The scene around the strange rock was extremely chaotic. The spiritual cultivators who wanted money or their lives rushed into the seven rays of light, and then they remembered that they didn't know how to get the treasure out. Some people were hurriedly digging around the rock.

The ground was dug here and there, and some people were pondering around Ling Guang.

But more people turned their attention back to Su Chuanfang, who was walking forward step by step, and Zhan Feihong, who stayed beside her.

"They must know how to get this unique treasure!" Suddenly, a voice rang out from the crowd.

"You're right, they were the first to make a move, they must have known about it!" As soon as he finished speaking, there were a lot of compliments.

"Catch these two little guys and force them to tell them!" Some people began to get impatient.

When Zhan Feihong heard the words coming from not far away, he blinked slightly, and the crimson color in his eyes became more intense, because he knew that the next step would be a challenge to his own limits.

Although the number of people left around the strange rock is now half less than before, there are still about forty or fifty people. If these forty or fifty people pounce on him and Miss Su at the same time, it will not just be a simple matter of being overwhelmed.

He might just be overwhelmed by the sea of ​​people.

After all, these greedy guys are not ordinary people, each of them has at least the initial level of agility.

How should we fight so that the two of them can reach their destination safely and successfully?

Unfortunately, the situation did not leave the young man time to think about it. Several black shadows had already emerged from the crowd around Ling Guang, rushing toward the two of them.

"Baby, tell me the secret of the treasure quickly, otherwise don't blame us for being ruthless!" The leader was a bald middle-aged man with a red eagle tattooed on his shiny scalp.

This man's name is Liu Ben, nicknamed "Flame Eagle", and he is the deputy sect master of the Red Claw Sect. He is also considered a figure among the spiritual cultivators within a hundred miles radius.

And beside him were a group of disciples who came to seize the treasure this time.

Zhan Feihong used his dragon eyes to look around, and immediately recognized that this person was one of the few people with ten lines of agility and perfection during his observation just now. As for the disciples behind him, their levels varied, with three lines of agility, five lines of agility, and so on.

The lines are agile, and the highest one is only eight lines.

Seeing the Red Claw Sect, the other spiritual cultivators could not help but move their hands first, so they calmed down a little and planned to take the opportunity to evaluate how capable this young man who could fight was. After all, the several big men who were unconscious around him were not willing to be used as decorations.

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Well come!

A trace of luck flashed in the young man's heart. What he was most afraid of now was that forty or fifty people were attacking him at the same time. Unexpectedly, they couldn't get together, so it was much easier to handle.

While thinking, the seven or eight Red Claw Sect members came over in different directions and surrounded Zhan Feihong and Su Chuanfang, who were still walking forward.

"If I don't give you some pain, you won't say yes?!" A sinister smile appeared on Liu Ben's face. He raised his hand and touched his bald head. The tops of his five fingers immediately swayed with fire aura. After a blink of an eye, that

The spiritual energy was twisted into a cone shape and bent at will, just like an eagle's claw.

"Try my Red Claw Kung Fu!" He looked at Zhan Feihong with a fierce look in his eyes and rushed over.

At the same time, the other seven disciples also opened their postures and raised their claws to surround the center from all directions.

Facing the enemy from all directions, Zhan Feihong took a deep breath, the cuff of his right hand suddenly bulged up, and the area around his forearm was filled with restless and dazzling golden light.

The cross-border fist that reaches the realm of spiritualization is ready in an instant!

"Oh my god, that kid actually has the strength of the spiritual transformation stage!" Seeing Zhan Feihong's front sleeves that were fluttering, the spiritual cultivators watching from a distance exclaimed in surprise.

"No, how old is he?!" This unexpected fact deeply shook their hearts. A master of the agility stage who was only fourteen years old was indistinguishable from confirming that Zhan Feihong was from a super sect, and even

The identity of the hidden world.

The fluke mentality that originally arose out of greed was like having a bucket of ice water poured on it, making it feel cold to the heels in an instant.

He swallowed hard. The most shocking thing among them was Liu Ben, who was about to fight with the boy. He never thought that this boy with no hair at all would be the same as his immediate boss, the leader of the Red Claw Sect.

