Chapter 337: Don't want to run!

I saw Xia Ping standing in the same place, bending his bow and taking the arrow. His mental strength penetrated into it and he integrated the bow of the moon.

When he was promoted to the seven heavens of the military, he reached the high-level military situation, and his mental power increased greatly. When he once again integrated his spiritual power into this treasure bow, he could feel the mystery of this treasure bow.

The unique lines above, as well as the ancient inscriptions, seem to contain mysterious power. It is precisely because of this mysterious power that this bow is unusual and powerful.

Hey~

Xia Ping instilled the true strength of the whole body, the true gas circulation of the seven acupoints, the entire Baogong vibrating, emitting a burst of silver light, as if it were a moon.

Hey! ! !

In the twinkling of an eye, he shot four arrows in succession, tearing the air, as if the silver light, with a terrible power, shot toward the front four old students.

boom

After two or three hundred meters, the four old people thought that they had left Xia Ping's attack range and could escape a life, but suddenly they heard a slight burst of air.

The next second, with a bang, an arrow pierced their throat, and the blood dribbled out. The four arrows penetrated the throat, flew for a kilometer, and finally nailed it on the mountain wall. The stone is splashing.

"呃呃"

The four old students caught their throats with blood, and their eyes were showing endless panic. They wanted to say something, but they couldn’t say anything because the neck had leaked.

When they passed it, they fell to the ground, their eyes widened, showing a look of unwillingness, regret, and fear. They regretted that their intestines were green. They knew that Xia Ping was so terrible that it would never come up.

But everything is too late.

"Oh, hateful."

When Xu Jianhua saw that the remaining four companions were killed by Xia Ping, he suddenly felt a chill in his body and went straight to the sky. He also regretted that he had provoked such a fierce god.

But now he didn't dare to stop, and he struggled to escape from the valley.

"You also give me to die." Xia Ping's eyes showed a hint of cold, bent bows and arrows, and wanted to shoot Xu Jianhua.

And Xu Jianhua immediately felt like Mang’s back, as if his back was stared by an ancient beast, no matter how he escaped, he could not escape.

Rumble

At this time, the ground outside the valley vibrated, a lot of gray fog appeared, and the ground immediately frozen, a layer of hoarfrost appeared, and the temperature of the whole valley dropped by several tens of degrees.

Then, a terrible corpse king rushed in, densely packed, at least hundreds of heads, each corpse king has the strength of the martial arts, and suddenly surrounded the entire valley.

"There was a rescue, and finally saved."

Xu Jianhua was overjoyed. He knew that these corpse kings must have been attracted by the scent of Xuan Yin fruit. If it was before, he felt that these corpse kings were a huge trouble.

But now, with these corpse kings blocking Xiaping, he has a chance to escape to heaven.

Willow step!

Xu Jianhua suddenly rushed toward the corpse kings. The whole body was like a willow, and it was floating in the wind. Even if these corpses were close at hand, they couldn’t hurt him.

Often the corpse king took a shot, his body as if the willows generally dodge the past, just a few breaths, he ran hundreds of meters, interspersed with these corpse kings to escape.

"Can't aim."

Xia Ping frowned, and these corpses were blocked here. He couldn't lock Xu Jianhua's goal. He could only watch Xu Jianhua run away.

"Haha, no more."

Seeing this scene, Xu Jianhua was overjoyed and relaxed to the extreme. With these corpse kings blocking, the other party’s terrible archery could not be played.

Although this time Xia Ping killed all his companions around him, as long as he is still alive, he will be able to take revenge.

Even he was not sad at all, but there was a faint ecstasy. The people around him were all dead. Then this Xuan Yin fruit was swallowed by him. This is a huge advantage.

Perhaps from this point of view, he still has to be grateful to Xia Ping for killing those people around him, so that he does not need to give this Xuan Yin fruit to others, but to take advantage of all.

"Don't worry, I will definitely avenge you."

Xu Jianhua clenched his fists and his eyes were cold. "Once I was promoted to the martial arts, I immediately tried to kill this abominable Xia Ping, took off his head and paid homage to your spirit in heaven."

He almost played the willow step to the extreme, skilled in the body of these corpse kings, letting these corpse kings attack, can not hurt him.

"Don't want to run!"

Xia Ping will never let Xu Jianhua escape. If such a person escapes, he will not know how much trouble it will bring. Xu Jianhua, who is the chief culprit, will die.

boom!

He will shoot the moon bow, trample his feet on the ground, and step on two huge deep pits with two feet on the ground. There are terrible cracks on the ground, stretching for several kilometers.

A bit of a bang, Xia Ping's feet produced a huge explosive force. The whole person flew out like a Peng Peng. The back seemed to grow two wings and marched on the air.

Just a moment, the distance of hundreds of meters jumped over.

"How can it be?"

Feeling the ground vibration, Xu Jianhua couldn't help but look back and found that Xia Ping suddenly crossed the distance of hundreds of meters and went directly to his place dozens of meters away.

Roar

A large number of corpse kings on the ground felt the breath of life. All of them were snarling, dying, and the soil was blackened, as if they were deeply cursed.

If ordinary people in this place are attacked by these breaths, they will be immediately converted into zombies.

"Not moving as you come!"

Xia Ping's eyes seemed to flash out the symbol of the hexagram, and the whole body was wrapped in golden gas. Like the same Buddha, he reached out to the palm of his hand and descended from the sky. He shot the palm toward the ground.

A palm blasted, and immediately formed a huge golden palm, the golden explosion, the voice of countless Buddhas singing in the Vatican in the void, solemn and sacred, sacred and broad, the past.

"Ah!"

These corpse kings have screamed, and they are more miserable than killing pigs. They feel the infinite Buddha light. They are like the attack of sulfuric acid, and the body has a lot of white mist.

Boom!

A palm slap on the ground, like the morning bells and drums, sweeping all the haze, hundreds of corpse kings immediately turned into ashes, was photographed as powder, the ground produced terrible vibrations, roaring.

Some of the corpse kings in contact with these Buddhas also screamed, as if they were burnt, the horror of the retrogression, they did not dare to approach, there was a huge golden palm print on the ground, it seems that even the soil was grilled into golden yellow.