As the silk of the Creation Spider contracted, Yin Fei got closer and closer to it. A pair of black-glowing, incomparably sharp forefeet were raised high, and the six turquoise eyes of Creation were firmly fixed on their prey.

"Evil animal, you are looking for death!" Yin Fei's panicked eyes immediately settled when he observed the five stars above his head, and he flipped his hand, and the whip wrapped around his arm was intertwined with the spider silk around his waist.

Immediately afterward, his arms kept spinning, and soon the whip was inseparable from the spider silk. Yin Fei took advantage of the situation to lower his body in the air, and when his palm barely touched the soil, the mark on the back of his hand suddenly brightened with green light, and the root of the whip was simply transferred to the land by this light.

There is a way to take root, the root of the whip just touched the soil, began to grow infinitely into the ground, not long after, Zhan Feihong through the dragon's double pupils only saw a large area of intricate roots spread all over the ground.

At this moment, the spider silk of creation could not move Yin Fei, after all, it only had eight legs, and with its strength, it would never be able to surpass Mu Teng, who had almost hundreds of rhizomes.

"Five-star wood beast, slaughtering you, just to replenish the aura of my precious wood vine frog. Yin Fei's smile was full of murderous aura, he didn't even look at Zhan Feihong, and walked towards Creation step by step.

With each step, the whip grew forward, expanding in scope one after another, and it seemed to spread to the feet of creation.

"Flash!" Although Zhan Feihong could not observe the spread of Tenggen due to the distance, he also understood Yin Fei's menacing, and hurriedly shouted.

Before the words fell, there was a sharp pain in the young man's feet, and he saw Yin Fei raise his hand casually, and the vines that bound his ankles shrank inward.

"Little crumb, when I solve this beast, you will feel good!" In addition to the pain, Zhan Feihong heard Yin Fei's voice floating from not far away, which sounded full of cruelty.

As the pain in his ankle became more and more intense, Zhan Feihong couldn't help but bend down to break the tangled part. He watched as the green light around Yin Fei continued to approach Creation, but there was nothing he could do.

This is the disadvantage of cultivating a hand-to-hand boxing technique, once the enemy restricts the movement, and then wants to hurt the opponent, it is like a fool's dream.

"Ahh

These two bondage vines were fully embedded in the ground to a depth of more than ten feet, and even if they used the remaining five fists in one go, they could not untie the restrictions of their feet.

At this point, Zhan Feihong felt hopeless for the first time, even if he was despised, ridiculed, and scolded by his family for four years, he never became discouraged, but he did not expect that the enemy he met this time made him fully feel his insignificance.

"No, it's not time to accept fate!" "Holding the dirt tightly with both hands, Zhan Feihong's mind is constantly looking for a way to survive, even if there is a glimmer of life, he will never give up easily!

Yin Fei looked at the creation that was working hard to spin silk, and the killing intent in his eyes was even better. Whenever the spider silk of creation shoots at him, he can always stab a vine at the right time to block the attack of the spider silk.

In less than twenty paces, there were already more than a dozen spider silks blocked by the rattans, and they couldn't fight the power of the intricate wood vines, so the creation had to give up the spider silk and attack again.

In this way, Yin Fei slowly pulled the man and beast to a distance of less than three zhang, and with a wave of his hand, the new wooden rattan whip was drawn towards the six eyes of the creation.

Creation seemed to be a little afraid of this fellow wood spiritual cultivator, after all, the other party easily cracked his own spider silk attack, which made it a lot more vigilant. However, for the sake of Zhan Feihong's safety, it is fighting for its life, and it cannot escape.

"Shhh

In an instant, the rattan drawn towards the face gate was cut into pieces by the feet of the creation, and it seemed that in terms of toughness, the wooden vine could not resist the sharpness of the scythe blade after all.

However, after landing in the sky, these flying rattan segments turned into green light, slammed into the ground around the creation, and after a while, they connected with the Tenggen covered in the ground, eager to break through the ground.

In this way, it is possible for attacks that threaten creation to come from all directions, which is beyond the scope of defense for a pair of scythefeet that can only protect the front side.

I saw Yin Fei gently raise the palm with the mark, and with every finger movement, a vine broke through the surface of the earth and shot in the direction of the sickle spider.

For a moment, the dizzying attack aimed at all parts of the huge body of Creation, and even if it kept turning around, its twin blades cutting like lightning, it still inevitably missed a few rattans.

As soon as these rattans were entangled, they immediately pulled back to the ground, and in less than half a column of incense, every joint of the eight-legged creation was straightened, almost pulling the trailer-sized spider off the ground.

Since the joints of the scythe's feet were also pulled apart, the two scythes of creation had to be turned outward, unable to touch any of the vines that were holding it back.

