Defying the Martial Way to Burn the Heavens

Zuo Feng strolled to a competition hall on the fourth floor, which was still as empty as before. Zuo Feng stood here for a short while before preparing to enter the passage in front. But just as he was about to walk into the passage, there was a rush of footsteps in the passage behind him.

Then a somewhat embarrassed young man walked in along the passage. Zuo Feng took a casual look and saw that it was one of the two people who had followed him before.

As soon as the young man entered the hall, he looked up and down. When he noticed that Zuo Feng's body was spotless, he couldn't help but open his mouth in surprise. Then he seemed to remember something and asked loudly: "Damn brat, you didn't enter the passage just now."

Zuo Feng shrugged slightly and said casually: "This rule seems to say that you can choose any channel to enter. Can't I come out again after I go in? It's just that you two are too imbecile."

Zuo Feng's few words made the young man opposite him almost lose his temper. He snorted angrily and said: "Okay, okay, I originally wanted to finish the job assigned by the master. This is what you want to do." Seeking death."

As the young man spoke, his face gradually became ferocious and twisted. He grabbed a corner of his clothes and tore them away, then a flash of silver light illuminated the hall. Zuo Feng looked intently to the opposite side and saw that there were mechanisms all over the young man's clothes.

If you look closely, you will see that there are no less than twenty crossbows installed all over the body. Seeing Zuo Feng's surprised expression, the young man couldn't help but laugh "hehe" twice, and said coldly: "These crossbows are all prepared for you, and our goal is not to kill you. As long as If we can get you injured, we can go back to the governor to collect the reward."

Zuo Feng's eyes narrowed slightly. Just as he had guessed, this young man was also dealing with him for the reward of the county guard. That's why he showed such a surprised expression when he saw that he was unharmed.

"With all the rags you are covered in, it would be too childish of you to want to deal with me." Zuo Feng said with some disdain.

"Hmph, you know what a fool. These are hard crossbows made of fine iron, and the crossbow strings are made of high-quality animal sinews. In order to deal with it, I didn't even use a single crossbow arrow in the previous round, so I left After you have suffered so many injuries, I will wait and see if you will still be so arrogant."

The young man said coldly, while subconsciously reaching out and grabbing a thin rope on his body. Then there was a muffled sound of "boom", and the silver cold light flashed slightly and came to Zuo Feng. Zuo Feng was already prepared, but at this moment he narrowly avoided it while turning his body.

"The speed and power are pretty good, but these crossbow arrows can only hurt me a little bit. It's a bit fanciful to think of using them to seriously injure me, and let me see what you can do after you use up these crossbow arrows. "

Zuo Feng stood up as he spoke, and at the same time leaned forward as if speaking unconsciously. The young man curled his lips disdainfully and said, "Although I only have twenty crossbow arrows, five of them are soaked in rotten grass."

After a pause, his eyes turned to Zuo Feng's moving steps, and continued: "Next time I will fire three in a row, and then five in succession. The closer you go, the more beneficial it will be to me."

Zuo Feng paused for a moment, and his expression darkened. The young man was right. The power of the crossbow would be more obvious the shorter the distance. Moreover, Zuo Feng also knew about the "rotting heart grass" in his mouth. If your wounds are contaminated with the juice of these "rotten heart grass", even if you have some detoxification powder on your body, you may not be able to recover in less than three or two days.

After a slight hesitation, Zuo Feng's eyes flashed with cruelty. Then the corners of his mouth curved slightly, and at the same time he reached out to touch his arms. When the young man opposite saw the smile on Zuo Feng's face, he felt the hairs on his back suddenly stand up. He subconsciously took two steps back and said with a vigilant look on his face: "You, what are you going to do?"

Zuo Feng still maintained a smile, slowly pulled out his hand, and said, "It seems like what you just said, the closer I am to you, the more beneficial it is to you."

The young man felt a little relieved when he saw that what Zuo Feng took out were only three egg-sized silver balls. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Zuo Feng slowly and silently reciting "...five...four"

Then Zuo Feng gently threw the three silver balls in his hand, but suddenly jumped backwards while continuing to mutter. The young man looked at the three silver balls slowly rolling in front of his feet with a puzzled expression. Zuo Feng, who had retreated to the corner at this time, raised his voice and whispered: "One"

When the young man saw Zuo Feng taking the initiative to retreat, an inexplicable fear came over him. But before he could react, a dull explosion resounded violently.

This small silver ball is naturally the "Fire Crystal Fire Thunder" made by Zuo Feng, but this time it is a little different from the one Zuo Feng used against the yellow-haired scimitar woman. This time the explosion sounded much duller, but the power of the explosion was greater. At the same time, the flames were a bit more intense than before, and the flying fragments were much more dense.