A level of spiritual master.

Liu Ben couldn't help but think of the master's various skills in killing enemies. The spiritual martial arts skills used in the spiritual transformation stage, even if three of him jumped on him, he would only be tortured.

"Impossible, he must have taken some special elixir to suddenly reach this level!" He gritted his teeth and shook his head. He never believed that Zhan Feihong could have the same skills as the sect master. "Brothers,

That kid is a bastard, let's expose him!"

As soon as the order was given, Liu Ben was lucky enough to be the first one to dodge in front of Zhan Feihong and grab him with his claws.

However, when this claw went down, it seemed as if it was grasping on an iron plate.

Zhan Feihong's front sleeve was torn into pieces by Liu Ben's five red fingers. For a moment, the surging golden aura was condensed into several ripples, which kept moving between his arms. As soon as the fire aura that condensed into sharp claws came into contact,

Unable to withstand such strong resistance, it instantly turned into threads of fire, and the golden light disappeared as it surged.

The golden spiritual energy restrained by the fire of the five elements can have such a terrifying resistance. Only when the two realms are really different can it produce such an effect.

"Your claws taste good." The young man squinted and smiled, then turned his hand and punched Liu Ben in the heart.

"Pfft--" The blood drew a parallel line in the air, and Liu Ben flew out of the air for more than a few feet like a cannonball, rolling backwards six or seven times before barely stopping.

"You——" As soon as the words came out of his blood-stained mouth, his eyes were completely filled with black, and he fainted unwillingly.

After dealing with the deputy sect leader, Zhan Feihong's crimson pupils swept across the remaining seven disciples of the Red Claw Sect who were frozen on the spot with their claws raised high, and streams of wood spirit energy were shot at them mercilessly.

By the time the last Red Claw disciple reacted, the ground was already covered with his brothers, and he was the only one left safe and sound.

"No, no!" The disciple watched the green light getting closer and closer to him, but he didn't even have the courage to run. His legs were already so weak that he could no longer hold on, so he sat down on the ground.

Then, he saw Zhan Feihong's two devil-like scarlet eyes at close range. He shuddered all over, let out a strange cry of "Ah--" and lost consciousness.

This man was so frightened that he fainted.

"What a coward."

Zhan Feihong lowered his fists gathered in mid-air, shook the wooden silk thread and threw the person aside, then turned his eyes back to the crowd watching from a distance.

At this time, Su Chuanfang had taken thirty-seven steps.

"Oh my god, this little guy destroyed the Red Claw Gate in one go!" A trace of fear arose in everyone's shocked eyes, and he and the others backed down.

Suddenly, a voice came from the crowd: "Brother Ling, can you cooperate with me once?"

After a while, another voice replied: "Brother Lei, can you see that this guy can't win with his own strength?"

"I'm afraid that's true." The voice from before sighed slightly, and then asked: "I wonder if Brother Ling will agree?"

Another voice was silent for about two breaths, and then responded: "Of course I agree, 50-50 split!"

"Okay, five-five is five-five!" Before he finished speaking, a figure suddenly jumped up from the crowd and landed outside the seven rays of light.

Then, another figure jumped out and walked side by side with the man.

Everyone looked intently at these two people, and the sharp-eyed spiritual cultivator immediately recognized their identities. "Lei Haolan, the head of the Lei family!" "Ling Xiaotian, the head of the Ling family!" Two exclamations rang out at the same time.

"What, why are they here?!" When everyone heard those two exclamations, they immediately exploded. These two families are no match for each other. The Liu and Wu families are among the spiritual cultivators in Nanlin Province.

He is considered famous. But even so, he only belongs to the tail end of a second-rate family.

Zhan Feihong carefully observed the appearance of these two people. If he remembered correctly, there should be no such two people in the crowd.

At least they never appeared before they ran close to the seven prisms. Because these two people are masters in the spiritual transformation stage, if the young man sees them, he will never forget them.

But this is no longer important. What is important is that he is about to fight against the spiritual martial arts combat skills of two spiritual realms at the same time.
Chapter completed!