The scene around the strange stone was already extremely chaotic, and the spiritualists who wanted money and didn't want to die rushed into the Seven Heavens of Light in a daze, and then they remembered that they didn't know how to get the treasure out. Some people were scrambling to dig around the rocks, while others were pondering around Ling Guang.

But more people turned their eyes back to Su Chuanfang, who was moving forward step by step, and Zhan Feihong, who was next to her.

"They must know how to get their hands on this peerless treasure!" Suddenly, a voice rang out in the crowd.

"That's right, the first one they do will know!" As soon as the words fell, the voices of catering rang out.

"Grab these two little ones and force them to speak!" someone began to impatient.

Zhan Feihong heard the words coming from not far away, and blinked his eyes slightly, the crimson in his eyes became even more intense, because he knew that what was going to happen next would be a challenge to his limits.

Although there are still half of the people left around the strange rock than just now, there are still about forty or fifty, and if these forty or fifty people pounce on him and Miss Su at the same time, it will not only be as simple as a lack of skills, but it may also be drowned by the sea of people.

After all, these profit-hungry guys are not ordinary people, and each of them has at least the strength of the early stage of agility.

How can the two of them fight to make it safe and sound and successfully reach their destination?

Unfortunately, the situation didn't leave the young man time to think about it, and the crowd around Ling Guang had already burst out of several black shadows, rushing towards the two of them.

"Little cub, tell the secret of the treasure quickly, or don't blame our men for being ruthless!" The leader was a bald middle-aged man with a crimson eagle tattooed on his bright scalp.

This person's name is Liu Ben, nicknamed "Flame Eagle", the deputy master of the Red Claw Gate, and he can be regarded as a character in the spiritual cultivation within a radius of 100 miles.

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

Zhan Feihong probed with the dragon's double pupils, and immediately recognized that this person was one of the few ten-pattern agile great perfections when he observed just now. As for the disciples behind him, the level is uneven, there are three smart lines, five smart lines, and the highest is only eight smart lines.

Seeing that this red-clawed sect couldn't help but move at first, the other spiritual cultivators restrained their minds slightly, planning to take the opportunity to estimate how capable this kid was of great ability, after all, the several big men who were unconscious around him were not willing to be used as decorations.

Well done!

A hint of luck flashed in the young man's heart, what he was most afraid of now was that the forty or fifty people were besieging at the same time, but he didn't expect that the other party couldn't twist a rope, which was much easier.

While thinking about it, the seven or eight members of the Red Claw Gate came over in separate ways, surrounding Zhan Feihong and Su Chuanfang, who was still walking forward.

"If I don't give you some hardship to eat, you won't say yes?!" Liu Ben had a vicious smile on his face, and as soon as he raised his hand to touch his bald head, the tips of his five fingers immediately swayed with fire aura, and after the blink of an eye, the aura was twisted into a cone, and it was bent casually, like an eagle's claw.

"Try Lao Tzu's Red Claw Skill!" he looked fierce, and rushed over according to Zhan Feihong.

At the same time, the other seven disciples also stretched out their postures in unison, raising their claws and surrounding the center from all directions.

In the face of the enemy's momentum from all directions, Zhan Feihong took a deep breath, the cuff of his right hand swelled violently, and the surroundings of his forearm were filled with restless dazzling golden light.

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

"Oh my God, that kid actually has the strength of the Spiritual Transformation Period!" Seeing Zhan Feihong's fluttering front sleeves, all the spiritual cultivators watching from a distance exclaimed in surprise.

"Isn't it, how old is he?!" This unexpected fact deeply shook their hearts, a fourteen-year-old master of the Spiritual Movement Period, it was tantamount to confirming Zhan Feihong's identity as being from a super sect, and even in the Hidden Secret Realm.

The original fluke psychology that burst out of greed was like being splashed with a basin of ice water, and it was cold to the heels in an instant.

Swallowed a mouthful of saliva, the most shocking of them was Liu Ben, who was about to fight with the boy, he never thought that this child, who had not grown all his hair, was actually a spiritual master of the same level as his top boss, the master of the Red Claw Sect.

Liu Ben's mind couldn't help but appear in his mind all kinds of skills to kill the enemy, and the spiritual martial arts skills displayed during the spiritual transformation period were only abused if he pounced on them.

"No way, he must have taken some special elixir to suddenly rise to this realm!" gritted his teeth and shook his head, he never believed that Zhan Feihong could have the same skills as the door master. "Brothers, that kid is a puffy thing, let's stab him!"

As soon as he gave an order, Liu Ben was lucky, and he flashed in front of Zhan Feihong first, and grabbed it with his claws.

However, this claw went down, as if it was caught on an iron plate.

Zhan Feihong's front sleeve was torn to pieces by Liu Ben's five red fingers, and for a while, the surging golden aura was condensed into several ripples, constantly moving between the arms, and as soon as the fire aura that converged into sharp claws came into contact, it couldn't withstand such a strong resistance, and instantly turned into a thread of fire, and the golden light disappeared with the skyrocketing.

The golden aura restrained by the fire of the five elements can have such a terrifying resistance potential, and only the real difference between the two realms can produce such an effect.

"Your paws, they taste good. The young man squinted and smiled, turned his hand and swung his fist, which hit Liu Ben's heart.

"Poof-" The blood drew a parallel line in the air, and Liu Ben flew out of thin air like a cannonball, rolling six or seven times in a row before he barely stopped.

"You—" As soon as a word popped out of his blood-stained mouth, his eyes were completely covered with black, and he fainted unwillingly.

After finishing the deputy sect master, Zhan Feihong's red pupils swept over the other seven Red Claw Sect disciples who were frozen in place, raising their claws high, and one after another wood aura shot at them mercilessly.

By the time the last of the Red Claw disciples reacted, the ground was already full of fellow disciples, and he was the only one left safe and sound.

"Don't, don't!" the disciple watched the green light get closer and closer to him, but he didn't even have the courage to run, and his legs were already so weak that he couldn't hold on anymore and sat down on the ground.

Then, he saw Zhan Feihong's two scarlet eyes like demons up close, and he was shocked, "Ah-" with a strange cry, and he lost consciousness.

The man was stunned.

"It's a little timid. ”

Zhan Feihong put down the fists gathered in mid-air, shook Mu Lingsi and threw the person aside, and turned his gaze back to the crowd of onlookers from afar.

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

"I'm a god, this little guy has ruined the Red Claw Gate in one go!" A trace of fear arose in everyone's shocked eyes, and they retreated.

Suddenly, a voice lit up in the crowd: "Brother Ling, can you cooperate with me once?"

After a while, another voice replied, "Brother Lei, you can also see that this kid can't eat on his own?"

"I'm afraid so. The previous voice sighed slightly, and then asked, "I don't know if Brother Ling agrees or not?"

Another voice was silent for about two breaths, and responded: "Naturally, I will divide the account fifty-fifty!"

"Okay, five five is five five!" Before the words fell, a figure suddenly jumped up from the crowd and landed outside the seven Ling Lights.

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

Everyone looked at these two people intently, 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!" the two exclamations rang out at the same time.

"What, why are they here?!" the crowd exploded when they heard those two exclamations. These two families are not comparable to Zhan, Liu, and Wu, and they are also famous in the spirituality of Nanlin Province. But even so, it only belongs to the tail tip of a second-rate family.

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

At least never before they ran close to the seven prisms. Because, these two people are masters of the spiritual period, if the boy has seen it, he will definitely not forget it.

However, this is no longer important, the important thing is that he is about to fight against the spirit martial arts of the two spirit realms at the same time.

This is an unprecedented challenge for Zhanfeihong.