Chapter 447

"Damn, hate!"

Seeing so many comrades die, Kou Gao, the boss of the wind chaser, couldn't stand it anymore. He looked ferociously and glared at Xia Ping angrily: "I really misjudged my eyes, and actually invited such a plague god."

"But you killed so many of my companions, you must die, you must die!"

King's Martial Skill - Ghost Wind Saber Technique!

With a bang, Kou Gao pulled out his big saber and slashed towards Xia Ping. The real energy of the fourth heavenly martial artist burst out from his body, shaking the whole village.

He wields the broadsword, his whole body seems to form the center of the vortex of the tornado, and countless air currents are controlled by his power, condensing on the tip of the knife.

In an instant, countless air currents condensed to a high degree, condensing into small saber auras, invincible, and the cries of evil ghosts faintly came out of the void.

People next to him can even see strands of black aura gushing out from Kou Gao's body, which is extremely evil, terrifying, and vicious. Once ordinary people are infected, even their spiritual power will be polluted.

The ground was cut by the wind blade, and immediately shattered, numerous cracks appeared, and gravel splashed everywhere, densely distributed around like spider webs, making crackling noises.

Xia Ping's eyes revealed a hint of coldness, he took a step forward, and blasted out with a palm!

Do not move Tathagata Palm!

This palm, I don't know how many times stronger it was when I was in the martial arts realm. The true essence condensed into a huge golden palm, like poured gold, condensed into substance, extremely thick.

The lines on the golden palm seemed to be very clear at this time. Each line contained a trace of the Buddha's power, emitting bursts of Buddha's mantra.

There are even circles of dark red flames around this golden palm, the power of the sacred and the evil are intertwined with each other, just like the fusion of the power of Buddha and demon, containing unparalleled power.

"Damn, what kind of power is this?"

Kou Gao was terrified, he was clearly a master of the fourth level of martial arts, and the other party was at most a second level of martial arts. When it comes to the realm of martial arts and the power of true energy, he is the stronger one.

But this palm slap contained an irresistible spiritual force, crushing like a tidal wave, causing a terrifying hallucination in his soul.

He felt that the enemy facing him was not a human being, but a master of hell, carrying the power of judgment, who wanted to drive him into the eighteenth level of hell, and he would suffer for life after life.

Boom!

With a palm strike, the countless saber energy in front of him was torn apart in an instant, and the wind blade was smashed into pieces, shattered inch by inch, and even Kou Gao's big knife was shaken into a pile of scrap iron by this tyrannical force.

"Ahhh!!"

Kou Gao let out a shrill scream, and his whole body was also blown away by this force. He flew tens of meters away and smashed hard on a distant mountain wall.

Immediately, a huge palm print with a diameter of more than ten meters appeared on this huge mountain wall, and the flames burned the surrounding rocks and turned into a large amount of lava.

And Kou Gao was slapped on the mountain wall just like a fly, he couldn't help spitting out a big mouthful of blood from the corner of his mouth, his lungs were absolutely severely injured, and his combat power was reduced by more than half.

"No way."

The rest of the wind chasing thieves were terrified. At first they thought that their boss would be able to deal with this arrogant brat, but they didn't expect it to be the brat's one-stroke enemy.

With just one palm, they slapped their boss Kou Gao on the mountain wall like a mosquito. If it weren't for the strong vitality and hard bones of the martial artist, he would have been slapped to death by this kid.

It can be said that this kind of strength is terrifying.

The wind chasing thieves around felt Xia Ping's aura, and they all trembled in fright. This aura is like a god and demon, and none of them is the opponent of this kid.

With a plop, a bald man knelt on the ground, facing Xia Ping, weeping bitterly, begging for mercy: "Hero, please spare us, spare our lives."

"Actually, it's not that we wanted to be thieves. We were forced by this world."

"I think I was a good citizen back then, keeping myself safe and conscientious, but a dog, a mother, a boss who beat me and insulted me every day, treated me like a dog, and maliciously deducted my salary. What's more, he actually seduced my wife and gave me a cuckold So in a fit of rage, on a dark and windy night, I slaughtered the couple together."

"That's why I had no choice but to run away and become a bandit. The reason why I went around robbing caravans was just to make a living. We are essentially good people, good people."

"If you can spare our lives, we will definitely keep our place in the future and never come out to do bad things again."

He kowtowed continuously, his forehead was bleeding, it was extremely miserable, and he hoped that Xia Ping would forgive his life.

boom!

Before he could finish his sentence, Xia Ping slapped him with a slap, and the tyrannical energy burst out, smashing the bald man's head into pieces in an instant, and his internal organs were shattered into pieces.

Even the terrifying flames burned, immediately surrounding the bald man's body, after a few breaths, the bald man's body was burned to ashes.

"Fuck, are you still human?"

A chasing wind thief shouted: "I didn't see how miserable he was. He was beaten and scolded on weekdays, and he was also put on a cuckold. He was forced to go to Liangshan, and he had to fall into a bandit. You didn't even intend to listen to the words, so you just slapped him." Shoot him to death. Do you still have a conscience?"

The faces of the surrounding thieves turned green. At first they thought this kid was a student with a good conscience, maybe they had sympathy for them, as long as they said some bitter words, they would be able to survive.

In the worst case, there will be hesitation in their hearts, which gives them a chance to escape.

After all, some students who have a sense of justice in their hearts will do so.

But who would have imagined that this bastard was cold-blooded and ruthless, and he didn't even intend to listen to the words, and he slapped the bald head to death with a single slap, clean and neat, which was even more ferocious than their wind chasers.

It is completely conceivable that the brainless appearance in Xihuang City before was definitely a fake, and this acting skill can win the title of best actor.

"None of my business."

Xia Ping looked at the ashes on the ground calmly, and said: "I don't care about your grievances or secrets, I just accepted a mission to kill you, that's all."

"If you feel wronged, you don't want to be reconciled. Go and complain to Yama, this is his job."

This bald man had a miserable life experience and died unjustly, but those who were killed by the wind chasing thief were unjustly wronged and deserved sympathy.

Because of my pitiful background and miserable background, whatever I do is right, what I say is right, no jokes, there is no such reason in this world.

He didn't bother to care about who was right and who was wrong, and if they blocked his way, they would all die, that's all.

"This bastard!"

The rest of the wind chasing thieves understood that it would not work to reason with this kid. This bastard was basically the same as them. He was so cruel that he was a beast in essence.