God Level Demon

“Brother Feng! ”

When Feng Zhe was beaten to the ground with a punch, life and death were unknown. Both disciples were surprised. They looked at Xiaping and their eyes revealed a slight kill.

“How dare you hurt Brother Feng? Go to hell. ”

“What are you talking about? Kill him now! ”

They glanced at each other, instantly, one left and one right, and attacked and killed, as fast as lightning.

“Get out!”

Xia Ping didn't even look at it. Raising his hand is a punch, black spiral ripple punch!

Immediately, the air in the middle of the sky creates a ripple, like a ripple, the layer passes past, the force is layer by layer, constantly rising.

“Ah!”

The eyes of both of them were frightened, and they found that their fists seemed to be swallowed up by the vortex, dripping away, and even their bodies were controlled.

The next second the fists penetrated, their bodies were immediately blown out, as if struck by lightning, and the horrific ripple forces directly shocked their five dirty hearts.

With a bang, they fell like soccer balls on the ground, rubbing the ground, and the foot slipped for two or three kilometers. Finally, they were bombed onto a hill, smashing a cave in the shape of a human being, and the gravel splattered.

The two also spit foam in their mouths and immediately fainted. Without regard to personnel, they no longer had the power to fight.

“My God, all three disciples of the Homecoming were beaten to the ground. ”

“Are you kidding me? Who the hell is the big disciple? How could this Wutai Dou be so powerful? ”

“Yeah, isn't he a bulwark? And it is the early cultivation of the state of intent. It can't be Feng Zhe's rival, but now it is this kind of virtue? ”

“Isn't this Feng Zhe water? Actually, it's not that good. ”

“Bullshit, Feng Zhe is good or not, don't you know these days? His strength is beyond doubt. ”

“But if that's the case, then defeating Feng Zhe's Wutai Dou is nothing. ”

Everyone was shocked and stared at. They couldn't believe that they saw this scene. Feng Zhe, the big disciple, was beaten to death by this self-despised prosthesis in front of them.

Even the two former disciples tried to strike together, but they were also beaten with a single punch and had no power to fight back. Such fighting power was beyond their imagination.

When is the dispersion going to be so powerful?

Before that, they still despised the kid and thought he was just a piece of crap who could hug their thighs. If defeating Feng Zhe's Wutai Dou was a piece of crap, wouldn't they be worse than Feng Zhe's people?!

“Brother Wu is amazing. ”

Wang Chen and others were excited. They knew that Xiaping was an unpredictable warrior, but they couldn't be sure how powerful Xiaping was until they saw him.

They were all stunned, just like everyone else, to really see Xia Ping show his realities.

We are all practitioners in the same dimension, but Xiaping is far more powerful than them, and he doesn't seem to be a strong horizontal creature living in the same dimension.

Liu Rulan's expression was calm because she and Xiaping had been together for more than a month and it had long been clear how perverted this man was, even in her full-blown years, not an opponent of this man at all.

However, she was also deeply emotional, and it appeared that the gap between the extraterritorial demons was also huge, not every extraterritorial demon was as powerful as this se embryo, but there was also a hierarchical gap.

Pfft!

Xiaping went up and down to look at Feng Zhe, just like that.

“Damn, motherfucker, dare you hit me like this.” Feng Zhe struggled and stared at Xiaping with hatred, like a wounded beast.

“Wait for me, you're not going to get away with this. I'm going to let you die. ”

He roared wildly, was beaten by such a punch as Xiaping, and was still in front of so many people, which disgraced him and humiliated him greatly.

Shame like this can only be washed with blood.

“You probably won't see that day, because you have to die now.” Xia Ping's tone is very calm, very calm, but calm makes the people around him furious.

Especially Feng Zhe, he felt the general cold, as if the temperature had dropped to 30 degrees below zero, even the water vapor of the air was about to freeze.

He knew the kid wasn't kidding. He really wanted to kill himself.

At this time, he was finally scared, shaking all over himself, yelling: “Brother Fan, come and help me, someone wants to kill someone, wants to kill your brother. ”

He cried out for help, and the sound spread for miles.

“Want help? No one can save you.” Xiaping faded.

Feng Zhe shouted, “Wu Taidou, are you crazy? What identity are you, what identity am I, if you dare to kill me, you will surely become a homecoming enemy. ”

“Even if you leave Blood Soul, the universe will have no place for you, no place for you, you know? Think about the consequences. ”

He threatened Xia Ping, both soft and hard, hoping to intimidate Xia Ping as a returnee.

“Become a homecoming enemy? You can't help but think of yourself. Believe it or not, the Homecoming Party will not deal with me. You can only die for nothing and no one will shed a tear for you. ”

Xia Ping sneered.

Feng Zhetong was all chilly. He knew that the words of Wutai Dou were not false. Although he was a former disciple, the problem was that there were too many former disciples, enough billions. Dead one was nothing, no harm.

If he were a saint disciple, his identity would be different, but unfortunately, he was just an ordinary disciple, and he could not let the Restoration send him to his death.

“This Taoist friend, show mercy. ”

At this point, there was a sound coming from afar, when a white robe man with a long sword flew straight over and smelled like an abyss.

This man has the power to suppress everything.

“Brother Fan Ming, hurry up, hurry up, kill this daring bitch and kill him immediately. ”

When he saw this man appear, he leaned hugely against the mountain. When Feng Zhetun was happy, he was immediately arrogant and growled: “He dared to threaten me just now, no one in his eyes, when I returned to the original faction, no one. If I don't kill him, I'll have no face. ”

He is like Mount Tarzan. He is supported by a transcendent practitioner. He has nothing to fear.

“Death!”

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

“Damn it, kid, what are you doing? Stop it, you dare to kill my homecoming disciple?!” The man in the white robe saw Xiaping's move and his face changed dramatically.

But he was too far away from Xia Ping, and even if there was a divine realm to fix it, he couldn't stop it.

“You!”

Feng Zhe was totally stunned. He had no idea that all his former brothers had appeared. There were practitioners from the realm of God to suppress the whole field, but the boy dared to do it.

The thud instantly penetrated his forehead.

Pfft!

The next second, the blood splattered, he had a blood hole in his forehead, the blood drained, his eyes were wide open, but his pupils were quickly lost.

Feng Zhe, die!