When he returned to Xuelin villa area, the sky had completely darkened. Yan Feng turned on the VC communication function again and saw that Chen Shiyao's name was displayed on it. He hesitated for a while to choose to accept it.

"Yan Feng, how are you doing? Are you really seriously injured? Where are you now?" Chen Shiyao said in an anxious tone, obviously very worried about him.

"This young lady is really brainless!"

Yan Feng scolded Yan Menglin in his heart, moved by Chen Shiyao's concern, and replied calmly: "I'm fine."

"Are you really okay?"

"It's really okay, I'll go back soon."

After learning that Yan Feng was seriously injured, everyone in the studio left Hai Yaju. At the advice of Chen Jie and others, Chen Shiyao stayed at Hai Yaju and waited for news. Although she heard Yan Feng say this, she was still worried and ran out of the yard in panic.

Yan Feng turned off the communication and walked quickly towards Haiyaju. He waited for the airport and Haiyaju to be separated by a green forest, leaving only a middle aisle. Under the influence of street lights, the trees on both sides of the aisle were all submerged in the shadows, and the field of view was dark. He was thinking about how to speak and ask to move out of Haiyaju.

"call--"

The slight sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded in his ears woke him up from his contemplation, his body instinctively turned back, and his right hand quickly stretched out to clamp the flying foreign object.

"Qiu family's hidden weapon?!"

He only took a look and recognized that this was a sword-shaped dart unique to the Qiu family, but his strength was much worse than Qiu Lisong, so he could see clearly and catch it.

"How could the Qiu family find this place so quickly? Or did someone leak the news?" Several thoughts flashed through their minds, and then several sounds of breaking through the air sounded on both sides.

"Eight...ten!"

The darts came in awesome, and he instantly used the ghost footwork. Even so, his left shoulder was still scratched. Grasping the direction of launching the dart, he pinched the two darts he had just caught and threw them towards the target. Although he was strong, he didn't understand the dart skills after all. It was too far from the other party, so it was impossible to hurt these hidden weapons masters. He just wanted to stop the other party from continuing to use the darts so that he could take the opportunity to escape.

His new and old injuries have just healed, his internal strength is unbalanced, and he has no sharp weapons in his hands, and he is also wearing ordinary clothes. Faced with so many masters in the Qiu family, he has no chance to win.

"Do you think you can run away?"

A cold voice came from the other end of the aisle, and three figures suddenly flashed in front of them. The leader was Qiu Han!

Yan Feng's figure was paused, and the hidden weapon masters on both sides also surrounded him. He glanced at the corners of his eyes. These people were all wearing black uniforms and holding short swords in their hands, but were not masked. Except for Qiu Han and Qiu Gang who had met, the rest were between thirty and forty years old.

"It seems that no ordinary masters."

He looked solemn. Seeing Qiu Han and others staring at him with sharp eyes, he knew that it would be impossible to be good today, and said in a deep voice: "Do you plan to kill me to silence me?"

"You have mastered the two unique skills of our Qiu family. If you continue to let you be outside, you will cause big trouble sooner or later, and even cause disasters to exterminate the clan. However, you are my uncle's disciple, and we will not make things difficult for you. If you surrender and go back with us, you will spare your life, otherwise don't blame our subordinates for showing mercy." Qiu Han's attitude was firm, and there seemed to be no room for maneuver.

In fact, he was also a little harsh on the outside and weak on the inside. After a brief observation just now, he had already noticed that Yan Feng's body movement speed was faintly above him. Not to mention the sensational speed of entry, just thinking about his martial arts attainments made him very afraid. That day, the Qiu family battle had already made the entire Qiu family unable to sleep or eat. Now, it has grown to this point in less than ten days, and no one dared to underestimate it.

"Hahahaha...hehe!"

Yan Feng laughed a few times, and coughed for a while when he touched the chest injury, but his eyes stared at the other party contemptuously. He surrendered? The fool knew that there was no good ending. He would either be abandoned in martial arts or imprisoned and bound. He was not stupid enough to send him into the tiger's mouth. His life is limited now, and revenge is in sight. He would never go back with them. He said in a deep voice: "If you want to catch me, you have to show your true skills! I will not hold back this time. You'd better be prepared to die!"

Qiu Han narrowed his eyes halfway, his face becoming more and more gloomy. From Yan Feng's reaction, he felt that the latter seemed to have not healed, and his heart was a little wider: "Grandpa's internal strength is deep, and he was indeed very injured."

Although Qiu Lisong's two darts were strong, Yan Feng had a defensive uniform. Even if he did not have the magical therapeutic effect of the Blood Crystal, ten or eight days of breathing and recuperation were enough. However, Qiu family accidentally bumped into Yan Feng and appeared after two consecutive injuries.

