"Is this guy a monster?"
Xu Jianhua's eyes nearly bulged out. Xia Ping was only at the Seventh Heaven of Martial Artist Realm, yet he was terrifyingly powerful. Even though he'd cultivated an art that countered the dead, it shouldn't have made him this strong.
One palm strike had wiped out over a hundred Corpse Kings. It was absurd.
No wonder the Xu Family elders had ordered them to kill Xia Ping as quickly as possible, whatever the cost. If someone like him grew stronger, he could flatten the entire Xu Family.
"Once I get back, I have to warn my big brother immediately. We can't let someone like him live. We have to eliminate him at any cost, or the Xu Family will be in grave danger." Xu Jianhua's heart hardened.
But the next second, he froze. Xia Ping had already rushed over and appeared right in front of him. A massive aura surged out, pressing down on him like Mount Tai Crushing Top. Xu Jianhua was so terrified he could barely move.
The surrounding Corpse Kings feared the Buddha's light and fled in every direction. Their fear of death far outweighed their greed for the Mystic Yin Fruit; they didn't dare stay in such a dangerous place.
"Wait!"
Xu Jianhua dropped to his knees with a thud, kowtowing desperately as he begged for mercy. "Lord Xia, spare me! Please spare my life! I was wrong. I really was wrong this time. I shouldn't have done this. I shouldn't have attacked you."
"If you spare me, I, Xu Jianhua, will be your dog. I'll serve you as a dog for the rest of my life!"
He kept kowtowing until blood ran from his forehead, but he didn't care at all.
Xu Jianhua was a student at the prestigious Yanhuang