After a muffled sound, the man immediately saw that there was no possibility of resistance and he floated out like a leaf.
He flew seven to eight hundred meters before he stopped. He opened his mouth and spurted out a large mouthful of blood. His face turned pale with an expression of disbelief.
I am a third-grade Saint Ancestor, yet I was swept away by the opponent with just a raise of his hand?!
"Um?!"
Not only him, but everyone including Pang Jin was stunned at the same time, obviously they didn't expect Wuwei to have such skill.
They had all investigated Duo Wuwei's cultivation before, but to no avail. They just took it for granted that he had concealed his martial arts aura and didn't think too much about it.
Only now do I know that it is very likely that I do not have the strength to investigate the opponent's cultivation level.
"Who are you?" The old man from the other side, the seventh-grade saint ancestor, frowned and looked at Wuwei and asked.
"I'll give you ten breaths. If you don't get out of here, don't leave!" Wuwei glanced at the other party.
"Don't you think too little of me, Xiaojie?" the seventh-grade Saint Ancestor's tone became colder.
"Five more breaths left!" Wuwei continued.
"How arrogant!" The old man of the seventh-grade Saint Ancestor took a few steps in the air: "I am old and incompetent. I have learned a few tricks. Please teach me!"
"Ignorance!" Wuwei responded coldly: "I'll give you a chance to attack with all your strength. As long as you can force me back a foot, I lose!"
"Okay!" The seventh-grade Saint Ancestor responded solemnly.
Afterwards, the two of them walked away from the sky for a thousand meters.
Pang Jin didn't stop the seventh-grade Saint Ancestor, probably because he also wanted to see what Wuwei's combat prowess was like.
call!
The next moment, the aura on the old man's body quickly climbed to the extreme, and the coercive aura in the void increased by several orders of magnitude at the same time.
Then, the old man's eyes twisted slightly, and he rushed toward Wuwei like a ghost.
As he activated it, violent winds roared in the void, lightning flashed and thunder, and the formation was horrifying.
call out!
Immediately afterwards,
The old man reached out and grabbed the void, and a bolt of lightning was caught in his hand and struck straight down toward Wuwei. A crack of hundreds of meters was torn open in the void.
When taking action, there is no holding back, and the victory or defeat is determined by one move.
"It's so embarrassing to come out with this little strength!"
Faced with the old man's full blow, Wuwei had no intention of retreating, nor did he make any big moves.
Just when the opponent's thunder struck halfway, he raised his hand and grabbed the hand forward.
Bang!
I saw that the space where the old man and the thunderbolt were located was instantly distorted. The old man immediately felt like he was about to be torn apart. The thunderbolt exploded at the same time, and the void trembled.
After the loud noise, the old man looked up to the sky and spit out a mouthful of blood before flying backwards a thousand meters away, his breath was extremely weak.
After one move, less than 30% of the combat power is left!
"If you have some ability, I'll meet you!" Pang Jin's voice sounded.
As soon as the words fell, the man had already flashed towards Wuwei, his hands opened and closed, and the whole void was turned upside down.
In the blink of an eye, a huge air vortex was formed with the two people at the center, destroying everything.
Even though Ling Hao and the others were thousands of meters away, they were all knocked back hundreds of meters, and blood surged in their hearts.
After everyone stabilized their bodies, they couldn't help but move back a thousand meters.
boom!
A loud noise spread across the sky, the void shook, and a huge black hole appeared in the center of the explosion, with streams of dark matter pouring out from it in a shocking formation.
"Take another move from me!" Pang Jin's voice reached everyone's eardrums.
As he finished speaking, he raised his hands above his head, and in the blink of an eye, a huge fireball with a diameter of several hundred meters formed, and then hit Wuwei like a falling meteorite.
Wherever the fireball passes, there is nothing
The energy was instantly ignited, and the sky was illuminated fiery red, with lightning and thunder.
"You're still too weak. Letting your realm master come may be of some use!" Wuwei's voice sounded again.
Immediately afterwards, he closed his hands and saw the void in front of him squeezing towards the middle.
The next moment, what amazed everyone in Ling Hao was that the huge fireball was squeezed into the shape of a dumbbell as if it was sucked into a black hole, with a small middle and swollen ends.
"Broken!" Wuwei shouted coldly again, both ends exploded at the same time, and the void collapsed again, destroying the sky and the earth.
puff!
At the same time, Pang Jin spat out a mouthful of blood and flew a thousand meters away, and the aura on his body wilted at the same time.
On the other hand, Wuwei retreated a hundred meters under the impact of the air wave and stabilized. Apart from his slightly disturbed breath, he did not suffer any other injuries.
With one move, the judgment was made! Pang Jin was obviously an order of magnitude weaker!
"Tsk, tsk, Senior Wuwei is so strong!" Seeing this scene, the judge and Xuan Pang shouted at the same time.
A look of surprise also appeared on the faces of everyone in Ling Hao.
Although everyone had already guessed that he must be a late-stage Saint Ancestor, they never expected that he would be so strong that even the ninth-grade Saint Ancestor was no match for him.
"Senior Confucian scholar, do you know who is more powerful, senior Wuwei or Ning Mei from Meiyu?" Xuanwu looked at the Confucian scholar and asked.
"I haven't seen Ningmei for a long time. I don't know what level of cultivation she has now." The Confucian scholar shook his head slightly.
"However, in my estimation, Wuwei should not be her opponent. She is probably already in the fake lease-return state!"
"She is stronger than Senior Wuwei?" Xuanwu took a breath of cold air.
"Don't underestimate her!" The Confucian scholar nodded in response.
While the two were talking, Wuwei had already come to Pang Jin not far away from the sky: "Do you want to fight again?"
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"If you are not as skilled as others, you will be defeated!" Pang Jin responded after adjusting his breath slightly.
With this move just now, his combat power was directly reduced by 20 to 30%. If he continued to fight, he would be dead!
"No fight?" Wuwei said again: "If you don't want to fight, take your people and leave here!"
After finishing speaking, he continued to add: "Go back and tell your world lord to stop sending people here, otherwise, it will not be so easy to leave next time!"
"Farewell!" Pang Jin took a deep breath and turned around to leave. The others were stunned for a moment and then followed.
Five minutes later, Wuwei led everyone back to the palace.
"Master Ling, it seems that people from Xiaojie are eyeing you, be careful!" Wuwei looked at Ling Hao and said.
"Thank you, senior, for reminding me!" Ling Hao nodded slightly and asked, "Senior, do you know the specific location of Xiaojie?"
"I know!" Wuwei nodded and asked, "Are you going to find them?"
"There will be a battle sooner or later anyway!" Ling Hao smiled faintly.
"Your cultivation level is still a bit low!" Wuwei responded: "Go back in a few days. I will take you somewhere later!"
"Senior, where are you going? Can you help us improve our cultivation?" Xuan Pang asked.
"Then it depends on your own destiny!" Wuwei responded and looked at Confucian Scholar and Jian Ling: "You two should go too? I'm afraid the land of Silent Ruins won't be peaceful for long, and you two should also restore your cultivation!"
"What do you mean?" Xuan Pang was stunned for a moment and then looked at Confucian Scholar and Jian Ling: "Two seniors, you are not deliberately suppressing your own cultivation, are you?"
"Why are you asking so many questions? You will know when the time comes!" Jian Ling replied to him.
"Okay!" Xuan Pang smacked his lips.
"Senior, we haven't finished discussing the previous issue." Shangguan Mingtian looked at Wuwei and spoke.
"What is going on with those ghosts? Who is controlling them?"