After scattering the wood spirit threads in his palm, the young man took a slight breath. The number of enemies was reduced by half, which made him feel much less stressed.

But just as Zhan Feihong was about to turn his head to observe the movements of the remaining five men in black, a dagger quietly stabbed him in the lower back.

Fortunately, the young man had completed the transformation of the agility stage. As a person with four lines of agility, Zhan Feihong was now able to grasp all the disturbances within a one-foot space around him. The dagger had just pierced halfway before he quickly dodged aside.

Even so, the dagger still scratched his side, and a line of blood was thrown into the air with the red blade, and was evaporated into a blood mist by the fire aura that filled the dagger.

However, Zhan Feihong no longer had time to feel the pain in his waist. He followed the dodge and twisted behind the man in black. Together with his elbows, he really stabbed the enemy in the back.

I saw a flash of golden light, and the man in black spurted out blood, fell directly to the ground, and passed out. At the same time, the other four daggers stabbed at Zhan Feihong's body almost at the same time.

Big deal.

At the critical moment between life and death, the dragon's eyes were at their best again, and the boy's breathing and breathing seemed much slower.

With his neck tilted a few degrees to the left, Zhan Feihong watched helplessly as the first dagger stabbing his face slowly passed across his cheek, bringing up drops of vermilion blood.

The wood spirit threads that shot out flew up almost simultaneously with the palm of his hand. After half a breath, the former stuck to the arm of the man in black who was drawing the sword.

To others, this whole process seems to take place in the blink of an eye.

After the first blow was successful, Zhan Feihong hurriedly dodged the second red dagger stabbing at the side of his neck. His head, which had been turned aside, was lowered. His head drew a half circle in the air, just enough to make the dagger rub against it.

The back of the neck was pierced and a few shiny black hairs were brought up.

The young man's other hand moved with his body and hooked on the wood spirit silk, and then quickly patted the second man in black under the arm.

At this time, the dagger of the third man in black had already flashed to Zhan Feihong's left chest. He hurriedly clenched the fist that had just stuck to the second man in black. Golden light burst out and struck the third man in his hand like lightning.

Arm holding a dagger.

Only a dull "click" was heard, and the arm that was held flat against his chest was punched to pieces by Zhan Feihong. However, the dagger also cut through his clothes, cutting a bright red stripe on his chest.

of wounds.

"Uh-" The boy only felt a coldness in his chest. Fortunately, the wound was not too deep and only damaged the flesh.

Only the last one remains.

A flash of anxiety suddenly flashed in Zhan Feihong's eyes. The dagger stabbing his Dantian was still a palm away from him. Slightly leaning down, the young man blocked the bag containing the Vine Gate Jade Pendant right in front of the dagger.

There was a crisp sound of "dang", and a small crack appeared on the front end of the dagger that was struck with all its strength, and the arm that received resistance was also bounced away.

Zhan Feihong took the opportunity to reach out and fish it out, and finally the man in black was also stuck by Mu Lingsi.

The small figure flashed back, the young man wiped the blood from the wound, and looked coldly at the four men in black who missed the attack.

Except for the one whose arm was broken, the other three men in black all swung the blades and continued to stab Zhan Feihong.

Unfortunately, they forgot that there was wood spirit silk stuck to their arms. The positions of the three of them were different, their speeds were different, and with a broken arm holding them back, they couldn't move forward within two steps.

Zhan Feihong took the opportunity to circle around them a few times, and soon wrapped the three guys into rice dumplings.

Mu Lingsi tightened up tightly, and the three men in black no longer had the chance to move, and could only make some ineffective struggles. The young man lowered his head and swept his legs, and they fell to the ground together.

Rolling all over the ground.

Untying his shirt, the young man tore it off strip by strip and tied it to the wounds on his chest and waist. He never thought that he would be able to leave the Liu family compound unscathed, and he was already prepared for the injury.

Besides, two skin wounds were exchanged for one of the Liu family's trump cards. This business was very profitable.

"Three cups of tea have been served. Who among you will come next?" After the bandaging was completed, Zhan Feihong's eyes turned again to the Liu family members who were watching in the corridor.

Looking at this boy whose face was stained with blood, everyone in the Liu family was already panicking. Even Mrs. Liu was not as calm as before.

"How could that little beast be so fast? In just a few blinks of an eye, he was able to defeat someone?" For a long time, a member of the Liu family said in disbelief.

"Yes, does this kid's brain still count as a human brain?! It's like a martial arts performer, it's been rehearsed in advance!" Another voice immediately agreed.

"After encountering this little evil star, is there any hope for our Liu family?" Someone said something depressing.

Although the Liu family's elder didn't say a word, his heart was more shaken than these descendants.

