"This kid actually withstood the oppressive might and aura of Elder Jixian?!"
"No wonder this kid dares to confront Elder Jixian; he really is something!"
"Hmpf, withstanding Elder Jixian's might and aura means nothing; he'll certainly not be a match for Elder Jixian!"
"If this kid has no one to help him, he's bound to die!"
Many from Penglai Immortal Island were shocked beyond measure.
Also, many felt that Yang Luo certainly wasn't a match for Eastern Jixian.
If no one helped, his defeat was just a matter of time.
At that moment,
In the distant sky.
Boom, Boom, Boom!
Two formidable pressures and auras collided fiercely above, neither refusing to give in!
"Kid, you indeed have some skill!"
A hint of surprise flashed in Eastern Jixian's eyes as he thundered, "Take this move from this old man, and let's see!"
Before his voice had faded,
He lifted his right hand, striking out with a palm!
"Purple Cloud Flipping Sky Palm!"
Rumble, rumble, rumble!