Seeing this, the old man from the black market flew out immediately, condensed his spiritual energy in his palm and attacked the peak Nascent Soul cultivator. Both of them were Nascent Soul cultivators, the difference was that one was at the peak, while the other was just an old man in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul who had not advanced for a long time.
The two palms came together, and two streams of energy rushed out from the palms with a loud bang. The two air currents exploded and attacked the surroundings, causing the air currents in the air to surge.
The difference in strength was immediately apparent. After the collision of the two palms, the old man from the black market Nascent Soul stage was knocked backwards by the impact force. Even if he wanted to block it, he couldn't stop it and flew out, hitting a big tree heavily.
"Bang!"
"puff!"
Under the heavy blow, he fell to the ground, blood spurting out of his mouth. Just as he stood up, he staggered forward again and fell forward.
The Nascent Soul expert didn't care about the others. In his eyes, the others were dispensable, but Feng Jiu was the only one who had to be killed! He would not let her advance smoothly. If she did, there would be endless troubles in the future!
"Uncle!"
President Gong exclaimed in surprise when he saw the Nascent Soul cultivator knocked him down with a palm and a loud bang, breaking the first layer of the barrier before everyone could stop him. He gritted his teeth and attacked forward with a sword in hand. Unexpectedly, before he could get close to him, he was swept away dozens of meters by a flick of his sleeve.
"Bang!"
His body fell heavily to the ground, and a trace of blood flowed out of his mouth. Even if he had the strength of the peak of the Golden Core, it would be a pity to face a Yuanying strongman.
“Damn it!”
He pounded the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up again, and was about to rush forward to fight him again, but he saw that several elders of the academy, the dean, the vice-dean and other Nascent Soul cultivators had divided into two groups and surrounded the Nascent Soul cultivator.
He saw his uncle lying on the ground a few dozen meters away and unable to stand up for a long time. He quickly rushed over and helped him up.
"Uncle, how are you? Are you okay?" He asked as he helped the man up.
"Ahem..."
The old man coughed violently a few times, blood gushing out of his mouth, and said: "He is indeed extraordinary at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage. Even I, who am also at the Nascent Soul stage, cannot withstand his attack."
As he was speaking, his eyes widened in shock when he saw Feng Jiu moving her hands and emitting spiritual energy in the remaining layer of the barrier.
"Her, her aura..."
The spiritual power and the mysterious power blended with each other, and the aura all belonged to her, and seemed very close. Because of this, no one in the Jindan stage could tell the difference, and only a few Yuanying stage powerhouses knew what was going on
President Gong noticed that he looked strange, so he asked, "What happened to her Qi?"
Even if she was a bit stronger, it shouldn't be shocking, right? After all, everything Feng Jiu did was shocking, just like what happened today. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, how could they believe that she, a cultivator at the level of a great spiritual master, could actually kill a Nascent Soul expert? This would be incredible no matter where it happened.
Not far away, Mo Chen, dressed in white, stood on a tree branch, facing the wind with his hands behind his back, looking at the young man who was sitting cross-legged on the ground preparing to advance. Looking at his bloodstained red clothes and the expression on his closed eyes, he seemed to be thinking about something.