Defying the Martial Way to Burn the Heavens

There was no need for the two Fangtian Pavilion warriors to take action. Zuo Feng had already rushed out first because he was more anxious than the other two.

Because he could only release his spiritual energy for a breath, after this time he would be at the mercy of others, so he had to hurry up and attack with all his strength.

The two warriors in front of him were using ***, which had a certain distance advantage among weapons. However, they were now facing the Yufeng Panlong Stick, which was almost four feet long when unfolded, so they had no advantage at all in terms of attack distance.

And Zuo Feng could not give them a chance to get close. He used the word "chaos" in the Crazy and Chaotic Stick Method before. The warrior using the chain hook didn't even see Zuo Feng's attack clearly, and his body had been beaten into a pulp.

At this moment, facing the two Fangtian Pavilion warriors, Zuo Feng used the word "borrow" in the Crazy and Chaotic Stick Method without hesitation. The Yufeng Panlong Stick attacked the two men madly with terrifying power, and the two men also waved their long swords in their hands and directly adopted the method of attacking against attacking.

Although they couldn't figure out why Zuo Feng's spiritual energy was so rich, his cultivation at the peak of the Sensing Qi Stage was clearly there. Both of them had reached the middle stage of the Cultivating Qi Stage, so they still had at least some confidence in dealing with Zuo Feng.

In particular, they didn't believe that they could even fight against the warriors in the early stage of Condensing Mind outside the Ancient Wasteland with their combined strength, but they couldn't deal with the young man in front of them.

The attributes of these two warriors were both earth, which was the most troublesome for Zuo Feng, because after the two of them activated the earth attribute spiritual energy, the attack of the long sword itself became more powerful. In this way, it was difficult for Zuo Feng's strong power to play an effect.

However, in the Crazy Magic Stick Method used by Zuo Feng, the second level of the "borrowing" character formula was the most suitable for one against many, so that most of the enemy's attacks could be received.

I saw that the Wind-Controlling Coiling Dragon Stick was dancing wildly, not only steadily resisting the attacks of the two, but also having the power to push the opponent back. However, in this confrontation, the two Fangtian Pavilion warriors, relying on their deeper cultivation, approached Zuo Feng little by little.

The three of them were fighting in the air, so they all needed to bear the force of the air trap below, and at the same time, they had to deal with the enemy in front of them with all their strength. This kind of battle was more advantageous for the Fangtian Pavilion warriors.

Because the spiritual power of earth attribute warriors was stronger, warriors of the same level could not take advantage of this head-on attack. If Zuo Feng had not used the "borrow" character technique, he would probably have been beheaded at this moment.

The two Fangtian Pavilion warriors had approached a distance of about ten feet in a moment, so that the long swords in their hands could also pose a threat to Zuo Feng.

At this time, the disadvantages of one person dealing with two people had already been completely revealed. Zuo Feng had to resist the air trap below, which was already a big burden in itself. At the same time, he had to face two Fangtian Pavilion warriors in the middle stage of cultivating qi. Even if he used the crazy and chaotic stick method, there would still be gaps that were inevitably exposed.

The two Fangtian Pavilion warriors were able to accurately seize the opportunity. As long as Zuo Feng showed a slight gap, they would immediately launch an attack.

The long sword slashed directly into the room, and Zuo Feng could only use the prison lock in his hand to resist. This was also his last means of defense.

Sparks flew, and the long sword's attacks were all blocked by the prison lock. Although the attack made Zuo Feng's arm slightly numb, the long sword could not break the prison lock at all.

What surprised Zuo Feng was that after the prison lock was severely attacked, the same huge sound came out as last time. The sound was like a huge bell, which was struck by a force that almost destroyed the bell directly, and it could only make a huge and almost broken sound.

This sound was very harsh. Even after each attack was resolved by the prison lock, not only Zuo Feng and the two Fangtian Pavilion warriors in front of him, but also other Fangtian Pavilion warriors, could not help but grit their teeth after hearing it.

However, what Zuo Feng noticed was that on the surface of the "Jueling River" below, every time the prison lock was attacked and made a loud noise, the river surface would immediately stir up countless water splashes, as if the sound waves carried some special power, causing a violent tremor that was almost like resonance.

