The middle-aged man finally raised his head, stood up, touched his nose, and said, "Are you talking to me?"
"Is there anyone else here?"
"Okay, I heard it, but why should I listen to you? Just because you're a fifth-level immortal realm expert?"
As he spoke, the middle-aged man's aura immediately changed, and his cultivation level rose steadily, finally reaching the peak of the sixth level of the initial immortal realm.
"Now, do you still have the confidence to drive me away?"
The middle-aged man smiled slightly, his smile full of confidence.
"Interesting. A sixth-level immortal dares to be so arrogant. Well, if you met someone else, your "forced" behavior today would have been successful. Unfortunately, you met me."
The young man in black laughed strangely.
"Are you so confident?"
"Of course, you can't take my attack."
The young man in black said confidently.
"Then give it a try."
"Okay, after I come out of seclusion, you will be my first opponent. It's just right, I also want to test how strong I am."
The young man in black laughed and slapped him with his palm.
The two were only one meter apart when he suddenly slapped his palm, and a gust of cold wind blew, and ghosts cried and the gods howled.
The middle-aged man was full of confidence a moment ago.
Because his realm is indeed higher than that of the young man in black.
But at this moment, it was suddenly like being struck by lightning.
"Soul Technique!"
He uttered these two words tremblingly, and suddenly he felt as if he was frozen in place.
His soul had been completely destroyed, and his head was smashed into a pulp by a slap from the young man in black.
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