Defying the Martial Way to Burn the Heavens

The sound of impact fell like raindrops, and the rat-faced man waved the long knife with a solemn expression, covering himself with an airtight seal. He originally thought that Zuo Feng's attack with such ferocity would soon run out of stamina. But what surprised him was that not only did the boy on the opposite side not have any intention of stopping, but the frequency of his attacks was getting faster and faster.

This situation made the rat-faced man increasingly frightened, and he even regretted asking to fight. One of his wrong decisions resulted in the death of all six of his remaining subordinates here, and now he was beginning to find himself in a difficult battle.

Just when the rat-faced man was secretly hesitating whether to find a chance to break out of Zuo Feng's entanglement and escape for his life. Zuo Feng, who was attacking like crazy, didn't look happy at all. Being in the middle of the game, he could also see that the rat-faced man was powerless, and it was obvious that he couldn't hold on for long.

But he himself was also a little helpless. At this moment, Zuo Feng's face was getting more and more rosy, because while launching this round of attacks, Zuo Feng also gritted his teeth and entered a breath-holding state. Because of the normal attack situation, the attack rhythm will not exceed one's own load, and you can also take breaths and adjust between attacks and defenses.

But if Zuo Feng's rapid attack was far beyond his ability, he could only choose to hold his breath. But after all, Zuo Feng was only a second-level warrior in the bone refining stage, and his aura was not as long as that of a warrior in the tendon-tempering stage of the rat-faced man opposite him. At this moment, he had already exhausted his breath, and he was relying solely on his willpower to support himself.

Because Zuo Feng himself knew that if he stopped, it would not only be difficult to seize such an opportunity, but also difficult to defeat the rat-faced man before his body's excitement subsided.

Zuo Feng, who was attacking, gradually felt that his hands and feet were heavy. At the same time, there were bursts of pain in his chest, and his head also felt dizzy. Zuo Feng knew that he had reached his limit, so he had no choice but to push out his fists hard and fight with the opponent. He used the force of his body to leap back four or five feet several times before he stopped.

At this time, both of them had a tacit understanding not to launch an attack, while Zuo Feng was breathing heavily. Although the rat-faced man opposite had a long breath, the frenzied discussion just now also severely drained his spiritual energy and physical strength. And it almost caused the injury that he had just improved, so at this time, the rat-faced man was also seizing the time to adjust his breath and recover.

After a while, it was the rat-faced man who recovered first, looking up at Zuo Feng with a ferocious look in his eyes. At this time, Zuo Feng's face was pale, and all of his trump cards had been used up in the previous battles. But even if those methods were not used at that time, facing such a strong man now would not be able to determine the outcome at all.

At this time, Zuo Feng was breathing rapidly, and his chest was heaving violently like a windmill. Feeling the spiritual energy in the body gradually stabilize, the body slowly becomes calmer. He knew that the short-term improvement that unlocking the "prison lock" could bring had passed. He also knew that in his current state, he simply could not defeat the rat-faced man in front of him.

At this time, Zuo Feng felt a sense of determination in his heart. He knew that there was more than one warrior in the tempering stage of the mansion led by Zhang Yu, and he also knew that Zhang Yu himself should also be a strong man who had reached the Qi refining stage. But he still chose to come alone to rescue his sister. When he decided to come here, he never considered leaving alive, so he also prepared a last resort for himself.

Knowing that he had no other choice, he could only use the last resort he had prepared for himself. Although he understands that once he reaches any step, his life will come to an end, but he must save his sister no matter what, and for this he can do anything. Thinking of this, Zuo Feng began to desperately stir up the spiritual energy all over his body, and gradually moved backward according to several special meridians.

If there is a strong person with a higher level of cultivation who has reached the Qi refining stage here, they will find that the aura on Zuo Feng's body starts to become violent instantly. This will only occur when "violent disintegration" is activated, and once "violent disintegration" is activated, it cannot be reversed, and the only thing waiting for him is final death.

"Little bastard, keep jumping around for me. The beating just now was so good. Okay, okay."

The rat-faced man said in a deep voice through gritted teeth. At this time, he didn't notice anything abnormal about Zuo Feng's body at all. At the end of his words, he deliberately lengthened his voice and planned to say three words "good", but when the third word "good" came to his lips, he suddenly stopped and looked behind Zuo Feng in surprise.

At first, Zuo Feng thought this was some despicable trick of the rat-faced man, so he ignored it at all and continued to use all his strength to activate the spiritual energy in his body to continue to run in the opposite direction. But at this moment, a voice suddenly came from behind Zuo Feng. The voice sounded far away from here, but it was approaching extremely fast.

"Hey, it's quite lively here. I like this kind of scene the most. We all know each other so well. Why don't you call me in advance when something good happens?"

This voice felt very familiar to Zuo Feng. When it came out, Zuo Feng judged that this person should still be outside the first gate. But when he finished the last word, he had already appeared not far behind Zuo Feng.

