Defying the Martial Way to Burn the Heavens

Zuo Feng had already seen the cunning and gloomy warrior surnamed Wang before. When he saw the smile that appeared on his face, he immediately understood that although he had the upper hand for the time being, the opponent must still have some hold on him.

Suddenly, Zuo Feng thought about what the other party had in store, because out of the corner of his eye he could see the corpse puppet that had been motionless, but it started to move at this critical moment. The corpse puppet's footsteps were still moving in a somewhat unnatural way, but the speed of movement was surprisingly fast.

Zuo Feng immediately fell into a critical situation. In front of him was the warrior named Wang who had been unable to attack for a long time. The corpse puppet behind him joined in. Zuo Feng immediately fell into the embarrassing situation of being attacked from both sides. Without any hesitation, Zuo Feng stepped out with his right foot on the ground and dodged to the left.

The smile on the face of the warrior surnamed Wang gradually widened, but he did not immediately start to pursue him. However, the corpse puppet kept chasing after Zuo Feng. At this time, Zuo Feng fully understood that the reason why the warrior surnamed Wang was obviously at a disadvantage and still gritted his teeth and persisted was because he was secretly accumulating mental power in order to be able to defeat Zuo Feng in one fell swoop. However, he did not understand. Why did the opponent's mental strength recover so quickly?

Now the warrior surnamed Wang is not in a hurry to take action. He only needs to let the corpse puppet temporarily entangle Zuo Feng, and he can calmly adjust his breath and restore his spiritual power. If Zuo Feng had no other means, he would definitely end up defeated and dead.

Just as Zuo Feng dodged away, he saw the huge body of the corpse puppet appearing in front of him, and its gray fists were attacking him with great force. How could Zuo Feng dare to receive the corpse puppet's fist forcefully? It was a hard existence that could crack Xiao Wu's long sword. If it hit the body, the consequences would be unknown.

The body twisted sideways to dodge again, but the corpse puppet's fist twisted to the side in an instant and continued to attack the left wind. Such an action is impossible for ordinary people, but this corpse puppet can Done with ease. Thanks to Zuo Feng, he had witnessed such a strange scene before. When his fist suddenly turned, Zuo Feng sat back without hesitation. Although he was in a state of embarrassment, he narrowly avoided this fatal punch.

Fortunately, Zuo Feng had seen this corpse puppet have this ability before, otherwise just this one blow would have been enough to make Zuo Feng seriously injured and fall to the ground. Although the warrior surnamed Wang was trying his best to recover his spiritual power, all the changes on Zuo Feng's side were in his eyes. Seeing Zuo Feng successfully dodge the corpse puppet's attack, he couldn't help but let out an angry snort from his nose.

Zuo Feng tried his best to dodge backwards, not caring about his image. His butt hit the ground heavily, and he happened to sit on a raised rock. Zuo Feng grimaced in pain. However, Zuo Feng had no time to rub his butt now, because the corpse puppet missed a single hit and immediately pounced on him again.

Zuo Feng sighed in his heart and reluctantly took out the prison lock again. Although his body will be much more flexible after the prison lock is removed, if there is no prison lock to resist now, it will be difficult to guarantee that he will not be hit by one of the corpse puppet's blows if he continues to be so passive.

"Dang, Dang"

The sound of loud noises could be heard endlessly, the kind of loud noises that directly shocked people's soul, making Zuo Feng feel a wave of boredom in his heart. There was no sign of damage to the prison lock on his hand, but the corpse puppet's body was also not damaged at all. Such collisions would undoubtedly continue to consume Zuo Feng's physical and spiritual power.

The corpse puppet pressed forward step by step. Zuo Feng could only passively take the beating and retreat step by step. Zuo Feng's arms were gradually losing consciousness. If this continued, he would die in the hands of the corpse puppet in a short time. At this moment, the warrior surnamed Wang, who had been stopping in place to recover his spiritual power, slowly walked towards Zuo Feng dragging his injured leg. Apparently he thought that the spiritual power he had recovered now was enough to deal with Zuo Feng.

One leg of the warrior surnamed Wang was broken by Zuo Feng's Yunlang Palm. It was extremely inconvenient to move at this time, but his slow movement forward was enough to make Zuo Feng feel the approach of death. With Zuo Feng in such a bad situation, and with the addition of a warrior named Wang, the result is already obvious.

Zuo Feng already had some regrets in his heart. He should not have followed him out of curiosity to have a look. Originally, everything was going smoothly. As long as he waited for the caravan to appear, he could follow it. Even if he couldn't help Kang Zhen and others in the end, he could at least leave the chaotic place safely, but in the current situation, he had to use his last resort.

Now there is no much use in using the flame crystal fire thunder. With the corpse puppet's solid and almost terrifying body, the fire thunder poses no threat to it at all. Even if he were to deal with a warrior named Wang, his cunning and cautious character would probably not suffer, so he could only choose to use violence.

Having made up his mind, Zuo Feng began to muster all his spiritual power. With the eyes of a warrior named Wang, he immediately noticed Zuo Feng's changes, and his face immediately darkened. This phenomenon can only occur if a warrior uses violent energy to disintegrate. Of course, the warrior surnamed Wang knows the tremendous pain of violent energy disintegration. He does not believe that the young man in front of him would be willing to die with him in this way, and even if Zuo Feng Even if you use violent energy to disintegrate, you may not be able to kill yourself.

