Zu Liming's Spiritual Sense had long been watching the surroundings. When he saw his old enemy emerge, he was naturally overjoyed.
Watching Hu Qu shout and then strike at him with a palm, he merely chuckled. He was no longer the man he had been decades ago. He now possessed considerable strength, so he did not take this attack seriously at all. Instead, he swiftly adjusted his stance to face Hu Qu, then thrust out a palm of his own!
I've fucking wanted to do this for a long time. Let's see whose strength is greater.
Back then, this old man had subdued him in just a few moves and escorted him toward the Hu family's compound. Wasn't it simply because this old man had been stronger and defeated him?
Did he still think things were the same as back then?
Heh heh!
Wishful thinking!
As Zu Liming thought this, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. Facing Hu Qu's incoming palm, he struck later but arrived first, directly meeting it with a palm!
With a boom, the powerful palm wind blasted everything on the ground far away. Even the Hu family disciples who had been lying on the ground and groaning were swept up by the force and slammed into the gate's pillars and walls. Their heads split open and blood flowed everywhere. Some who had been standing too close were killed by the palm wind before they even hit the ground.
The might of the Xiantian Realm was not something ordinary Martial Artists could withstand.
"Step, step, step...!"
After exchanging palms, Hu Qu staggered back again and again. His Blood Qi churned within him, and an uncomfortable pressure rose in his chest. This was a sign that his organs had suffered minor injuries.
He was merely a