He had personally trained the ten men in black twenty years ago, and they have only become masters now. Only he himself knows the pain and fatigue involved.

Countless amounts of money have been invested in the geniuses and treasures accumulated over the years. Elder Liu even invested half of the Liu family's financial resources on these ten disciples.

Of course, they also did not embarrass Grand Elder Liu. In just twenty years, these young people who have not yet reached the age of thirty have all been promoted to the realm of the Eight Marks Spiritual Movement Stage, and they are on par with the head of the Liu family.

Coupled with twenty years of continuous training, the elder believed that even if he took action personally, he might not be able to survive the attack of ten people without incident.

Out of his confidence in his ten proud disciples, he originally thought that with these ten disciples, he would be able to turn the Liu family into the largest family within a hundred miles. However, he did not expect that a single-handed junior of the Zhan family would put this in his heart.

The invincible team was defeated.

What's more, this little brat is less than fifteen years old.

Elder Liu narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the young man's figure again.

Were those ten disciples the ones who took care of us?

He shook his head.

Judging from the previous battle situation, every attack of the ten disciples was without any sloppiness.

So, the reason for the defeat...

"I'm here to meet you little brat!"

With his short, pale hair trembling slightly, Elder Liu took a step forward. Without verifying it himself, he couldn't admit that after twenty years of hard work, he was easily defeated by this little bastard.

When Zhan Feihong heard the old man's shout, he swung the wood spirit silk in his hand, and after a moment, he cleared the men in black to the side. "Please!" He spat out a mouthful of blood that flowed into the corner of his mouth, and moved his small palms forward.

After putting up a posture, he silently waited for the elder Liu family to walk towards him step by step.

Bloody red flames instantly ignited around the palms of the Liu family's elders, and the rich fire aura blurred the old man's body for a moment.

Spiritualization period!

Who said the Liu family doesn’t have masters in the spiritual transformation stage to take charge?!

Looking at the red arms that were vaguely visible in the cuffs, Zhan Feihong immediately determined the opponent's level. It was ridiculous that the uncle and the second uncle before him were still playing such dirty tricks that hurt the enemy by one thousand and hurt themselves by eight hundred.

The true strength is not clear!

The young man smiled coldly, and the redness in his pupils couldn't help but become a little brighter.

So what about spiritual transformation? Yin Fei was also a master in the spiritual transformation stage, so why didn't he die in his own hands? A golden light flashed across his fist, and Zhan Feihong raised the cross-border fist with one hand, and hid the wood spirit combat skills in the other hand, and was ready.

"Boy, let me show you what the real fire spirit palms are!" Elder Liu lowered his figure a little as he spoke.

I saw his feet moving continuously, and his low-pressure body pulled out a series of flame afterimages behind him. That speed was several times faster than Liu Daosheng.

Zhan Feihong was dazzled. Even when the ten men in black were attacking at the same time, his mind could clearly reflect the walking trajectories of the figures. But facing the elder of the Liu family, the young man's mind

However, several vague routes appeared.

When it reaches a certain extreme, the possibilities will become more and more numerous.

This ultimately resulted in Zhan Feihong being unable to determine which route in his mind the old man really wanted to take, and thus he did not know how to defend himself.

While he was hesitating, the elder of the Liu family had already flashed in front of him, and the waves of fire behind him left a butterfly-shaped footprint on the ground.

"Death!!" The old voice sprayed towards Zhan Feihong's head along with the scarlet flames, and in an instant, his head was completely enveloped in endless red.

Even if the young man saw the entire process of the opponent's palm, he still could not dodge this palm.

Because the hand of the Liu family elder was so fast. It was so fast that he delayed a moment into a breath, but it was still half a beat too slow.

"Boom——!" The scarlet palm was literally printed on Zhan Feihong's zenith, and a burst of fire spirit instantly invaded the fatal spiritual cave. The young man felt as if his head was being suffocated by steam.

Just like in the pot, the boiling water was constantly rippling with heat around it, making my head extremely hot.

But this palm is just the beginning.

"Hoo-ho-ho-ho-ho!"

Five lightning-like palms hit the jaw, collarbone, chest, abdomen, and pubic area respectively. After the Liu family's grand elder stopped his palms, Zhan Feihong had become a burning person.

In the middle of his body, a fire snake seemed to be clinging to his body from top to bottom. The rich fire spirit kept invading his body, and almost those vital spiritual points were burned to a pulp.

"That's all." The elder of the Liu family raised his foot and kicked Zhan Feihong to the ground, looking at him coldly as he was tortured by the fire spirit energy.

Seeing Zhan Feihong defeated by the Grand Elder with one move, the color finally returned to the faces of everyone in the Liu family, and they couldn't help shouting. "Grandpa is still amazing. He took care of that little evil star with just one move. Our Liu family
Chapter completed!