Excellent Spiritualist

Chapter 163 True and False Sky Thunder Palm

"I'll meet you."

Lu Wensong's face was serious, and he stepped forward without hesitation, with a generous look.

Su Ming stared at him with a smile, while he showed a meticulous look, "Young Master Su, I know I'm like a loach compared to a real dragon compared to you, but I still want to challenge you."

Lu Wensong is very good at talking, if Su Ming is such a guy as Mr. Zhao, he will also be caught by his good words.

This man's city is extremely deep.

Su Ming had long thought that Lu Wensong would become his opponent.

Mr. Zhao said with a smile: "Wen Song, step back quickly. You are not his opponent, so let me do it."

Lu Wensong clasped his fists and bowed to Mr. Zhao, and said respectfully, "Brother Zhao, you are a nobleman. How could you let me do anything with a body of a thousand gold?"

Gee.

Su Ming couldn't help sighing.

Lu Wensong simply interpreted the three characters of dog legs to the extreme.

However, who knows what he thinks in his heart.

Mr. Zhao was so proud that he couldn't find Bei.

"Young master, pay attention to your image."

Seeing his appearance, the old man next to Mr. Zhao couldn't help frowning, and reminded him aloud.

This time Mr. Zhao came to Jiangcheng on behalf of the Zhao family, and everything he did was on behalf of the Zhao family.

Mr. Zhao coughed lightly, and the smile on his face was fleeting. He looked at Su Ming indifferently, "You are very good, since you can defeat my followers. If you are willing to follow me, I can spare you."

"What qualifications do you have?!"

Su Ming stared at him and said every word.

Lu Wensong hurriedly scolded, "Young Master Su, do you know Mr. Zhao's background? How dare you speak rudely, you..."

His eagerness to jump over the wall has won Mr. Zhao's trust.

Mr. Zhao waved his hand lightly, motioning him not to speak.

Lu Wensong lowered his head, a sly look flashed in his eyes.

succeeded.

Mr. Zhao's face was calm, he was neither humiliated nor surprised, quite the demeanor of a disciple of an aristocratic family.

The corners of his mouth turned up, revealing a warm smile, "I am so grown up, you are the first person who dares to speak to me like this."

Su Ming said indifferently, "So what?"

"Of course it's your life!"

The gentle smile on Zhao Gongzi's face suddenly turned into a serious smile, which made people's hair stand on end.

"Uncle Long, if you insult me, you are insulting the Zhao family. You should know how to do it."

"The old man knows."

While speaking, the old man took two steps forward.

The hard floor sank deeply as he walked, and a crack spread from under his feet.

This scene deeply shocked the people present, but Su Ming still behaved calmly.

In the eyes of Mr. Zhao and the others, Su Ming was frightened into a fool.

Lu Wensong's heart trembled suddenly. He thought that the Long Bo next to Mr. Zhao was at most a seventh-rank spiritual master...

However, judging from the astonishing aura emanating from Long Bo's body, he is at least a peak ninth rank spiritual master or even a profound master.

Sure enough, the Zhao family has a profound heritage, which is far from being comparable to the Zhou, Li and other families.

Long Bo's cloudy old eyes shot out two sharp lights, "The dignity of the family cannot be insulted."

Before he finished speaking, he appeared in front of Su Ming with terrifying speed, reached out and grabbed Su Ming's shoulder.

Su Ming lifted his arm up to block his palm.

Between contact, it seems to be touching an iron plate tens of centimeters thick...

Hard and cold.

Long Bo snorted softly, raised his hand and gave another palm.

Without fear, Su Ming raised his hand to give him a firm palm. When his palms collided, a strong wind spread.

Su Ming stepped back ten or so steps unsteadily, while Long Bo stood on the spot as firmly as a mountain.

Long Bo said coldly: "It's true that you are capable of receiving the palm of this old man without dying with such a small cultivation base."

"Old man, I haven't tried my best yet, I just tested your cultivation just now."

Hearing Su Ming's words, Long Bo felt a strong sense of shame.

He is a dignified elder of the Zhao family, and a second-rank Xuanshi is actually looked down upon by a young person.

Thinking of this, the killing intent in his heart will burst out at any time.

A playful smile appeared on Mr. Zhao's face.

How dare to provoke Uncle Long, Su Ming is looking for death.

He went farther and farther on the road to death.

"Fenghuo Curse!"

Long Bo opened his mouth, and a raging fire appeared out of thin air, burning fiercely in the strong wind.With a wave of Uncle Long's hand, the gust of wind whipped up flames and rushed towards Su Ming.

