Chapter 801

Hearing this, many children of the Wang family were moved. Anyway, both sides are going to die, so it's better to just kill this kid here, and it's over.

If this kid is allowed to escape, I'm afraid it will be very difficult to be kind in the future, so it's better to cut the weeds immediately.

"You still want to kill me? Are you qualified?"

Xia Ping looked at Wang Rulong and the others indifferently, and squinted.

"Uncle, what are you waiting for? Since this kid wants to die, we will fulfill him." Wang Rulong fanned the flames beside him. He hated this guy who had humiliated him to the bone.

"Young man, if there is a way to heaven, you don't go, and if there is no way to hell, you come in. Don't blame me when you die." Wang Tong said quietly, with a look of compassion.

boom!

As soon as the words fell, Wang Tong shot in an instant, showing the powerful cultivation of the sixth heaven of the master. The gang qi was turbulent, tyrannical, and the air on his back was twisted, as if forming a powerful black dragon.

He practiced the Canglong Jue, the king-level qigong of the Wang family. Once he practiced it to a high level, he would have the strength of a Canglong.

With a punch, the Gang Qi condensed, like a black dragon appearing from the void, unparalleled in power, containing the power to destroy everything, the whole earth trembled.

"Well done!"

Xia Ping was unmoved, he operated the Pure Yang Immortality Art, the void was a palm, the palm print blasted out, and condensed into substance.

The awakened Hell Golden Crow cells in his body were all chirping, as if a hundred birds were singing together, a peerless fierce god awakened in the depths of hell, and the breath alone was enough to suppress countless demons.

The palm prints were pale golden, and seemed to have the power of hell. This was the power of the Golden Crow of Hell. It had the power to destroy all evils, and nothing could resist it.

It can be said that this palm does not know how many times stronger than before.

Boom!

Fist prints and palm prints collided, and the Canglong and the Hell Golden Crow fought, as if two peerless beasts were fighting for battle. They fought each other in the void, biting wildly, and their vigor entangled with each other, forming an astonishing storm.

"What?!"

Wang Tong was startled immediately. The moment his fist touched Xia Ping's palm print, he felt the infinite force coming from him. His entire arm was numb from the shock, and his sleeves were shattered into pieces. ash.

He felt that his jaw was numb, astonishing power was transmitted to his internal organs, and his blood was rolling, as if he couldn't help but vomit out the blood in the depths of his body.

"How can it be?"

Wang Tong immediately used the Canglong Jue, running the qigong in his body, constantly vibrating, releasing the huge force transmitted, and his body even flew upside down involuntarily.

He moved sideways for hundreds of meters like this before finally stopping.

"Grandmaster Third Heaven, when did you get promoted to Grandmaster Third Heaven?" Wang Tong was horrified, he felt that Xia Ping's cultivation base had made great progress compared to before, and it was not comparable to before.

But what shocked him even more was that it was only the grand master of the third level, and his strength surpassed himself, a master of the sixth level of the master, how terrifying it was.

If the other party was promoted to the sixth level of grandmaster, wouldn't it be easy to kill him with one punch? !

"No way, breaking through again so soon?!"

Many children of the Wang family, including Wang Rulong, were so jealous that their guts were green. They knew that this kid had only been promoted to the second level of the grand master, and now he had broken through to the third level of the grand master.

The speed of such a breakthrough is simply terrifying.

Although they had known for a long time that this genius champion was an unrivaled evildoer who was hated by countless demon kings, but at this moment, they really understood what it means to be an evildoer who stands at the pinnacle of many geniuses.

It's no wonder that so many demon kings listed this kid as a must-kill target, and even the giant company wanted to protect him. If their royal family had descendants with such qualifications, they would probably do the same, even at all costs.

They also showed a hint of fear in their hearts. If this monstrous genius was allowed to leave today, according to the speed of the opponent's progress, it would not be long before he would be promoted to the king.

As soon as they thought of being an enemy of such a monstrous king, they felt that their royal family seemed to be in great trouble.

Among these people, no one is more aware of the horror of peerless monsters than Wang Tong. The difference is not as simple as one and ten, but the difference between zero and ten.

No matter how many mortals add up, they cannot be compared with evildoers.

"None of your business! A dead man doesn't need to know that much."

Xia Ping's eyes showed a gleam of coldness, and he turned into a big bird. He wanted to kill Wang Tong completely.

Although he is only a grand master at the third level now, his stellar qi cultivation base is extremely deep, and the amount of stellar energy alone is no less than that of any grand master at the sixth level.

Coupled with the bonus of his Pure Yang Immortality Art, and the power of the Hell Golden Crow's cells and blood, when the three are superimposed, even a grandmaster of the sixth heaven can match.

"It's ridiculous, a junior at the third level of the grand master dares to be so arrogant. Today I want to see who dies!" Wang Tong immediately became furious, and the aura of the sixth level of the grand master burst out.

With a clang, he actually took out a soft sword from his waist. It was extremely sharp, cutting iron like mud, and emitting a palpitating silver cold light in mid-air.

The people present suddenly felt that their necks seemed to be cut by a sword, and the sword energy was everywhere. It seemed that as long as Wang Tong moved his mind, they would lose their lives and die without a whole body.

King-level swordsmanship—the first style of Phantom Swordsmanship!

With a slash of the sword, it seems that the stars are moving, and the sky is filled with dots of starlight. Every starlight seems to be a sword energy, overlapping, making it impossible to tell which one is real and which one is fake.

If the enemy resists the wrong sword qi, he will be hit by the real sword qi, piercing through the body and plundering all the vitality. This is an extremely terrifying sword.

It looks like the stars are twinkling and extremely beautiful, but there are hidden murderous intentions.

Even such an exquisite sword technique, coupled with the qigong power of the Canglong Jue, the superimposed power of the two is not as simple as one plus one, it is simply an enhancement of geometric progression.

"Arrogance? Who do you think is the real arrogance now?!"

Xia Ping didn't dodge or dodge, he immediately took out the spear of hell from his body, and immediately centered on his body, a terrifying aura erupted immediately.

The tyrannical Gang Qi gushed out from the Spear of Hell, as if it had dyed the whole world black, ghosts cried and wolves howled, and the breath of hell spread out from the void, surrounding it for several miles.

Indistinctly, the warriors around seemed to have hallucinations, as if there were hell messengers to hook their souls and drag them into hell.

Boom!

With such tyrannical power, no matter what kind of phantom or swordsmanship, they were all shattered and completely destroyed.

Under absolute power, everything is illusory.