Peerless Headmaster

Chapter 230 Little Red's Mutation

The middle-aged man became murderous, and he came to Ling Chaoyang in an instant, raised his hand and headed directly towards Ling Chaoyang's face.

With a flash of Ling Chaoyang's figure, he narrowly dodged the middle-aged man's palm, but the successive attacks of the middle-aged man made it difficult for Ling Chaoyang to deal with it.

Seeing this, Ning Heng and Jiang Xiaoqi immediately stepped forward to help. The three besieged the middle-aged man, but it was still difficult to contend with him.

The cultivation base of the half-step god bone is much higher than the three of them, especially this person is a Taoist warrior, and the martial arts he uses are very unique. Except for Jiang Xiaoqi who knows something, Ning Heng and Ling Chaoyang are both Some feel very strange, and some do not know how to deal with them.

However, after all, Ning Heng has the amazingness of his previous life. After fighting this middle-aged man for a while, he gradually figured out the way of this man, but the gap in cultivation is still there. Such a big gap cannot be made up by experience. of.

boom! ! !
Ling Chaoyang was the first to bear the brunt, and was hit on the chest by the middle-aged man. Immediately, Ling Chaoyang spurted blood from his mouth and flew backwards, his face was as weak as gold paper.

Ning Heng secretly gritted his teeth, turned on the foundation of Buddhism, and the Haoran Buddha Palm struck out fiercely.

"Huh?" The middle-aged man frowned slightly, as if he was a little surprised that Ning Heng could display Buddhist martial arts.

The golden Buddha's palm came towards the middle-aged man, its power was astonishing, and the Buddha's aura was lingering, which was the purest power of Buddhism.

The middle-aged man didn't dare to be careless, he operated his own Taoist foundation, and pointed out with a seemingly ordinary finger, but it contained the powerful power of breaking mountains and cracking rocks.

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When the Buddha's palm and the Dao finger collide in one place, what is fighting is not the level of martial arts of the two, but the depth of the practitioner's cultivation.

Ning Heng snorted, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and his face became very ugly.

On the other hand, the middle-aged man still had an understatement, as if he didn't feel any pressure at all.

"Although your Buddhist foundation is pure, it is still too superficial after all. How dare you show off this level of cultivation in front of me??" The middle-aged man said disdainfully.

Having said that, the middle-aged man was actually a little surprised in his heart. Although Ning Heng's palm was blocked by him, the pure Buddha power made it difficult for him to dispel it. This also shows that Ning Heng's cultivation It is the orthodox Buddhist martial arts, not some heresy.

But now, the three of Ning Heng are in a huge crisis. Ling Chaoyang is seriously injured, and Jiang Xiaoqi is also seriously injured. Although Ning Heng is not seriously injured, he alone is not the middle-aged man at all. opponent.

"I can't help it!" Ning Heng's heart swayed, and he decided to forcibly activate the power of the fire to resolve the crisis in front of him.

As for whether he could kill the middle-aged man in one fell swoop, Ning Heng had no idea, it could only depend on luck.

The golden fire diffused out and gathered between Ning Heng's hands, and the aura in Ning Heng's body was also being consumed at an unimaginable speed.

The middle-aged man's eyelids twitched suddenly. He felt a threat from the golden flame in Ning Heng's hands. Although he didn't know what it was, he absolutely couldn't let the other party show it.

"Death struggle!" The middle-aged man shouted angrily, the yin and yang energy gathered at the fingertips, and the next moment the finger light flashed out, and it was in front of Ning Heng in an instant.

Ning Heng had already reacted and immediately dodged to avoid it, but the process of igniting the fire was also slightly affected.

Taking this opportunity, the middle-aged man came directly to Ning Heng and grabbed Ning Heng's neck.

Ning Heng is helpless, the power of the fire seed has not been fully activated, and he doesn't care about other things at the moment, so he can only release the power that has been condensed.

At this critical moment, a small figure suddenly flew over and directly hugged the middle-aged man's waist.

The middle-aged man was taken aback, and Ning Heng was also taken aback.

"Brother Ning! Xiaohong is here to help you!" Xiaohong's voice sounded, full of eagerness and fear.

Ning Heng didn't expect Xiaohong to come over suddenly, and when will this little girl be able to fly?

Seeing that it was a little girl, the middle-aged man couldn't help but sneered, grabbed Xiaohong by the back of the neck, and held her in his hand.

Ning Heng was shocked: "Let her go!"

The middle-aged man laughed loudly: "If I told you to hand her over earlier, it wouldn't be like this. It's a pity that you didn't listen to my advice. I will take this little girl away, so you can rest assured and die."

As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, he saw that everything around him seemed to be frozen. Whether it was Ning Heng or the middle-aged man, or Jiang Xiaoqi and Ling Chaoyang who were not far away, they all seemed to be imprisoned in this world. For a while, I couldn't move, and I couldn't even turn my eyeballs.

Only one person, no influence.

This person is Xiaohong.

But at this moment, Xiaohong seemed to be a completely different person.

Xiao Hong looked back slightly, there was no trace of panic in her eyes, but cold indifference instead.

This glance is like an emperor looking down on ants, even more like a god looking down on the common people.

The middle-aged man was horrified, his eyes went black, and he felt as if he had fallen into a boundless abyss. There was only fear and despair in his heart, and bursts of tearing pain swept up his whole body.

"No!!!" The middle-aged man yelled in his heart, but unfortunately he couldn't do anything at this moment, he was just a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, perhaps even worse than a lamb.

boom! ! !
The body of the middle-aged man exploded all of a sudden, and the flesh and bones flew all over the sky, not even a piece of intact flesh.

This scene, watched by the three of Ning Heng, set off turbulent waves in their hearts, completely unable to imagine the strange scene they saw.

Especially Ning Heng, he was the closest, and a lot of the broken flesh and blood of the middle-aged man splashed on his body.

But he didn't see the change in Xiaohong, he only felt that there seemed to be a completely different aura emanating from Xiaohong at that moment.

As soon as Xiao Hongyan closed her eyes, she fell downwards, as if she had passed out, and her body seemed to have become smaller at this moment.

The restraints around Ning Heng's body disappeared, and before he could be astonished by the sudden death of the middle-aged man, he quickly caught Xiao Hong who fell down.

Jiang Xiaoqi and Ling Chaoyang also regained their freedom, and immediately came to Ning Heng's side. The three of them looked at each other, unable to speak.

No one knew what happened, there was only such a pool of flesh and blood that kept falling in front of them, how the middle-aged man died, Ning Heng and the three were completely unclear.

But Ning Heng vaguely felt that the death of the middle-aged man might have something to do with Xiaohong.

"Go back to the flying boat first, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time!" Ning Heng said with a frown, and immediately several people returned to the flying boat.

At the same time, a silver-haired woman was standing on a mountain not far away, looking up.

"Huanyu Shenzhu and Qiankun Good Fortune Jue are all on one person, and the Eight Desolation Dominant Art has also appeared. Where are the rest?" The silver-haired woman frowned slightly and murmured.

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