Head Piercing Seven Arrows Art!

"Die for me!"

Li Hu smiled ferociously and waved the giant hammer. Layers of hammer shadows appeared in the

void. Each hammer contained the power of thousands of jin. Once hit, ordinary martial artists would

immediately turn into a ball of meat sauce.

Even through the screen, the audience felt the suffocating pressure, as if they would die if they

were hit by a hammer, and they could not resist it at all.

"Huh?!"

Xia Ping wanted to make a move and punch the giant hammer away, but at this moment, five or six

cold lights flew in the distance, each of them extremely fast, breaking through the sound barrier.

Even its trajectory was winding, like a spirit snake, aiming at every vital part of him, as if as long as

he dared to attack Li Hu, he would immediately be pierced through the heart.

Whoosh!

Xia Ping's figure flickered. He used the Kun Peng Step. His feet created a phantom. He moved in