Chapter 1162

"So what about arrogance, don't you dare to bite me?!"

Hearing these words, Xia Ping stood with his hands behind his back, and looked at Fan Ming calmly, without any hint of fear in his eyes.

"Fuck, this kid is so arrogant."

"Obviously they were all poisoned, and they didn't have half of their strength. They were reduced to prisoners. If they begged for mercy, they might save their lives, but they dared to provoke them. Do you dislike your own life for too long?!"

"This kid is probably completely crazy. He knew he was going to die, so he vented it before he died."

"Are you venting? You angered Senior Brother Fan Ming. Even if you want to die, it may not be that simple."

Many Guiyuan Sect disciples looked at Xia Ping with pity in their eyes. They knew how cruel Fan Ming was, and if they offended Fan Ming, death might be a better thing.

"Brother Wu."

Chang Xuan and the others were extremely anxious, they could clearly sense Fan Ming's killing intent, but now they were in danger, even if they wanted to help, there was nothing they could do.

"good very good."

Fan Ming laughed back angrily: "I like tough bones like you the most, and it's especially powerful to torture like this. To be honest with you, even if you want to die later, it will be difficult for you."

As soon as the words fell, he immediately made a move, and immediately grabbed out a powerful hand, like the palm of a giant, wanting to pinch Xia Ping completely and ruthlessly cripple him.

This shot was all out, even in the face of poisoned people, one can imagine that Fan Ming's anger now, even has the heart to kill Xia Ping dozens of times.

"kill!"

A cold light appeared in Xia Ping's eyes, and he immediately activated the Endless War Blade on his body, and a sharp long sword appeared on his right hand instantly.

"Shoot him, Endless Blade!"

As soon as the words fell, the long sword was extended in an instant, and the speed was extremely fast, like a poisonous snake, it shot towards Fan Ming's body, emitting a cold light in the midair.

What? !

Fan Ming was shocked. He didn't expect this kid to be able to resist at this time. Logically speaking, this kid who has no mana should be weaker than a baby.

But now the terrifying sword energy contained in this long sword made him feel like he was on his back, as if he was being targeted by a peerless swordsman, and inspired the sword intent to tear the sky.

Boom!

In the middle of the air, the big mana hand hit it, but the long sword pierced through the big mana hand in an instant, and the tyrannical sword energy tore the mana into countless pieces at once.

Even this long sword was unstoppable, and it didn't slow down its forward speed at all. It still shot towards Fan Ming's body, exceeding the speed of sound by twenty or thirty times.

This speed was so fast that the warriors around couldn't see clearly. They just noticed a dazzling cold light in the midair, and the murderous aura radiated out, icy cold.

"not good!"

Fan Ming's hairs stood on end, and he felt that the cells in his whole body were boiling, and the dangerous breath spread all over his body, as if a god of death had come to him.

He clearly felt that this long sword was completely different from other swords. It contained a trace of a saint's breath, as if there was a Taoist rhyme in it, which was unfathomable.

Just a ray of this kind of breath is enough to tear everything apart, and ordinary magic weapons can't resist such sharpness.

"Meteor Fist!"

Fan Ming shouted loudly, all the mana in his body was activated, and immediately used his martial arts supernatural power, punching out, countless gray air currents in the air quickly gathered together, turning into a huge gray meteorite.

And this gray meteorite looks simple, surrounded by air currents, constantly rotating, like a star, driven by Fan Ming, it smashed towards Xia Ping.

This is a martial arts supernatural power he has practiced. It is powerful. It is like a meteorite hitting the ground with a punch. It has the power to destroy a city. Ordinary warriors are not his enemies.

With such supernatural powers of martial arts, even a light blow is enough to blow the earth out of huge holes.

Not to mention, now that Fan Ming felt the mortal danger, he used all his strength at once.

Boom!

In an instant, the meteorite and the long sword collided with each other in mid-air, and a huge collision sound erupted immediately, vibrating vigorously, as if they vibrated thousands of times in a second, producing extremely strong destructive power.

Such vigor shook the ground out of a super pothole, the mud splashed, the ground cracked, stretching for two or three kilometers around, and pieces of rock were shaken into pieces.

The warriors around were all sent flying, coughing up blood in mid-air, and their internal organs were severely injured.

Even some poisoned warriors had no power to resist, and were shaken to pieces on the spot, leaving no corpses.

"impossible!"

Fan Ming originally thought that his supernatural punch could knock the long sword flying even if it couldn't shatter it, but the moment his fist touched the long sword, he realized that he was wrong, a big mistake Very wrong.

Because the sharp power contained in this long sword is completely beyond his imagination, and it already has an invincible power, even meteorites can't resist the sharpness of this long sword.

Click click click!

In just an instant, the long sword pierced through the meteorite and shattered from the middle, piercing through the mana around it, as if it was all reduced to nothingness at this moment.

In the next second, the long sword pierced through Fan Ming's chest, and blood spattered everywhere. Even though he was wearing a high-grade treasure armor, he was weaker than tofu in front of Endless War Blade.

"ah!"

Fan Ming let out a shrill scream, and felt a burst of severe pain from the depths of his chest, and then quickly spread to every nerve in his body.

He was simply crazy and fell into the abyss of despair, because the sword not only pierced his chest, but even his heart was blown out on the spot.

The blood on his body spurted out as if he didn't want money, like a fountain, pouring all over the ground.

"I, I actually died?!"

Fan Ming's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe what happened in front of him. He was clearly a cultivator of supernatural powers, mastered a supernatural power of martial arts, and his combat power was tyrannical.

And the other party is just a Ruyijing cultivator, and he was poisoned.

But now it was just one move, it pierced his heart and killed him.

How dare he believe such absurd things.

But even if he didn't believe it, Fan Ming felt that the strength in his body quickly disappeared in his body, as if his eyes were dark, and he was slowly falling into the deepest abyss of hell.

Whoosh!

With Xia Ping's thought, the extended long sword retracted immediately and left Fan Ming's body. With a few puffs, the wound on Fan Ming's body expanded and blood sprayed out.

With a puff, Fan Ming's body fell to the ground straight up, splashing dust all over the floor. His eyes were wide open at this moment, obviously he was dying.