Defying the Martial Way to Burn the Heavens

If there were any warriors watching at this moment, they would certainly find the scene in front of them unbelievable.

The young man at the second level of the Tempering Stage, holding a giant sword that was almost as tall as himself, could swing it and chop at the monster on the opposite side as if it were nothing. This monster was filled with a powerful aura, and its cultivation was sometimes in the late third level, and sometimes reached the fourth level.

However, even if it was a monster that had just entered the third level, it was not an existence that a warrior at the early stage of Tempering Stage could resist. But now it was this young man at the second level of the Tempering Stage who was swinging the giant sword and chopping the monster.

At the beginning, the monster that looked like a mouse was not taken too seriously. After all, this monster also had strong wisdom. When both sides fought for their lives just now, they both tried their best, and it was impossible to recover in a short time.

Now the human warrior in front of him launched an attack without mercy. In his view, this was just a way of drinking poison to quench thirst, and he would soon run out of strength. At that time, he would definitely be able to solve the opponent in one fell swoop.

But things were not what he imagined. Zuo Feng's attack was not only getting faster and faster, but the strength and heat from the giant sword were also rising.

In fact, Zuo Feng had to launch such an offensive now, because the energy in his body that was about to burst his body was constantly venting out. Now it was no longer possible for Zuo Feng to use any means to easily vent this energy. He could only release most of the spiritual energy through continuous attacks.

The monster took his attack hard, which made Zuo Feng feel very happy. If the monster chose to escape or dodge now, it would put Zuo Feng in a dilemma.

The fight between the two sides was escalating, but Zuo Feng was gradually in the upper hand. Now Zuo Feng didn't even want to gain the upper hand, because in this way, the monster might choose other ways of fighting. If they were evenly matched, he could vent the spiritual energy in his body while weakening the opponent.

However, everything could not go as Zuo Feng wished. Just now, he was ready to fight to the death. Now that he could gain the upper hand, Zuo Feng was relieved.

However, Zuo Feng did not care about any moves now. As long as he could chop the heavy sword in his hand in the most ruthless way and force the opponent to fight with him, it would be fine.

For the magic beast, its body itself is the strongest defense. At the same time, the magic beast's control of spiritual energy can make it extremely difficult to be hurt. But all this is based on a premise, that is, it can only be achieved under the condition of equality between the two sides.

For example, if a first-level magic beast fights against ordinary bone refining and early-stage muscle tempering warriors, of course, its own defense can play a decisive role. But if it encounters a warrior in the middle and late stages of muscle tempering, the defense of the first-level magic beast will not have much effect. If it is a warrior in the early stage of sensing qi, then the defense of the first-level magic beast is almost non-existent and will be disintegrated in an instant.

Although Zuo Feng's cultivation is not enough, he is now in a completely mysterious state, and his spiritual energy is in an inexhaustible state. In addition, Zuo Feng has a huge force that is difficult for ordinary warriors to match. It is hard to imagine that such a frail and thin body actually has such a terrifying explosive force.

In the past, Zuo Feng used short blades to fight, which was mainly flexible and changeable. Even in close combat, he would not fully exert the terrifying power of his whole body.

The giant sword in his hand is different now. This giant sword seems to be tailor-made for Zuo Feng's terrifying power. This giant sword can be said to have fully exerted Zuo Feng's terrifying power.

If it were an ordinary warrior, he would not be able to use this giant sword at all. Even Gui Xiang could only use this giant sword because he transplanted the bear arm. Zuo Feng is not only powerful, but also unusually strong. The destructive power exerted by the whole body is even better than Gui Xiang.

If Zuo Feng were to meet Kui Xiang now, even if he was fighting with his bare hands against Kui Xiang holding a heavy sword, it would be no surprise that Zuo Feng would win, and it wouldn't even take too much time.

The demon beast certainly didn't understand this, but it was getting more and more anxious in such a battle. Finally, after being chopped by Zuo Feng's sword, a crisp cracking sound came from the beast's claws, and the demon beast couldn't help but let out a sharp howl.

Zuo Feng, who was still attacking fiercely, cried out "not good" the moment he heard the howl. Zuo Feng felt a little familiar with this howl, which seemed to be not only caused by pain and anger, but also somewhat similar to the sound of summoning companions before.

When thinking about this, Zuo Feng's attack in his hand immediately became more fierce. But after the howl, before he could see the two swords, his heart sank slightly, and the expression on his face changed slightly.

