Chapter 709: Pile him!

"Humans, humans have come to die."

"Haha, another one to die, it is just going forward."

"Kill him, cook it and eat it."

Seeing that Xia Ping appeared in this place, many demons were alarmed. They were all looking at them. Looking at Xia Ping’s eyes, it was like watching prey.

They have terrible killings in their bodies, and their eyes are full of drama, because there are also some humans and monsters who tried to get out, but they all died and became food in their stomachs.

"Humanity!"

A demon boss stood up and looked at Xia Ping very fiercely. "I give you two choices, one is to commit suicide, so that you can be free from the flesh and blood and do not need to be tortured."

"The second one is to resist and we will kill you personally. At that time, you will be tortured and you will die."

"On the two choices, you choose one."

It is very overbearing and arrogant, giving Xia Ping two choices, but no matter which one is a dead end!

Other demon eyes are very proud, and they feel that this is a matter of course. They are crowded, and no matter how the kid jumps, they can't jump out of their palms.

"Choose a fart, who do you think you are, give me two choices, why don't you die!" Xia Ping's eyes showed a chill, and immediately shot the evil spirits, no nonsense.

Treasures of the soul!

In the twinkling of an eye, he took out this treasure, and his body's suffocating madness was instilled, and a few breaths inspired the deepest power of this treasure.

Bell, bell, bell

Centered on this dementor bell, the area of ​​a few hundred meters is immediately covered by a strange sound, and the violent and undulating spirits shrouded the place.

This group of demons was caught off guard, and they were recruited at once.

They feel that their souls seem to have been bombarded by a huge hammer, and they are so dizzy that they have lost their consciousness in an instant.

"Go to death!"

Xia Ping took the Yanlong Excalibur in his right hand, and a sword went to these evil spirits.

The first season of the four seasons swordsmanship spring rain!

From the top of this Yanlong Excalibur, a burst of swordsmanship bursts out immediately. These swords are condensed into essence, turned into rain, and fall from the sky.

But these swords and rains are not ordinary swords, tough, to the extreme, like cowhide, and at the same time invincible, able to cut steel.

Even these swords contain the power of the flame, showing a deep red color, and the whole air seems to be burned by such a flame, and the temperature rises sharply.

The rain at this time is not ordinary rain, but the rain of Jianqi, the rain of fire.

Suddenly, countless flames of swords broke out and bombarded the demon.

Hey! ! !

A head demon was hit by these swords, and the whole body was cut into countless pieces, and the head, hands, feet and other parts were easily cut out, flying in all directions, and the blood was poured on the ground.

Even these swords have a terrible power of flames, and they are stained on these demons, as if they had encountered gas, they immediately ignited.

The entire body of these demons turned into a huge torch, burning wildly.

"No no no!!!"

A head demon screamed screamingly, and after they recovered their sense of lucidity, they found that they had been smashed into a dozen pieces by Xia Ping’s sword and could not return to heaven.

Severe pain spread throughout the body, and every nerve seems to have a stinging pain, but they have no strength to resist at all. They can only make screams and pains.

A few breaths, hundreds of demons were killed.

The demon boss was the most miserable. It was attacked by Xia Ping's key attack. After dozens of swords attacked, he suddenly unloaded it, and even the screams could not be issued.

Maybe when he died, he didn't know how he died.

Yanlong Excalibur, the four seasons swordsmanship, coupled with the strength of the Xia Pingwu division, the strength of the suffocating, these things superimposed, the eruption of the masters in an instant, sweeping all enemies.

"The treasure, this human has a treasure."

"What about the treasures? We have a large number of people, and piles are piled up to kill him."

"The wicked man, together, kills him."

The evil spirits around them were stunned, and all of them were angry. When they saw this human being, they killed so many companions in an instant. They were all in full swing, and they wanted to cut Xia Ping into countless pieces.

"Stupid, like you evil spirits, I don't know how many have killed, but also want to kill me? It's just a joke, one hundred zeros are added up!"

Xia Ping sneered, he made a second sword, did his best, and did not intend to keep his hand. He had to make a quick decision, leave the celestial cemetery, get the white spirit, and promote the master.

So, where does he have time and this group of demons are messing around here.

The fourth season of swordsmanship is the third style of autumn wind!

This style is the most dignified sword of the four seasons swordsmanship. This is basically for the sake of killing. Every sword contains deadly killings.

A sword was made, and the square kilometers were shrouded in the horrible killing of Xia Ping.

It seems that at this moment, autumn is coming, the autumn wind is soothing, everything is ruined, the dead leaves are dying, and any life will face withering at this moment, as if the gods are at dusk.

Hey! !

A flame of fire broke out, but such a flame was not violent, devastating, but a chill of coldness, the ultimate coldness, and the coldness of the bones.

The flames of the world are not always hot, burning everything, but also the flame that freezes everything. It contains the killing of autumn, like the cold fire of the bones, the death flame born from the depths of Huangquan.

Although this is not a true death flame, it is just a rudimentary shape, but it is enough to make people feel chilly.

Hey! ! !

A head demon flies in the air, they can't even react, and as soon as the flames sweep over, the sword is as silky and cuts toward their necks.

With a bang, a bloodshot appeared on the neck, and the whole head fell to the ground like this, and the incision was smooth.

Their eyes are very stunned, and it seems that they did not expect to die like this.

Just after the breeze, they found that their heads had moved, and they didn’t even know how they died.

Suddenly, a few breaths, Xia Ping several swords down, thousands of evil spirits were killed, like dumplings, falling from the air, roaring.

"This human being is a monster!"

Rao is this group of demons who are not afraid of death. At this moment, they were also shocked by Xia Ping’s murder. They did not go to kill Xia Ping, but went up to death.

If bravely can kill the enemy, they are naturally not afraid. The problem is that they are brave and just sent to death. They line up and shoot, they hesitate, and whether this is useful.

"good chance!"

Xia Ping suddenly saw that this group of demons had been shaken, and a gap was opened in the middle. He immediately acted and displayed the Peng Peng step and rushed out to this place.