Defying the Martial Way to Burn the Heavens

As expected of Hua Zheng, who was at the seventh level of the Tempering Muscles Stage, the power contained in this attack was beyond imagination. Zuo Feng felt as if his internal organs were about to turn over.

Fire attribute aura itself was not good at defense, so he almost dispersed the aura around him when facing that fierce kick.

However, Hua Zheng was also very frightened. If it were an ordinary Tempering Muscles Stage warrior, even if he had the first defense, he would have been seriously injured and dying. However, Zuo Feng did not even break his bones, and he seemed to have the strength to escape.

He wanted to kill Zuo Feng completely, but when Hua Zheng kicked the opponent's arm, it felt like kicking a mountain, which was hard and unshakable, and made his body unconsciously retreat. It was not until the third step that he landed on the ground, and he finally managed to stabilize his body.

However, the unwillingness and resentment in his eyes were immediately replaced by excitement and mockery. Huge spiritual energy lingered around Hua Xiaotian, and the golden spiritual energy was like a shining sun, rushing down with a thunderous force. Even a lion would use all its strength to fight a rabbit, and Hua Xiaotian would also spare no effort.

This plan was very detailed, and he was full of confidence, and he didn't even think he had a chance to make a move. Three of the five painters came, and the other two were in the auction house. He was sitting at the corner of the side street, in fact, to prevent a strong man from coming to interfere with the whole plan.

But he didn't expect that Zuo Feng didn't even step into the auction house, and the arrangement inside the auction house didn't work at all. Instead, he brought those warriors who were active on the periphery, and at this moment, they all threw themselves into the siege.

In his eyes, the three people were like three ants, and he even felt that it was a waste of his energy to crush the three people, and the people he brought were enough to do it.

Wan didn't expect that he still had to make a move himself in the end. So far, the target was only injured, and he was still alive and kicking there. If Zuo Feng escapes with injuries like this, his status among the Five Tigers and even the entire painter will plummet.

And the more unexpected it is, the more Hua Xiaotian wants to kill Zuo Feng. He vaguely feels that some people's evaluation of this young man may not be alarmist. This young man can show abilities and combat power far beyond ordinary warriors at such an age and with such cultivation. His future development is really hard to estimate.

Now the painter and the Gui family have a deadly feud with him. If this young man grows up, it will definitely be a big trouble. As a painter from the six super families of the Xuanwu Empire, of course he will not take a small warrior seriously, but with such combat ability and super talent for alchemy, these combined together, even he has to be cautious.

Fortunately, everything is about to end. Hua Xiaotian, who is in the sky, fell rapidly. In almost the blink of an eye, he has arrived above Zuo Feng's head. Zuo Feng, who is at the eighth level of the tendon hardening period, is still too weak. He has no power to resist in front of such a strong man.

No matter what means Zuo Feng had, he could only wait for death. Although he felt very unwilling, it was meaningless to do anything in the face of such a strong man.

Hua Xiaotian raised the long sword in his hand with a sneer, and quickly swept it downwards, like a golden lightning falling from above, aiming at Zuo Feng's head.

Zuo Feng could feel the terrifying destructive power that made his hair stand on end. At this time, he had slowly closed his eyes, stretched out his hands unconsciously, and welcomed the coming of death in the most calm way.

"Swish"

A sharp sound came quickly, and the speed at which the sound was transmitted made people feel palpitations. Zuo Feng was ready to accept death, but at this moment he subconsciously opened his eyes.

At this time, if the enemy would not come so eagerly, the person who could rush at such a speed should definitely not be with Hua Xiaotian. Zuo Feng, who had hope in his heart again, opened his eyes wide and saw a golden light covering his head like a silk thread. In front of him, there was almost no other existence except the dazzling gold.

But the sharp sound was clearly heard in his ears. The sound came at a high speed, but he could not see anything. From the sound, Zuo Feng judged that it was not a person, but a flying weapon. Judging from the direction, it seemed to be flying towards his position.

‘Am I wrong? Could it be that someone hates me to the bone and wants to kill me before Hua Xiaotian. It is also possible. I have offended many people in the past, but I really can’t think of who would hate me so much. ’

Just as Zuo Feng was thinking about it, a sudden crisp sound exploded. The sound sounded like the crisp sound of a crystal being smashed.

At the same time, Zuo Feng felt a very familiar fluctuation, which was the fluctuation of telekinesis, and it was the telekinesis emitted by someone he knew.

‘Senior Chu Zhao, no, it is much weaker than Chu Zhao, it is...’

The thoughts suddenly paused, because Zuo Feng clearly saw the golden light in front of him dissipate in an instant, just like snow encountering the scorching sun, pieces disintegrated and melted into the invisible.

