Chapter 709

Name:God Level Demon Author:拉姆
"Humans, there are humans coming to die."

"Haha, another one is here to die, it's just one after another."

"Kill him, roast him and eat."

Seeing Xia Ping appearing in this place, many demons were alarmed. They were all staring at Xia Ping, as if they were looking at some prey.

They exude a terrifying killing intent, and their eyes are full of teasing, because some humans and monsters tried to break out before, but they all died and became food in their stomachs.

"Humanity!"

A demon boss stood up and looked at Xia Ping with fierce eyes: "I will give you two options, one is to commit suicide, so that you can avoid the pain of flesh and blood, and don't need to be tortured severely."

"The second is stubborn resistance. We personally kill you. At that time, you will be tortured to death."

"There are only two choices, you choose one."

It is very domineering and arrogant, giving Xia Ping two choices, but no matter which one is a dead end!

The eyes of the other demons were very proud, and they all took it for granted. They were so numerous that no matter how this kid jumped, he couldn't jump out of their palms.

"Choose a fart, who do you think you are, and give me two choices, why don't you die!" Xia Ping's eyes showed a chill, and he shot at these demons in an instant, not talking nonsense at all.

Treasure Dementor Bell!

In an instant, he took out this treasure, and poured the stellar qi in his body into it frantically, a few breaths stimulated the deepest power of this treasure.

Jingle bell~~jingle bell~~

With this soul-destroying bell as the center, the area with a radius of hundreds of meters was immediately enveloped by bursts of strange sounds, and strong and strange mental fluctuations enveloped this place.

This group of evil spirits were caught off guard, and they were immediately attacked.

They felt that their souls seemed to be severely bombarded by a huge hammer, which made them dizzy and lost their consciousness for an instant.

"Go to hell!"

Xia Ping held the Yanlong Excalibur with his right hand, and slashed at these demons with one strike.

The first form of the four seasons swordsmanship - spring rain!

Immediately, streams of sword energy erupted from the Yanlong Divine Sword. These sword energy condensed into substance, turned into the size of raindrops, and fell from the sky.

But these sword qi rains are not ordinary sword qi, they are extremely tough, like cowhide, and at the same time indestructible, able to cut steel.

Even these sword auras contain the power of flames, appearing crimson, and the whole air seems to be burned by such flames, crackling, and the temperature rises sharply.

The rain that fell at this time was not ordinary rain, but rain of sword energy, rain of flame.

Immediately, countless flaming sword energy erupted and bombarded these demons.

bang bang bang! ! !

The demons were hit by these sword qi, and their entire bodies were cut into countless pieces. Their heads, hands, feet and other parts were easily cut off, flying in all directions, and blood poured on the ground.

Even these sword qis had the terrifying power of flames, and when they were contaminated by these demons, they would ignite immediately as if they encountered gas.

The entire body of these demons turned into huge torches, burning crazily.

"No no no!!!"

A group of demons let out screams, and when they regained consciousness, they found that they had been chopped into more than a dozen pieces by Xia Ping's sword, and they were powerless.

Severe pain spread all over the body, and every nerve seemed to be tingling, but they had no strength to resist at all, they could only scream in agony.

In just a few breaths, hundreds of demons were killed.

And the demon boss was the most miserable, it was attacked by Xia Ping's focus, dozens of sword qi hit it, and it was cut into pieces immediately, and it couldn't even scream.

Maybe when it died, it didn't know how it died.

The Yanlong Divine Sword, the Four Seasons swordsmanship, together with the peak strength of Xia Ping martial artist, the power of stellar qi, when these things are superimposed, the power of the master erupts in an instant, sweeping away all enemies.

"Treasures, there are treasures on this human being."

"So what if there are treasures, we have a large number of people, and he will be piled up to death."

"Damn human, let's go together and kill him."

The demons around were stunned, and they were all furious. Seeing this human being killed so many of their companions in an instant, they were all very angry, and they wished to cut Xia Ping into countless pieces.

"Stupid, I don't know how many demons like you have killed, and you still want to kill me? It's just a joke, a hundred zeros add up to zero!"

Xia Ping sneered, he used the second sword with all his strength, he didn't intend to hold back at all, he wanted to make a quick decision, leave the Sky Demon Cemetery, obtain Bailing Ginseng Fruit, and be promoted to Grandmaster.

So, where does he have time to mess around with these demons here.

The third form of the Four Seasons Swordsmanship——The autumn wind is chilling!

This style is the most dignified sword move of the four seasons swordsmanship, it exists for killing at all, and every sword contains deadly killing intent.

With a single strike of the sword, Xia Ping's terrifying killing intent shrouded Xia Ping's body for a kilometer.

It seems that at this moment, autumn is coming, the autumn wind is chilling, everything is sounding, and the dead leaves are withering. Any life will face withering at this moment, just like the dusk of the gods.

Whoosh whoosh! !

Flames and sword qi erupted out one after another, but such flames were not berserk or destructive, but exuded a trace of coldness, extreme coldness, bone-chilling coldness.

The flames of the world are not always hot and burn everything, but also freeze everything. It contains the murderous intent of autumn, like the cold fire of bones and spirits, the death flame born from the depths of the underworld.

Although this is not a real flame of death, it is just a prototype, but it is enough to make living beings terrified.

bang bang bang! ! !

A group of demons were flying in mid-air, and they couldn't even react. Wisps of flames swept across, and the sword energy was like silk, cutting towards their necks.

With a puff, a streak of blood appeared on the neck, and the whole head fell to the ground like this, with a smooth incision.

Their eyes were stunned, as if they didn't expect that they would die like this.

As soon as the breeze passed, they found that their heads had moved, and they didn't even know how they died.

Immediately, with a few breaths and Xia Ping's sword strike, thousands of demons were killed, like dumplings, falling from mid-air, roaring.

"This human is a monster!"

Even if this group of demons were not afraid of death, they were also shocked by Xia Ping's ferocity at this moment. They didn't come forward to kill Xia Ping at all, but went up to die one by one.

If Bravery can kill the enemy, they will naturally not be afraid. The problem is that Bravery is only going to die, queuing up to shoot them, so they hesitate, whether it will be effective.

"good chance!"

Xia Ping suddenly saw that the group of demons in front of him were shocked, and a gap was cleared in the middle. He acted immediately, using the Kunpeng Step, and rushed towards this place.