What kind of monster is this person?
His swordsmanship is unparalleled, second-stage middle-grade body refining, and puppets that can hide divine sense. His overall strength is probably not much different from a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator.
Facing everyone's shock, Xu Ping expressionlessly collected the spoils of battle from the two bodies. As for the silver-armored cultivator, seeing the situation turning unfavorable, he had already fled, and Xu Ping couldn't be bothered to pursue him.
He flicked out two fireballs, reducing the two bodies to ashes, then swept his gaze over the crowd hiding in the shadows.
As his gaze swept over them, everyone felt a chill in their hearts, goosebumps popping up involuntarily.
Song Li felt especially intense, as if Xu Ping's gaze lingered the longest where he was hiding.
Seeing that no one dared to jump out, Xu Ping smirked coldly at the corner of his mouth, mounted his escape light, and flew away into the distance.
