Chapter 565 Retrace the Blood Crystal

As soon as Yan Feng rushed a few steps, he suddenly heard a few muffled noises in his ear. Before he could dodge, he was covered by a big net, and his body was tightly trapped in the net. He said in his heart, "Damn it, these guys brought steel net guns!"

At this time, a slender figure flew over from the back side. Yan Feng fixed his eyes and saw that it was not Yan Bing.

"Go quickly!" Yan Bing pulled out the dagger to break the steel mesh, and then blocked the flat-headed man's offensive.

"Damn, this girl must be that girl!" Wu Er and others regained consciousness and threw themselves into the battle again.

For a while, nine ancient martial arts masters and seven Jinyuan guards roared at Yanfeng and Yanbing. Three or four golden courtyard guards in the back raised a laser gun and opened fire on the two people, but instead of hitting the target, the six people in front of them did not dare to get close.

"Shoot you | Damn it, if this laser gun works, what else do we need to do? Get out of here!" The three masters who had just supported had not yet caught up with Yan Feng. Seeing that the guard of the Jinyuan opened fire, he quickly turned around and kicked them away.

Yan Feng and Yan Bing took this opportunity to retreat to the green forest, but they never got rid of the entanglement. Yan Feng glanced at Yan Bing and wondered why she followed here. He asked, "Are there any weapons?"

Yan Bing had no time to look back and simply said, "No, didn't you bring it when you came out?"

"Be careful. The three martial arts in the back are not weak. Don't let them get close." Yan Feng reminded him that he didn't care about keeping his strength, and his fingers stabbed the right shoulder of the rushing flat-headed man.

"Ah!" The sharp pain made the flat-headed man scream in pain. His whole right arm hung down and was secretly angry in his heart: "This stinky boy's fingering is really a little strange. I'm fooled!"

At this time, Yan Feng's fingers were also faintly painful, as if they were about to be broken. Just now, he was forced to run through the defensive uniform and cut off the meridians of the flat-headed man's shoulder, so that he could temporarily eliminate an opponent. When Wu Er and others saw the painful expression of the flat-headed man and knew the power of Yan Feng's fingering, they suddenly timid a little and did not dare to approach too much. The three masters behind him came straight over and directly locked Yanfeng as soon as they got close.

"Kid, you were lucky that day. Hundreds of thousands of volts of power grids won't kill you. I'll see how you can escape this time!"

The three masters have recognized Yan Feng's body skills. Their boxing, leg skills and knife skills cooperate with each other, and the offensive is watertight. Obviously, they want to kill Yanfeng on the spot. Yan Bing, who was beside him, saw that his situation was in danger. The dagger in his hand quickly handed it to the master holding the big knife and blocked the big knife attack. Unexpectedly, the other party's internal force was surprisingly strong, and the force surged over. After taking a few moves, his arm was numb, the tiger's mouth burst, blood flowed, and it was pulled because of the urgent internal force. The old injury almost caused the blood to flow backwards.

"Well, with your little ability, you also want to save people from us, which is too underestimated us!" The knife master sneered and suddenly danced the big knife and cut it off Yan Bing's chest.

"Bang!"

Yan Bing's internal strength did not last, and she couldn't use the shadowless formula at all. She carried the heavy blow with a dagger. Her body was like a broken kite flying into a forest tree, and a mouthful of blood was spewed out.

"Bastard!" Yan Feng was aroused by anger. His fingers pierced the left eye of the knife master like lightning, and his chest was also cut open, and blood flowed.

"Ah--" The master of the knife shouted in pain, his body stagnated, and the big knife in his hand couldn't help waving.

"Bang! Bang!"

The other two masters punched Yanfeng's chest with one leg and knocked him upside down. If it hadn't been for his tough bones, he would have broken a few ribs. He held his breath, retreated to Yan Bing with the help of the impact force, hugged her, turned around and saw the position where the sky blue star wings were flying down, and quickly jumped to the driver's warehouse. Several Jinyuan guards with laser guns behind saw the situation. Without waiting for the three masters to speak, they opened fire on Yanfeng again. The last shot hit Yanfeng's vest and passed through.

The sky blue star wing has a defense function, which can resist the attack of ordinary laser guns. A group of people are furious when they look at the sky blue star wings flying into the sky. The flat-headed man stroked his right arm and walked towards the boxing master and said with ease, "Brother Zhou, let him run away. The pendant was not taken back. What should we do?"

