Defying the Martial Way to Burn the Heavens

For magic beasts and demon beasts, innate magical powers are their most important killing moves. They will not use them when they are in danger, and there are not many low-level magic beasts and demon beasts that can use them.

For high-level magic beasts, they may use more than one innate magical power, and they are often used in battles. However, for low-level magic beasts, innate magical powers are indeed powerful, but even if they can be used, they also have a considerable burden, which has become the life-saving magical power of low-level magic beasts.

This information may be difficult for ordinary humans to know, especially for warriors below the middle stage of Qi Refining, who have no way of knowing it. Zuo Feng got some information about this in a casual chat because of the adverse wind.

The attack of the third-level magic beast in front of him is indeed sharp, but the interval between the two attacks is still very obvious. Otherwise, if such fierce attacks come continuously, Zuo Feng will have no choice but to die on the spot.

‘The third-level magic beast can use innate magical powers, it seems that its bloodline must be purer than that of ordinary magic beasts. Fortunately, this magic beast has not reached the fourth level, otherwise I would really find it difficult to resist its innate magical power. ’

I secretly breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help thinking. Although I knew the interval between the attacks of this magic beast, the distance between the two sides was always kept at about four to five feet.

If Zuo Feng exerted his strength at this distance, he could also get in front of the magic beast in an instant, but the danger increased as the distance was shortened. If the opponent used the claw attack innate magical power at close range, Zuo Feng would not have the confidence to dodge it.

He frowned and looked at his arm. Three deep blood marks appeared on it. It was because of the injury on his left shoulder that Zuo Feng's movements were somewhat affected, so he was swept by the magic beast. Although it was only lightly rubbed, it was split in an instant.

Originally, Zuo Feng was very confident in his body at the moment, but when he saw the wound on his left arm, he also understood that his body could not block the opponent's attack with this innate magical power. If he was hit head-on, his body would probably be torn apart.

After the demon beast used its innate magical power, its temperament seemed to have changed greatly, and its fierceness became stronger, which was in sharp contrast with its previous cautiousness.

It seemed that using this innate magical power was like making up its mind for it, and it was determined to kill Zuo Feng here regardless of everything, and it even seemed to have forgotten the original purpose of capturing Zuo Feng alive.

Without giving Zuo Feng a chance to breathe, the demon beast saw the blood splattering from the wound on Zuo Feng's left arm, and excitedly let out a loud "roar". The claws were raised high again, and they were waved fiercely at Zuo Feng again, and three light blue lights also whistled.

"What, more..."

The last word "fast" was shouted out by Zuo Feng while he was dodging in a panic. He dodged the fast attack in a panic, and this time he barely managed to get away, but cold sweat had already appeared on his forehead.

He had also considered taking the risk to rush over and attack the demon beast between the two times he used his innate magical power. But after just a moment of hesitation, Zuo Feng threw away this idea. If the opponent's gap time would change, then he might run into the opponent's magical skills on the way over.

Now the facts prove that his worries are not redundant. If he had rushed over just now, he might have been beheaded.

However, now he was just lucky not to run into it head-on, but the situation did not change at all. After all, the monster always kept a distance from him. Even if the distance between the two sides is calculated now, the opponent can also keep retreating and pull the distance while moving forward.

The battle between the two has developed to the present, as if Zuo Feng stood at one end, and someone on the opposite side kept shooting at Zuo Feng with a bow and arrow. In this way, Zuo Feng is completely a live target, and is completely one-sided and passive.

After dodging the opponent's innate magical power again, Zuo Feng's eyes flickered slightly, and at the same time, there was a firm look in his eyes.

The instantaneous change in Zuo Feng's eyes did not escape the eyes of the monster on the opposite side. This cat-like and tiger-like third-level monster felt a chill for no reason after seeing Zuo Feng's eyes at this time, but it was in a rage and didn't care, and wanted to get rid of Zuo Feng as soon as possible.

With his eyes slightly narrowed, Zuo Feng's spiritual energy was surging wildly at this moment, and his black hair automatically fluttered backwards without wind. If there were a warrior in the Sensing Qi period again, he would be shocked to find that this little warrior in the second level of the Tempering Muscles period could mobilize the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, which was something that only a warrior in the Refining Qi period could do.

The monster didn't know what Zuo Feng was going to do, and it had no interest in figuring it out at this time. In its opinion, the human boy in front of it had been forced to the brink of death by itself, and even if there were any means, it would never be able to defeat its innate magical power.

