Defying the Martial Way to Burn the Heavens

If it weren't for their status and the public eye, Xuan Hong and Qu Li would have probably jumped to their feet and started cursing, or rushed down and slapped Hua Ming to death on the spot.

For Xuan Gong and Qu Li, the current situation is hard to find. Such a fair opportunity to kill Shen Feng in public is what they dream of.

In order to create the current environment, the two of them also shamelessly opened the formation. Even if they didn't react for a while, the people in the square would eventually understand. By then, Xuan Hong, who was not valued much, would probably lose people's support.

But Hua Ming is so stupid. As long as you can kill Shen Feng, your quota will fall into your hands steadily. Why do you need to do that fair battle?

The whole place is completely closed, which means that you want to use the advantage of numbers to beat up others. As a result, Hua Ming did this, and it was difficult for others to take action.

At this moment, the people of the Painter and Ghost families have the advantage in numbers and cultivation. Even if the Yao family and the Su family join forces, they will definitely not be able to protect Shen Feng.

Just as the two thought, the people of the Painter and Ghost families were ready to make a move, but now they can only watch from the sidelines. Even more depressed are Cheng Tianhao and Yao Ling. When Zuo Feng appeared, the two of them also secretly wanted to find an opportunity to attack.

When they saw the defense formation open, they had already made plans to attack together and kill the opponent at any opportunity.

Cheng Tianhao was defeated by Zuo Feng at the beginning, and then he used the power of his family to forcibly seize the quota of a disciple in the Medicine Sect. It was not easy to come here through the competition. At the beginning, he did not get rid of Zuo Feng even when he joined forces with Kui Xiang, which always left him with a knot in his heart.

But after seeing the battle between Zuo Feng and the Ghost Catcher, he knew that his chance of revenge had become increasingly slim. This time he picked up the opportunity, and he was thinking about avenging his previous shame, but now it is really not easy to act rashly.

Yao Ling is Yao Tuozi's disciple and Yao Zhen's junior brother. He is also from Yao Tuozi's lineage. He also knew that his master Yao Tuozi had taken action. Now seeing Zuo Feng's situation, he immediately guessed that the other party was seriously injured under the influence of the dephosphorization poison. He could kill him and make a great contribution to his master.

The people from the Guihua and Guihua families were also very angry, especially the people from the painters who had to suffer the cold eyes of the Gui family.

Although too many people were emotional at this time, the entire square and the stands were quiet. Everyone looked at Zuo Feng who was walking slowly towards Huaming. Everyone was not optimistic about Zuo Feng, especially seeing that his steps were very reluctant, they were a little worried about him.

But no one noticed that although Zuo Feng's steps were heavy, they were not unstable, but every step he took only showed that his body was a little stiff. It was a bit like the corpse puppet that Zuo Feng had obtained at the beginning, and he had not yet found the trick to control it.

Huaming certainly did not see the specialness of Zuo Feng. Seeing Zuo Feng actually walking towards him, he snorted coldly and rushed forward.

He was a little impatient. He was very excited to be able to kill Shen Feng, the ghost catcher who had no power to fight back, in front of almost everyone in the imperial capital and the forces from all sides.

The fast and slow formed a sharp contrast. Zuo Feng was like a toddler, while the other party rushed over at lightning speed.

In the blink of an eye, he came to Zuo Feng, raised his hand and clenched his fist, and punched towards Zuo Feng with a powerful spiritual power.

His eyes shrank slightly. Zuo Feng did not expect that Hua Ming had such strength. Hua Ming's medicine refining skills were not outstanding, but his fighting power as a warrior should not be underestimated, especially in the stage of body refining, his foundation was solid, and his body movements and martial arts were exquisite.

Zuo Feng wanted to dodge, but found that his steps were a little slow. Facing such a fast attack, he had no time to dodge. In desperation, Zuo Feng could only resist in a hurry, raising his arms and preparing to cross them in front of his chest.

But just as he raised his arm and before he could put it in front of his chest, a low blow accompanied by a muffled "bang" sound hit his chest without any tricks.

Only Zuo Feng himself knew the current situation best, followed by Chu Zhao and Chu Nan, but even the three of them did not know what was going on in Zuo Feng's body.

The last attack of the phosphorus removal poison finally ended this morning. When the solid scales as big as a child's palm were removed, Zuo Feng finally dared to breathe freely. Before, even a bigger breath would be accompanied by heart-wrenching pain.