Zuo Feng was also helpless. He didn't know how to correctly mobilize this violent energy, let alone make good use of it. Zuo Feng only knew that he would go into a rage the moment before entering the violent disintegration, and he was not sure whether he would succeed. If he failed to enter the violent disintegration, he would definitely enter the violent disintegration. It's like entering the countdown to death.

Headwind, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly heard a message. It first sighed heavily, and then said: "I can't really find the weakness of the corpse puppet now, but the Jade Pillow Point on the back of his head There is indeed a soul needle. How about I pull out the soul needle first and see the result?"

It turns out that Nifeng has been studying corpse puppets for such a long time, but it sounds like the results of this research are not satisfactory. There was no other way left for Zuo Feng. He could only try walking against the wind, so he said loudly: "Just do as you say."

The warrior surnamed Wang was carefully observing the disintegration process of Zuo Feng's Qi, but when he saw Zuo Feng's breath suddenly falling back, a look of ridicule immediately appeared on his face, thinking that Zuo Feng was just pretending to scare him.

At this moment, Zuo Feng spoke in a loud voice. Just when the warrior surnamed Wang didn't understand what Zuo Feng was doing, a palm-sized figure suddenly sprang out from Zuo Feng's arms, rushing toward him like a bolt of lightning. On the corpse puppet who was attacking Zuo Feng crazily.

This figure was as fast as gray lightning. When the warrior surnamed Wang saw it, it had already reached the back of the corpse puppet's head. The warrior surnamed Wang didn't see clearly that it was a small beast until this moment. It can be imagined that Zuo Feng's previous words were loudly giving orders to this small beast.

The speed of the little beast that could understand human speech was so terrifying. If this was not enough to shock the warrior surnamed Wang, now that he saw the position of the little beast, he was so surprised that he didn't know what to say. Under the shocked gaze of the warrior surnamed Wang, the little beast reached into the back of the corpse puppet's head and quickly pulled out the soul needle.

After fighting with the corpse puppet for so long, it was extremely difficult for Zuo Feng not to mention trying to pull out the soul needle, but even trying to get behind the corpse puppet. This corpse puppet can be said to be the most terrifying existence in close combat among all the opponents Zuo Feng has encountered. Zuo Feng knew that there was a soul needle on the back of the opponent's head, but he was unable to take it off and try.

These things that Zuofeng thought were extremely difficult to do, were extremely simple for Headwind to do at this time, not only because of its quick and unpredictable movements, but also because of its small size. The warrior surnamed Wang stared at the little beast in shock. When he saw the soul needle he had just pulled out in his hand, he shouted with a trembling voice: "This, this is impossible, how do you know the secret of the corpse puppet? This What on earth is it?”

Zuo Feng smiled slightly and did not answer the other party's words. Although the face of the warrior named Wang was ugly, it soon turned into a ferocious and crazy state. Suddenly, the corpse puppet whose soul needle had been pulled out started to move. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Nifeng behind his head. Nifeng seemed to have guessed this result. He moved quickly and used his hand on the corpse puppet's shoulder. After the force, it returned directly to Zuo Feng's shoulder.

Although Zuo Feng was a little shocked, because Ni Feng had already made a judgment before, he also understood that the corpse puppet was not controlled by a soul needle. The scene in front of him did indeed correspond to Ni Feng's previous guess.

"Boy, please tell me quickly, how do you know the characteristics of this corpse puppet? What is your relationship with the puppet sect, and why do you come to this chaotic place."

The warrior surnamed Wang had a very strange expression on his face, a little shocked, a little angry, and in addition, there was even a hint of fear. Zuo Feng was confused by the other party's question. It was obvious that the Wang disciple of the Puppet Spirit Sect was always afraid of the "Puppet Sect" he called. But Zuo Feng didn't know about the Puppet Spirit Sect until he came to Luan City, and he didn't even know what the Puppet Sect was about.

When the warrior surnamed Wang saw that Zuo Feng had no answer at all, his eyes flickered, and then he suddenly bit his lip and raised his hand to slap the top of his head. Following this palm strike, blood oozed out from between his mouth and nose. Of course, Zuo Feng would not think that the other party wanted to commit suicide. The only explanation was that the other party was using some martial arts or secret technique.

"He is establishing contact with the corpse puppet. I can feel that after the soul needle was removed just now, his connection with the corpse puppet has become very weak, but now the connection between the two has become very consistent."

Nifeng reminded Zuo Feng carefully, and at the same time, the corpse puppet's body started to move again. This time, the movements were more flexible and faster than before. He had already arrived in front of Zuo Feng with one step, and then waved back towards Zuo Feng. The wind swept over, and just by looking at the power of this kick, Zuo Feng knew that the power in it was extremely huge, and because the shot was too fast, he had no time to dodge.

"clang"

There was a heavy loud noise. Zuo Feng's ears could not hear the sound at this moment. Only the loud noise kept echoing in his ears. The body was also thrown backward quickly, and a mouthful of blood spurted out before it even hit the ground.