There was a boom, and a dull loud noise exploded from the moment the two people's palms faced each other.
Suddenly, an invisible force rippled out and spread around.
Everywhere it touched, there was a loud roaring sound.
Suddenly, the surroundings were in a mess!
"hiss--"
With this palm strike, Meng Jing couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
The figure was even shaken by the opponent's powerful counter-thrust force and was shaken a dozen meters away.
Fortunately, my physical body is strong enough.
Otherwise, if you hit the opponent with a palm strike, just flying more than ten meters is a trivial matter. The important thing is that your own palm is probably not safe!
Moreover, while he is also in the realm of Little Spirit Master, his current cultivation level is only about the second level of Little Spirit Master.
What about the other party?
That is the strength of Xiao Lingzun at his peak and late stage!
I am afraid that I am the only one who can compete with a powerful person who is at the peak of Xiao Lingzun's late stage and can still maintain his figure!
You know, after entering the realm of Xiaolingzun, the gap in strength is quite large.
The strength of a small realm alone is enough to crush two or three strong men of the Spirit Emperor realm.
There is an insurmountable gap between them!
"Young man, your strength is very good, I didn't expect that I can't see through it!"
Seeing Meng Jing take that palm, the old man's eyes were even more surprised.
Currently, I am at the level of Little Spirit Lord. Looking at the entire Xuanwu Town and even the entire Xuanwu Empire, there are only a handful of people who can reach the level of Little Spirit Lord.
But the fact that the young man in front of him could receive his own palm was enough to show that the opponent's strength was probably also around the level of Little Spirit Master.
But after looking at this young man, I couldn't see anything about the young man's true cultivation.
If the other party deliberately hides his cultivation level, then with his own strength as a Little Spirit Master, he should be able to see the other party's cultivation level.
Why did I look at the other party carefully and didn't see anything?
It can only be seen that the opponent's cultivation strength is around the spirit transformation realm.
Is it true that there is only the spirit transformation realm?
The old man shook his head slightly, he couldn't believe that this simple idea came into his mind.
If the opponent really only has the strength of the Spiritual Transformation Realm, then how can he receive his palm?
No matter how you think about it, this seems impossible.
What if the other party is at the Xiaolingzun level?
The old man also found it hard to believe.
This person has been practicing since his mother was born, and even now it is impossible for him to reach the level of Little Spirit Master!
In other words, even if he has a lot of training resources, it will be difficult for him to reach the current level of strength!
"Is it possible that the other party is from the ancient sect?"
The old man thought for a moment, and then when he looked at Meng Jing again, he was particularly surprised.
"You still want to see my cultivation strength, so go ahead and play in the mud!"
Meng Jing also laughed secretly in his heart when he saw the old man's changing expressions.
Your own cultivation level and strength are hidden by the system. If you want to see it, even God can't.
"Thunder Palm!"
The old man didn't think much, he just swept his figure and jumped down from mid-air.
Although the old man is quite old, his figure is a bit old.
But with just a slight jump, Meng Jing felt the terrifying speed of the opponent's cultivation.
This kind of terror may soon catch up with him.
After the old man jumped down, he arrived in front of Meng Jing in the blink of an eye.
In the palm of his hand was a ball of purple lightning.
The next moment, he was hitting Meng Jing.
Meng Jing didn't hesitate much and jumped back quickly.
Use Qian Ji to step on the clouds and dodge the moment the palm strikes.
boom!
The old man's palm missed, and the purple thunder and lightning condensed in his palm hit the ground under his feet.
As a loud noise sounded, the earth beneath his feet shone with purple light, and more and more cracks opened.
"Is it so powerful?"
Seeing the old man's attack, Meng Jing's eyelids jumped.
The power of this blow is really fierce!
If you are attacked by this one, you will be seriously injured even if you don't die!
Thinking of this, Meng Jing couldn't help but break into a cold sweat.
After so long, this old man is the first person who can bring such a strong sense of oppression to him!
Looks like you have messed with a troublesome person!
"pity!"
The old man looked at his missed palm and felt it was a pity, but he was still surprised by the opponent's speed.
Being able to dodge his own blow, this young man seemed to have some strength.
"Fengyun Juan!"
Meng Jing shouted loudly, stretched out a palm, and a strong cold wind immediately spurted out from the palm of his hand.
Originally, he didn't plan to use this skill, but Meng Jing searched for his own skills, and the only one who could distance himself from the old man was Su Muyao's skill.
As for this skill, its grade is at Xuan Da level.
In terms of his own strength, he can definitely compete with the opponent.
Moreover, wait until the old man is dealt with before considering giving up this skill.
Right now, defeating the old man is the most important thing!
As soon as Meng Jing fell, a cold wind quickly hit the old man.
"Is this the technique taught by my disciple Xiyue?"
Seeing that cold wind, the old man looked at Meng Jing with disbelief in his pupils.
"I'll go, Xiyue is his apprentice?"
Listening to what the old man said, Meng Jing's eyelids twitched and he was a little surprised.
I originally thought of not using this skill so that Teacher Xiyue wouldn't know about it.
However, right now, this master who taught the exercises appeared in front of him.
This is a bit embarrassing!
After the old man finished speaking, anger rose in his pale figure.
With a gentle wave of his hand, the cold wind that hit him disappeared.
"How did you young man learn this secretly?"
The old man asked angrily.
You must know that it is not that easy to learn this mysterious level technique.
What's more, this technique was created by me personally, and no one other than my disciples is allowed to learn it.
At present, this young man has not only learned all the contents of this technique secretly, but is also extremely proficient in its application.
How is this possible in seven or eight years?
"Haha, tell you? What a beautiful thought!"
Meng Jing sneered and said disdainfully when he saw the old man becoming angry.
"Then it seems necessary to catch you, a young man, and question him!"
The old man's breath suddenly cooled down, and his pale figure was also wrapped in purple at that moment.
While the purple thunder and lightning was wrapped, crackling sounds continued to burst out from itself.
For a moment, the surrounding sky became extremely dark.
The wind roared and lightning flashed.
Meng Jing was slightly shocked when he saw that the sky, which was originally clear and clear, had turned into this scene.
Unexpectedly, the other party's strength is so powerful and can control the wind and rain.
"In this case, let you taste the punishment of heaven, and then you will know how to repent!"
The old man said.
Then, there was a thunder and a boom, exploding from the sky...
