Wu Cangye returned to the front battlefield very quickly, and almost silently stood behind Mark's men.

No one found him missing.

Because everyone was nervously watching the showdown between Mark and Osho.

Mark fights two with one.

However, he could not be at all disadvantage, and even be suppressing Osho and the others.

Wu Cangye did not pay attention to Mark and the others' battle before. Now after looking carefully, he found that Mark is really strong.

His main ability should be related to his body, because the kind of pressure displayed by his body is really strong.

Kamal's abilities are invincible. If Wu Cangye had not had the ability to swallow, Wu Cangye's current strength would definitely not be able to break through Kamal's field.

But Mark could do it vaguely.

Every punch and every kick he had with great pressure, making Kamal's invincible field constantly compressed.

Osho could only stand tightly behind Kamal so that he could not be affected by Mark.

But it is also in danger.

As for Osho's fireball, he tried to aim at Mark's attack.

However, Mark is too strong.

It’s not that his speed is completely incredible, or that his body is as resistant as Hash, but that his body is powered by his body, between his fists and feet, he can actually break Osho’s fireball directly.

"Are you surprised? Osho, do you think I am a waste?" Mark himself did not show too strong power. His fists and feet did not have any powerful sound and light effects, but they could suppress Osho and the others couldn't raise their heads.

Wu Cangye was watching hard, and he had vaguely discovered that the power of this Mark was a bit like internal force, or rather, the inheritance of the holy land called Tingyusi.

"I'm sorry, I haven't become a waste, I've become stronger." Mark sneered, "Thank you so much for the people of the Royal Court. If they hadn't driven me out of there, I wouldn't have had access to magical things like Tingyusi's martial arts. Only this kind of thing is a magical artifact that truly fits my flesh and blood abilities. Now I'm more than twice as strong as before. Let's start with you, Osho, kill you, and then, I will kill more Asgard people. I want them to know what a stupid decision to drive me out of Asgard."

With another punch, Kamal's invincible field was obviously unable to withstand it. Kamal's whole face turned red, and he looked like he was about to vomit blood.

Wu Cangye saw more in Mark.

Now he understood that Mark's ability is a kind of flesh and blood ability, which should be the infinite strengthening of his body. His current situation is to integrate his own flesh and blood power with the internal force learned from Tingyusi, creating an enhanced version of the internal force field.

So Mark also has a field, and his field is more restrained and is all condensed on his body.

This idea is very interesting. Wu Cangye is still taking the path of devouring other people's fields and constantly expanding the fields.

However, in fact, he can completely connect the field, the power of devouring, and create a domineering field, and fuse the devour into the domineering body.

Turn yourself into a mobile field.

This is not only more flexible, but also easier to achieve quickly.

Mark gave him a new idea.

At the same time, the battle between Mark and Osho seemed to have come to an end.

Kamal's face was already pale and it seemed impossible to catch Mark's punch again.

Mark condensed a punch that was almost substantial in the internal force field, and there was a faint milky white aura wrapped around his fist.

He is about to punch him.

At this moment, Osho shouted softly, and his face showed an expression of extreme anger and unwillingness.

"Mark, go to hell."

The next moment, as if some switch was turned on, Osho's hair stood upside down, and there were substantial flames and sparks around him. As soon as he raised his hand, two huge fire dragons rushed towards Mark.

Mark snorted coldly: "Don't suppress his own strength anymore? But, is it useful?"

"Look at my move, Dragon Subduing Fist!"

He sniffed, and his other hand clenched into a fist and a milky white light lit up on the fist.

He fisted two times and faced the two fire dragons.

Then, against the two fire dragons, they were wiped out all the way.

"Don't underestimate me!" At this time, Kamal, who had been beaten by Mark before, seemed to have tried to exert his invincible power again. This time, within one meter of his vicinity, there was a light golden aperture.

Wu Cangye experienced the last assassination of Nottington, and knew that Osho and Kamal had relaxed their own restrictions, no longer cared about the power of being rejected, and exploded with all their strength.

But, if you say so, Mark did not cause any rejection incident before, so he should...didn't it explode?

Sure enough, just as Wu Cangye thought so, Mark laughed: "Do you think you can untie the shackles?"

As he said this, his fist, which was facing away with his hands, burst out a milky white rainbow. With one punch, he directly destroyed the invincible barrier that Kamal had just opened.

On the other side, Osho screamed, "I want to kill me, let's die together!"

He roared and pushed forward with his hands. A fireball that seemed like a small sun was pushed out from between his hands.

The moment the fireball appeared, the air and land around him were swallowing up.

Even if Wu Cangye stood in the distance, he felt the high temperature above him. The heat made his skin hurt, and his coat he was wearing was directly smoking and was about to burn.

And Osho himself was already drained and his whole body quickly withered.

Wu Cangye knew that the opportunity had come.

It's this moment.

Kamal has been beaten to death and has no idea of ​​life and death. Osho has exhausted his last power, but his target is not his.

Mark also has to fight the fireball with all his might.

As long as Wu Cangye attacks, Osho will die.

Thinking of this, he did not hesitate any more. He was like a ghost and instantly left his original position, invisible, rushed out, and headed towards Osho.

He came along the edge of the fireball, before his clothes burned completely, behind Osho.

Osho was still gasping, staring at Mark opposite him.

He seemed to have run out of energy.
Chapter completed!