"Damn beast, he's killed another Golden Core True Person!"
Rong Hang was furious to the point of madness, his eyes bloodshot. He dearly wished he could immediately butcher Xia Ping.
Watching Mysterious Heaven Sect disciples die one after another at Xia Ping's hands filled him with grief and indignation, endless sorrow surging through his heart.
Although Xia Ping had displayed overwhelming strength, they still had eight Golden Core True Persons. With strength in numbers, they still had a chance to deal with this damned native, kill him, and pull him out by the roots.
"You little bastard, I want your life! Supreme Void Sword!"
Rong Hang roared furiously. He drew a treasured sword and unleashed a sword-art divine ability. His sword struck out, its Sword Qi hidden in the formless, slipping into the void and generating terrifying spatial power.
The power of this sword was exceedingly dreadful. Gathering the power of the void, even a mid-grade defensive spirit artifact would be unable to withstand this astonishing strike and would be cleaved in two in an instant.
The moment he attacked, he displayed the terrifying strength of the mid-stage Golden Core Realm, far surpassing the other Golden Core True Persons.
"Don't fear this native! Two fists cannot defeat four hands. Everyone, attack together and slaughter this brat! Tyrant Dragon Sky-Mad Saber!"
Seeing Rong Hang make his move, another Mysterious Heaven Sect Golden Core True Person refused to be outdone. Holding a golden greatsaber, he chopped toward Xia Ping with unmatched ferocity, like a violent dragon emerging into the world.
As this slash descended, it gathered terrifying saber qi. Deep within the saber qi, golden runes trembled one after another in jagged shapes, as though they could split the sky in half, containing ultimate destructive power.
"Heaven-Devouring Cloud Tiger Force!"
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