"Watch the fierce beast you raised being torn apart by five horses!" Yin Fei snapped his fingers, the green mark on the back of his hand suddenly lit up, and all the rattans that were entangled in the creation began to retract into the ground.

With the force coming from all sides, the eight legs of Creation began to make a "creaking" sound, only to make its fat body struggle in pain, and its six green eyes looked straight at Zhan Feihong.

"Hmph. Yin Fei snorted disdainfully, and he turned his head, intending to appreciate how this little bastard would react to seeing the tragic death of the fierce beast he raised. But as soon as his eyes swept over the boy, he found that he was shaking his right hand over and over again.

"Come out, come out—"

Looking at the tortured appearance of creation, tears gradually oozed from the corners of Zhan Feihong's eyes. The tears were reflected in the crimson pupils like fire, and they slid down her cheeks.

Although a man and a beast used to live and die against each other, when it became a natal beast, it meant that the bloodlines of the two were already linked.

No matter how ugly it is, Zhan Feihong will not dislike this black sickle spider that will accompany him for a lifetime, and now that it is tortured, how can he be indifferent?

"Come out, come out, I'm going to kill him!!"

The boy roared frantically, his red pupils getting deeper and deeper, and there was even a hint of blood mixed in with it.

After trying everything he could, the hope he finally found was the wood spirit martial arts technique that had not yet been created. Only with this new combat technique could it be possible to shorten the distance between him and Yin Fei and make his Border Crossing Fist work again.

"Little crumb, what are you called, look at how I clean up your beast!"

Yin Fei heard Zhan Feihong's angry roar and unprovoked shaking of his arm, and instinctively sensed a hint of danger, and he couldn't help but pop out a finger and give an order to the rattan.

As several vines tied to the forefoot of a scythe suddenly exerted force, Creation couldn't help but grind his teeth, and the turquoise light emitted from the six eyes flickered endlessly.

"Woo————!!!"

Immediately after, the sicklefoot was torn from the roots connected to the body of creation, and dark green blood sprayed out in an instant, accompanied by the hissing sound of creation, drawing a parabola in the air.

The black scythe covered with barbs finally fell behind Yin Fei, and the rattan wrapped around it slowly returned to the earth. Like a victor, he glanced at Zhan Feihong again, and the corners of his mouth were full of hideous smiles.

In this situation, Zhan Feihong only felt that his brain was buzzing, as if something had exploded in the skull, and the crimson in his pupils extended bloodshot strips, covering the whites of his eyes.

Taking a deep breath, he felt everything in his eyes slow down a little, including his entire right arm, which was trembling with anger.

Suddenly, a wood aura habitually swam out of the sea of qi and introduced into the spiritual veins.

The young man saw every step of this aura swimming in the spiritual veins very clearly, and it was not until the third step that he noticed the mistake in it.

After correcting this, the aura gathered in the palm of the hand, like the moment of creation and spinning.

Zhan Feihong's gaze also turned to Yin Fei, who was smiling at him opposite.

"I-want-you-die!!"

Roaring out the infinite anger in his heart word by word, the young man's right hand finally shot out the spirit silk that had been brewing for a long time.

Yin Fei's satisfied smile froze there for a while, he couldn't imagine that this young man had not only raised fierce beasts, but also practiced combat skills corresponding to its characteristics.

That's impossible!

Whether it is a spiritual cultivator or a demon cultivator, how can it be possible to have two different combat skills of the five elements at the same time?!

However, shock is shock, Yin Fei still took corresponding precautions.

Several vine trees burst out of the ground in front of him, forming a baffle woven by wooden rattans, protecting all positions on Yin Fei's body.

"You don't know how many spider silks your beast shoots, and you want to hurt me with your little bastard, go dream!" he gasped softly, and he raised his chin triumphantly.

It's a pity that Zhan Feihong's spiritual silk target is not Yin Fei.

The green qi intertwined and formed a thumb-thick thread of spiritual energy, like a quick arrow flashing past Yin Fei's side, and was right behind him, the black scythe that had been pulled down by the rattan.

"Xiao Zao-" When Yin Fei found out, the front foot of the sickle was pulled by the spirit silk and flew towards the back of his neck.

Yin Fei subconsciously threw up the whip in his hand to block it, but he forgot that with the sharpness of the sickle, he could easily cut off the rattan with the thickness of this arm.

Before the words fell, a human head, with a slap of wooden vines, fell down. Then, the headless body lost its center of gravity and fell to its knees, and finally fell to the ground.

The blood spurting out of his neck gradually formed a puddle, soaking Yin Fei's shirt.

And the head of the person who rolled to the side, lifeless eyes, were full of disbelief and horror.