Then he saw a face, it was Hua Xiaotian's face, the calmness and composure before had long disappeared, replaced by shock and horror.

Almost at the same time, at the innermost auction house of this side street, two abundant spiritual energies soared into the sky, and two figures in white clothes soared into the sky and flew towards this side at a high speed.

At the same time, two streams of light came flying, but they came from the other side of the archway. However, these two figures were like wearing flame armor, and when they flew over, they were like two burning meteors across the sky, and their speed was much faster than the other three.

Hua Xiaotian's face was obviously hesitant, but the last trace of ferocity flashed in his eyes, and he swung the long sword in his hand and rushed towards Zuo Feng again.

Although the other two white-clothed figures were closer, they were not as fast as the two fiery red figures. The time they took to arrive here should not be much different.

Hua Xiaotian could not care so much. He had a special feeling that if he could not kill the young man in front of him today, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

Just as Hua Xiaotian made his move, a cold "hum" sounded from the two flames. Then a short blade condensed with a flame formation flew out. With just one look, Zuo Feng immediately knew the identity of that person. This was the Tuhuo Short Thorn among the Ten Cuts and Eight Stabs.

This weapon naturally belongs to Yao Family's commander Ni Tianju, and the identity of the person coming is obvious.

The Tuhuo short blade, with a strong breath of fire, flew directly here. Before Hua Xiaotian's long sword fell, the Tuhuo short blade had already arrived in front of him.

At this time, he had no time to care about Zuo Feng, and swung his long sword to cut the Tuhuo short blade.

"Clang"

The sound of metal clashing rang out, and the golden light in his hand was dazzling. In an instant, he shattered the long swords of the two weapons of the Su Family warriors, and the next moment it broke in the same way.

Looking at Hua Xiaotian, who was stroking his chest and falling back in the air, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. It was obvious that he suffered a loss in this attack.

However, Zuo Feng's crisis was not completely resolved. The five Naqi period masters, plus Hua Zheng, six people, actually rushed up at this time. The order they received was to kill Zuo Feng at all costs. Even in the face of such a situation, they still had to resolutely execute the order from above.

These five people, like the two warriors from the Su family before, knew that people like them were just cannon fodder on the battlefield at this time, but they had to carry out the mission. Even if they had to sacrifice their lives, they had to complete the mission.

Zuo Feng was injured at this time, but even if he recovered to his peak state, he was definitely not an opponent of any of the six people in front of him, and he was still not out of danger.

Four light spots flew over his head, and he clearly saw that the light spots were the small crystals of the Yong family's formation. Four crystal cores quickly shot at the five people, and four formations, two green and two gray, exploded in front of the four people, but this time Zuo Feng was too close, and even he himself was affected by the formation.

Zuo Feng cursed in his heart, 'Which pig from the Yong family is this? Is he going to save me or kill me! '

Just as the idea came to his mind, he felt the collar behind him tighten, and his body accelerated backwards and was dragged away alive. Looking up, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

‘It’s a pig, but it looks cute now. I’ve made great efforts to help him understand the formation.’

The man dragging Zuo Feng behind him was the young master of the Yong family, Fatty Yong. His fat face was filled with anxiety and worry. When he was fully developed, he was also very fast.

At this time, the two flaming figures had come close. In addition to the Yao family’s commander Ni Tianju, the other person was Chu Nan, the master of medicine refining from the Wang family.

“Kill, kill them, kill them all!”

Zuo Feng almost roared, forcing this sentence out of his throat.

Chu Nan looked at Zuo Feng’s appearance at this time, and his eyes turned coldly to the other side. The five strong men in the Naqi period were getting rid of the obstruction of the formation and continued to rush towards Fatty Yong and Zuo Feng.

Chu Nan glanced at the six people coldly. When his sleeves were raised, a tiny silver light like a hair shot out from his sleeves. The fine needle cut through the air and made a sharp sound of breaking the wind.

Hearing this familiar voice, Zuo Feng realized that it was Chu Nan who saved him at the critical moment. At this moment, Chu Nan attacked again, and the six needles were not weaker than the previous one.

Seeing the silver light flashing and the needles flying, the five Naqi stage masters were slightly stunned. The next moment, the needles passed through the eyebrows of the five people. The needles did not lose their remaining force and directly hit the ground. The moment the hair-like needles pierced the ground, they actually raised a piece of dust and left five deep pits.

"Ding"

Only the last needle was blocked by someone, and a huge stick was in front of Hua Zheng, who was pale. If it weren't for the appearance of this huge stick, Hua Zheng would probably have died on the spot like the other five Naqi stage masters.