"You have not recovered from the dart last time. I want to fight with the thirteen great-level masters in our inner courtyard with this wounded body. How much do you think you have the chance of winning?" Qiu Han said coldly.

Yan Feng refused to comment and snorted coldly: "The Qiu family not only likes sneak attacks from hidden weapons, but also has such a small amount of energy!"

Qiu Han's tough face turned red, but he didn't respond. He also heard Qiu Lisong mention the incident and knew that if Yan Feng had not blocked the two darts for Xiaoqian, she would have died. It was precisely because of this that the Qiu family decided to "treat".

"Ahan, why are you talking nonsense to him? Take him back first. If you are late, you may be discovered." A person next to him suddenly interrupted.

When the rest of the people heard this, they gathered the siege. A cold light flashed across the corner of Yan Feng's eyes, and his body disappeared strangely from the spot. The next moment, he appeared beside the person on the right.

"Thunder Flash Art?!"

Qiu Han has a sharp eye. As a direct disciple, he has outstanding talent. He entered the first stage of the Thunder Stroke Step a few years ago. Therefore, he recognized at a glance that Yan Feng's body movement is the jumping wind step of the Thunder Stroke Step. Although the rest of the people are masters of the Qiu family, they mastered the side-type body movement and were unable to react at once.

"ah!"

With a scream of pain, the attacked tribe fell softly on the road, life and death were unknown, and the dagger also fell into Yan Feng's hands.

"Bastard!" The rest of the people were furious and attacked them one after another.

"Zheng!Zheng!Zheng!"

For a moment, a sound of weapons interchanging sounded in the center of the Lindao. Yan Feng's body movement was fast, like a dreamy illusion, and he was not inferior to the siege of the twelve masters. He was afraid of their hidden weapons and methods before, but now he used melee combat, but he was more sure. He was not fighting hard, as long as he broke through. Among the masters of the Qiu family, only Qiu Han could keep up with his body movement, and was worried that he would escape, so he didn't dare to approach him too much, so he couldn't do anything to him.

"How could his Shadowless Sword Technique be so proficient?"

Qiu Han became more and more shocked as he fought. From the wind sword style to the shadowless style, Yan Feng's sword force and body movement were integrated into each other, and it was completed in one go, and it was continuous, as if he had undergone dozens of hard practices, and was only one step away from perfection. Even if he wanted to maintain such a body movement under the siege of so many masters.

"The twelve of us fought for so long, but we still couldn't catch him. The Hui tribe was afraid that they would become a laughing stock. We must not be ruthless this time!" Everyone had this idea, and the force in their hands became a little more ruthless, and the dagger no longer avoided the vital points.

"Since you want to kill me, what else do I care about?"

Yan Feng's face was covered with frost, and he didn't care about suppressing the injuries in his body. His internal force completely exploded at this moment. The shadowless sword move was mixed with acupuncture techniques, and the sword moves changed, and the moves were sharp and tricky.

"Is this Shadowless Sword Technique?"

Several masters retreated repeatedly, not daring to touch his sharp edge. Although they didn't know why he could use such a strange shadowless sword technique, they could vaguely feel that as long as they hit a sword, they could die on the spot.

"ah--"

One person was hit by Yan Feng's sword on his thigh joint, and blood immediately flowed. After the huge pain, his calf fell into a state of paralysis, as if his entire calf had been cut off. The second person failed, and the rest began to panic. Not long after, another person was hit by the sword on his wrist.

"Boy, you're looking for death!"

Qiu Han was completely angry. When the sword move changed, it was actually more piercing and less piercing. The direction pointed by the sword tip was Yan Feng's throat, heart, lower abdomen and thighs. This time, he used the moves he had mastered for many years in Shadowless Sword Technique, which caught Yan Feng off guard. The person next to him saw this crazy offense and said in surprise:

"Ahan, have you forgotten what the patriarch said?"

"What are you hesitating about? This kid is unwilling to accept the Qiu family. He will definitely be a big concern in the future. Take it down quickly, no matter whether you live or die, I will bear it if you have any problems!" Qiu Han's voice was fierce, and the sword in his hand became more and more anxious.

Although Yan Feng was assisted by blood poison and blood crystals, he obtained such adventures by martial artists in the Garden of Eden, but he had not yet understood the Shadowless Sword Technique and Acupoint Punching Technique, how could he resist their desperate attacks? Not long after, his arms were injured by the sword blade one after another, and blood flowed and his sleeves were dyed red. However, he was not discouraged. Although his internal strength was not sustained, he still had critical footwork and lightning as a backhand, so he could use his killer weapon unexpectedly.

"Hold on for a while, and when their strength fades away, you will attack with all your strength!"

"Yan Feng--"

At this moment, a girl's sharp scream came over.
Chapter completed!