The dark brown spiritual energy formed a wave of fists. Lei Haolan stepped in front of Su Chuanfang, took a breath, and aimed his "Zhangshui Fist" at the girl's straight chest and hit her.

This punch exerted 100% of his spiritual pressure, and he had a plan in his heart that if he failed, he would succeed.

Su Chuanfang's pupils shrank slightly. Faced with this painful blow to the chest, the energy burst from the spiritual pressure was like a knife, causing pain on the girl's face.

But Miss Su's footsteps were still not delayed even a minute.

Even if she is about to face life and death, she will never pause for a moment.

Seeing that the punch was less than five feet away from the girl's chest, Lei Haolan's face was full of ecstasy. Even a master in the middle stage of spiritual transformation would not dare to fight without resistance at such a distance.

state.

Unless this girl's cultivation has reached the legendary spiritual convergence stage, but based on her age, if she is really in the spiritual convergence stage, she must have a spirit beast with her real name transformed into a talisman.

Lei Haolan just looked for a long time and couldn't find any talisman on the back of the girl's hand. Excluding the possibility that he was ignorant, there was only one result - Su Chuanfang's skills were definitely not as good as his own!

Thinking of this, his ten fingers clenched tighter, intending to use this blow to directly eliminate this threat.

Finally, Lei Haolan's fist hit. But the place where he hit was not the girl's chest.

"Puff——!" A large amount of blood spurted out from Zhan Feihong's mouth. He finally got in front of Su Chuanfang at the most critical moment, but he had no time to choose his position to resist the opponent's attack.

"Uh--" The overwhelming spiritual pressure from Zhang Zhou's fist slammed the young man's thin body so hard that he almost fell to the ground. Zhan Feihong felt that the red world was covered with a layer of black mist, and he was about to close his eyes.

But at this moment, he vaguely saw Su Chuanfang's face through the haze.

Miss Su's fair face was covered with blood splashed by Zhan Feihong, but the corners of her mouth were raised.

Accompanying this smile were two tears rolling down her chin.

Zhan Feihong couldn't help blinking his eyes, he lowered his head blankly, and Su Chuanfang's little foot left the ground again.

She is still following her instructions...

I can't lose!!!

The young man's heart was like a burning fire, and his mind was filled with the original promise - to protect each other through life and death!

What is life and death protection?

Could it be that she just lay quietly on the ground and allowed others to torture her?!

The crimson fire rekindled in Zhan Feihong's eyes. He stepped heavily on his already weak legs and feet, turned around and stood in front of Su Chuanfang again.

His block just blocked Lei Haolan's second attack. And the power of this second attack was also 100% powerful.

If a real hit had hit the boy, I'm afraid at least three of his ribs would have been broken and pierced deeply into his internal organs.

What chance does he have of surviving at that time?

But in this desperate situation, Zhan Feihong didn't even have the slightest thought of evading, just because Miss Su was standing behind him!

But not avoiding it does not mean that Su Chuanfang will not be injured.

Although the power of this 100% shrinking fist is still far behind compared with Qianjun Fist, it is still enough to knock Zhan Feihong into Su Chuanfang. The force of the collision is even more powerful for a spiritual practitioner with the strength of the agility stage.

It's unbearable, let alone a weak ordinary girl.

Zhan Feihong flashed countless ways in his mind, but none of them were feasible.

Finally, he crossed his hands in front of his chest like lightning, and watched helplessly as the fist full of brown aura hit between his two palms.

Golden spiritual energy burst out from the arm again, and this punch was again a hard punch.

Zhan Feihong's elbows, shoulders, and even his sternum made a "gurgle" sound, and a mouthful of blood spilled out of his mouth again, staining his neck red along his chin.

As he spat out the blood in his mouth, a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes.

After three observations with Jiaolong's eyes, he finally understood the secret of this "Zhang Shrinking Fist". Just like earthworms, the earth aura controlled by the opponent has the ability to shrink.

From this, he clearly saw that the opponent's spiritual energy range was still a few inches away from him, but it hit him without any warning.

Knowing the characteristics of the opponent's spiritual martial arts skills, the young man endured the pain and pulled apart his intertwined hands, and a crisp sound of "click, click, click" was heard from his ten fingers.

A stream of wood spiritual energy floated from the palm of his hand, and after a moment, his palm was covered with a whole layer of green spiritual net.

This was his first attempt at cross-border use of Wood Spirit combat skills.

At the same time, Lei Haolan raised his thick arms for the third time, preparing to strike with all his strength.

Sixty percent——

Eighty percent——

Ninety-nine percent!

Zhan Feihong stared intently at the brown spiritual wave that was constantly compressing on the opponent's entire arm. When the spiritual wave appeared the same brilliance as before, the boy's feet moved.

He leaned forward and grabbed Lei Haolan's huge fist with his small palm.

Among the five elements, wood overcomes earth.

Affected by the green spiritual pressure, the earth spiritual energy compressed to the limit had to retreat back. In an instant, Lei Haolan felt that every bone from his arms to his chest was screaming, and the skin of the muscles attached to it was even more affected.

Without this kind of load beyond the limit, it would almost burst.

However, the wood spiritual energy in the young man's palm did not weaken at all, but instead increased its coercive power.

"Wow!!!"

With a scream, the forearm of the head of the Lei family was the first to be unable to withstand the force, and the skin and flesh cracked with a "bang", and blood spattered!

Subsequently, his upper arm and side chest suffered injuries one after another. In a short time, he became a bloody man.

"Huh..." Hearing the sound of the opponent falling to the ground, Zhan Feihong wanted to take half a step back, but staggered and almost fell.

Lei Haolan's overload appears on the surface, but his overload exists within his body.

Ling Xiaotian's previous kick had already injured the young man's internal organs, and he had received two punches from Lei Haolan, and his body was already on the verge of collapse.

After all, his actual level is only the agility of the four lines. But the opponent's attacks have the power of spiritualization in every move.

It should be said that he is able to stand now only because of the obsession in his heart.

Zhan Feihong put his hand on the ground, shook his head and looked back, and happened to meet Su Chuanfang's eyes.

"Uh-huh--" Miss Su had already started sobbing. She stepped forward step by step with trembling feet, staring at Zhan Feihong's back with red and swollen eyes.

This idiot!

Wouldn't he be able to adapt?

Even if you say something to tell me to stay away, or hold me away with your hands, it won't hurt me like this!

Is it worth it to be hurt like this for someone you have only been in contact with for a short time?

Can......

He is stupid, am I stupid too?

Why don’t I take the initiative to hide myself?

Why can't I shout at him?

Why can’t my two legs, which are not up to par, stop?

Why...am I crying so hard?

When the two people's eyes met, Su Chuanfang's tears, which were about to dry up, filled her cheeks again like bursting from a dam. She covered her mouth, fearing that her crying would affect Zhan Feihong's already critical situation.

And those two unsatisfactory legs, even though they were shaking so much that they could hardly stand, they still tried to move forward.
Chapter completed!