Defying the Martial Way to Burn the Heavens

Without any hesitation, at the moment of danger, Zuo Feng immediately made a choice, a choice that was extremely difficult for others to sacrifice himself.

He was not trying to be a hero, nor did he not cherish his own life, but he had already made a certain assessment in a very short time. The result of the assessment was that if the three of them escaped together, the possibility of all being killed was close to 100%.

And if one person was left to block the enemy's pursuers, then the remaining two people might have a chance of surviving of 10% or 20%. His current state was so bad that if he sacrificed a brother, it would be difficult for him to survive. On the contrary, his sacrifice could win a glimmer of hope for his brothers.

Therefore, when Amber and Nifeng did not react, Zuo Feng had already made a decisive choice to turn back and block the pursuers behind at the cost of his own life.

In order to leave no other choice for Amber and Nifeng, Zuo Feng kicked the bodies of the two with both feet. First of all, he had no spiritual energy at all, so using all his strength was just physical strength. Secondly, he did not mean to hurt the two, so when he kicked, he used a kind of dark power.

After the two of them endured the two kicks, the huge force pushed them to fly fast on the river at a speed beyond their limit. If they were stepping on floating ice, they would not be able to convert all the force into the force to move forward, because the body would have to be pulled up.

Now it is completely the force of the forward rush, but the price is that the person who exerts the force, Zuo Feng, is flying at the same speed, but in the opposite direction of Nifeng and Amber.

While rushing out, Zuo Feng had already thrown an object to each side with a shake of his hand. It was a small metal ball with a silver appearance, which was only slightly larger than a walnut.

And he continued to move forward without hesitation, only choosing a piece of floating ice in the middle to adjust the angle, and faced the three pursuers who were rushing at a terrifying speed.

"Boom boom"

The two silver balls shot out, naturally faster than the speed of the warriors, and the position where Zuo Feng threw them was deliberately in front of the warriors on the left and right sides who were responsible for flanking. So when the two silver balls suddenly exploded, the warriors of Fangtian Pavilion on the left and right sides could not help but be stunned.

They had never seen such a method, and were shocked by the powerful flames released by the explosion. For a moment, they did not rush out of the flames. Although the power of the flames was amazing, it would not really hurt them. However, they were a little worried. After all, the death of four fellow disciples just now was too strange. No one dared to guarantee whether there was a terrible poison in the flames.

The scorching heat was constantly burning, and the warriors on both sides were blocked at this time. The central team, which was originally the fastest and shortest, should have attacked Zuo Feng, Amber and Ni Feng at this time. However, Zuo Feng took the initiative to deliver himself to the door, and forced the three Fangtian Pavilion warriors who were chasing from the rear to slow down slightly.

Of course, they would not be afraid of Zuo Feng's strength, but at this time, everyone was on the river, and they were just a little afraid of the "Jueling River" below.

If there was a little mistake, falling into the "Jueling River" below, or even just getting a little bit of river water, it would be a sure death. Therefore, the three Fangtian Pavilion warriors were not treating Zuo Feng with caution, but with the Jueling River below.

Zuo Feng, who was rushing out quickly, was desperately practicing Qigong and regulating his breath. He knew that he had no hope of survival, but at least he had to try his best to fight for the greatest hope of survival for his two brothers.

So he tried his best to regulate his breath and recover, so that he could release his spiritual energy as soon as possible. Although it was only about one breath of release under full force, it would also bring great help to Zuo Feng.

The speed of the three people was different. Facing the oncoming Zuo Feng, the young man on the right wearing the dark blue warrior uniform of Fangtian Pavilion launched the attack first.

The weapon he used was a hook, and it was the kind of hook with a chain at the back. When they were about six feet apart, the hook was thrown over fiercely.

Without any hesitation, Zuo Feng twisted his body and easily avoided the hook that attacked his chest, but as soon as the hook was avoided, the Fangtian Pavilion warrior flipped his wrist and shook it, and then pulled the hook back fiercely.

With the movement of the wrist, the hook at the end of the chain immediately changed its original posture, and slightly turned to the side, fiercely attacking Zuo Feng's neck.

Whether it was pierced by the sharp tip of the hook or cut by the sharp edge of the hook, I believe Zuo Feng would not have a chance to survive.

However, Zuo Feng suddenly exhaled and tightened his abdomen, but his body made a strange leap forward, and the whole person instantly became a posture lying in the air.

When he made this posture, half of his back lowered the height, so even if the hook had a wider attack range, it still flew back to the hands of the Fangtian Pavilion warrior.

But just the change in an instant, not only the three Fangtian Pavilion warriors present, but also the others showed astonishment at this time. They never thought that such a young warrior who was not even in the Qi Sensing Stage would have such a reaction and adaptability.

