Chapter 214: An Unexpected Mutation

"Uhh......h A majestic force surged out from his body, and the whole heaven and earth trembled, and the fierce power surged across the wilderness like an angry sea.

King Sakya, King Puda, and Nangong Chu, who was wearing a black suit, were suddenly struck by lightning, their bodies shook violently, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of their mouths.

The eight remnants outside the body of the Treasure Wheel Dharma King instantly dissipated when Nangong Chu withdrew to attack the Rakshasa Mask Man. At this time, the mysterious man had already launched a surge under the full attack of the three peerless masters.

At a glance, His Holiness saw Sakya and Puda under the madness of the mysterious man, and they were injured and spurted blood. His Holiness was so shocked that he hurriedly flew behind King Puda and pressed his palms on his vest.

The skills of the three ** kings were immediately practiced into a line, mixed into one, and the golden qi waves of the Dao Dao fluctuated around the body of the three ** kings like waves. The power of the land is like a mountain, and it is faintly able to compete with the Rakshasa Mask Man.

At this moment, a long howl suddenly sounded several miles away in the southeast, and the sound was like rumbling thunder, which stirred in the air for a long time, until the thunder in the sky was also muffled.

Everyone in the wilderness was shocked by this sudden howling sound and their ears buzzed, and Ouyang Shuangjue, who was fighting, heard the howling, and his face suddenly showed joy, and he burst out of boundless cold air together, forcing Zhuo Fan to retreat, and at the same time jumped back several feet.

It's finally here. Hearing this howling, the peerless masters in the field, except for Ouyang Shuangjue's happy face, all of them sank in their hearts, and their hearts shook violently.

After a while, a white shadow appeared a hundred feet away.

"Brother Ouyang, we haven't decided the winner yet, don't run!" The howling sound had not yet disappeared, and there was another rolling and stirring sound wave from the southeast. The man's words seemed to come from the desolation of the universe, and they reverberated through the heavens and the earth, and echoed throughout the wilderness.

Ling Xiaoshuang, who was watching the battle from a distance outside the field, and more than a dozen other young masters were shocked and sat on the ground.

"The sound skill is so powerful, is it the innate invincible powerhouse?" After the white shadow, another gray shadow appeared, and the gray shadow followed after the white shadow.

The two of them came so fast, and in the blink of an eye, they were already close.

These two old guys are really good, it seems that their kung fu has at least reached the innate level. Zhuo Fan, who saw this scene, was secretly frightened.

The five masters who were competing in the internal force were very anxious, even if the Rakshasa mask man who had broken through the innate realm was under the full force of the three ** kings and Nangong Chu, even if he was furious, he also used the strength to eat milk, and he was on a par with the four peerless masters in terms of internal strength.

"People in the Demon Dao?" a startled old voice sounded in the field, and a white shadow drifted into the field like a cloud of light smoke and lightning.

It was an old man with white hair and white eyebrows, and without saying a word, the old man blasted at the mysterious man wearing a Rakshasa mask with a punch in the air.

The white brilliance instantly enveloped the entire world, and the fierce aura rushed towards the mysterious man like the rolling Yangtze River. The monstrous cold suddenly erupted, and even Zhuo Fan and the people of the Dragon Group who were standing in the distance felt the cold to their bones, and the blood in their bodies seemed to have frozen into ice.

Under the shroud of fist power, the three ** kings, the mysterious people and Nangong Chu bore the brunt, although the fist strength had not yet hit, ice cubes had already formed on their clothes.

"Roar!" The mysterious man roared angrily, and the left palm that was against Nangong Chu's right fist suddenly grabbed Nangong Chu's fist, and struggled to pull Nangong Chu's whole person into the air, and smashed towards the old man's fist.

At the same time, the right palm of the Rakshasa masked man against the Sakya handprint desperately vomited outward, and he was seriously injured desperately, and suddenly forced back the internal force attacked by the three ** kings, turned into a phantom, and rushed out.

Under the sympathy of qi and machine, the skills of the three ** kings followed him like a shadow, and at the moment when the mysterious man rushed out of the circle, with a bang, the vest had already hit the Sakya Dharma King's palm. The mysterious man shot out like a cannonball.

