Defying the Martial Way to Burn the Heavens

Since the battle in the Commander's Mansion, Zuo Feng would feel tearing pain all over his body whenever he made a slightly bigger move. The blow he used to kill Jia San almost made him fall to the ground.

Now facing the two warriors in the middle stage of bone refining in front of him, Zuo Feng could only bite the bullet and go forward, but he knew in his heart that he would probably not be able to escape by luck this time.

Just as Zuo Feng mobilized all the spiritual power in his body and prepared to fight the two people who were approaching quickly. A familiar energy wave came out in front of his chest, and this wave Zuo Feng could say was very familiar to him. At the moment the energy appeared, a hint of joy immediately appeared on Zuo Feng's face.

The spiritual power that was originally mobilized to his arms was quickly withdrawn, part of it covered his body, and part of it was transported to his legs. A breeze blew in his face, blowing Zuo Feng's black hair back, but at this time, the corners of his mouth slowly raised an arc.

The two warriors in front had already picked up their weapons. The order they received was "Try to capture him alive. If you can't defeat him, you must hold him back." Although the person in front of them looked like a woman, since they had received the order, they would capture him first without asking why.

Both sides were extremely fast, and the distance was also shortened rapidly, but the next moment, the two stopped in shock. The two still kept their weapons raised high, and their mouths were wide open because of the shouting, but everything seemed to be frozen.

Zuo Feng, who was about five feet away from the two, had already stepped into the void, and his body was still rising. Not only the two of them, but even Zuo Feng was in shock.

Zuo Feng was very familiar with the mysterious energy fluctuations. It was a special energy produced by the little beast "Nifeng" after taking the bottle cork. With this energy, Zuo Feng was able to perform the martial art "Nifengxing". Originally, if Zuo Feng was in good physical condition, he could easily get rid of the two people in front of him by performing the clone instant killing technique with Nifengxing.

But now his condition is extremely bad, and Jiu Quan's clone afterimage method can't be used at all, which means he can only use the windward movement to escape. Tonight, the southeast wind rises in Yancheng. He can't move quickly on the ground when he comes to the south, but he can use the windward flying technique.

Zuo Feng had never used the "windward" method before, but he didn't expect to use it so smoothly for the first time. At first, he thought that this martial art itself relied on the power of the wind to move. If it moved against the wind, even if it could fly, the speed would certainly not be very fast. But only after it was really used, he found that it was completely different from what he imagined.

His own spiritual energy wrapped himself with the energy of the little beast, allowing him to clearly feel the changes in every wisp of wind. When the wind blowing towards him approached his body, it would immediately turn into an upward thrust. Without any resistance in front, his body quickly floated forward.

In a few blinks, Zuo Feng's body had floated to a height of seven or eight feet, and moved forward at a speed faster than his normal running.

Watching Zuo Feng fly over the two people's heads quickly, a warrior said with a stutter: "I... what I saw, is it the same as what you saw?"

The companion beside him nodded like a fool and said: "This... what kind of monster is this, it can fly in the air like a monster."

The two looked up and watched Zuo Feng's figure flying farther and farther in the night sky.

"Where is the person? I asked you two to catch people here, but you are still looking at the scenery."

The supporters came quickly. Seeing the two people like this, they said coldly and subconsciously raised their heads and looked in the direction they were looking. As a result, the man was stunned for a moment. Although the figure in the sky was blurry, he could still vaguely recognize that it was a person, not a monster or demon beast.

Soon, one of them reacted first and said loudly: "Send a signal quickly to notify others."

This sentence also reminded everyone present that no matter what the reason was, they knew how serious the consequences would be if they did not stop the person. In the evening, another captain-level figure was executed by Lin Lang. Everyone felt terrified when they thought of this.

One person took out a signal cannon and lit it without hesitation. The slightly green signal cannon exploded in the sky, illuminating the entire area, and then several torches lit up in the dense forest.

Almost at the same time as the signal cannon sounded, someone immediately noticed it on the battlefield in the northeast of Yancheng. Lin Lang was the first to react. When he saw the signal cannon light up in the south, he was stunned for a moment without frowning, and then he couldn't help but feel happy in his heart, and he quickly ran there. Meng Zhen didn't dare to hesitate, and followed closely behind and went quickly.

The tenth elder and Xing Yezui also saw the signal over there, but their faces sank, especially the tenth elder's face, which was as cold as if water was about to drip. They both turned their heads at the same time and looked at the three captured monsters behind them. If the Fire Cloud Eagle had not been captured, it would undoubtedly rush there quickly on this big guy.

