If it were an ordinary person, seeing themselves surrounded by more than twenty people, each one glowing red as if they were gods descended from the heavens, they’d likely have collapsed in fear long ago.
But Xu Fei was a seasoned warrior. His military career had exposed him to all sorts of strange enemies.
Xu Fei responded calmly, immediately displaying his graceful movement technique, weaving in and out of the crowd without suffering a single scratch.
It wasn’t that Xu Fei didn’t want to fight back, but he knew these men had activated the Blood-Burning Combat Technique, intent on trading lives for lives.
For a short time, they could even block out their sense of pain, making them seem like invincible cockroaches.
Xu Fei’s use of his fluid movement technique in the crowd was primarily driven by one idea: he could make great use of the silver needles in his hand.
As he darted through the throng, he deftly slipped his silver needles into their bodies one by one.
And they were mostly aimed at critical acupuncture points.
It didn’t matter that these men couldn’t feel pain for the time being. What mattered was that, while their Blood-Burning Combat Technique was immensely powerful, it also drained them rapidly.
The true qi in their bodies was gushing out like a flood. Xu Fei knew that if he kept up this pace and led them on a few more laps, they’d be defeated without him shedding a drop of blood.
Sure enough, after Xu Fei continued to dance around them with his elegant movements for a few more rounds, he leapt up and sat leisurely on the courtyard wall.
Seeing this, Gong Zisheng immediately waved his hand and shouted, “You bunch of useless idiots, what are you standing there for? Get up there!”
Though the Red Buddha Society’s underlings typically obeyed Gong Zisheng without question, this time they had no strength left to carry out his orders.
The true qi in their bodies was nearly depleted, and the aftereffects of activating the Blood-Burning Combat Technique came crashing in like a tidal wave.
They collapsed to the ground in agony, one after another. At that moment, Xu Fei chose the perfect time to activate the silver needles he’d hidden in their bodies.
Bang!
With a soft sound, Gong Zisheng watched in horror as the men he’d sent out exploded before his eyes into blood-red flowers drenched in gore.
“You… don’t get cocky, you little brat. I came prepared today!”
Seeing Xu Fei sitting arrogantly and at ease on the wall, Gong Zisheng roared again.
“Seven Shadows Assassination Formation, deploy!”
As soon as the words left his mouth, Xu Fei saw the courtyard suddenly fill with a swarm of people, their numbers increasing several times over.
Then, he saw dark shadows abruptly appear, each one resembling a black sack.
One by one, they engulfed the people present. Even Xu Fei found it bizarre.
“What the hell is Gong Zisheng playing at?”
Though Xu Fei was curious, he wasn’t the least bit flustered. He had long sensed the Yang energy within his body stirring, ready to act.
Meanwhile, Gong Zisheng continued to direct the Seven Shadows Assassination Formation, which quickly took shape without any interference.
This formation was one of Gong Zisheng’s trump cards.
In theory, the Seven Shadows Assassination Formation was invincible. Each shadow could devour people in groups of ten, combining all their strength into one.
That’s why it was said to be, in theory, an unbeatable formation.
