"Ancestor!" Ma Hui and Gao Jun were filled with terror. The ancestor, who was like a god in their hearts, died just like that!
Run!
Run quickly!!
This was the only thought left in their minds now.
However, Xu Ping naturally wouldn't give them this chance; he understood the principle of cutting weeds and eliminating the roots.
Xu Ping's figure flashed, hurtling towards the two men.
The two were already scared out of their wits by Xu Ping, unable to muster any courage to fight back.
But stimulated by the fear of death, they certainly wouldn't just wait to die.
Ma Hui manipulated a humanoid monster to charge at Xu Ping, and dense golden arrows from the sky shot down explosively.
Xu Ping's eyes narrowed, his speed skyrocketed again, easily dodging the rain of arrows, and then a wave of sword qi shattered the humanoid monster.
With no more obstacles in front, he caught up to the two in an instant.
"Die!"
