after the game is over. "Go on, kill him." A student roared! Immediately, dozens of students rushed up and surrounded Xia Ping, but Xia Ping stood there, motionless, looking at these students with disdain, as if he hadn't even planned to fight back. Bang bang bang! ! ! These people punched and kicked, attacked various parts of Xia Ping, used all their strength, even used fisting techniques, and they also used unmatched skills, and their strength was unmatched. Han Shan and the others were stunned. Those who came to participate in the qualifiers were at least martial arts fighters above the seventh heaven, the eighth heaven, and even the nineth heaven. Even if the martial artist of the Nine Heavens is attacked by so many people, he will have to flee. If he is one step late, he will be half-dead, and he will be sent directly to the hospital for emergency treatment for half a year. Can he be rescued? But this kid stood there and didn't mean to fight back at all? ! But how did Han Shan and others know the power of Beiming's body protection? ! This is a skill that is stronger when it comes to strength. The power of the same rank can't cause Xia Ping to suffer any harm. On the contrary, it will increase his skill and make him stronger! When he was on Beast Island, Lin Bao, the head of the cheetah regiment with a half-step martial arts realm, could not get him any harm. After two weeks of practice, Xia Ping has become stronger now, and the attacks of these students can only give him Tickling it helps him digest the energy hidden deep in the body of the red blood fruit. "How is it possible? Why is this kid okay, nothing farts?" After being beaten for a long time, a student broke down because he found that this damn Xia Ping was still standing on the spot, motionless, not even a little scarred on his body. arrive. When their fists banged on this person, it was as if they were hitting a ball of sponge, and all their strength was absorbed cleanly, and they couldn't cause any destructive power at all. After being beaten for a long time, the boy was fine, but they were exhausted one by one. After all, they were hungry for a whole day, thirsty and tired, and there was no strength left. "I already said that you are just ants." Xia Ping stood with his hands in his hands, calmly and calmly: "Standing here and being beaten by you, I won't have anything to do. I won't retreat for half a step. Recognize the reality. You are just rubbish." He said these words like a heavy hammer. , A fierce bombardment on the hearts of the top students in these schools. Which of these students is not one of the top ten masters in the school, has long been accustomed to being good, used to beating people who are weaker than himself, and can't defeat an enemy whenever he tries his best. And the other party is not much stronger than himself, just a martial artist eighth heaven powerhouse. "I don't believe it, I don't believe it." "I'm not rubbish, I can't be rubbish." "Damn bastard, I don't believe you are really so strong, you can't beat it anyway." "Pour it to me, pour it to me ." !" A group of students went mad, irritated and frantic, using all the strength of their whole body, madly bombarding Xia Ping's body, with their fists like stamps, exerting their greatest potential in their lives. But the gap is the gap. It is like a gap. No matter how hard it is, tofu cannot be harder than steel. They beat them for a long time, but Xia Ping did nothing. Instead, he let the energy in his body continue to digest, strengthen the true energy in his body, strengthen his body, and temper his body. Finally, their strength is getting weaker and weaker, and they can't make a powerful punch at all. Xia Ping also felt that if this went on, these top students had no effect on their own cultivation, and immediately said impatiently: "After playing for so long, you can't make me take a step back." "I already hate playing this with you. It’s a game , let me go.” With a boom, at this moment, Xia Ping started, like a tyrannosaurus, exploding tens of thousands of kilograms of power with one punch and kick, terrifying destructive power. With a punch, five or six students around were blasted out, hitting the concrete wall one by one, and they couldn't get it out. With a kick, several students were kicked into the air immediately, hanging on the big tree on the side of the road, losing energy. "Get out!" Xia Ping rushed into the crowd, using his exquisite fist technique, with one punch and one kick, it was all natural and extremely powerful. And those students have been beating Xia Ping a long time ago, coupled with being thirsty and tired, their body has no strength at all. How can they stop the fierce and fierce Xia Ping? ! One by one screamed, was beaten to death, and all were knocked to the ground. "This, this!" Han Shan and others were stunned, because after a few breaths, these people who came to look for the smash were all beaten on the ground, like a puddle of mud. There were even a few who were too seriously injured and were directly eliminated. "Hang up these wastes, hang them on the villa, and demonstrate!" Xia Ping waved his hand and ordered Han Shan to hang up all these people with ropes. "Yes, yes, eldest brother!" Seeing this scene, Han Shan and others immediately stood in awe and respected them as gods. Hundreds of people came to ask for trouble, but they weren't the man's opponent. This guy was simply a monster, and he beat all the high schools in Tianshui City with one person.