"Roar!"
A Bull Demon let out a tremendous roar and charged over like a tank, shaking the ground with every step. A terrifying aura radiated from its body.
"Die!"
Xia Ping brought his sword down. The strike was like Drizzling Spring Rain, like a lover's whisper—gentle beyond compare, yet filled with a murderous intent that made one tremble.
With a sharp whoosh, a line of spring rain slashed through the air. A clear, blood-red line appeared across the Bull Demon's body. Then, with a snap, it split in two down the middle, blood spurting out like a fountain as its halves crashed to the ground on either side, kicking up clouds of dust.
"Damn you, human!"
"You dare kill one of our own? Kill him at once!"
The Bull Demons roared in fury. Seeing one of their companions fall beside them, they were beside themselves with rage. Dozens charged over, raising their massive axes and bringing them down hard.
At once, dozens of terrifying waves of force came crashing down, shaking the heavens and earth. Xia Ping's feet traced an uncanny pattern. Like a Kunpeng, he let his mental power spread in every direction, merging with the surrounding environment.
The air, dust, rocks, soil—everything was crystal clear to his mental senses. His body moved as if on instinct, without the need for conscious thought.
He dodged the Bull Demons' attacks in an instant. Their waves of force smashed into the ground, carving dozens of dreadful fissures. A massive boulder in the distance was cleaved to pieces.
This showed just how formidable the Bull Demons were. They could lift enormous cauldrons with ease, and a single axe strike could crack the earth. Even an ordinary First Heaven of Martial Master Realm expert couldn't withstand a blow like that.
"Die!"
Xia Ping