Chapter 1155

Name:God Level Demon Author:拉姆
"Senior Brother Feng!"

Seeing Feng Zhe being punched and laying on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead, the two disciples of the Guiyuan Sect were shocked. They looked at Xia Ping with a murderous look in their eyes.

"How dare you hurt Senior Brother Feng, go to hell."

"What nonsense with him, kill him immediately!"

The two looked at each other, and shot instantly, one left and one right, attacking and killing them, as fast as lightning.

"roll!"

Xia Ping didn't even look at it, he just raised his hand and punched, the black swirl ripple fist!

Immediately, the air in the midair produced waves of ripples, which passed layer by layer, and the power was superimposed layer by layer, continuously increasing.

"ah!"

The eyes of the two showed horror, and they found that their fist strength seemed to be swallowed by this vortex, not a single drop remained, and even their bodies were controlled.

In the next second, the strength of the fist penetrated in, and their bodies were immediately blown away, as if struck by lightning, the terrifying ripple force directly injured their internal organs.

With a bang, they fell to the ground like a football, rubbed across the ground, and slid for two or three kilometers. Finally, they were blasted to the top of a hill, smashing a human-shaped pothole, and smashing rocks.

The two were also foaming at the mouth, and immediately passed out, unconscious, and had no strength to fight.

"Oh my god, all three disciples of the Guiyuan Sect were beaten to the ground."

"Just kidding, who is the disciple of the big sect? How can this martial master be so powerful?"

"That's right, isn't he a casual cultivator? And he's at the early stage of Ruyijing. No matter how you look at it, he can't be Feng Zhe's opponent, but now he has become this kind of virtue?"

"Could it be that Feng Zhe is a parallel importer? Actually, he's not that good at all."

"Fart, don't you know whether Feng Zhe is great or not these days? His strength is beyond doubt."

"But if that's the case, then what is Wu Taidou who defeated Feng Zhe?"

Everyone was shocked and stunned. They couldn't believe that they saw this scene. Feng Zhe, a disciple of the great sect, was beaten to death by this casual cultivator who they looked down upon.

Even the two major disciples of the Guiyuan Sect tried to join forces in a sneak attack, but they were also maimed by a single punch, and they were powerless to fight back. This kind of fighting power was simply beyond their imagination.

When will casual cultivators become so powerful.

They still despised this kid before, thinking that he was just a trash who could hug their thighs. If Wu Taidou who defeated Feng Zhe was a trash, then those of them who are not even as good as Feng Zhe are not as good as a trash? !

"Brother Wu is really powerful."

Wang Chen and the others were very excited. They already knew that Xia Ping was an unfathomable martial artist, but they couldn't be sure how powerful Xia Ping was before seeing him.

When they really saw Xia Ping showing his strength, they were all stunned like everyone else.

Obviously everyone is a cultivator of Ruyijing, but Xia Ping is much better than them, it seems that he is not a tyrannical creature living in the same dimension.

Liu Rulan's expression was very calm, because she had been with Xia Ping for more than a month, and she already knew how perverted this man was. Even in her heyday, she was no match for this man at all.

However, she also secretly sighed, it seems that there is also a big gap between the demons outside the territory, not every demon outside the territory is as powerful as this embryo, and there is also a gap in level.

Snapped!

Xia Ping stepped forward, looked down at Feng Zhe, and just looked at him like this.

"Damn, damn bastard, how dare you beat me like this." Feng Zhe struggled, staring at Xia Ping full of hatred, like a wounded beast.

"Wait for me, you will not end well if you offend the Guiyuan faction, I will let you die later, let you die."

He yelled wildly, being maimed by Xia Ping's punch, and in front of so many people, it made him lose face and suffered great humiliation.

Shame like this can only be washed away with blood.

"I guess you won't be able to see that day, because you have to die now." Xia Ping's tone was very calm, very calm, but so calm that it made the people around him tremble.

Especially Feng Zhe, he felt chills all over his body, as if the temperature had dropped to minus 30 degrees, and even the water vapor in the air was about to freeze.

He knew that this kid was not joking, but he really wanted to kill himself.

At this time, he was finally scared, trembling all over, and shouted: "Senior brother Fan, hurry up, come and save me, someone wants to kill someone, and wants to kill your junior brother."

He cried out for help, and his voice spread for miles.

"Want to ask for help? No one can save you." Xia Ping said flatly.

Feng Zhe shouted: "Wu Taidou, are you crazy? What is your identity, what is my identity, if you dare to kill me, you will definitely become the mortal enemy of the Guiyuan Sect."

"Even if you leave the Blood Soul Continent at that time, there will be no place for you in the entire universe. Do you know that there is no place for you? Think carefully about the consequences."

He threatened Xia Ping, playing hard and soft, hoping to scare Xia Ping with his identity as the Guiyuan faction.

"Become the mortal enemy of the Guiyuan Sect? You think too much of yourself. Believe it or not, the Guiyuan Sect will not deal with me after killing you. You can only die in vain. No one will shed a tear for you."

Xia Ping sneered.

Feng Zhe felt chills all over his body. He knew that Wu Taidou's words were not false. Although he was a disciple of the Guiyuan Sect, the problem was that there were too many disciples of the Guiyuan Sect, which amounted to billions. It would be nothing if one died. .

If he was a disciple of a sage, his status would be different, but unfortunately, he was just an ordinary disciple, and he couldn't let the Guiyuan faction go to war for his death.

"My friend, please be merciful."

At this moment, a sound came from a distance, and immediately a white-robed man with a long sword on his back flew in the air and flew over directly, exuding an aura like an abyss from his body.

This person has the cultivation base of supernatural powers and the power to suppress everything.

"Senior brother Fan Ming, hurry up, come here, kill this daring bitch, kill him immediately."

Seeing this person appearing and having a huge backer, Feng Zhe was overjoyed, immediately became arrogant, and roared: "Just now he dared to threaten me. He was arrogant and regarded me as no one in the Yuan Sect. If I don't kill him, I will return to the Yuan Sect's face." Nothing."

He is as secure as Mount Tai, backed by practitioners of the supernatural powers, and he is fearless of everything.

"die!"

Xia Ping didn't even look at it, just pointed at Feng Zhe's forehead.

"Damn it, kid, what are you trying to do, stop quickly, you dare to kill my Guiyuan Sect disciple?!" The man in white robe saw Xia Ping's actions, his face changed drastically.

But he is too far away from Xia Ping, even if he has a supernatural power, it is too late to stop him.

"you!"

Feng Zhe was stunned. He didn't expect that all his brothers from the Guiyuan Sect would appear, and practitioners with supernatural powers would come to suppress the audience, but this kid still dared to do it.

With a bang, this energy instantly penetrated his forehead.

Pooh!

In the next second, blood splattered everywhere, and a blood hole appeared on his forehead, dripping with blood, his eyes were wide open, but the depths of the pupils quickly lost their spirit.

Feng Zhe, die!