Zuo Feng waited for a moment, and when the flames and smoke gradually faded, he slowly walked over. The young man's body was not much different from that of a honeycomb at this time, and the dense blood holes were still bleeding. Zuo Feng knelt down and turned the other person's body over to watch carefully for a moment, then nodded with satisfaction.

"It seems that if this improved fire thunder is released at close range, the metal fragments can directly penetrate a warrior of the second level of the bone refining stage. The effective range should be about five meters, which is at least 30% more powerful than the previous fire thunder."

Zuo Feng examined the body of the young man while observing everything around him, and slowly spoke to himself. After a moment, Zuo Feng nodded gently and stood up and walked towards the passage. The body with thousands of holes was still bleeding, as if indicating that a terrible weapon had gradually taken shape.

Just like last time, after passing through the long passage on the fourth floor, there was a staircase leading to the fifth floor. Zuo Feng walked steadily towards the top of the stairs, and this time he paid special attention. The beast soul on his chest really responded, and it seemed to be more obvious than last time, and Zuo Feng's heart subconsciously beat wildly a few times.

The same stairs, after going up, there was also the same long passage, but the iron box beside the passage was empty and open at this time. Zuo Feng smiled at the iron box, and unconsciously thought of the knife he gave to Zuo Hou. Although he didn't know what material the knife was made of, Zuo Feng guessed that it was definitely not an ordinary item.

Continuing to walk, before Zuo Feng entered the hall in front, he vaguely saw a bald head reflecting light. If it were normal, Zuo Feng might still find this bald head funny, but after seeing the confidence of the bald young man, he had already put away his contempt.

"You are the Yancheng boy named Zuo Feng. You have the second-level bone refining cultivation at a young age. It's really a great talent. I heard that you defeated the county governor's silver guard captain when you were in the first level of bone refining. No wonder the county governor wanted to get rid of you at any cost."

"Silver Guard Captain? Do you all call the county governor's adopted son like this?" Zuo Feng ignored the other party's nonsense, but curiously inquired about Teng Li.

"The adopted son of the county magistrate? Haha, that silly big guy, the county magistrate wanted to use him to do more things. But now it seems that the guy he picked up is still a waste after all, no wonder he was chased by his enemies and fled everywhere."

"From what you said, it was your people who saved him, and he was only seriously injured at that time, but he did not lose his memory?" Zuo Feng asked subconsciously after hearing the words of the bald young man.

The bald young man looked at Zuo Feng vigilantly after hearing this, and said coldly: "Do you know him?"

Zuo Feng shook his head slowly, and the bald young man sneered and said: "Still don't admit it?"

"You don't deserve to know!"

The bald man was completely ignited with anger, and a cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he rushed towards Zuo Feng suddenly. During his rush, two short blades about an inch long slipped from his sleeves into his palms. Zuo Feng's eyes flickered, and he did not miss any small movements of the other party.

The bald young man rushed to Zuo Feng in a blink of an eye, slashing down with a short blade on one side and suddenly lifting up with the other hand. Although the moves were extremely concise, it was extremely difficult to defend. From this, it can be seen that the bald young man should have rich practical experience.

Zuo Feng was not panicked at all. He did not defend hastily, nor did he retreat to dodge. Because he could see from the trajectory of the two short blades that if he retreated, there would be a more fierce back move. Zuo Feng smiled coldly, crossed his hands in front of his chest and swung them fiercely to both sides, just meeting the opponent's wrist.

Just as the bald young man was surprised by Zuo Feng's strange moves, Zuo Feng's thin figure had stepped forward and rushed in front of the bald man. At the same time, he twisted his waist and shook his shoulders, and hit the bald young man's chest.

The bald young man groaned miserably and fell back more than ten steps before stabilizing his body. Although Zuo Feng succeeded in one blow, his expression became more solemn. Because of the collision between the two bodies just now, Zuo Feng felt that the other party's body was unusually tough, even far beyond the self-destructive skills used by Teng Li.

The bald young man's expression changed several times at this time, and then he gritted his teeth fiercely, and a touch of madness flashed across his face. Then he suddenly slapped his Na Hai with both palms full of spiritual energy, and at the same time, the sound of "Gugu" sounded in succession from his mouth, and the scene looked very strange. While doing all this, his cultivation level actually began to slowly improve.

When Zuo Feng was watching all this, he subconsciously remembered something, and then he blurted out four words in surprise, "Ni Ming Huan Dan".