The spiritual energy of the third-level monster slowly wandered, and the fleshy claws slowly raised again and waved quickly at the position where Zuo Feng was. This time it was ready to completely get rid of Zuo Feng, so not only was the speed of issuing innate magical powers faster than before, but the preparation action was also much faster.

Seeing the opponent's sharp blade with blue light, he crossed the distance of less than five feet between the two and arrived in front of Zuo Feng in the blink of an eye.

At the moment when the sharp blade was approaching, Zuo Feng's whole body quickly bent backwards, and his whole body seemed to be broken from the middle. If the people of Zuojia Village were here, they would find that this move was a move that Teng Xiaoyun had used before. Later, when Zuo Feng just arrived in Yancheng, he used this move to defeat a warrior from Zhang Yu Commander Mansion on the top floor of Weixiangzhai.

The use of this move at this time is completely different from that at the beginning. Now Zuo Feng's cultivation has not only reached the second level of tendon tempering, but his body has also undergone many transformations. The speed at which his body leaned back was amazing. If you don't look carefully, it seems that half of Zuo Feng's body suddenly disappeared.

The three sharp blades whistled past Zuo Feng's abdomen and directly hit the wall not far behind him. This attack was much more powerful than the previous attack, and the low wall collapsed in this attack.

The pupils of the demon beast shrank slightly, and it was very puzzled that Zuo Feng chose such a weird way to dodge. But the next moment, there was a flash of excitement in its eyes, because Zuo Feng's posture was very passive at this time, and it was almost impossible to move.

The demon beast roared with red eyes, as if it had seized an important opportunity at this moment, and madly circulated its spiritual energy regardless of its own situation, preparing to use its next innate magical power as soon as possible.

This innate magical power was a heavy burden on it, especially the shortened time between the two times, which caused great damage to it. Now he was desperate to kill Zuo Feng.

But just as it was madly circulating its spiritual energy, Zuo Feng's body suddenly bounced up, and at this time, a faint silver light flashed in Zuo Feng's eyes.

"Third attribute, appear!"

Although the demon beast was not proficient in human language, when Zuo Feng shouted this, it instinctively felt a slight tightening in its heart, and an inexplicable fear grew in its heart.

When Zuo Feng shouted this sentence, his hoarse voice revealed a sense of fatigue, and there was a slight trace of blood seeping out from the corners of his mouth. But Zuo Feng's face was filled with determination, and at the same time, a hint of smile flashed out.

The third attribute was discovered by Zuo Feng by chance when he was constantly exploring his own attribute characteristics while studying the giant sword. However, this third attribute has too many strange things, and even now Zuo Feng has not really figured it out, and he even has a little fear of this third attribute.

This third attribute is not like the first two attributes. After Zuo Feng's exploration, he can basically use it every time. Zuo Feng has tried this third attribute several times, but the probability of being able to mobilize it is even less than half, which is lower than the success rate of the Yunlang Palm at the beginning.

However, this third attribute has a power that even Zuo Feng feels palpitations. Once used, Zuo Feng has the confidence to deal with warriors in the late stage of tempering tendons, and even with warriors in the early stage of sensing qi.

As Zuo Feng shouted, the heavy sword in his hand pointed forward flatly, and the giant sword suddenly had fine sound-colored patterns flashing out. The pattern appeared very abruptly, but it immediately gathered towards the tip of the sword after it appeared. Then, at the tip of the sword, a tiny silver light spot flickered slightly.

The moment the third-level monster saw the silver flash, all the hair on its body immediately stood up, and it didn't care to continue to mobilize the spiritual energy to display its innate magical powers, but retreated backwards. At this moment, it was afraid. This was the fear it had never had since it was born. Except for facing the king of the Spirit Medicine Mountain Range, it would have this kind of fear of being powerless to resist death.

Its body had subconsciously moved backwards, but it was too late. Its feet didn't even have time to retreat backwards. The flash quickly enlarged in its pupils, and at this moment its vision was completely deprived.

If someone was watching, they would notice that Zuo Feng's giant sword suddenly lingered with arcs of electricity, and finally gathered into a small round ball of lightning at the tip of the sword. It was so small that it might be more appropriate to describe it as a thunder ball.

Although it was just a small thunder ball, a huge thunder appeared in the next moment, crossing the distance between Zuo Feng and the monster, and directly hit the monster's body.

The monster opened its eyes wide in fear, but its body did not make any sound except for the subconscious violent trembling. The thick thunder passed through the monster's body like a piece of paper, whistling behind it, and directly hit the wreckage of the collapsed house.

With a "boom", the wreckage exploded at this moment, and at the same time, the flames also scattered.