If it weren't for the Spirit King's formation, Ling Xiao would definitely not be his opponent.

But now, the Spirit King's formation has compressed the opponent's combat power, allowing the opponent to only display the full combat power of the God Lord.

Then what is he afraid of?

What's there to be afraid of?

"kill!"

The old man roared with filial piety, and then struck Ling Xiao with a palm, very fast.

Everyone couldn't even see the old man clearly.

But the next moment, Ling Xiao still blocked the old man's attack.

Although there is some pressure, it is indeed manageable.

Boom boom boom...

In the blink of an eye, the two of them exchanged hundreds of moves. Although the old man always had the advantage, Ling Xiao was still able to deal with him by relying on the speed advantage brought by the Swift Mantra and the Wind and Thunder Wings.

"Damn it, this kid is obviously just an eighth-level god. Why? Why can he fight like this with the Imperial Guard General? After a hundred moves, the Imperial Guard General can't win?"
Chapter completed!