God Level Demon Chapter 322: Lu Weihai dead

Chapter 322: Lu Weihai dead

"Yes, yes, yes! Run! We must run!"

When he heard this, Lu Weihai was like a chicken pecking at rice. His face was pale. He could not resist the man with knife scare face strength at all and was pulled away like a chicken.

"Young Master Lu, as long as we escape from this kid's attack range, no matter how powerful this kid is, he won't be able to kill us." The man with knife scar thought it through very clearly. Even if all his brothers were dead, as long as he could save this Young Master Lu and obtain the friends.h.i.+p of this direct descendant of the Lu family, then he would have no worries in the future and would definitely soar.

As for his dead brothers, there was nothing he could do about it. If he came out to mess around, he would definitely end up kicking a metal plate. If he wanted to kill someone, he had to be mentally prepared to be killed.

In just a few breaths, they had already moved four to five hundred meters away from Xia Ping's attack range.

"Just you wait."

Lu Weihai gritted his teeth. His eyes were filled with killing intent. "When I return to the Lu family, I will immediately mobilize the Lu family's guards and kill you." I will tear you into pieces. "Even the people around you, i will not let off."

"Not a single one will remain!"

His heart was filled with hatred. He had never suffered such humiliation in his entire life. He had been defeated twice in a row. This was simply a great humiliation that he would never forget.

No matter what methods he used, he had to kill this brat and wash away his humiliation!

"Oh no, Lu Weihai escaped." Jiang Yaru and the others were extremely anxious. They knew that if Lu Weihai escaped, they would be in big trouble.

After all, Lu Weihai was a direct descendant of the Lu family. They were already at each other's throats. If they allowed him to leave, who knew how much trouble he would bring.

Perhaps the Lu Clan would come after them as soon as they left the Yin corpse Mountains.

"He can't escape."

Xia Ping's eyes flashed with a cold light, his killing intent soaring to the heavens. He immediately took out his treasure Moon Shooting Bow from his spatial ring, nocked an arrow, and aimed it at the man with Knife scar , locking onto him with his mind power.

Taking a step forward, he circulated the true energy in his dantian region, sending a powerful stream of true qi into the Moon Shooting Bow. Instantly, the entire bow began to hum, as if there were inscriptions vibrating, emitting golden light.

At this moment, Xia Ping's mental strength seemed to be immersed in the treasured bow. It was as if he had once again entered the pinnacle level of strength, reaching the realm of becoming one with the bow.

He could sense that at this moment, the entire world was in a state of silence. The mountains, the earth, the rivers, and the strong winds seemed to have become one with his mental strength.

Swis.h.!.+

In the blink of an eye, the arrow shot out, imbued with Xia Ping's powerful true energy. Like a bolt of lightning, it tore through the air, making it impossible to see the shadow of the arrow. It was a speed that surpa.s.sed the level of human eye detection.

"What?!"

The man with knife scar had been fleeing, but suddenly, his instincts as an Eighth stage of the martial artist realm caused his hair to stand on end, as if an intense danger was approaching.

However, he did not know what had happened. He instinctively turned his head and was shocked to discover that a black light had appeared in front of his eyes.

In the next second, the black light penetrated his head.

Bang!

The man with knife scar didn't even have a chance to scream. His forehead was instantly pierced through, and a huge b.l.o.o.d.y hole appeared. Even his body was affected by this powerful strength.

Under the force of inertia, his body flew up like a football and smashed into a hard mountain wall on the opposite side. With a crack, a human-shaped hole was created from the impact. Rock fragments flew everywhere, and dust billowed.

"That's ridiculous."

Feng Hetang and the others were flabbergasted. They could only watch as the man with the man with knife scar died tragically on the spot. His head had been pierced through by a black arrow and was nailed to the mountain wall. Blood dripped down from his head.

They could also see that the man with knife scar eyes were wide open, and his pupils contained a trace of disbelief, a trace of unwillingness, and a trace of regret. How could he have never imagined that he would die like this?!

He was clearly several hundred meters away from the enemy's attack range. However, he was still dead. There was no way for him to escape. The arrow had pierced through his head.

"The power of the Paramount realm is indeed impressive." Xia Ping felt his control over the power of the Paramount realm become more proficient when he shot out the arrow again. Just this arrow alone could allow him to skip three stage. Killing a ninth stage of the martial artist realm was no problem.

However, this kind of arrow consumed too much true qi. With his current true qi, he could at most use three arrows. If he used three arrows, it would be a little troublesome to kill other martial artists. It could be said that it was impossible.

Therefore, it could only be used as a trump card. It could not be used when encountering a skilled and powerful enemy.

After all, without true qi, a cultivator would be like a car without fuel. It was unknown how weak they would become, but anyone could kill a cultivator.

"d.a.m.n it!" Seeing that even the scar-faced man was killed by one arrow, Lu Weihai was so scared that his face turned pale. He rolled and crawled, not daring to stay any longer, and quickly fled into the distance.

Whoos.h.!.+

Xia Ping's silhouette flickered as he executed the Kun Peng Steps, leaping over a hundred meters in a single leap and striking out with his palm.

Boom! Like the morning bell and evening drum, it struck Lu Weihai's body and sent him flying on the ground like a dead dog.

In the end, Lu Weihai fell to the ground and coughed out blood. A huge human-shaped hole appeared on the ground.

Xia Ping took another step forward and stood in front of Lu Weihai. He looked down at him.

"What do you want?" "What do you want?!"

Lu Weihai shouted, "Do you know that I am from the Lu family?" Do you know that I am Lu Weihai? If you dare to kill me, my father will not let you off. The Lu family will not let you off either.

"At that time, not only you but even your family and friends will have to die, understand?"

He tried to intimidate Xia Ping.

"I know."

Xia Ping nodded and looked at him.

"You, you know?" Lu Weihai was stunned. He did not know what Xia Ping meant.

Xia Ping looked down. "Yes, I know, but you will still die."

When he heard this, Lu Weihai immediately understood. This brat knew that he was Lu Weihai and knew that he was a member of the Lu family. He also knew very well how powerful the Lu family was.

Because he knew everything, he had to die.

As long as he died in the Yin Corpse Mountains, no one would know how Lu Weihai died. Even the Lu Clan would not be able to find any clues. In fact, they would not even be able to find his enemies.

Therefore, it was impossible for him not to die.

"No, no, no!!!" Lu Weihai cried out in fear. He understood this and tried to struggle.

However, no matter how he struggled, he was crippled by Xia Ping with a single palm strike. He had no strength at all, and it was at such a short distance. It was impossible to dodge.

Xia Ping slammed his palm down onto Lu Weihai's head, causing a huge shockwave to explode out. The top of his head shattered, and blood oozed out of his seven orifices.

Lu Weihai, dead!