Zuo Feng subconsciously stopped the operation of the spiritual energy, and he stopped just in time. The spiritual energy was about to run a cycle. If the spiritual energy reverses in these meridians and completes one cycle, then all the spiritual energy will lose control and continue to retrograde along the meridians until Zuo Feng finally dies.

By that time, Zuo Feng's strength will have grown horribly, but his life will also enter a countdown from that moment on. Fortunately, this person who suddenly appeared interrupted him, and Zuo Feng also turned around and glanced with a puzzled look.

"It's you, why are you here? Aren't you supposed to be in Pengcheng?"

Zuo Feng was stunned at first, and then he recognized the young man with long hair and shawl in front of him at a glance. It was the "Drunken Fist" Ding Hao whom he met during the Spin Tower Trial. Zuo Feng asked with some confusion. He was extremely surprised by Ding Hao's arrival.

Ding Hao looked lazy and casually took out his wine bottle and took a sip. Then he said, "If you ask me why I am in Yancheng, I'm afraid you should know it better than me. If you ask me why, If you come to Commander Zhang Yu's Mansion, I must be here for you. If you want to know why I know you are here, this..."

When Ding Hao said this, he casually turned his head and looked back. Just at this moment, a thin and short figure appeared at the gate. Seeing this figure, Zuo Feng felt warm in his heart. The person who came was none other than Zuo Feng's good brother Zuo Hou.

"You were running too fast. Before I finished speaking, you were already gone."

As soon as Zuo Hou crossed the first gate, he started to complain loudly. This was obviously meant for Ding Hao who was beside Zuo Feng. Ding Hao shook his head, turned to Zuo Feng and said, "This good brother of yours is quite good, but his cultivation is a bit lacking."

"At his age, he has a cultivation level of seventh level in the physical enhancement stage, which is considered pretty good."

As soon as Zuo Feng finished speaking, Zuo Hou came closer. First he looked around in surprise, and then said hurriedly: "This guy came to the trading house to look for you, but I met him. He heard that you were going to participate in the second trial, so he insisted on waiting for you at the trading house. Come back. Miss Anya just came to report, and we didn’t know you were here. "

After hearing this, Zuo Feng frowned and said with an ugly face, "Why did he come to find you? What did he say to you?"

Seeing the unkind expression on Zuo Feng's face, Zuo Hou seemed to have guessed something and hurriedly explained: "It was the fifth elder who asked her to bring the message. She asked us Zuojia Village to prepare for contingency first, but we were not allowed to act rashly."

Zuo Feng nodded slightly after hearing this, but Ding Hao said at the side: "I think that girl named Anya seems to be very interested in you. Don't misunderstand her kindness. Having said that, will What happened here is all your fault?"

Ding Hao joked casually, then looked around with some surprise, then glanced at the scene in another courtyard and asked Zuo Feng.

Just as Zuo Feng was about to speak, he was interrupted by a very discordant voice.

"Your reminiscing about old times is not over yet. If you are not done talking, I will send you downstairs to chat."

The rat-faced man's voice fell, and Zuo Feng and the other three people also looked over with unkind eyes. Before Zuo Feng could speak, Ding Hao couldn't help but said: "Brother Mouse, we just wanted to make you wiser and get out of here after we chatted for a while. I didn't expect you to be so ignorant. If we do something, we're afraid of getting the hell out of you." You hit me so hard that you can’t even recognize the cat.”

Ding Hao spoke carelessly, but the rat-faced man opposite him almost lost his temper. He was born with a dirty face, but he was very concerned about others making fun of his appearance. It was just that his cultivation level was low when he was young, but since he reached the tempering stage and became the third master of Jinyan Mountain, he has never been insulted by others, not to mention that the one who insulted him was such a junior who was not as good as himself. Junior.

The rat-faced man let out a long breath, suppressed the raging anger in his heart, stared fiercely at Ding Hao, who had just spoken to humiliate him, and said: "I know you are the apprentice of the Lord of Pengcheng, but you are with this brat today. If you come to the Commander's Mansion, even if your master comes, he won't be able to protect you."

Seeing the rat-faced man walking up with a long knife after finishing speaking, Zuo Feng turned around and said to Zuo Hou: "Although he is injured, he is a warrior in the tempering stage after all, so you better not get involved in this battle. "

After finishing speaking, Zuo Feng turned back to Ding Hao and said: "Since you are here, I won't say more words of thanks. I, Zuo Feng, will remember this feeling. If it happens one day..."

"Okay, okay, when did you become such a mother-in-law? I, Ding Hao, don't like many people, so don't talk more nonsense. The two of us joined forces today, I don't believe you are still doing this Don’t let such a ‘rat’ die!”

Ding Hao's words were full of humor, and Zuo Feng smiled slightly and said nothing. Seeing Ding Hao insulting him again, the rat-faced man opposite him suddenly accelerated his steps and rushed forward, letting out an angry growl.