"Bang!"

The name of the boxing master is Zhou Zhenlei. His identity is Wutang's "foreign cousin", and his status is one level higher than that of the second class of martial arts. He turned around and slapped the flat-headed man directly. His voice was clear and loud, and he scolded angrily, "What did you do? Not only did you lose the protected items, but also seriously injured Master Jin? How do you want us to deal with this?

The flat-headed man's left cheek was instantly red and swollen, and a trace of blood flowed down from the corners of his mouth, but he did not dare to complain. He lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry, I just wanted to control him and take back the pendant at that time, but I didn't expect him to use Master Jin as a shield..."

Zhou Zhenlei snorted angrily, and then said coldly, "You'd better pray that Master Jin is safe, otherwise even I can't protect you!"

"I'm afraid Master Jin can't get better... that place..." The flat-headed man's voice trembled slightly. He looked up and saw Zhou Zhenlei's cold eyes, and immediately swallowed the plea for mercy.

Wu Er said with a frightened face, "It has been confirmed that the boy is Yang Feng of the Yang Group. Do you want to inform the police?"

"Bang!"

Another crisp and loud slap in the face, Zhou Zhenlei said harshly, "Are you an idiot? Fortunately, you are still an ancient martial artist, and you will think of relying on the police! That thing can't be seen, and we have seriously injured him. How can we explain it to the police?

A group of people are as cold as cicadas, their faces look at each other in con'sinuation, and their faces are helpless.

"Cough..."

Yanfeng relied on the convenience of Sky Blue Star Wings to escape from danger several times, but this time he was seriously injured. Before he sat down, he couldn't help spitting blood, and then fainted. He was not wearing a protective suit, and the knife in his chest was visible. The subsequent punch and one foot severely damaged his internal organs. The laser that finally passed through the pierced almost killed him. If it hadn't been for the magical recovery effect of blood crystals, I'm afraid he is dead now.

Although Yan Bing aroused the old injury and suffered a heavy blow, the injury was far less serious than that of Yan Feng. At this moment, he was still awake. After seeing Yan Feng's fainting, his chest was still bleeding. He probed his nose and found that his breath was weak, and his heart was nervous and scared. He gently patted his side face and called out, "Yanfeng, how are you? ......Yanfeng, wake up, wake up..."

Fee that his body was getting colder, and Yan Bing couldn't care about his injury. He was lucky to heal him and stop bleeding. Sky Blue Star Wing set the program and landed in the courtyard of the residence a few minutes later. At this time, the night was thick, and the green forest around was silent. Yan Bing helped him jump out of the driving room and was about to enter the medical room to treat his wound. Suddenly, a gloomy voice sounded in his ear: "Hey hey, both of them are injured. It's really a help to me."

"It's them!" Yan Bing's heart was shocked, and he looked in the direction of the sound warily. He saw two dark shadows jumping in from outside the fence.

Zhou Chengzhi looked up and down at the blood-stained Yan Bing in his chest. His eyes were full of ** evil meaning. Then his eyes moved to Yan Feng in the fainting and sneered, "He is seriously injured and dizzy. I see who can save you tonight! If you are interested, just follow us, or don't blame me for destroying the flowers and do it on the spot!"

"Shameless!" Yan Bing stared at him with cold eyes, and her silver teeth clenched her lower lip. Her left shoulder bears the weight of Yan Feng's body, and her right hand pulled out a dagger from her waist to fight to death.

"Tut..." Zhou Chengzhi found a series of sighs, with an expression of enjoyment on his face. Yan Bing's tenacious appearance made him unable to resist his blood, and he couldn't wait to strip it off now. "Do you think I'm shameless? Do you want me to show you shamelessly now? Hahahaha..."

Zhou Chengtian frowned and said in a low voice, "Don't waste time. Yang Feng's martial arts are strange. I'm afraid they have a lot to do. Let's take them back."

Obviously, they had known Yan Feng's identity, so they came to ambush again and happened to hit the two of them and came back injured. Although Zhou Chengzhi was eager to taste the fragrance and softness of the peerless beauty, he still obeyed Zhou Chengtian's words, and his eyes suddenly became fierce and strode towards the two of them. Yan Bing carried her internal strength and wanted to die with him. At this time, an old voice sounded in the empty yard: "If you want to fight against my disciples, don't you want to live?"

When Yan Bing heard this sound, she was immediately overjoyed and couldn't help shouting, "Grandpa!"