Although the phosphorus removal poison survived, Zuo Feng felt as if the power around him was being drawn out, and his spiritual power became somewhat scattered and difficult to condense completely.

However, the situation also improved during the journey he was brought here. Chu Nan gave Zuo Feng the last batch of precious liquid medicine and pills, which made Zuo Feng's condition slightly better, but his strength was sometimes absent, his spiritual energy gathered and dispersed, and his body was much heavier than usual.

After arriving here, the situation improved a little. Zuo Feng felt that when he used all his strength, he could at least exert 70% of his usual strength. Even so, Zuo Feng was very confident in himself, but when they really fought, the situation was completely different from what he thought.

The heaviness and stiffness of his body made his movements extremely slow. His eyes could clearly capture all the details of the opponent, and he had several moves and methods to deal with them in his mind, but his body changed when he executed them, and he couldn't even make a defensive posture for himself in time.

Just as everyone was shocked, Zuo Feng's body was thrown backwards, and blood spurted out of his mouth and body.

The opponent did not use any weapons, but just swung a punch, but it made Zuo Feng's body bleed. This was not because the opponent really had such destructive power, but because Zuo Feng's body wounds had not yet completely healed. After a heavy blow, the wounds in various places where the scales were removed were torn.

Hua Ming stood with his fists, watching the opponent's body thrown backwards, but he did not take advantage of the situation to attack. It was not that he was so kind, but that the blow just now gave him a very strange feeling, because his fist did not seem to hit a person's body at all, but seemed to hit a hill.

He had never encountered such a situation before. Not only did his fist hurt slightly, but his arm was also slightly sore. Fortunately, the opponent's body was covered with blood and blood was flowing out of his mouth, which made him feel a little relieved.

But Zuo Feng, who was being thrown up, had a different feeling. Before the punch hit his body, Zuo Feng had already clenched his teeth, but when the punch hit his body, he felt a very obvious shock, but he didn't feel any pain.

At first, Zuo Feng thought that he had suffered too much before and was numb to the pain, but when his body flew backwards, he denied his guess.

The opponent's fierce force, as well as the spiritual energy that burst out together, actually reduced by more than half outside the body, and when it was finally transmitted into the body, it actually did not have any destructive power.

The pure power destruction seemed to be dissolved before invading the flesh, and the spiritual energy was even more strange. Not only did it not cause any harm to himself, but it made him feel comfortable, just like someone gave him a full body massage after taking a hot bath.

Although he was very surprised in his heart, he pretended to be terrified on the surface. He had never seen such a thing that he could benefit from being beaten. Since that was the case, of course he couldn't let the other party stop. If he could feel better after being beaten, that would be the best result.

Zuo Feng's body flew backwards, but he only flew less than ten feet before falling to the ground. He staggered back a few steps. This was not Zuo Feng pretending, but his body was still a little stiff.

Although Hua Ming didn't achieve much in his attack, he rushed up again without getting discouraged. This time, he turned around and kicked towards Zuo Feng's heart.

Zuo Feng laughed secretly, but he was thinking in his heart.

'You really treat me as a soft persimmon. Although this roundhouse kick is fierce, it is too open and has many gaps for counterattacks. You attack me like this, just to bully my poor health, but it's okay. I need to see carefully whether this "beating" is effective on me. ’

Thinking like this, Zuo Feng tried to dodge in panic, but he still couldn't dodge flexibly. In the end, he had no choice but to turn around slightly, avoiding the vital part of his chest and giving the opponent a shoulder.

"Bang"

After a muffled sound, Zuo Feng's body flew up again, but it was a little farther than the previous time. As his body flew up, the bloodstains had already penetrated from his clothes. Anyone who was not blind could see that Zuo Feng must have been seriously injured. Facing Hua Ming's attack, he was simply unable to resist and fight back.

Exactly the same as before, Hua Ming felt a real kick on the opponent's body, and the feeling of fists and feet hitting the flesh was obvious. But the strange feeling of heaviness and the recoil force after the hit also made him confused.

Zuo Feng was overjoyed at this moment, because when he was hit this time, he clearly felt that his skin seemed to have suddenly become several times harder at the moment the opponent attacked it, and the extremely strong toughness of the skin surface after the force hit it seemed to have resolved most of the destructive power.

After the opponent's spiritual power passed through the skin and rushed into the body, the spiritual energy that was scattered and gathered from time to time seemed to be affected, and instantly condensed and dissolved. Moreover, the spiritual energy after dissolution gradually began to obey one's command.