"That, that。。。。。。 Su Chuanfang saw Zhan Feihong's serious face, but he was a little embarrassed.

"Hurry up, you were in a hurry just now, why are you grinding now?" Zhan Feihong was surprised and couldn't help asking.

"Okay, then I'll say it!" Su Chuanfang bit his silver teeth, squeezed Zhan Feihong's palm tightly and said, "I want you to help me go to the center of the seven Lingguang!"

After speaking, a pair of beautiful eyes didn't even blink, and looked at Zhan Feihong intently.

Really.

Although Zhan Feihong had already expected it, after hearing Su Chuanfang say it himself, his heart sank.

"You-" He wanted to refuse immediately, but Miss Su's eyes were too convincing, and there was no sense of unreasonableness in them. "You give me a reason. The boy had no choice but to say.

"Reason?" Su Chuanfang blinked his eyes, lifted the bag containing the silkworm chrysalis that day, and said confidently: "With this, the treasure in the seven Lingguang is bound to be obtained!"

"Do you know what kind of treasure that vision represents that is about to be unearthed?"

"Unearthed? Who told you that the vision represents the unearthing of the treasure? Without the bait in my hand, it will take a lifetime of hard work, and don't want to touch that treasure in the slightest!" Su Chuanfang shouted excitedly.

Hearing Su Chuanfang's answer, Zhan Feihong couldn't help but use his dragon pupils and swept Miss Su up and down.

That's right? She doesn't even have half of the aura in her body, so she should be an ordinary girl. can be analyzed from her words, and it seems that she knows the treasures of heaven and earth very well.

"How do you know so clearly?" Zhan Feihong showed a hint of caution.

"I just know!" Su Chuanfang seemed to notice the defensive look in the young man's eyes, and shouted angrily: "If you don't help, forget it if you don't help, hum!"

Zhan Feihong panicked for no reason, as if he felt when he was caught stealing something.

He leaned over to the edge of the rock, looked at the crowd in a circle again, and counted the number of nearly a hundred.

How could he sneak from under the noses of nearly a hundred people to the center of the seven bright lights? The young man thought and thought, but he had no clue. Even if there was a supreme point, he could rely on the Wood Spirit Silk to fall from the sky, but unfortunately, the stone blocking the top of Ling Guang was too short.

"Alas-" Zhan Feihong grabbed his hair, put his hands on Su Chuanfang's shoulders, and asked clearly, "Do you particularly want that baby?"

Su Chuanfang was angry, she slapped Zhan Feihong's hand away, and said casually: "Of course I want to, otherwise what am I doing here, it's not like I'm full and have nothing to do." ”

"Then come with me!" Zhan Feihong grabbed Su Chuanfang's arm and ran towards the crowd.

This circle of people, the nearest spiritual cultivator is about thirty zhang away from the center of the seven Lingguang. The young man chose a place where the crowd was the most sparse, and said in Su Chuanfang's ear: "You just go forward, no matter what you hear or see, don't stop." ”

Since there is no opportunistic way, let's do it steadily!

Zhan Feihong's pupils lit up with scarlet fire, and his fists were smeared with a rich golden light, aiming at the thinnest crowd and pushing over.

With a "boom", the small fist seemed to explode, and in an instant, the backmost spiritual cultivators flew out and crashed into the backs of the people in front of them.

This blow alone opened a gap in the circle of people that was large enough for two legs to step through.

"Let's go!" The words sounded, Zhan Feihong made another move, and Mu Lingsi stuck to the few people who rushed to the ground, and threw them to both sides.

Seeing Zhan Feihong's words and deeds, Su Chuanfang only felt a sudden shock in his heart and was touched.

She has thought of many possibilities, some are opportunistic, crooked, and even vetoed. But she didn't expect that Zhan Feihong would use this hard-hitting method to help her rush to the center.

As the saying goes, two fists are no match for four hands. When he made such a fuss, it was invisibly equivalent to going to most of the people present to fight, and at the same time, he had to protect his own safety.

What kind of courage is that? He's only fourteen years old!

