"This guy is done for. If he dares to fight with our young lady, isn't he looking for death?"
"Yes, our lady is about to become a little spiritual master no matter what, how can he, a loser, be our lady's match!"
"Wait for him to die, let's see if he can pretend anymore!"
Everyone was talking about it.
The other party is just a person in the spirit transformation realm, how can he be compared with someone who is about to become a spirit warrior like his own lady?
The most important thing is to see his own lady take action.
The other guy didn't make any moves, he just stayed in place.
Just don't make any defense at all. Isn't this seeking death?
Moreover, they could predict that in the next scene, this guy would be knocked away by his lady's palm!
However, a scene that surprised them appeared in front of them.
The guy still didn't move much. The moment his lady attacked, he slowly raised a hand and slowly spread his fingers.
Face your own lady’s palms!
Then, after this blow, the opponent stood motionless on the ground.
Caught it?
After everyone saw it, their eyes widened in disbelief.
How could this guy, a person with the strength of the Spirit Transformation Realm, follow up with an attack from his own lady that was close to the Little Spirit Master Realm?
And Su Muyao also saw her palm containing five or six points of strength hit the opponent's palm, but the opponent's expression did not change at all.
Mei Mu was also surprised, "How is that possible!"
"How is it impossible?"
Meng Jing smiled and glanced at Su Muyao casually.
This little girl's cultivation strength has improved so quickly. Just during the hunting process in this beast mountain, she has reached the peak level of a spiritual practitioner.
He was almost breaking through to the realm of a small spiritual master.
Such a heaven-defying cultivation speed is really not easy!
However, even so, can it be faster than my own system?
It can’t be okay!
"I do not believe!"
Su Muyao also pushed with her palm and injected a little more strength into the palm.
But Meng Jing remained motionless.
However, the look towards Su Muyao changed.
"Su Muyao, I've lived in your Su family for three years, and I don't want to do anything to you. You'd better not force me!"
The original owner of this body had lived in their Su family for three years, so he felt a sense of kindness.
Therefore, this is also the reason why he has not taken action against this little girl.
But this little girl is so shameless!
Instead, it got a little worse!
If she doesn't leave, don't blame yourself for being heartless!
"hehe!"
Su Muyao also had a cold face and said nothing more.
On the other hand, after the haha, the breath on his body became much colder.
"Then don't blame me!"
Seeing that there was some killing intent in the other person's aura, Meng Jing couldn't say much.
He directly grabbed the hand that was facing Su Muyao and grabbed all the opponent's slender fingers in his palm.
Turn it hard!
The clicking sound keeps ringing!
"ah!"
Su Muyao trembled a few times, obviously not expecting that Meng Jing would do this. After letting out a sigh, she kept taking a few breaths of cold air.
Looking at his wrist, Meng Jing has broken it!
There was no way I could lift it up again!
However, the opponent's movements were far from stopping and he continued to flip!
It looks like he is planning to destroy his entire arm!
"Wind and Cloud Palm!"
Su Muyao's face became ugly. If she continued like this, her arm would really become useless.
But when he wanted to break free from the other party, he found that the other party had locked his hand tightly, making it impossible to struggle out.
He could only let out a soft drink, raised his other hand, and struck Meng Jing.
"Innocent!"
Another palm struck, and Meng Jing also smiled.
Just like before, at the same time as the other party slapped him.
As soon as he turned around, that palm contained a lot of power and was struck empty.
Unfortunately, when the palm fell, although it did not hit Meng Jing, it just hit the barrier behind Meng Jing that trapped the Bull Demon King.
With a click, the barrier shattered!
The violent and turbulent aura swept across the entire land the moment the barrier shattered!
This is the strength of the little spiritual master at his peak level!
"Sir, I'm out!"
Seeing the barrier shattered, the Bull Demon King in the barrier walked out with heavy steps and a smile on his face.
Meng Jingding nodded, which just saved him from taking action.
It's just that this guy's injuries were too serious!
If this continues, he may at least bleed to death!
He had no choice but to take advantage of the gap between the opponent's slap and free his hand.
Stretch out two fingers, and there are a few strands of pure spiritual energy floating on the tips of those two fingers.
With a slight flick, it bounced towards the body of the Bull Demon King.
Tsk tsk tsk!
Soon, with the help of a few strands of Meng Jing's pure spiritual energy, the wounds on the Bull Demon King's body began to heal.
The bleeding wound instantly left not even a scar.
"Thank you, sir!"
Seeing in front of her that she had accidentally broken the barrier, Su Muyao's expression changed.
Hearing the Bull Demon King address the other person as "sir" again, he spoke with an even more respectful expression and a look of shock.
Could it be that this guy really wasn't joking?
Is this all true?
Is this really his pet?
how could it be possible!
His strength is obviously only in the spirit transformation realm. How can he make a demon beast in the realm of a small spiritual master be so obedient?
Suddenly, Su Muyao seemed to realize something and quickly turned around.
At this time, the children of the Su family were in chaos because of the appearance of the Bull Demon King.
"Don't panic, prepare the sword formation!"
Su Muyao turned around and shouted softly.
Holding back the severe pain in his arm, he retracted his wrist, and his dexterous little hand slipped out of Meng Jing's palm like a carp jerking.
Then, he suddenly stepped back a few meters.
"grown ups!"
Seeing Su Muyao return to the Su family's children, the Bull Demon King also clenched his hands and rushed out to catch her.
"Not urgent!"
Meng Jing also stopped him with his hand and smiled.
He really wanted to see how powerful this Su family sword formation was!
I saw that after Su Muyao returned to the Su family, she quickly took out a pill and swallowed it. The ugly expression on her face suddenly looked much better.
The children of the Su family who were in chaos breathed a sigh of relief when they saw their eldest lady back again.
Once again, they set up their respective formations to face Meng Jing.
"Are you sure you want to do this?"
Meng Jing looked at Su Muchao and asked coldly.
"hehe!"
Su Muyao ignored Meng Jing, but glanced at the Su family's children after they had set up their formation.
With a wave of a finger!
"The Su family sword formation is ready!"
Just give an order.
The dozen Su family disciples in front of Su Muyao each took out each other's spiritual weapons in their hands.
Touch the surface of the spiritual weapon with your fingertips, and the spiritual weapon suddenly emits a cold light!
The cold light emitted by more than a dozen spiritual weapons was as powerful as a small spiritual master.
In addition, behind him was Su Muyao, who was about to enter the realm of a little spiritual master.
The aura is even close to the peak power of the little spiritual master!
For a moment, the killing intent was overwhelming!
"put!"
After Su Muyao finished speaking, the light gathered on the surface of the spiritual weapons held by the dozen Su family disciples was immediately released.
Different from personal release, the light released by the dozen or so children of the Su family directly converged into a core position.
Then, he went straight to Meng Jing.
"Is this so powerful?"
Meng Jing was also very disdainful when he saw the sword light coming towards him.
With a flick of his fingertips, he took out a spiritual weapon from the ring and held it in his hand.
At the moment when the sword light was about to strike, Meng Jing waved the spiritual weapon tightly in his hand.
Similarly, a sword light condensed from the surface of the spiritual weapon, turned into a sword light, and faced it...
