Siheyuan: My name is Cao Xing, and I have a strong background

"Danger!"

A cry of surprise resounded throughout the battlefield, like a loud thunderclap.

At this critical moment, a group of figures rushed towards the gate.

Looking closely, it turned out that Su Yan and thirteen others had finally arrived at the scene.

These people are all agile and move quickly without any delay.

As soon as they saw the scene in front of them, they rushed forward without hesitation, aiming directly at where Zhong Yuemin was.

Each of their faces revealed tension and anxiety. Zhong Yuemin was Cao Xing's apprentice, and if something happened here they would blame themselves for the rest of their lives.

However, despite their extremely fast speed, they were still slightly inferior to the fists of the Three Holy Sons.

There was a sound of breaking air, and the Third Saint's fist, as hard as steel, smashed into Zhong Yuemin's chest with lightning speed.

In an instant, a dull crash sounded throughout the ruins.

Immediately afterwards, another crisp sound of breaking bones was heard, which was creepy.

Zhong Yuemin flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.

In a flash, Chen Li, who had been watching the battle closely on the side, jumped up quickly and stretched out his hands to catch Zhong Yuemin.

But even so, when he touched Zhong Yuemin's body, he still felt an enormous force coming at him.

The force was transmitted to his body along his arm, causing him to be pulled back several steps involuntarily before he could barely stabilize his body.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Zhong Yuemin's mouth, splashing in the air to form a blood mist.

His face instantly turned as pale as paper, completely bloodless.

This attack was so fierce. If he had not been through many battles and had extremely rich combat experience, and had not made the correct defensive actions at the critical moment, this one punch alone would have been enough to pierce his chest!

"Everyone, don't fight him alone. Be careful and guard against the other one!"

Su Yan witnessed the whole process of Zhong Yuemin's injury and understood everything in his heart.

While he was shouting loudly to warn everyone, he was observing the movements around him with a serious expression.

The others who heard the order immediately became alert and vigilant as if facing a powerful enemy.

After all, they all saw the terrifying power displayed by the punch of the Three Holy Sons just now.

They asked themselves if any of them could withstand a punch, and in their eyes, Zhong Yuemin was already very powerful just to be able to exchange a few moves with this monster.

"Humph! A bunch of trash. You are nothing in front of the Holy Son of my church. Three Holy Sons, go and kill them."

Ostock was not panicked when he saw people coming. In his opinion, he had two holy sons, and no one in the world could threaten him except the high priest and No. 95.

The Third Holy Son was a monster who only followed orders. Upon hearing this, he leaned forward slightly, turned into a series of afterimages, and rushed towards everyone!

Su Yan and the others have not been completely useless over the years. They have been silently training themselves in their spare time. Now they cannot say that they have telepathic communication, but they can know each other's thoughts with just a glance.

As soon as Ostock gave the order, they took action.

They were seen formed into three combat teams of three or four people, with their backs to each other, completely entrusting their backs to their trusted teammates. Combined with their previous training, they fully exerted their combat power to the extreme.

The Third Holy Son moved extremely quickly and punched Su Yan.

Su Yan's expression suddenly became serious, with a cold light flashing in his eyes. Then he raised his leg without hesitation and kicked the Third Saint in the abdomen like a gust of wind.

The fierce momentum seemed to be enough to kick the opponent through with one kick.

At the same time, the other people in the same group as Su Yan did not hesitate or slack off at all.

They seemed to have an extraordinary tacit understanding and keen perception, as if they had a pair of eyes behind them. They followed Su Yan closely and launched attacks at the same time without any prior agreement.

In an instant, two muffled "bang" sounds were heard, and two iron fists and two legs and feet fell on the bodies of the Three Holy Sons like raindrops.

This series of attacks was extremely swift and hit the target accurately almost at the same time.

Su Yan and others hit the Third Holy Son's body fiercely with their fists and feet. At this moment, the Third Holy Son's fist was only two inches away from Su Yan's face and was about to hit Su Yan.

Accompanied by a dull loud "bang", the Third Holy Son endured two punches and two kicks from Su Yan and other four people.

The huge impact force caused his body, which was originally sprinting forward, to suddenly stop, and his forward momentum came to an abrupt halt.

Affected by the reaction force, both sides seemed to be pushed away by a powerful force, and each took several steps back before they could barely stabilize their bodies.

Su Yan and the others took a closer look and found that the three holy sons in front of them were completely unharmed. How could they look injured at all?

Seeing this scene, their faces suddenly turned gloomy.

The all-out attacks by the four of them not only failed to cause any substantial damage to this scary guy, but the strong momentum brought by his charge almost knocked them away!

Is this the huge gap in strength between them?

Thinking of this, Su Yan and others felt a sense of powerlessness in their hearts.

But soon, they gritted their teeth, with determination revealed in their eyes.

Since the four of them can't do anything to the other side even if they join forces, they might as well just go for it!

So after a brief eye contact, Su Yan and the others nodded in unison.

The next moment, they no longer hesitated, and roared in unison, like tigers descending from the mountains, and pounced towards the Three Holy Sons with an even more ferocious attitude.

The Third Holy Son had an expressionless face under his black robe. Seeing so many people rushing towards him, with fierce fists and sharp daggers covering every part of his body, he did not even move!

Yes, he just let the attacks from Su Yan and thirteen others hit him.

Pfft!

boom!

boom!

……

Various hitting sounds were heard, and the attacks of Su Yan and others hit the bodies of the Three Holy Sons.

But what shocked them was that the three holy sons were not injured at all.

Even the sharp dagger couldn't pierce the black robe of the Third Holy Son!

"Well……"

Although the Third Holy Son was not injured, or was injured but could not feel the pain, he roared as if he had been violated.

After a roar, he suddenly jumped up, using both fists and feet at an extremely fast speed, which was completely beyond the imagination of Su Yan and others.

Bang! Boom! Boom! Boom...

In just a blink of an eye, Su Yan and the others were all knocked away by the Three Saints. They fell to the ground in a mess, spitting blood...