Defying the Martial Way to Burn the Heavens

"Ah"

A shrill howl came out of Huaming's mouth, and his face, which was originally handsome, was completely distorted at this time, and everything was crowded together.

He still kept his hands open, as if he was about to fly, and one of his two legs was being stepped on fiercely by Zuo Feng.

His legs were slightly apart, with the left foot in front and the right foot behind. The right foot was the one that was secretly preparing to burst out with spiritual energy. But Zuo Feng took the lead and did not give the other party a chance to use martial arts. He stepped on the other party's right foot that was full of spiritual energy.

Huaming's right foot was twisted and deformed, and the sound of broken bones rang out. The whole sole of his foot was almost turned into "paper for one night" under this step. The hunched arms were stiff there, like a hunched chicken.

Zuo Feng's cold smile magnified in Huaming's eyes. He no longer cared about the severe pain from his feet, and only hoped to get away from the evil-like young man in front of him as soon as possible. Even if he was asked to roll down from here right now, kneel down under the marble steps, and wait for the end of the ceremony in the most humiliating way, he would be willing to do it.

After all, life is only once, and he deeply regrets it now. Not only does he regret his previous arrogant words, not only does he regret not giving in earlier, but he also regrets that he should not have come to compete for this spot.

I heard that Hua Qi and Shen Feng in front of him have a deep grudge, and he should give all the opportunities to Hua Qi.

"No...ah!"

The word "no" just came out of his mouth, and the second word was still rolling in his throat, and a palm had already hit his chest heavily.

The crisp sound of bones breaking, accompanied by a shrill scream, Hua Ming's body was thrown into the distance like a kite with a broken string.

Then he hit the defensive formation heavily, which was a two-way defense, and his body hit it and spurted out a large mouthful of blood. The formation rippled with circles because of his impact, and then fell back to the high platform, crashing on the marble floor like a rotten grain.

"Boy, stop it."

Almost at the moment when Zuo Feng knocked Hua Ming away, a voice full of rage sounded, and at the same time, a person burst out from the crowd and rushed directly towards Zuo Feng.

As soon as this person moved, several figures in the crowd immediately moved at the same time. The two people from the Gui family and the other person from the painter spread their bodies at the same time, ready to pounce on Zuo Feng.

They were not easy to attack before, but now that the painter rushed out alone, they could no longer wait and see. However, these people were a little slower than the one who took the lead, and when they moved, the people from the Suyao family also moved immediately, and instantly forced towards those people.

The people from the Guihua family and the Suyao family moved at the same time, and chaos immediately appeared on the high platform. However, the real fight was only in the place where Zuo Feng was, and the other warriors just spread their bodies. The Suyao and the two families deliberately stuck close to the Guihua and the two families, but had no intention of taking the initiative.

In this way, except for the person who rushed out the most, the others from the Guihua and the two families could not take action. If they helped their companions to attack Zuo Feng, they would inevitably leave themselves open to others. They could only slowly look for opportunities under the fear of throwing rats into the water.

The person who stood out from the crowd was the painter. The seventh son of the painter ranked fourth and was called the fourth son of the painter, Hua Gang.

The reason why Hua Gang was so angry was that he was the elder brother of the fifth son. The seventh son of the painter was just a unified ranking, and there was also a distinction between legitimate and illegitimate. Hua Qi belonged to the master of the outer branch, so he did not have a very good relationship with the other sons.

Among these legitimate sons, there was also a distinction between close and distant relatives. Hua Si and Hua Wu were brothers from the same mother, and their feelings were naturally beyond the reach of others.

His own brother was beaten like that, how could he care about his face and other things? His cultivation reached the first level of the Sensing Qi Stage, and there was a painter from the Gui family beside him, so he attacked without hesitation.

He knew that as long as he took action, the people from the Huagui family would have a reason to attack, and no matter what bad influence there was, he would be the one to bear it at most. However, he ignored the fact that there were people from the Suyao family on the other side. He had already taken action, so they naturally had a reason to attack.

He was concerned about his brother's safety, so he didn't think so carefully in a hurry. Now he just wanted to intercept Zuo Feng. It didn't matter whether he could kill Zuo Feng, as long as he could stop Zuo Feng from attacking his brother.

Zuo Feng still had a faint smile on his face, but his eyes swept across the high platform calmly, and he captured every subtle change in the situation.

It was not easy for the Suyao family to attack directly, but it was enough to contain a few of the other party's highest cultivators.

Although Hua Qi and Cheng Tianhao did not make a move, they were also eager to seize the opportunity, and he saw all of this clearly.

However, in Zuo Feng's eyes, these two guys can be completely ignored, because they no longer pose any threat to him.

