Chapter Ninety-Six: Needles
Ten Patterns Spiritualization, this realm is enough to dominate in a second-rate family, even if it is the top of a third-rate sect, it also belongs to the category of the head or law enforcement elder.
Such a person is only in the fourth master among the bandits, and Zhan Feihong can't help but be a little more curious about the big master.
However, curiosity is curiosity, since the other party used spiritual pressure to dismount, he naturally couldn't weaken the limelight.
A dark green ripple spread out from the young man's body, as far as his current strength is concerned, the cross-border power of the wood system is already a little stronger than the gold system that was originally ranked first, as for the specific amount, it will only be experienced after this exercise.
"Whew-"
As the ripples collided with the oppressive spiritual power, the power of the wood system that had been cultivated through creation and cultivation completely exploded! Zhan Feihong let out a long breath, controlling the soft but tyrannical aura of the wood spirit pressure, and fiercely rushed towards the opponent's root place!
"Huh?"
Vaguely heard an unbelievable shout from the gate of the courtyard, the young man's spiritual pressure had already pushed back all the power of the opponent's Ten Patterns Spiritual Transformation Great Perfection, and forced him back.
That's not enoughγγγγγγ
Scarlet eyes flashed with a hint of impulse, Zhan Feihong once again increased the output of the wood spiritual pressure, only to see that the large and small turquoise and clear spiritual veins outside his body around him appeared one after another, frantically running the spiritual energy accumulated in the spiritual sea, almost illuminating the entire area within half a zhang of him!
"Good boy!!"
The voice of the four masters came again, and the feeling of random spiritual pressure was much farther away, if I guessed correctly, the other party should have retreated.
"Hmph. The young man coldly retracted his hands, since the other party had made his attitude clear, he had to waste his spiritual power again, and instantly withdrew the layers of green light that were quite deep. Immediately afterwards, the more than forty spiritual veins outside the body gradually dimmed because of the recovery of the spiritual energy, and he took advantage of the situation to swim the spiritual energy in the real spiritual veins for a while, and then raised his head.
Still not right.
Blinking his eyes a little depressedly, Zhan Feihong shouted towards the entrance of the courtyard: "Since you are here, let's show up!"
A moment later, a figure stepped into the small courtyard of the farmhouse. This person's dress is not much different from that of the three bandits, except that he has a pink scarf around his neck, which looks very unusual.
"Boy, I see that you just made that gold-based combat skill, why did you turn into a wood-based battle skill in the blink of an eye?!"
A pair of slender and long eagle eyes were full of doubts, and the fourth master of the thief looked at the young man carefully for a while, and suddenly asked: "Could it be that you are the thief who has made a lot of noise in recent days, Zhan Feihong?"
Called a thief by the bandit leader, Zhan Feihong only felt a nameless fire. "Whether I am or not, it's not your turn to judge. He said with a cold face.
When the four masters heard Zhan Feihong's words, they smiled evilly, reached out and played with the scarf around their necks and said, "Whether you are or not, if you hurt our subordinates in the village, you should pay a price!"
Zhan Feihong looked at him with a woman's feminine virtue, and he had no reason to make a stirring, no wonder this guy tied a pink scarf, it turned out to be a rabbit master!
Especially this "dead man" who is neither male nor female, looked behind him with two careful eyes, only frightened that he subconsciously stretched out his hands to block it in order to feel at ease, and his entire back was soaked with sweat.
"Hey, hey, hey-" The fourth master quickly saw Zhan Feihong's discomfort, he pursed his mouth, and said with a smile: "You kid is quite handsome, if you canγγγγγγ β
"Whew!"
Miss Su, who flashed out of nowhere, blocked in front of Zhan Feihong, pointed at the four masters with her little hand, and shouted: "Oh, you yin and yang upside down dirty goods, shut up obediently, don't be disgusting!"
After hearing this, the four masters immediately burst into vicious colors, and stomped their feet and scolded: "You little fox, you dare to speak in front of me when you think you have three points of beauty, believe it or not, I tore your face apart?!"
As he spoke, he was about to rush towards Su Chuanfang's location.
"Who are you scolding?"
Without waiting for Miss Su to react, a golden spiritual energy full of killing intent suddenly converged at a point, and the young man who shot out like a cannonball met the figure of the four masters in the blink of an eye.
Listening to a loud "boom", the Crossing Fist and the Four Masters of the Ten Patterns Spiritual Transformation Great Perfection collided with each other, and one figure fell in place, while the other figure was bounced back to the entrance of the courtyard.
"Ughγγγγγγ Blood spilled from the corners of the four masters' mouths, and he desperately moved into a squatting posture, so that he did not leave the ugliness of rolling backwards and flying.
But this punch is just the beginning.
For those who humiliated Miss Su, the young man would never give him any respite.
As if sensing the life-threatening momentum that erupted on Zhan Feihong's body, the four masters turned around one by one, forcibly holding back the pain and twisting their bodies, and several waves of brown aura twisted into needles and shot towards him overwhelmingly.
"Earth-based combat skills!"
The young man saw that this needle path was tricky and the coverage was very wide, so he had to disperse the golden light on the surface of his fist and resist it with wood instead.
Slanted his eyes and glanced at the approximate location of Miss Su behind him, Zhan Feihong's ten fingers continued to move, and in an instant, two long whips twisted from wood spirit silk appeared in his hands, and the wind whirred with his arms.
For a while, there were many green shadows in the range of two zhang, and as soon as the needles condensed by the earth aura came into contact with this whip shadow, they were scattered by the principle of the five elements, and turned into brown smoke and fled.
But even when the boy danced the two wood spirit whips to the point that the naked eye could not distinguish their shapes, he still missed a small part of the needle and pierced his right waist.
Zhan Feihong couldn't help frowning, fortunately, this thorn was not as poisonous as the wood-based combat technique, but the penetration power should not be underestimated.
Reaching out and touching the injured part, the sticky wet feeling spread through the single clothes to his palm, and the young man's face gradually became serious.
This injury can't be delayed, and it must be you who loses if you drag it down!
After all, the other party is a genuine Spiritual Transformation Stage Great Perfection cultivator, and in terms of strength alone, he is not much worse than Zhan Feihong after crossing the border, so he has more advantages than Zhan Feihong when he starts to consume.
Thinking of this, Zhan Feihong's blood-soaked palms clenched, and the "rubbing" jump step was another punch towards the four masters.
It's a pity that this punch doesn't want to be as lucky as the first punch.
The young man in a hurry actually forgot that the other party's combat skill just now was a brown needle that was enough to pierce his body!
I saw that the four masters were not moving, and countless brown spiritual qi emerged from the surroundings, and after twisting, they seemed to be the same as the needles that shot out before.