The corners of Miss Su's eyes gradually moistened. She nodded slightly and took the first step.

Using the collision to separate the crowd, Zhan Feihong jumped to the middle of the gap, and without saying a word, he continued to dance his fists, and used his fist with all his might.

"This kid is crazy, isn't it?!" "Is this seeking revenge, or is it a heart?!" The surrounding spiritual cultivators were beaten inexplicably, and they subconsciously retreated backwards, seeing that the breakthrough in this circle was getting bigger and bigger.

Looking at the young man in front of him who was trying to bang his way, Su Chuanfang took the second step, the third step-

"Little brute, you dare to hurt my brother, I tore your skin!" Suddenly, five big men jumped out of the retreating crowd on both sides, and the big man who took the lead roared angrily and kicked at Zhan Feihong frantically.

The four lines are smart, don't be afraid!

Zhan Feihong saw the strength of the person at a glance, and the fist full of golden light aimed at the surging water aura and rushed back, and the aura instantly pierced a large area of blue light and shadow, and the fist was on the center of the foot.

The big man couldn't bear Zhan Feihong's strength, and an upside-down onion fell to the ground, holding his calf and rolling again and again.

When the other four companions saw this, they couldn't help but hesitate a little. But the boy didn't give them a chance to hesitate, the battle was still long, and no enemy could be allowed to get back on their feet!

The wood aura shot out casually, and with a sharp pull, he grabbed one of them, and the fist covered with golden light was aimed at a straight fist in the abdomen, and the captured water spiritual cultivator didn't even have a chance to struggle, and spit out a mouthful of liquid with a "poof", unconscious.

If everyone hadn't reacted before, then now, presumably every spiritual cultivator present had seen Zhan Feihong continuously perform two different types of spiritual martial arts.

"This can't be!" exclaimed.

There are also some people who suspect the identity of Zhan Feihong, this kind of dual-line cultivation that is beyond common sense, and the means of suppressing the scene as soon as it comes up, I am afraid that only those six major sects, or even more mysterious places, can be cultivated.

But often this kind of rare genius for thousands of years will only be born after the completion of the exercises, even if he enters the world and practiced, he will not be as swaggering as Zhan Feihong.

Isn't it, his sect sent a master to protect him?

The more I thought about it, the more frightened I became, and the spiritual cultivators with relatively low strength retreated, and hurriedly withdrew while those masters had not yet made a move.

Others, however, have the opposite idea.

can let this kind of unborn genius snatch it desperately, it can be seen that there must be a rare treasure hidden in that Lingguang! If you pick up a bargain, won't you struggle for a lifetime?

Under the heavy reward, there will be brave men. The hearts of these people have been filled with interests, so how can they still tolerate the word fear. A moment later, they rushed madly towards the Seven Rays of Rising Light.

Zhan Feihong glanced at this group of wolf and tiger gangsters, and couldn't help frowning. Fortunately, according to Su Chuanfang's meaning, without that disgusting thing as bait, the treasure would not have been unearthed. Otherwise, he would have to take care of Miss Su's path forward, protect his safety, and prevent others from rushing to the bright place to snatch the treasure, even if he was tired to death, he might not be able to complete the task.

Flipping his hand to solve a big man again, he suddenly found that the remaining two guys rushed towards Su Chuanfang, not a few steps apart.

And Su Chuanfang still walked forward steadily and showed her legs, without squinting.

Mu Lingsi flew out of his hand, and Zhan Feihong stuck to the back of one of the men, and jumped forward with his strength, crashing into the other big man.

The big man was about to reach out and grab Su Chuanfang's neck, and his pale blue palm was already reflected in his fair skin.

"Little girl, be captured!" As soon as the triumphant laughter rang out, a small figure crashed into him impartially, and the dazzling golden light flashed away.

After the dust cleared, only the whites of the eyes of the big man remained.

Pulling his hand back, the other big man came nervously, and the young man raised his arm and slammed his fist on the stomach of the last big man while the two were parallel.

At this time, Su Chuanfang happened to take the eleventh step.