"What about arrogance, do you dare to bite me?!"

Hearing these words, Xia Ping stood with his hands in his hands and looked at Fan Ming lightly, with no fear in his eyes.

"Damn, this kid is so arrogant. ”

"Obviously, they have been poisoned, they don't have half the strength, they have become prisoners, if they beg for mercy, they may be able to save a dog's life, but they dare to provoke, do you dislike your life too long?!"

"This kid is probably completely crazy, and he knows that he is going to die, so he vents before he dies. ”

"Vent it? angered Senior Brother Fan Ming, even if you want to die, it may not be so simple. ”

Many Guiyuan sect disciples looked at Xia Ping's eyes with great pity, but they knew what a murderous person Fan Ming was, and if they offended Fan Ming, death might still be a better thing.

"Brother Wu. ”

Chang Xuan and the others were extremely anxious, they could all clearly sense Fan Ming's killing intent, but now they couldn't protect themselves, even if they wanted to go up to help, they couldn't do anything.

"Good, good. ”

Fan Ming laughed angrily: "Lao Tzu's favorite thing is your hard bones, so it is particularly energetic to torture, to tell you honestly, it will be difficult for you to die even if you want to." ”

As soon as the words fell, he immediately made a move, and a big mana hand immediately grabbed it, like a giant's palm, and wanted to pinch Xia Ping as a whole and cripple it fiercely.

This shot is full strength, even in the face of poisoned people, it is conceivable that Fan Ming's anger now even has the heart to slaughter Xia Ping dozens of times.

"Kill!"

Xia Ping's eyes showed a hint of coldness, and he immediately urged the endless blade on his body, and immediately a sharp long sword instantly appeared on his right hand.

"Shoot him, Endless Blade!"

As soon as the words fell, the long sword was instantly extended, and the speed was extremely fast, like a poisonous snake, shooting towards Fan Ming's body, emitting a burst of cold light in the air.

What the?!

Fan Ming was shocked, he didn't expect this kid to be able to resist at this time, it stands to reason that this kid without mana should be more fragile than a baby.

But now the terrifying sword aura contained in this long sword made him feel like a man on his back, and he seemed to be targeted by a peerless swordsman, inspiring a sword intent that tore through the sky.

Boom!

In mid-air, that mana big hand slammed into it, but this long sword instantly pierced through this mana big hand, and the powerful sword qi tore these mana into countless pieces at once.

Even this long sword was unstoppable, and it didn't slow down its speed in the slightest, and it still shot towards Fan Ming's body, which had already surpassed twenty or thirty times the speed of sound.

This speed was so fast that the surrounding martial artists couldn't see it clearly, and they only found that there was a dazzling cold light in the air, and the murderous aura was emitted, and it was cold and piercing.

"Not good!"

Fan Ming's hair stood on end, and he felt that the cells in his whole body were boiling, and the dangerous aura spread all over his body, as if death had descended on him.

He clearly felt that this long sword was completely different from other swords, and it contained a trace of the breath of a saint, as if there was a Dao rhyme in it, unfathomable.

Just having a wisp of such an aura is enough to tear everything apart, and ordinary magic weapons can't resist such a sharp edge.

"Meteorite Fist!"

Fan Ming burst out, the mana of his whole body was in operation, and he immediately used one of his martial arts powers, and with a punch, countless gray air currents in the air quickly converged and turned into a huge gray meteorite.

And this gray meteorite looked ancient, surrounded by air currents, constantly rotating, like a star, it was driven by Fan Ming, and smashed towards Xia Ping.

This is a martial arts supernatural power he has cultivated, it is powerful, and it is blasted out with a punch, like a meteorite hitting the ground, with the power of destroying the city, and ordinary martial artists are not his opponents with one punch.

Under such a martial arts supernatural power, even a slight blow was enough to blast the earth out of a huge hole.

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

Boom!

In an instant, the meteorite and the long sword collided with each other in mid-air, and immediately erupted into a huge collision sound, and the qi shook vigorously, as if it had been shaken thousands of times in a second, producing extremely strong destructive power.

This kind of strength suddenly shook the ground into a super crater, and the earth splashed, the earth cracked, stretching for two or three kilometers around, and every piece of rock was shattered.

The surrounding warriors were all shocked and flew out, coughing up blood in mid-air, and their internal organs were severely damaged.

Even some poisoned warriors had no power to resist, and they were shocked into a ball of minced flesh on the spot, and there were no corpses left behind.

"Impossible!"

Fan Ming originally thought that his supernatural punch would be able to knock this long sword away even if it couldn't shatter it, but the moment his fist touched this long sword, he realized that he was wrong, very wrong.

Because the sharp power of the person contained in this long sword was completely beyond his imagination, and it already had an invincible power, even a meteorite could not resist the edge of this long sword.

Click, click!

In just an instant, this long sword pierced the meteorite, shattering from the middle, and the surrounding mana was pierced, as if it had all turned into nothingness at this moment.

In the next second, this long sword pierced through Fan Ming's chest, blood splattered everywhere, even though he was wearing a high-grade treasure-level armor, but in front of the endless blade, it was even more fragile than tofu.

"Ahh

Fan Ming let out a terrible scream, feeling a sharp pain coming from the depths of his chest, and then quickly spread to every nerve in his body.

He was simply insane, and fell into the abyss of despair, because the sword was not only pierced through the chest, but even his heart was burst 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'm actually dead?!"

Fan Ming's eyes widened, he couldn't believe what was happening in front of him, he was obviously a cultivator of the Divine Power Realm, he had mastered a martial arts supernatural power, and his combat power was strong.

And the other party is just a cultivator of artistic conception, and he is poisoned.

But now it was just a move that pierced his heart and killed him.

How dare he believe such a ridiculous thing.

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

Sou!

As soon as Xia Ping's mind moved, the elongated long sword immediately shrank back and left Fan Ming's body, with a few snorts, the wound on Fan Ming's body expanded, and blood sprayed out.

With a pop, Fan Ming's body fell straight to the ground, splashing up dust, his eyes were wide open at the moment, obviously not blinking.