The guards and servants who were watching from the sidelines couldn't help but exclaim in surprise when they saw that the adult was actually injured.

The old man's face turned red with anger at the moment, and he pointed to Pang Yuan, who was panting not far away, and his beard was trembling slightly.

"Hahaha, old thing, how does this punch taste?!"

Pang Yuan breathed heavily, flew out and fell to the ground, and then quickly got up from the ground.

Although this fist mark did not directly hit this mysterious master as much as he imagined, he was very disappointed.

However, being able to see the arrogant and domineering old man with an embarrassed and angry look on his face, Pang Yuan was also extremely happy in his heart.

At the same time, he was tense, and he was secretly ready for the old man to strike again.

"Bastard, you damn it!"

The old man's calm demeanor dissipated without a trace, staring at the provocative Pang Yuan, his face was extremely cold.

Under the angry state of mind of the mysterious old man, he no longer suppressed his momentum, and the huge energy in his body suddenly exploded with all his strength, and his momentum rose sharply.

Pang Yuan's face was extremely solemn.

The old man who erupted with all his strength was amazing, as if facing a huge active volcano in front of an eruption, which brought him a great sense of depression in his spirit.

Fortunately, Pang Yuan has fought in the jungle and is extremely determined, and he can firmly resist this special suppression of spiritual will.

Pang Yuan's eyes stared at the slowly moving old man without blinking.

His heart was heavy, and the mysterious qi in his body was surging, running at high speed under the stimulation of great crisis.

And unconsciously, in the pores of the whole body, the gray-white supernatural air flow sprayed wantonly.

There was a fist-thick solid body armor that completely covered Pang Yuan's whole body, and quietly climbed up Pang Yuan's face.

Under the crisis, the already extremely strong body protection stone armor is still slowly thickening and strengthening.

The old man finally regained his composure, his face was expressionless, and he looked at Pang Yuan, who had been nervously guarding not far away.

His eyes were full of coldness and death, as if he were looking at a dead man.

The atmosphere at the scene was extremely depressing, and under the suppression of the mysterious old man's momentum, the people next to him didn't dare to gasp at all.

Suddenly, the old man wiped the bloodstains, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he actually smiled slightly.

"Danger!"

The surrounding people were stunned, but Pang Yuan's face changed drastically, and the sense of crisis in his heart flashed wildly!

In a trance, the lines of light and shadow in front of him flickered, and the original location of the old man was gone.

Under the blessing of the surging aura of the majestic man, the figure of the old man of the yin owl was like a ghost, and he had already floated to Pang Yuan's approach almost instantly!

The strength of the martial arts level finally completely exploded at this moment, and ordinary people's eyes couldn't react at all.

"Block!"

Pang Yuan's whole body was tense, like a full giant bow.

The sturdy stone armor all over the body was completely covered and thickened, but the sense of deadly crisis was like a giant curtain, which had not diminished, and still completely enveloped it.

Red Flame Hand!

The old man's eyes were cruel and cruel, and he muttered a few words to himself, like the whispers of death.

The crimson surging energy completely covered the arm stretched out by the old man, condensing in the palm of his hand, like a scorching flame, and violent lava flowed.

The surrounding light is distorted by the high temperature baking, and the heat wave is clearly palpable.

Pang Yuan had a little madness in his eyes.

The fatal crisis came, but it made his qi and blood even more turbulent, and the thick qi roared, Pang Yuan blocked with his arms, trying to support his body to resist the attack.

However, it can't be stopped at all!

The next moment, the old man's palm, which was as red as jade, had already been imprinted on Pang Yuan's body.

Pang Yuan's thick arms across his chest didn't do much, and his arm bones were first broken, and then they were swept away by the surging fiery red energy.

The old man's palm print continued to move forward, seemingly lightly imprinted on Pang Yuan's chest.

The strength of the old man was extremely amazing, and the red palm prints looked light and ghostly, but the effect was extremely terrifying.

The sturdy and thick body armor is more than a fist thick, and its defense has always been reliable.

At this moment, it is like a delicate tofu, under the palm of the old man, the ice melts almost instantly, and after a little resistance, it is directly pierced!

Then, the old man of the Yin Owl carried a scorching red palm print, which was imprinted on Pang Yuan's strong and sturdy chest.

The vigorous and restrained energy suddenly exploded!

Pang Yuan's blood spurted wildly, his sternum collapsed, his clothes burned, and his chest was pitch black.

The surging crimson energy in the old man's palm print rushed into Pang Yuan's strong body, raging the meridians and bones, causing unimaginable heavy damage.

Like a tattered doll, he was violently thrown into the air.

After tumbling and flying a distance of several zhang, Pang Yuan slammed down on the relatively soft ground, motionless, silent, and never able to get up again.

The crowd around them was deathly silent, not daring to speak, nor daring to come forward to check.

The old man of the yin owl stood with his hands in his hands, slowing down his luck, adjusting his state and breathing, and he was also not small with the palm that had just exploded with all his strength.

Suddenly, the invisible qi turned, the crimson qi in the palm of his hand dissipated, and the figure of the old man turned around, looking at the guards and servants who were standing in the back.

"What are you still doing standing there stupidly? Keep an eye on the team and continue on the journey. ”

Huang Hu also reacted at this time, with a humble smile on his face, he stepped forward to greet the mysterious old man and serve him in the luxurious carriage that slowly returned to the center.

"Huang Hu, you send someone to see if that wild boy is dead? ”

The old man sat back in the luxurious and wide carriage in the center, gave an order, and closed his eyes to rest.

And Huang Hu served next to the carriage, looking at Pang Yuan, who was lying on the ground in the distance and didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and his heart was extremely happy.

"Damn despicable savages, how dare you offend adults, in the end it's not lying there like a dead dog!"

After thinking about it, Huang Hu beckoned, and a sturdy servant quickly ran over and ordered him to go down.

Hearing the instructions of the adults in the car, the sturdy servant hurriedly responded, hurriedly ran over, and came to Pang Yuan, who was lying limp on the ground.

Seeing that Pang Yuan was motionless, bleeding all over his face, his chest was pitch black, and he looked no different from a dead man.

The sturdy servant suppressed the panic in his heart, boldly flipped Pang Yuan's majestic body, and stretched out his hand to test his snort and heartbeat.

The servant was surprised to find that the person on the ground was so angry that he still had an extremely faint heartbeat, which was almost imperceptible.

Shocked, he got up from the ground and hurried back to report what he had seen.

"My lord, the man on the ground doesn't seem to be dead, and he still has a breath. ”

"Huh?!"

In the wide carriage, when the old man heard this, he suddenly opened his eyes, and his surprise flashed.

The terrifying power of the Chiyan hand that erupted with all his strength, he naturally knew best, and he couldn't imagine that Pang Yuan could survive without killing immediately after taking this palm, which was really surprising to him.

But then, the old man chuckled and shook his head.

Presumably, the injuries in that wild boy's body will also be too serious to be repeated, and his energy will be raging, I am afraid that his martial arts path will be extinct in the future!

Since he happened not to die, this wild boy has a strong physique, and a waste man in the martial arts can just create more value.

The old man's eyes flashed with an inexplicable light, revealing a bit of viciousness.

"Since he is not dead, throw that wild boy into the car, and after entering Lianshan City, send him to the black prison as a beast slave!"