Su Ming smiled contemptuously, "You dare to show off a little spell in front of my master."

Long Bo's face was gloomy, he was so angry that he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

Su Ming took a step forward, and the gust of wind and fire that was rushing towards him suddenly split into two and flew past him.

hiss!
Seeing this scene, Mr. Zhao's followers couldn't help but gasped.

They had seen Uncle Long's Wind and Fire Curse before. On their way to Jiangcheng, they met two monsters with no eyes.

The most important thing is that the two monsters have eight or nine hundred years of cultivation, comparable to the existence of spiritual masters.

However, the irresistible Fenghuo Curse in their eyes passed by Su Ming like that obedient doll.

The wind and flames fear Su Ming?

Their hearts trembled violently.

Mr. Zhao frowned slightly, and murmured: "What is the origin of this kid?"

Long Bo almost beat his chest and stomped his feet, shouting shame.

Su Ming made him embarrass again and again, it was more disgusting than eating a fly.

Who is he?
He is the elder of the Zhao family, and he is extremely respected no matter where he is.

"Sky Thunder Palm!"

Long Bo jumped up and slapped Su Ming's forehead with his palm.

Su Ming stepped on his feet and dodged away.

The place where he was standing was directly slapped by Long Bo's palm to a depth of more than one meter, making a clear palm print, and there was an electric arc flashing in it.

Long Bo slapped out one palm after another, the small hotel behind him couldn't stand such torture, the walls were full of cracks, and the whole building was crumbling.

The people resting in the hotel were frightened by the sudden movement, shouted loudly that there was an earthquake, and ran out of the hotel before they had time to put on their clothes and pants.

When they saw the movement outside, their expressions froze, and they turned and ran away showing horror.

The owner of the small hotel wants to cry but has no tears.

His family lived on this hotel, and the hotel was destroyed...

He, their family is over.

In the future, he might have to go begging in the streets to survive.

Su Ming took Long Bo's palm forcefully, his clothes were scorched, and there was a jet-black handprint on his chest.

He raised his head and stared at Uncle Long, "Old man, it's fun after so many slaps, let's try it with my slap."

Mr. Zhao's expression froze, and fear appeared in his eyes.

Long Bo didn't dare to catch the Thunder Palm with all his strength.

However, Su Ming caught it without any harm.

He was shocked and said: "Where did this kid come from?"

Lu Wensong didn't expect Su Ming to be so resistant to beatings, and to be able to share the same status with Zhao's elders.

He was confident that he could fight Long Bo a few times, but once Long Bo got serious, he would definitely beat him to death.

What the hell, is this kid the evildoer who came out of that Taoist sect?

Lu Wensong's face was extremely ugly.

With a wave of Su Ming's palm, the aura of heaven and earth resonated.

Long Bo felt the surging spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and his face showed shock.

This palm technique turned out to be a half-step supernatural power? !

A supernatural power is a secret method that is beyond ordinary magic. Even the five great families in the magic world may not have it, and even if they have it, no one may learn it.

Because if you want to practice supernatural powers successfully, you need excellent comprehension and patience.

"Sky Thunder Palm!"

Ok? !

Hearing the three words Su Ming yelled, Long Bo and the others' eyes instantly widened, full of disbelief.

What Long Bo used just now is clearly the Sky Thunder Palm.

What exactly is going on?

Before he had time to think about it, Long Bo turned around and rushed out, grabbed Mr. Zhao and rushed out.

Boom!

The ground trembled, and several of Mr. Zhao's followers moved a step slower, being directly affected by the power of the Thunder Palm.

They flew upside down, sprayed blood from their mouths, their faces were as pale as paper, and they fell to the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

Seeing the movement caused by Su Ming's Sky Thunder Palm, Mr. Zhao and the others couldn't help swallowing...

The Thunder Palm learned by Long Bo is fake.

It's time to crack down.

Long Bo's face was gloomy, but his heart was full of shocking waves.

A deep sense of frustration arises spontaneously.

Now he finally knew why Su Ming had the guts to challenge the entire Jiangcheng magic world.

At first he heard that Su Ming was pregnant with a heavenly-level ghost general, so he thought that Su Ming was just relying on the heavenly-level ghost general.

Now it seems that they were all wrong, very wrong.

Su Ming's mind, understanding and even combat power are all extraordinary.

Even among the eight most talented members of the Zhao family, there are only one or two who can compare with him...

(End of this chapter)