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The huge palm had obviously shocked everyone present. They all thought that they wouldn't be able to withstand a single blow from this Martial Ancestor! However, it was true that this was nothing shameful. If they could block the attack of a Nascent Soul stage cultivator, it would be a joke. For a moment, no one dared to make any big movements!

However, there were some who were not affected by this aura. For example, the two Core Formation cultivators behind Tang Wanli!

In the previous exchange, the Nascent Soul stage Martial Ancestor didn't use his full strength either, but even so, seeing that the two Core Formation stage cultivators didn't seem to be injured at all, the Martial Ancestor felt very depressed. However, it was only depression. Core Formation cultivators, even if they were late stage Core Formation cultivators, would not stand a chance in front of them!

The difference between the Core Bearing Stage and the Nascent Soul Stage was just one level. However, if one did not have the ability to completely defy the heavens, it would be impossible for them to challenge someone stronger than them!

"Humph!" This old man wants to see just what kind of ability you have! " Seeing the two Core Formation cultivators charging at him again, the Martial Ancestor slowly said.

He linked his hands together and two palms appeared high up in the air, the same as when he'd just slapped Tang Wanli's body.

"Go!"

The three meter long palm ruthlessly attacked the incoming Core Formation cultivator with a huge pressure!

"Boom!" "Boom!" Unsurprisingly, two large palms slammed into the two Core Formation puppets. Their fate was no less than Tang Wanli's, sinking more than ten meters into the ground!

What kind of terrifying power was this!

"Looks like no one heard what I just said. I wonder if you will hit me, young miss?" Before this Nascent Soul Stage Martial Ancestor could finish his words, he was already a little stunned. This was because the two holes suddenly emitted a dazzling light, and immediately after, two explosions rang out. Two figures quickly emerged from the ten meter deep hole!

He did not stop to rest or use any weapons, he just directly rushed forward! It was a simple punch!

His speed could be compared to a Nascent Soul cultivator at this moment!

The surrounding cultivators also secretly clicked their tongues! They were all thinking that after enduring such a powerful attack, she could still move at such a terrifying speed. If it was them, they would have already lost their lives!

That Nascent Soul Stage Martial Ancestor's expression did not look good this time! If his first attack had been done carelessly, then his second attack hadn't caused any damage to the two of them. Then he wouldn't be able to show his face!

"Good, good! Who would have thought that the future would be different from the future! The two of them truly made the old Daoist look at them in a new light! Good! "Alright!" The old Daoist's face turned red, and he no longer wanted to conceal the anger in his heart!

"Demon Suppressing Hand ~ ~ Kill!" Before the mastermind who hurt his grandson could deal with him, he saw two clowns jumping around. More importantly, the clown in his eyes had actually blocked his attack, and had even provoked him more than once!

This time, the Martial Ancestor was truly angry!

"Demon Suppressing Hand — suppress all evils — kill!"

Following the gesture of that senior granduncle, not only was it a battle of attrition, the whole pavilion was also under pressure!

The attack this time was clearly different from the previous one. This time, he had the intention to kill!

"Kill!"

A huge palm once again appeared in the air, but compared to the previous few times, this was no different than a Senior Magus meeting a Junior Magus!

In the air, a ten-meter-long palm had actually appeared. More importantly, this palm had traces of blood-red light on it!

This time, not only Lu Jingting, even the Core Formation cultivators from the other sects, who were still trembling in battle, felt a bit of a shock in their hearts!

It was a tragedy for a dead rabbit and a dead fox!

Even a powerful cultivator in the late Core Formation Stage could be like that!

It was instantly destroyed!

Once they entered the Wealthy Class, they would become as deep as the sea. In fact, once you entered the cultivation world, you would not be able to leave even if you wanted to!

Unless you had the strength to rule over the entire world, there was no way to retreat!

"Mom, look at those two uncles," there were tears in Lu Jingting's eyes, "Dad, where are you? Why aren't you here yet? You two uncles are about to die! Where are you? " Lu Jingting said hoarsely! Beside her, Yu'er also patted her daughter's back! A glimmer of hope appeared in his eyes. Was that scoundrel of his really that powerful? His daughter was actually thinking about saving him when she was facing a Nascent Soul stage cultivator!

"Yes."

What both Lu Jingting and Yu'er didn't know was that the current Lu Ming was right in front of them. Not only that, it could be said that the current Lu Ming was staring fixedly at the Nascent Soul stage cultivator in front of him!

Demon Suppressing Hand! Good name, "Lu Ming's finger habitually touched his chin. Although he didn't have any sexy beard, Lu Ming still liked to do this," Good name, what a strange handprint. But why does this handprint feel so familiar? "

During the first attack, there was actually no need for the two Core Formation puppets to charge up again. Due to the difference in strength, even rushing up would only be asking for trouble. However, that hand seal did arouse Lu Ming's interest!

Under the orders, the two puppets charged at the Nascent Soul stage senior granduncle again and again, creating an opportunity for Lu Ming to watch the display of the hand seal!

Suppressing evil!" Haha! Good name! Lu Ming was also stunned for a moment when he saw that ten-meter-long blood-red handprint. He applauded loudly, because he had already determined that this handprint was a top-level combat skill. At the very least, it was a very good combat skill for him! After all, he did have a few cultivation techniques, but in the past, there was no such thing as a battle skill or something like that. They all used flying swords to suppress one's Fa Li.

"Looks like I'm looking down on the people of this world!" Lu Ming laughed self-deprecatingly, "But this is good too! This will be even more interesting! " As he spoke, Lu Ming's hand was also constantly changing. If that Bamboo Sect martial granduncle was still here, he would be so surprised that his mouth wouldn't close. This was because Lu Ming was indeed using the hand seal that martial granduncle had just used!

"Demon Suppressing Hand ~ Demon Suppressing Kill Evil!" With a change in Lu Ming's hand gesture, a massive blood-red hand over a hundred meters long appeared in the air above the Lanting Pavilion!

"Go!" Following Lu Ming's silent chant, that giant hand that was over a hundred meters long fiercely collided with that ten-meter-long palm!

"So this battle skill is mainly based on the strength of the primordial spirit! It's really not bad! " Lu Ming said indifferently as he looked at the palm that flew out! How could he not know that the outside world was already a mess!