Chapter 635: Waste
ter the Hmong villager left, the five of them also walked into the Hmong King's hall.These five people are the five heads of the Miao village.“Have you prepared all the materials for the Corpse King t...This enormous fist was formed by the condensing of the four great vajra's energy. Just now, when they punched into the air, it wasn't a waste of their energy, but rather they concentrated their energy in mid-air, eventually gathering it into this gigantic fist.
Waves of immense power surged from that colossal fist, followed immediately by its massive sweep towards Chen Ping.
This punch, the mere wind it whipped up, was like a gale force ten, roaring and whistling. Even dust and stones were flying everywhere.
Qin Xiaoxiao was blown so hard that he couldn't open his eyes, and hurriedly stepped back, a hint of smugness on his face: "Chen Ping, let me see how you survive under such a punch."
Chen Ping's eyes narrowed, staring at the fist falling from the sky. He slowly raised his right hand and suddenly stomped on the ground.
Click click click....
As Chen Ping kicked with all his might, cracks appeared on the hard road surface, resembling a spiderweb. The ground beneath his feet began to split outwards.
The crack became wider and wider until you could fit your whole hand inside.
Looking at the cracks on the ground, Qin Xiaohan's face, which was originally full of pride, instantly turned cold.
This kick turned the ground into this state, how powerful was Chen Ping
Before Qin Xiaotien could react, there was a deafening boom. Chen Ping leaped into the air and smashed his fist against the descending giant fist with all his might.
A blinding flash of gold light flashed, and the enormous fist was shattered by Chen Ping's strike, ultimately dissolving into wisps of cloud smoke scattered by the wind.
Seeing this, the Four Great Heavenly Kings were not reconciled, so they once again swung their fists towards the sky, and soon that huge fist condensed again.
Chen Ping had just launched a powerful strike, almost depleting his spiritual energy. But as he landed, another punch came flying towards him.
Chen Ping looked up, and in the blink of an eye, that enormous fist was right above his head.
Chen Ping gritted his teeth and desperately used his sturdy flesh to withstand the punch.
Boom!
After a deafening roar, like an explosion from the heavens, a violent blast occurred.
The shockwave made Qin Xiaottian, who was not far away, feel a tremor. Dozens of pounds of stones were blown everywhere.
The solid pavement was directly hit, creating a large pit several meters wide. Chen Ping stood in the middle of the pit, his clothes torn to shreds by the blast, revealing his bronze skin.
Qin Xiaottian saw this, and hurried to the edge of the big pit. He wanted to see if Chen Ping was smashed into a meat paste by this punch. But when he saw Chen Ping standing in the middle of the big pit unharmed, except for his tattered clothes, with not even a scratch on his body, Qin Xiaottian was dumbfounded.
While Chen Ping looked at his rather disheveled appearance, he was secretly delighted in his heart. His current body was far stronger than he had imagined. No wonder even a cultivator like Long Wu, with such strength, had to go through so much trouble to obtain that Qiti Dan!
Chen Ping slowly raised his head, completely ignoring his current disheveled appearance, and grinned at Qin Xiaoxiao, revealing a mouthful of white teeth that almost made Qin Xiaoxiao furious.
"Trash, you're all trash, keep hitting, hit until they're dead…………"
Qin Xiaoshan roared, the Four Great Vajras could only once again gather their qi and slam it into the sky!
Boommmmm…………...
A massive fist fell from the sky once more. Chen Ping stood straight in the center of the deep pit, enduring this thunderous blow!
When the giant fist struck Chen Ping, he not only felt no pain whatsoever, but instead a very comfortable sensation. It seemed that the more his body was tempered, the stronger and more indestructible it became.
Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!ed by a city gate. On the plaque above the gate, it read "Jile City" three times.There were two armored soldiers at the door, each holding a weapon. Chen Ping could tell at a glance that the weapons i...