The fourth son Hua Gang's eyes were almost spitting fire, and he rushed over with a rage. Although Zuo Feng was unusually calm on the surface, he was also brewing raging anger in his chest.

This group of people dealt with him several times, and their methods were endless. In the battle with the ghost catcher, he was able to win in one fell swoop because of his experience in the spiritual extreme realm, and because he broke through the shackles of the heart barrier at the last moment.

The phosphorus removal poison used by Yao Tuozi almost tortured him to death. All these experiences made Zuo Feng full of anger. One Hua Ming was not enough for him to vent. Now that Hua Gang was delivered to his door, how could Zuo Feng not treat him well?

Seeing the situation around him clearly, Zuo Feng went to Hua Gang without hesitation, and the two of them bumped into each other in an instant.

In his rage, Hua Gang madly circulated his spiritual energy, and rich fire attribute spiritual power flourished. After reaching the Qi Sensing Stage, this person also stimulated the fire attribute. Many excellent alchemists have fire attributes, but it is not only the fire attribute spiritual energy that can become an excellent alchemist.

It's just that having fire attributes will give him more advantages than other warriors when refining medicine and refining equipment.

The opponent mobilized his own fire attribute spiritual energy right from the start, obviously suppressing Zuo Feng with the difference in cultivation. This is undoubtedly a bit of bullying. If it were someone else, some people might think so, but the young man in front of him had defeated the ghost catcher in a real fight, and no one doubted that Zuo Feng's strength would not be as good as that of a warrior at the first level of the Sensing Qi Stage.

Hua Gang's fist, which contained extremely strong fire attribute spiritual power, blasted towards Zuo Feng without any tricks. Zuo Feng's eyes flashed with cold light, and he did not dodge or evade. He also raised his fist, and the fire attribute spiritual power instantly lingered on his fist, and blasted towards the opponent.

"Bang, boom"

The sound of the collision of flesh and the violent burning of fire attribute spiritual energy exploded in all directions at the moment of collision. The red fire attribute spiritual power raged on the entire high platform, and everyone felt a burning sensation on their faces.

Zuo Feng stepped back two steps, while Hua Gang retreated about three feet with his feet rubbing against the ground, and then he stabilized his body. He did not gain any advantage in the collision just now, but suffered a loss instead.

The fist of the young man in front of him was extremely heavy and tough like a hammer. Under the previous blow, the bones of his fingers had already cracked finely. This was just when he had concentrated all his spiritual power on his fist. If the opponent was at the same level as himself, he would have no doubt that his hand would have been disabled.

Looking at Hua Gang's uncertain face, Zuo Feng smiled and said, "Do you want to save him?"

As he spoke, he stretched out a finger and pointed at Hua Ming, who was lying motionless on the ground. Then he spread out his five fingers and slowly clenched them together, saying, "You... are too late!"

"Violence"

As soon as the word came out, Zuo Feng's fist clenched at the same time, and Hua Ming, who was lying on the ground, suddenly hesitated violently, and a series of three violent roars came from his body one after another.

Hua Ming's back and clothes were instantly shattered, and his skin was torn apart by the power that erupted from his body. As blood splattered, his body and flesh flew out together.

Zuo Feng certainly used strong physical strength in that palm just now, and at the same time, Zuo Feng also activated the "Cloud Wave Palm", carrying a triple destructive force in one palm. At this time, under Zuo Feng's control, the three spiritual energies that had penetrated into the opponent's body burst out at the same time, directly blowing Hua Ming's chest into a mess.

"No, ah!"

Hua Gang's purpose was to save his brother, but now that he saw Hua Ming die tragically in front of him in an instant, he also fell into madness.

Zuo Feng still had a faint smile on his face. In his eyes, a life was no different from an ant at this moment.

"My brother Hua Ming will not die in vain. I will kill you today. I Hua..."

Without waiting for the other party to finish speaking, Zuo Feng's speed had already started. While thinking about the words, he rushed forward and said in a deep voice: "I am not interested in knowing the name of the dead."

Hua Gang almost lost his mind now. He and his brother grew up together. The family spared no effort in cultivating the direct line of the clan. The two of them practiced all the way and also had good talents in alchemy.

This time, he came to compete for the medicine son. His brother originally came to experience this year and strive to have the opportunity to compete for the title of medicine son in four years.

When his younger brother qualified for the final medicine contest, he was happy for him from the bottom of his heart. But now his younger brother died tragically, and he had no future.

He could not accept this reality, and he had no other ideas except to kill Zuo Feng in front of him.

"Stop!"

"Stop!"

Two voices came from the high platform, one was the head of the painter's family, Hua Yuan, and the other was Qu Li beside the king.