Now the situation was urgent, and the two of them did not care about An Xiong and the three green-robed youths who were still wrapped in the big net, and immediately rushed to the south at full speed. The Tenth Elder and Xing Yezui were both very fast, only Lu Yun was a little behind them.

Lin Lang had a happy face, but after coming here, he only saw a group of subordinates gathered together stupidly, and couldn't help but said angrily: "Where are the people?"

A group of people stared at each other for a long time, and finally the two people who were responsible for monitoring this place stood up with gritted teeth, and said squeaky: "That... that guy flew away."

"Asshole" Lin Lang rushed up like crazy, and kicked the man who spoke before. The unlucky fourth-level warrior of the Bone Refining Stage had his sternum shattered and vomited blood when his body flew out. After Lin Lang killed one person, he turned around and glared at the other person, shouting: "Which direction did he run to?"

The remaining warrior of the Bone Refining Stage martial arts retreated three steps in fear, and then raised his hand and trembled to point to the sky in the south.

"Asshole, all assholes." Lin Lang cursed angrily, and waved his hand to hit the man in front of him and flew out, and the fist and head exploded at the moment of contact.

"Lin Lang, you did a good thing."

Just as Lin Lang was about to set off to chase, the Tenth Elder and Xing Yezui also rushed over together. As soon as the Tenth Elder arrived, he said angrily. Lin Lang had already noticed their arrival, and he was too lazy to talk nonsense with them. He chased them to the south in a flash.

The cold light flashed in the eyes of the ten-zhang elder, but he did not stop them. Instead, he turned back and said to Xing Yezui: "Let's go and look for him separately. We must bring that kid back."

After saying that, the tenth elder chased in the direction where Lin Lang disappeared. Looking at the two people running away, Xing Yezui showed a hint of hesitation. But soon he sighed lightly, and then let out a loud scream.

A huge figure flew into the air from a few miles away, and he ran towards the black shadow without stopping. The large group of people who were originally responsible for intercepting here looked at each other and didn't know what to do.

In the northwest outside Yancheng, the battle was still in full swing on the vast plain. But there were some wiser people among these people. These people noticed the signal cannon in the south and quietly withdrew from the battle. Some people in Yancheng also stopped and started to rescue An Xiong and others who were trapped in the big net.

When Lin Lang and the ten elders were frantically searching in the forest, Zuo Feng had already left that area. This was mainly because the two warriors who blocked Zuo Feng did not take their words as the truth, but regarded them as an excuse for their negligence.

After Zuo Feng passed the blockers in the air, he continued to head south. When he estimated that he had completely escaped the enemy's sight, he suddenly turned east. What surprised him was that the energy supply from the little beast this time was continuous as if it was free, so after landing, he once again launched the method of going against the wind.

At this time, Zuo Feng was like a ghost, and the breeze passed by slowly. His thin figure was under a big tree before, but in a blink of an eye, he came to a big rock six or seven feet away. Even if he ran such a long distance, he still had no intention of stopping.

Although the use of going against the wind consumes little spiritual power, it is still a bit overloaded for Zuo Feng's current physical condition. But he knew that those people would not let him go easily, and their strength was extremely terrifying. It was estimated that those city lords and county governors would not be much slower than him when he used the Windward Movement.

Just as Zuo Feng used his full strength to launch the Windward Movement, the child's voice sounded again in his ears, "Don't run, someone is chasing us."

Zuo Feng subconsciously paused, looked around suspiciously, hesitated for a moment and said, "Who are you and why are you following me?"

"You have been following me all the time, why are you asking me now? If you didn't rely on me, you would have died a long time ago." The child's voice sounded again, and there was even a little displeasure in the voice.

This time, Zuo Feng felt even more confused, but the child-like voice continued, "Don't make a sound first, the person chasing you is here, I can't let this guy discover my existence."

After the child-like voice finished speaking this time, it was completely silent. Zuo Feng subconsciously looked around. The dark forest was unusually quiet, and there was no sound at all. Just as Zuo Feng was confused and about to speak again, he felt his heart tighten slightly, and then he suddenly looked up at the sky.

Under the moonlight, a huge white snake was looking at him coldly. When Zuo Feng saw this guy, his heart sank completely. After a night of hard work, it was in vain. It was undoubtedly a foolish dream to escape from the hands of such a behemoth.