Yang Xiaobao became more and more frightened with the beating.
He originally thought that Ye Feng's strength was simply vulnerable. Who would have thought that Ye Feng's strength was much more powerful than he imagined.
Especially the opponent's movement and methods are simply unpredictable.
Yang Xiaobao's attacks were fierce and cunning, but they all came to nothing and couldn't touch Ye Feng's clothes at all.
"Damn it! If you have the guts, don't run away and fight me head-on!"
Yang Xiaobao was furious, and he hated Ye Feng's movement skills to the core.
"You think I'm stupid?"
Ye Feng glanced at Yang Xiaobao with disdain, then made a mistake in his steps, dodged the opponent's whip and kicked him out.
Yang Xiaobao was caught off guard and was kicked by Ye Feng in the chest. He kicked back a few meters and coughed violently while holding his ribs.
Yang Xiaobao gritted his teeth and was about to continue his attack when suddenly, there was a rumble of explosions in the distance.
Immediately afterwards, outside the Yang family's manor, smoke and dust were billowing, and hundreds of people riding various ferocious beasts roared in, like locusts crossing the border.
Under the crotch of these people are all kinds of raptors, and even gryphons, falcons and other terrifying beasts. Each mount has a majestic aura and runs as fast as lightning, causing strong winds in the sky.
These people were obviously Yang family guards. After seeing the situation in front of them, they all looked shocked.
They never expected that Ye Feng could actually drive so many ferocious beasts to save themselves!
"Let's go! Get out of here quickly to avoid causing trouble!"
Looking at the crowds surrounding the manor, Ye Feng frowned slightly and said in a deep voice to Yang Xiaobao beside him.
Yang Xiaobao also knew that it was not advisable to stay for a long time now, so the two of them drove their respective mounts and quickly disappeared into the night.
It wasn't until Ye Feng and Yang Xiaobao disappeared completely that the ninth-level innate warrior from the Yang family slowly stood up.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were extremely sinister
"Ye Feng, if you dare to secretly learn the forbidden technique of my Yang family, 'Thousand Hands Soul-Splitting Finger', you deserve to die. I, the Yang family, will kill you!"
The voice of the innate warrior of the Yang family was cold and bone-chilling. Without any hesitation, he immediately took out a yellow talisman from his arms.
He raised his hand and the yellow talisman burned into ashes and then disappeared without a trace.
At the same time, a slender figure appeared beside him.
This figure is all white, like an owl, with a strange scarlet eyeball on its forehead, emitting a faint green light, exuding an evil and bloodthirsty aura.
"Xue Lang, this time you lead all the clansmen to follow the traces of that man and be sure to capture him!" the Yang family's innate warrior ordered solemnly.
Hearing this, Xue Lang nodded, "Don't worry, it's not like you don't know my Xue Lang's abilities. He can't run away!"
The blood wolf's unruly eyes flashed with greed, he licked his lips, and then jumped straight into the air.
At this moment, in the sky, blood-colored clouds rolled and surged, and the blood-colored evil energy gathered, forming waves of blood-colored clouds, covering the bright moon.
And above this bloody cloud, giant birds soared and shuttled, and iron-feathered arrows shot down from the sky, covering the sky and the earth.
"It's a small trick, let me break it!"
Yang Xiaobao looked ferocious, he took a step forward and stretched out his right arm.
Waves of surging vitality circulated around him, condensing into a five-meter-tall metal puppet silhouette, and then he suddenly waved his fist and defeated all the iron feather arrows that were shot.
"What a powerful force!"
The Yang family's innate warrior's eyes narrowed.
And while they were talking, a figure suddenly rushed out of the dense forest, and it was the guard who was at the peak of the eighth level of innateness.
"Steward Yang! You are finally here!"
The butler's face was pale and he looked at Yang Xiaobao with fear in his eyes.
He was almost killed by the opponent just now. Although he escaped by chance, he was seriously injured.
Seeing Butler Yang appear, Yang Xiaobao immediately shouted
"Why are you still standing there, kill him quickly, kill him! I want him to live and not die!"
At this moment, Butler Yang looked at Yang Xiaobao's miserable appearance, his face became more gloomy, and his eyes were full of resentment.
"Don't worry, young master, I will send him on his way in person later!"
After saying that, Butler Yang looked at the people behind him and shouted loudly:
"You three teams are responsible for protecting the young master. The remaining four teams are divided into two groups. Surround the entire manor for me! If you encounter any resistance, kill them without mercy!"
"Yes!" Following the shouts, sixty or seventy people filed out of the manor, divided into four groups, and spread out in all directions.
Soon, the Yang Mansion courtyard became brightly lit.
Butler Yang stood there with a gloomy expression on his face.
In the fight just now, Yang Xiaobao lost many elite guards. In addition, he was also seriously injured, and it was impossible to recover in a short time.
"This little beast actually knows how to drive wild beasts to help. I really underestimated him!"
Yang Xiaobao's face was gloomy.
He has long noticed that these beasts are not afraid of death, and when they are not afraid of death, their attacks are extremely ferocious, which is definitely not what ordinary ferocious beasts can do.