When the masked man forced back the internal force of the three ** kings like a desperate life, Nangong Chu, who was pulled by the masked man and smashed towards the old man, was already frightened, because the old man's frozen fist had already hit his chest.

"Get out of the way!" The old man didn't care about Nangong Chu's life and death at all, and he didn't mean to withdraw his fist strength at all, and slammed his fist on Nangong Chu's chest.

"Click!", "Bang!" Nangong Chu's arms seemed to have been shattered by the old man's punch, and only then did a low muffled sound come out.

Although the two voices were separated by less than a tenth of a second, they could still be clearly distinguished when they fell into the ears of those peerless masters.

Hearing that "click", the peerless masters present knew that something was wrong. Because they knew that it was not the sound of Nangong Chu being broken by the old man, but the sound of the rosewood box being shattered.

The old man's punch had already affected the power of heaven and earth, and even if Nangong Chu's body was tempered, no matter how strong it was, it would not be able to withstand that punch.

No matter how strong a person's strength is, it is impossible to compete with the power of heaven and earth, while an innate powerhouse can use his own strength to draw the power of heaven and earth for his own use, thus making his own strength explode.

And Nangong Chu's current strength is still at the peak realm of the day after tomorrow, under such a punch, he will definitely die.

Just when Nangong Chu thought that he would definitely be blown to pieces, a "huh" suddenly sounded in his ears, full of unbelievable exclamations.

Nangong Chu had also discovered something strange at this time, the moment the old man's fist reached his body, his body didn't seem to feel any pain except for a violent shock all over his body, but a warm current surged into his body from his acupoint.

"What's going on?" said the old voice, which trembled a little.

All the people in the wilderness were stunned by what they saw, for they had seen the most incredible thing of their lives.

In the air, a tall old man with white hair and white eyebrows punched the body of a man in a black suit. The movements of the old man and the man in black were as if they were frozen and imprisoned in the air, levitating in the air.

Thousands of golden rays of energy rushed up from the chest of the man in black and the bottom of the old man's fist, and then penetrated into the body of the man in black from the hundreds of acupoints on the man in black.

The old man seemed to have been greatly impacted, his face was extremely solemn, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans appeared on his forehead.

Countless golden rays of energy penetrated from the hundreds of acupuncture points on the man in black like a hundred rivers converging, and the moment the body of the man in black was like an epileptic seizure, his whole body twitched violently.

The next moment, a terrible scream resounded throughout the wilderness, and the scalps of those present were numb.

The man in gray who was chasing after the old man in white had quietly come to the side of a woman in white outside the arena.

"Frost, why are you here?" said the gray-clothed man's voice with a deep doting meaning.

"Ahh

This woman in white has ice muscles and jade bones, picturesque eyebrows, light jade body, white clothes are better than snow, moving with the wind, long hair fluttering, like Luoshen, she seems to be condensed by thousands of years of poetry, and like an elf formed by the aura of heaven and earth, which can be called the perfect darling of heaven.

She is the granddaughter of the innate invincible powerhouse Heavenly Sword Killing God Ling Jiechen who controls the entire dragon group - Ling Xiaoshuang!

Ling Xiaoshuang exclaimed, and immediately woke up the dozen or so young masters beside Ling Xiaoshuang. The dozen or so young masters saw the gray-clothed man standing beside Ling Xiaoshuang at a glance, and immediately knelt down towards the gray-clothed man, and said excitedly: "See the old chief!"

"No need to be polite, get up!" the gray-clothed man said indifferently with a wave of his robe. He gently hugged Ling Xiaoshuang, exuding an otherworldly temperament.

Every move of this gray-clothed man reveals the demeanor of a generation of peerless grandmasters, this person is Ling Juechen, and the white-clothed old man is Ouyang Wang.

After the mysterious man wearing the Rakshasa mask was hit by the palm of the Sakya King, he did not dare to stay any longer, and with the power of that palm, he threw himself into the darkness like lightning and disappeared into the rainy night in the blink of an eye!

The third ** king looked at the magical scene in the air, seemed to know what was happening, folded his hands, recited the scriptures silently, and his face was solemn and solemn.