Martial Arts Supernatural Power-Storm Dragon Spear!
In an instant, the real person of Xuantianmen Jindan attacked him with Zhangba's spear, and pierced out with a spear.
Endless winds gathered in the spears, the runes flickered, and the mana quickly condensed, turning into storms after another, like a dragon across the world.
These storms turned into dragons and blasted out with a spear, really like a thousand dragons, spreading over the sky, forming a formation, crushed down, containing the destructive power of destroying the dead.
The surrounding Xuantianmen disciples couldn't help retreating a few miles, because such a spear technique was so violent that even ordinary Jindan realities would not dare to resist.
Once hit, it will definitely disappear and cease to exist.
"Go to hell, native, go to hell and confess!"
The real Jin Dan holding a spear roared, murderous, he wanted to stab the native with a spear, ending this ridiculous action, and let the native know the horror of the Xuantian Gate and how powerful the Jin Dan was.
"Go to hell? It's ridiculous. Even if you go to hell, I am the master. You don't know who you are fighting against. You are ignorant and fearless. This is the cause of your death today."
Xia Ping's eyes were calm, and a pair of dark golden wings immediately appeared on his back. These were Hell's Golden Crow wings, with dense ancient inscriptions engraved on them, revealing the aura of space, flames, and ancient times.
Whoosh!
Immediately, the wings of the Hell Golden Crow shook, and he left the place in an instant, as if he had escaped into the void. This speed was so fast that the gods could not perceive it, as if he had the supernatural powers of the space close to the horizon.
In the next second, Xia Ping escaped the spear and came to the back of the real Golden Core of Xuantian Gate.
That blow blasted into the distance, instantly razing hundreds of mountains to the ground, shaking for hundreds of miles, it seemed like a magnitude seven or eight super earthquake occurred, and the air burst every inch.
This kind of power is nothing more than a nuclear bomb explosion.
"So fast, what kind of speed supernatural power is this?"
"Well, Junior Brother Liang is in danger."
"Junior Brother Liang, hide, hide quickly."
Many Xuantianmen disciples were taken aback, including the real Jindan present, because when the wings shook, even they couldn't find Xia Ping's flight path.
They just knew that Xia Ping suddenly appeared behind the real Jindan, but as for how to get there, they were completely unclear, and even the spiritual consciousness could not perceive the trace of flight.
But they also knew immediately that Junior Brother Liang revealed such a big flaw, which was probably dangerous.
Someone was anxious and immediately warned.
"what happened?"
The Jindan real man holding a spear raised his hairs and his body trembled. His move was avoided by the enemy, and the enemy even came behind him. It was unbelievable, and he had no defense at all.
"Lightning Fist!"
There seemed to be thunder runes in the depths of Xia Ping's pupils, and every cell in his body was trembling, and the power of terrifying thunder rushed out from the depths of his body and gathered in his fists.
His right fist condensed countless thunder runes, forming a formation of heaven and earth, as if there was a sea of thunder in it, and endless thunder energy was brewing.
Boom!
This punch blasted over without hesitation, and hit the real Jindan who was holding a spear firmly. On the spot, his entire chest was pierced by a fist, and the armor on his body was easily torn and shattered.
"what!"
The real person Xuantianmen Jindan screamed, and the terrifying thunder energy exploded. His body couldn't bear it. It exploded like this, torn apart, and turned into blood mist.
The spear in his hand also fell to the ground, smashing a deep hole.
A real Jindan was beaten to death in this way!
"Junior Brother Liang!"
Seeing that Jin Dan was beaten to death by a punch, Rong Hang and the others screamed, staring at it, and their heart exploded. They couldn't wait to smash Xia Ping's body into pieces.
They didn't expect to be killed by a dignified golden core man with powerful mana. It was so simple that he would be beaten to death by a true fire realm cultivator.
Because the speed at which things happened was too fast, it was between the electric light and flint, even if they wanted to ask for help, it was too late.
Before, they wondered if Xia Ping really had the power to kill the Jindan real person, perhaps secretly attacking, poisoning, and resorting to all kinds of dirty and contemptible means.
But now Xia Ping slapped them fiercely, and in an instant, he killed them a real Jindan, so that they were too late to rescue and suffered heavy losses.
Even if they want to regret now, it is too late.
"Asshole thing, you dare to kill Junior Brother Liang!" Rong Hang gritted his teeth and stared at Xia Ping, "Do you know this is a great crime? This is offending my Xuantian Clan, and no one can save you."
He couldn't wait to kill Xia Ping immediately, bleeding in his heart.
Because there are three Jindan real people who died in Xia Ping's hands, Chu Hen, Fangzhengjiao, and now Junior Brother Liang.
These Jin Dan real people are all elite disciples of Xuan Tian Clan, and the death of one is unbearable.
But now they have died three, or all died in the hands of the same person, one can imagine his current anger.
"Don't dare to kill?"
Xia Ping smiled: "Even if your ancestors of the Xuantian Gate came here, I would dare to kill, thinking that the name of the Xuantian Gate could scare me. Isn't this a joke
This is the Misty Star Territory, no matter how strong your ancestors are, can you still reach into this place? ! If there is a seed, let your ancestors step into the Misty Star Territory to kill me. "
He looked at Ronghang and the others with a smile.
"Arrogant! Actually dare to arrogantly talk about the saint, be punishable!"
Ronghang jumped like thunder, and the natives were so arrogant that the saints dared to insult and make arrogance, even if there were nine lives, they were not enough to die.
"Capture this native!" A fierce Jindan real person roared, "Dare to kill my Xuantianmen disciple and insult the ancestors. He is seeking his own way of death. Whether he goes to the sky or the earth, he can't escape."
"Catch him alive! Abolish his whole body's cultivation base, and tortured him day and night, so that his life is not as good as death, so that he can comfort the dead souls of Junior Brother Liang and others and avenge him."
"It's nothing more than an aboriginal, weak in power, and I want to scream in front of my Xuantian Gate, and immediately smash him into thousands of pieces."
"Immediately arrange the Xuantian Wusheng Killing Array to suppress this brutal native!"
"Go, let's shoot together."
Many Xuantianmen disciples roared, all of them furious, their eyes flushed, and murderous auras boiled.
The remaining nine Jindan real people and thousands of Xuantianmen disciples took action together, teamed up to form an array, and immediately the sky fell apart, landslides and tsunami, and the sun and the moon were dark.
The vitality of the heaven and the earth in a radius of thousands of miles was swallowed, and the mana was tumbling and brewing, and immediately condensed a terrifying array of heaven and earth covering thousands of miles.
Formation patterns emerged one after another, like the mark of Tao, the endless murderous aura in the depths of the void gathered in the center of the formation, constantly churning, brewing, and murderous intent.