There was no sign, but Zuo Feng felt the panic of danger approaching, and this feeling was purely a warning from the depths of his soul. Under normal circumstances, Zuo Feng might have looked around, but after seeing the horror of the monster, Zuo Feng did not dare to hesitate at all. When he felt something was wrong, he dodged immediately.

At the moment when Zuo Feng dodged, a dull pressure appeared beside him. This feeling came very suddenly, and there was not even any sign before, but Zuo Feng clearly felt that the hair on his side stood up instantly, and his breathing became a little difficult.

"Puff"

A low voice sounded, but there was a puff of smoke spreading around. At the moment when the smoke and dust were rising, Zuo Feng saw from the corner of his eye where he was just now. A deep pit suddenly appeared strangely on the ground, as if the ground had been hit by a heavy hammer.

The appearance of this pit was too weird. Zuo Feng was sure that he had not seen any attacks fall before, and there was no sign of any signs when this pit appeared. There was no sound and no sight to be captured.

Zuo Feng subconsciously continued to dodge to the side, but his eyes caught sight of the fourth-level monster on the opposite side that was dodging at the moment. A very humane and mocking smile appeared on its face.

Warning signs appeared again in his heart, and Zuo Feng changed his movement trajectory without hesitation, retreating and avoiding to the side.

"puff"

Along with the same sound, a deep pit still appeared at the position where he wanted to avoid. If he continued on his original trajectory, he would be hit by this attack.

This time Zuo Feng was more prepared than before. The moment before the deep pit appeared, Zuo Feng felt that there seemed to be slight fluctuations in the spiritual energy around him. This fluctuation made Zuo Feng feel extremely familiar. It was the aura Zuo Feng used to change the shape of his giant sword, the wind attribute aura.

Zuo Feng caught a faint trace of the trail and suddenly raised his head to look into the distance. It was difficult to distinguish things in the dark night. Previously, it was also because it was not clear from which direction the attack came, and Zuo Feng failed to capture any useful figures.

But at this moment, Zuo Feng stared coldly at an extremely thin figure of a monster in the distance. It is not appropriate to say that this is a magical beast, because this magical beast looks more like an insect.

This monster has a triangular head and a pair of big black eyes that seem to blend into the dark night. Its claws seemed to be two huge scythes, and it was staring at Zuofeng Void waving those sickle-like claws.

His pupils shrank sharply. Zuo Feng was sure that the magical beast's cultivation had reached the fifth level, but he didn't know if the other party had reached the sixth level. However, it is certain that the strength of this monster is definitely much higher than the one in front of him.

Seeing this insect-like monster, Zuo Feng's heart tightened, knowing that he would not be able to survive today no matter what. If it was said that when a seemingly fourth-level monster appeared in front of him, Zuo Feng found it difficult to raise the hope of living. When he saw this insect-like monster, he knew that he would be completely out of luck.

The moment the magic beast's claws were swung, Zuo Feng's eyes immediately stared at the sky, and then Zuo Feng felt that the air in front of the opponent was instantly compressed. Under normal circumstances, Zuo Feng would not have noticed what the other party was doing, but at this moment, the city was filled with smoke and dust, and the air that was evacuated at that moment was mixed with smoke and dust, which made Zuo Feng realize it.

Staring at the compressed air, it immediately disappeared in front of the monster with a wave of his hand. Zuo Feng's scalp was numb and he dodged without hesitation. Almost in the blink of an eye, a deep pit appeared where he had just been.

"Genius"

Zuo Feng murmured bitterly in his heart, but he did not feel any joy at avoiding the opponent's attack. Instead, his mood became heavier and heavier.

Several attacks did not kill Zuo Feng, and the monster seemed to be aroused. It let out a strange cry and even flew towards this side in an instant. The wings of this monster are almost transparent, but its flying speed is unusually fast.

Originally, this monster was dozens of feet away from here. The opponent's attacks from such a distance were instantaneous. Now that it was flying close, Zuo Feng had no possibility of evading it.

However, when this monster appeared, it also meant that no matter how hard Zuo Feng struggled tonight, he would not be able to change his fate of eventual destruction.

Thinking of this, Zuo Feng became more calm. He threw the giant sword aside with a flick of his hand. In front of the fifth-level monster, his resistance seemed very ridiculous.

The insect-like monster was heading towards Zuofeng in a hurry, but the next moment it flew over the courtyard. The sickle-like claws danced in the air again, this time at a closer distance. Zuo Feng could clearly feel that the air in the sky was instantly compressed in front of him.

The moment the compressed spherical air was formed, the monster raised its head and looked towards Zuofeng. At this moment, Zuo Feng slowly closed his eyes.