Under Zhou Jianfei's threat, the other guards of the Song family all looked at each other with panic on their faces.
The person Zhou Jianfei just killed was their leader.
On the surface, all the warriors of the Song family are under the management of the guard just mentioned.
Now that the leader is dead, the remaining guards have lost their backbone.
As they looked at each other, a manager standing behind Zhou Jianfei immediately stepped forward.
He looked ahead and shouted, "Everyone, drop your weapons and kneel on the ground. Our young master will forgive you for your past actions and absolve you of the crime of charging! Otherwise, I will kill you on the spot. The guard in front is an example!"
After the steward spoke, the rest of the Song family's guards became even more panicked. Except for a few warriors who were gritting their teeth, the rest walked unsteadily, as if they were ready to kneel down at any time.
Zhou Jianfei saw the reactions of the Song family guards and nodded to the steward with satisfaction.
Several guards who were standing in the crowd and gritting their teeth at Zhou Jianfei immediately stepped out.
There were eight of them in total.
They stood there, each holding a steel machete in their hands, facing Zhou Jianfei.
These eight people are all warriors with ninth level of internal strength. They have young faces and were all recruited by the Song family. They are the lucky ones who became warriors because of the revival of spiritual energy.
They were originally ordinary people, and some were factory workers.
When he entered the Song family again, he was treated very well.
They are still very loyal to the Song family.
Seeing the powerful enemy invading, these people stood up with justice in mind.
After seeing them, Zhou Jianfei immediately raised his head and laughed.
The Zhou family guards who followed him also laughed together.
The Zhou family steward who had just stood up looked at the eight internal force warriors and said, "Please don't make me laugh. Our young master can crush you to death with just one finger."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was another burst of laughter from behind him.
As they were making fun of him, the eight young guards clenched their machetes.
One of the guards shouted, "No matter how strong we are, if you want to enter the Song family today, you must step over our corpses!"
After he finished speaking, the other seven guards raised their weapons and shouted, "You have to step over our corpses!"
Their loud voices immediately gave the other guards behind them confidence again.
Zhou Jianfei looked at them and smiled disdainfully.
He took a few steps forward, stretched out his hand, pointed it at the eight young guards and said, "Since you want to die, I will grant your wish."
After saying this, he immediately stretched out his palm.
A palm print appeared, forming a huge shadow, squeezing towards the space ahead.
These internal force warriors have no control over spiritual energy at all.
At this moment, when Zhou Jianfei's palm print fell, they all shouted and raised the steel knives in their hands to block it, but it was obviously in vain.
This palm print condensed from spiritual energy can shatter all the bones in their bodies in an instant.
The illusory palm print was about to fall on the eight guards.
At this time, a voice rang out: "The Zhou family actually came to my Song family's territory to cause trouble, they are simply courting death!"
As the sound rang out, a powerful spiritual energy flew over from afar and immediately collided with the palm print released by Zhou Jianfei, making a loud bang.
The air around them began to vibrate.
Then Zhou Jianfei looked up and saw a man in black warrior clothes jumping down from mid-air.