This move only frightened Zhan Feihong hurriedly threw out a piece of wood aura, and stuck it to the courtyard wall, pulling his body away to prevent it from crashing into the opponent's needle mountain.

It's a pity that the other party is not a fool either.

I saw that the four masters turned on their heels, and the countless needles that filled the body shot out in all directions again!

Zhan Feihong couldn't help but glance at Su Chuanfang's location, this large-scale needle wave had completely covered the two of them.

What to do?

With a jump of his eyebrows, the young man waved his hands together, and the green wood spirit silk shot back to the stone bricks in front of Miss Su like lightning, and the whole person blew to the destination like a gale.

But at this time, the dark brown needles were only less than two feet away from the two of them.

Standing up, Zhan Feihong saw Miss Su's panicked look, he turned his back without hesitation, and opened his hands in front of the girl!

"Don't-"

He faintly heard the girl's screams in his ears, and he silently closed his eyes, but his mind was recalling the scene when the wooden mirror was broken.

The reason why he resolutely chose this way to help Miss Su escape from danger was not to kill himself, but to stimulate the ultimate potential of the wood system to resolve the predicament!

One pass, then all passes.

The big acupoints around the body - through, through, through!

The moment his eyelids closed, Zhan Feihong's hands lit up with small dots of turquoise light.

After his thoughts exploded, these small dots quickly spread out towards his arms, gradually spreading to his entire body.

Then, hundreds of wood spirit threads grew from the roots of these small dots, and they were frantically entangled and intertwined, like huge green flowers blooming!

Those brown needles collided on the green ocean, shattered and disappeared in an instant, turning into a little smoke and spilling on the ground.

"Impossible?!" The four masters looked at the young man's huge barrier made of more than a hundred spiritual threads with a terrifying expression, and couldn't help but cry out.

Even if you specialize in this way, it is difficult for you to become a great 。。。。。。 without decades of work With a boy who is also fourteen or fifteen years old, how can he use the hundred points around his body to perform combat skills at the same time?!

Isn't this kid a little weirder than our big boss?

Taking a deep breath, a trace of cowardice suddenly rose in the bottom of the four masters' hearts, and they regressed again and again.

"Run?"

The green barrier suddenly retracted into the spirit veins according to the original path, and Zhan Feihong's pupils were all scarlet, aiming at the place where the other party was, and rushed forward again.

Seeing that the young man was getting closer and closer, the fourth master instinctively turned over, and brown needles covered his body for the third time.

"You just have great ability, what can you do to me?!" With this layer of needle skin, his heart stabilized, and he smiled hysterically at Zhan Feihong.

However, the next moment, his smile froze on his face.

Zhan Feihong's fist, which was covered with golden light, ignored the existence of this needle and slammed it into his chest without hesitation.

"Wow-"

A large amount of blood spurted out of his throat like a fire, and the body of the four masters was like a kite with a broken string, stumbling backwards and flying out more than ten feet!

Covering the pierced wound on the back of his hand with his other hand, the young man gritted his teeth and stared at the four masters for eighteen heels, pouted the corners of his mouth and said, "What about a layer of hedgehog skin, it will still make you roll on the ground." ”

The fourth master turned his head to Zhan Feihong's side with great difficulty, stared at him with resentful eyes for a few breaths, and finally tilted his neck and passed out.

Zhan Feihong took the opportunity to throw over a wood spirit net, tied up the four masters, and pulled them back to the courtyard to wait for them to fall.

"Feihong, your hand。。。。。。 Miss Su ran over urgently, with endless worry between her eyebrows.

Only then did Zhan Feihong raise his injured right hand, only to see that three blood holes had penetrated through the back of his hand, not only staining all his palms red, but also staining the wide cuffs with blood stains.

Su Chuanfang blinked her eyes in a daze, and tears suddenly soaked her eyes.

"Why do you make such a mess of yourself every time, you know, I only have that pill for you, what should I do now!" she grumbled, tearing off her sleeve, but when it was time to bandage it, she couldn't do it.

Zhan Feihong's eyes were blurred, his side waist was already injured, after the outbreak of the wood combat technique, the blood flowed an unknown amount, and now with the injury on the palm of his hand, it was not bad if he didn't pass out immediately.

He couldn't help but shake his head, and said helplessly: "No way, the situation is compelling。。。。。。 ”

"Forcing you to be a big-headed ghost!" Su Chuanfang wiped her tears, scolded hatefully, turned around and walked to the unconscious four masters, stretched out her little hand and wiped it on the other party's waist.

Zhan Feihong took the opportunity to tear off his clothes, revealing the injury on his flank, fortunately, there was only a needle eye and a few abrasions, and his physical strength with spiritual cultivation had already surpassed ordinary people, and the wound had stopped bleeding on its own.

Taking a slight breath, he sat down on the ground and said slowly, "Do you two think that I am injured and can't clean you up?"

The two thieves who were about to move to the gate of the courtyard heard the warning of the young man, and retracted back to their original position with a "swish", waved their hands violently and said, "Young Xia Shenwei, spare us this time!"

"Can't be spared!" Without waiting for the young man to respond, Miss Su came over with two bottles and shouted angrily.

"Did you hear that?" Zhan Feihong handed over his injured palm, and Jiaolong's eyes glared at the two.

When the two thieves heard Miss Su and Zhan Feihong's words, they couldn't help but recall the tragic scene of their companions being kicked "critically", and their faces immediately rose with deep fear, and they rushed to the gate of the courtyard without saying a word.

"Alas, unrepentant. ”

As a result, the two thieves once again succumbed to the young man's wood spirit silk, and were thrown to the outer wall of the house one by one, shaking their calves like cockroaches and sliding to the ground.

"Well deserved!"

Miss Su stuck out her tongue, opened the bottle and poured out four pills, three of which were crushed to the wound applied to the palm of her hand, and the other was handed to Zhan Feihong's mouth.

Zhan Feihong swallowed the pill in one gulp, and involuntarily remembered the mouth-to-mouth feeding at the beginning, and a shallow flush appeared on his pale face. Fortunately, Miss Su was busy opening the second bottle of medicine and didn't pay attention to his expression, otherwise she would have been in trouble.

"Come on, drink it!" Miss Su gently sniffed the second bottle of medicine, then covered her nose and handed the medicine bottle to Zhan Feihong.

Zhan Feihong picked it up and sniffed it nervously, and couldn't help but close his eyes.

"Drink quickly!" A coquettish sound sounded in her ears, Miss Su waved her hand and snatched the bottle, aimed it at Zhan Feihong's mouth and poured it down.

"The murder of one's own husband is a great sin。。。。。。 ”

The young man opened a pair of sad and angry eyes, and said weakly.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Su Chuanfang blushed like a peach, and pressed Zhan Feihong's mouth, so that the other party couldn't make a sound.