But then they saw an even more surprising scene, because Zuo Feng aimed at the floating ice below, and with a tap of his toes, he changed his original direction and flew towards the warrior who was using the hook weapon.

The chain hook weapon used by this warrior has its own characteristics of attack distance and variability, but its attack frequency is its defect. Especially after each attack failed, he had to retract the chain hook and launch the next attack again.

Zuo Feng accurately captured this point and rushed up like a ghost, just when the chain hook weapon returned to the man's hand.

If it is said that the warriors of the same level, Zuo Feng has at least mastered 70% of the victory with this one move. However, all the warriors of Fangtian Pavilion did not take Zuo Feng seriously, because they knew very well that such a small warrior with low cultivation did not pose any threat at all.

If the warriors who used the chain hook were only wary of Zuo Feng, it was that he used poison. Fortunately, the difference in their cultivation was very large. He only needed to use the spiritual energy to condense the armor and isolate himself from the outside world. He did not believe that he would be poisoned.

Seeing Zuo Feng approaching, the other two warriors of Fangtian Pavilion still looked indifferent, and even looked at Zuo Feng with a hint of teasing.

In their opinion, the two guys who were running away were definitely the ones who could kill their senior brother in the black fog. After all, those two guys showed the strength of the peak of the Sensing Qi Stage and the speed close to the late stage of the Naqi Stage. The young man in front of him only had the cultivation of the peak of the Tempering Muscle Stage, and there was really nothing worth paying attention to.

Zuo Feng, who was flying at full speed, naturally captured the changes in the hearts of these people in front of him, and at the same time, a cold smile faintly flashed across his face.

‘Even if I die here, I will at least drag one of you down with me! ’ Thinking so in his heart, Zuo Feng’s body suddenly tensed up, and at this moment his spiritual energy finally barely penetrated.

Now Zuo Feng knew very well that he only had one chance to release his spiritual energy at a time, and he could only maintain it for a breath.

In the blink of an eye, Zuo Feng had come within three feet, and the chain hook of the warrior on the opposite side was about to fall back into his hand. In the eyes of others, Zuo Feng was already a dead man now.

But at the moment when Zuo Feng and the opponent were three feet away, the spiritual energy around him suddenly burst out. As the aura burst out, Zuo Feng's cultivation was also released directly.

Everyone couldn't help but open their mouths at this moment. No one thought that a warrior who was just in the Tempering Muscles Stage would suddenly become a strong man at the peak of the Sensing Qi Stage. Especially the aura was like substance. Feeling the richness of the aura at close range, it even reached the peak of the Nurturing Qi Stage.

It's no wonder they were surprised. Zuo Feng's current physical condition is probably hard to find even if you search the history of Kunxuan Continent. He didn't die when the purple eye thunder entered his body, and he was still able to suppress it after the internal hidden injury broke out.

In addition, Zuo Feng's cultivation should have been improved long ago, but he forced his cultivation to condense into crystals and spread them into his own flesh and blood, and in this way, he kept himself at the peak of the Sensing Qi Stage.

Although there was only a breath of time at this time, he stimulated all the cultivation crystals in his body. Although his cultivation was still in the Sensing Qi Stage, the richness was comparable to that of more than a dozen peak Sensing Qi Stage strongmen gathered together.

This change came too fast, especially the three closest to him, who had no time to react. Zuo Feng suddenly had his Wind-Controlling Dragon Stick in his hand.

The two kinds of spiritual energy, wind and fire, were injected at the same time. This was the first time that he had fully stimulated the power of the Wind-Fire Dragon Stick at the beginning of the battle, and used the first and strongest means of the Crazy Stick Technique.

Almost in the next moment, a dragon stick burning with flames, with a gust of wind lingering on the surface, smashed down towards the Fang Tian Pavilion warrior in front of him.

The Fang Tian Pavilion warrior was horrified and could only grab the chain in his hand to defend himself. However, the middle section of the Wind-Controlling Dragon Stick was soft, so after colliding with the chain, it would change direction and hit the opponent's body.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

After countless random sticks hit the opponent's body, there were bursts of broken sounds that made people feel a little bit of toothache. Because the attack was too heavy, the man was soon distorted and no longer looked like a human.

The other two Fangtian Pavilion warriors who came with them only came back to their senses from the shock at this time. The three of them had a good relationship to begin with, and now seeing their junior brother being killed, their hearts were bleeding and their anger was burning.

"I will kill you!"

"Take your life to taste the life of my junior brother!"

The two men rushed over with a roar, but Zuo Feng had a grim smile on his face, and growled "Enough", and then fought with the two Fangtian Pavilion warriors.