Ten men in black unleashed their Inner Qi Evil Wind, followed by a powerful aura.
These were masters from the Zheng family's elite.
On the way back to the hillside villa, Zheng Wenbin had called for these experts to be on standby, just to deal with Lin Fei and Xiao Ling.
Looking at the ten men in black surrounded by Evil Wind, Xiao Ling frowned. He was only a first-class expert, not a match for masters of this level.
At that moment, the ten black-clad masters attacked from all directions.
Swish swish swish.
Fierce winds rose, figures like lightning.
Just then, Lin Fei stepped into motion.
Xiao Ling was amazed to see that all around him, in front and behind, were Lin Fei's afterimages like flashes of lightning.
He saw Lin Fei's palm shadows around him, dense like the Thousand-armed Guanyin.
Bam bam bam.
The sound of palm strikes echoed continuously.
Subsequently, Xiao Ling saw the ten black-clad masters fly out like defeated chaff.
Groans filled the air.
