Chapter 323: A Fist in the Air

"It's over!"

Seeing the opponent make a move, Feng Hetang couldn't help but tremble for a while. The dead bald head was a seventh-level warrior in the martial artist realm. Although he couldn't compare to a genius like Lu Weihai, he was still a strong man. Read the novel to Lewen Novel Network

At least it is much more powerful than those of the three-level warriors of the warrior realm.

And this bald head is just one of them, which is relatively common. If a group of them rush forward, they will be dead.

"All die, this bastard will die for me." Lu Weihai glared at Xia Ping with a grim expression.

The reason why he came to the Yin Corpse Mountains at the risk that his body might leave behind troubles was to watch Xia Ping die in pain, so that he could vent the hatred in his heart.

"go to hell!"

The bald gangster roared angrily. He circulated his infuriating energy and jumped from the spot. The huge force stepped on the ground, and terrifying cracks appeared one after another.

From the bulging muscles of his body, it can be seen how terrifying the power of his punch is. Even an elephant can be easily killed, and the punch is amazing.

For the attack of the bald gangster, Xia Ping was expressionless, and with one step, he shot in vain, and the void was a punch.

This fist condensed his true qi strength, the air oscillated, and the huge energy condensed into a fist mark, vaguely, the roar of the lion king came from the air, shaking the mountains and forests.

It was this punch that contained terrifying power. There were hundreds of meters between the two of them. The bald gangster jumped into the air and didn't even come to Xia Ping.

Even Jiang Yaru and the others could see the bald-headed gangster's hideously proud face and felt the murderous aura.

Boom!

But the next second, the bald gangster widened his eyes, showing an unbelievable look.

Because Xia Ping slammed a solid fist on his chest from the air, and with a puff, he was easily pierced through his chest, and a huge blood hole appeared.

His entire body was destroyed by the powerful force. With a bang, his body immediately exploded, torn apart, and a large number of fragments fell on the ground, dripping with blood.

Bald gangster, die!

"No way, dead?" The scarred man and others' hearts thumped fiercely,

I can't believe it at all, the bald gangsters can be regarded as their elites, the warriors are the seventh-level powerhouses, proficient in various boxing techniques, and their combat power is tyrannical.

Even if you fight against the Eighth Heaven of the Warrior Realm, you can still make a few moves, but in the face of this kid, he was beaten to death by a punch from the air, and he became a mass of meat sauce on the spot, and the screams could not be issued.

"Get stronger!"

Lu Weihai was even more shocked. He was very aware of Xia Ping's strength, because he fought with Xia Ping only yesterday, and that was the realm of the fifth level of the warrior realm.

But what's going on now? It's only been one night, and he has actually been promoted to the sixth-level realm. Just kidding, even eating is not so fast.

He deeply felt the potential of Xia Ping, and it seemed that he was getting stronger all the time.

"This monster."

Jiang Yaru and the others were so shocked that they were numb, unable to say anything.

"You don't want to reason with me, you want to talk to me about fists, then you go down and talk to the King of Hell." He killed the bald gangster with a single punch, Xia Ping stepped forward, twisted his waist, stood firm, and once Punch out.

His strength poured out from his footsteps, through the rotation of his waist, the power was transmitted inch by inch, and the spiral shape, from the shoulders, elbows, and fists, a huge infuriating energy burst out in an instant.

In an instant, the entire earth seemed to shake, and the air produced a terrifying explosion.

"Hurry up!"

The scarred man felt this tyrannical force burst out, and his face changed greatly. This was a fatal punch. Even a warrior in the eighth-level heaven, he would die if he was hit by this punch.

As for the others, not to mention, but it is too late to remind them now.

The fists were like seals, their strength was revealed, and they were slammed across hundreds of meters. The three gangsters standing at the front had no idea what was going on, and they took the punch abruptly.

boom! boom! boom!

The three gangsters couldn't even let out a scream. They stood on the spot, their fists pierced through their chests, and their bodies exploded, torn apart, and poured onto the ground, dyeing the soil red.

"No no no!!!"

The scarred man and others were stunned, and his heart was so angry that he watched his three companions be beaten to death by one punch, and their deaths were worthless, but one can imagine how resentful they are now.

"Damn chopsticks, die for me."

"Dare to kill Liu Qi and the others, you must pay the price."

"Go to hell, I must kill you bastard."

A group of murderers went crazy, they couldn't hold back their anger any longer, and seven or eight murderers jumped out in an instant, attacking from all directions, with an arrogant momentum.

Some people have long spears, some people have big knives, some people have swords, and some people are bare-handed.

Countless martial arts and strengths gathered together, bursting with tyrannical destructive power, even if the warriors of the eighth-level powerhouse encountered such an attack, they had to avoid their edge.

But Xia Ping is not an ordinary martial artist. In the face of such an attack, he didn't bother to dodge and let out a loud roar.

Tianlong octave!

Woo! Goo! Bah! Well! ! acridine! ! !

In the air, these eight syllables immediately appeared, and each syllable caused the heaven and the earth to shake, and a tyrannical sound wave erupted, like an ocean wave, overwhelming the sky and killing the earth.

"Ahhhh!!!"

The eight murderers immediately let out a shrill scream, and they were attacked by such a violent sound wave, and the eyes, nose, mouth, ears, etc. immediately bleed.

They were still jumping in the air, wanting to attack and kill them, but after the blow, it was as if they were bombarded by thunder, and their internal organs were severely damaged.

With a few bangs, they fell to the ground one by one, out of breath, and died on the spot.

"Just kidding."

The sword-scarred man, who is in the Eighth Heaven of the Martial Artist Realm, also felt weak in his legs at this time, trembling all over his body, and killed more than a dozen of his elite men with just a few breaths, effortlessly.

Even he couldn't do such a thing.

"How could this be?" Lu Weihai's eyes widened, he didn't expect such a thing to happen at all, obviously he was here to seek revenge and to easily kill Xia Ping.

But what is going on now, before they can do anything, they have died a dozen people? !

"You want me to pay the price, are you qualified?"

The momentum on Xia Ping's body rose steadily, and he stepped forward. The ground shook, just like the invincible god of war. The whole mountain was trembling with murderous aura.

"No no no, run away, let's run away."

"This guy is a monster, a real monster, not an opponent at all."

"It's wrong, it's really wrong this time."

"If you don't escape, you will die."

The remaining warriors all screamed in horror, feeling a deep fear.