"Boss!"
Seeing Chen Dao die so miserably, the bandits all cried out, their eyes splitting with rage, their entire bodies trembling. They simply could not believe that Chen Dao had died just like that.
Chen Dao was a seventh-level Martial Master Realm expert. In a place like the Wild Forest, even when he encountered countless powerful monsters, he had still managed to survive until now.
Yet who could have imagined that after merely encountering a young man, their boss would be slaughtered?
"Kill him!"
"Avenge the boss!"
"You damned bastard, I'll destroy you and tear you into ten thousand pieces!"
The bandits were all enraged beyond measure. More than a dozen of their companions had already been killed, and now they had watched their boss die a miserable death right before their eyes.
How could they endure such a thing?!
If they did not destroy this brat, they would never be able to swallow the foul rage in their hearts!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!!!
Twenty or thirty Martial Master Realm bandits struck at once, charging in from every direction like hungry wolves. Terrifying auras erupted from their bodies as their true essence burst forth.
Some wielded swords, some sabers, some long spears, while others fought barehanded. Nearly every kind of weapon was present as they unleashed their ultimate techniques and attacked Xia Ping.
Streams of terrifying force came crushing down, converging into a vast torrent that blanketed the sky and earth. Even if their boss Chen Dao had been standing here, he would have been cut down in an instant.
"Good, you came at the right time!"
A cold gleam flashed in Xia Ping's eyes. His spiritual power seeped deep into the Golden Light Mirror, and at that moment, he seemed to grasp some of its mysteries.
With a boom, the