"Bang!"
A loud bang was heard, and he swung his fists out. A visible spiritual energy aura surged from his fists. When he swung his fists, this spiritual energy aura hit the back, and it actually hit the last one directly from the first one.
"Um!"
The first cultivator just bent over and groaned, but the second and third cultivators turned pale and screamed, especially the last one, who spat out a mouthful of blood from his throat, and the whole person flew out and hit the tree heavily.
“Bang! Bang! Bang!”
The sounds of several people falling to the ground were heard one after another. Apart from the two in front who were able to stand up, the person at the back couldn't even scream after spitting out blood. It seemed as if he couldn't catch his breath. He curled up on the ground with severe pain in his internal organs, until he couldn't stand the heart-wrenching pain and fainted.
"Hi! Xiaopang, you can!" Luo Fei's eyes lit up, and he said in shock, "You actually learned 99% of your family's martial arts, the Cow-shooting Technique?"
Ning Lang exhaled lightly, retracted his hand, turned around and glared at Luo Fei: "I told you not to call me fat, I'm in the growth stage now, I will be thinner in the future."
"Okay! Go on! Take their lives while they are in chaos!" Song Ming shouted, and rushed out again, and the arrow in his sleeve also attacked with the cooperation of the sharp sword in his right hand.
Feng Jiu breathed a sigh of relief when she saw this scene from the tree over there. Although these four people were only in their teens, each of them had their own life-saving skills. Seeing their fighting ability today, she was very satisfied.
The remaining Jindan cultivator had already thought of fleeing after seeing the bad situation. Seeing how ruthless these young men were, with their fighting skills and magical weapons, he knew that it was impossible to kill them and take their possessions, especially since there were only a few of them left, and he could not leave them behind.
So, he stepped back step by step, trying to escape. However, just as he turned around to run, he heard a low growl, followed by a white shadow passing by. A small pet beast actually stood in front of him like a tiger, growling.
"laugh!"
The casual cultivator sneered, staring at the pet beast with its hair standing up in an attacking posture, and smiled coldly: "What? Even you think I'm easy to bully? You want to block my way? Don't you see who you are!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves and a strong spiritual energy surged out, trying to sweep away the white little pet on the ground. However, as soon as he made a move, the little pet lightly jumped up and pounced on him with its sharp claws.
There was a flash of white light before his eyes, and before he could even see clearly, he felt a burning pain on his face.
"ah!"
He cried out, his heart trembling as he quickly stepped back, raised his hand and touched it carefully, and was shocked when he saw the blood on his hand.
How could a small pet have such speed? Could it be that this was not a pet? But a ferocious beast? Thinking of this possibility, his face turned pale, and he looked at the young man in red on the branch, just in time to meet his half-smiley gaze. That gaze seemed to be mocking him, making him feel embarrassed and annoyed, and even more frightened...