This change was not the first time Zuo Feng had seen it. Such a change had occurred when he was fighting in the black fog before. Now that it appeared again, Zuo Feng could feel that the strange changes on the river surface must be closely related to the prison lock on his wrist.

If there was a chance, Zuo Feng would certainly be willing to explore the reasons, but the problem now was that his life was about to be buried here, and the mystery of the prison lock could only be buried with his death.

The two Fangtian Pavilion warriors approached step by step, and Zuo Feng had now exerted the crazy and chaotic stick method to the extreme, but he was still forced to be helpless. Especially the prison lock on the wrist, the sound coming out was getting more and more dense, and it seemed that he could not resist it.

At this time, Zuo Feng's eyes suddenly glanced down, and as his eyes swept over, a ferocious smile slowly emerged on his face. However, the two Fangtian Pavilion warriors who were attacking with all their strength did not notice Zuo Feng's changes at this time.

The next moment, Zuo Feng's attack suddenly became more open and closed, and the Yufeng Panlong Stick in his hand was waving wildly, but during the attack, countless spiritual energy leaked out.

During the previous battle, although Zuo Feng attacked very frantically, his spiritual energy was very restrained and concentrated, in order to deal with the two people in front of him with the strongest attack. Now that the spiritual energy began to show this scattered change, it was obviously a sign that it was about to collapse.

Not only the two people in the battle, but also the other Fangtian Pavilion warriors showed a sneer on their faces, obviously they had understood that the battle was about to end.

At present, all the Fangtian Pavilion warriors were standing on a piece of floating ice. They were not in a hurry to chase Amber and Nifeng, because in such a short time, the two of them could not run far. Moreover, the two were a distance away, but they were looking at this side with anxious faces, and did not continue to rush.

In addition, the number of floating ice is decreasing now. Even if the two of them keep running, they may face the result of no floating ice and eventually dying in the river. So everyone just watched leisurely how their fellow disciples killed Zuo Feng.

However, among the crowd, only the young man who was called senior brother by all the Fangtian Pavilion warriors suddenly changed his face after silently observing.

"You little brat, you have such a vicious heart. Xiao Wen, Xiao Song, you two should retreat quickly and don't bother with this madman!" The young man shouted loudly with a drastic change of expression, but the two Fang Tian Pavilion warriors who were fighting were a little at a loss for a moment.

In fact, even if the two wanted to retreat now, they couldn't do it immediately, after all, the attacks of both sides were head-on. Everyone seemed to be holding their breath. If anyone retreated first at this time, they would be seriously injured. If Zuo Feng retreated, he would be killed on the spot.

Seeing that the two were still in a bitter battle, the young man called the senior brother spoke again with an ugly face and said loudly: "You two, look down,... down!"

The two Fang Tian Pavilion warriors called "Xiao Wen" and "Xiao Song" turned their eyes and looked down in confusion. At first glance, they found nothing, but then their faces immediately turned pale.

There was nothing below, that is, even the floating ice where they finally landed was gone. If they found it earlier, they could still find a way to fly away. But now almost all the spiritual energy is poured into the long sword. Even if they can fly in the air, they can't reach the nearest floating ice.

Only then did they understand why Zuo Feng's spiritual energy was scattered in his attack just now. He was deliberately destroying the floating ice around him. The floating ice itself is not very hard. After being attacked, it will break and sink into the river. Zuo Feng's seemingly unintentional means destroyed all the floating ice around the three people.

The two Fangtian Pavilion warriors were shocked and angry at this time, but they were already scared to death. How dare they continue to tremble with Zuo Feng? After each of them chopped a sword with all their strength, they mobilized all their strength to rush towards the farther position where there was floating ice.

But Zuo Feng would never let the two go. As the wind attribute spiritual energy around him circulated, he exerted his full strength in the reverse wind martial arts. He directly stopped one of them, and the wind-controlling dragon stick collided with the long sword of the person on the opposite side, but they were strangely stuck and did not separate.

The person on the opposite side did not want to entangle, so he naturally released his spiritual energy with all his strength, and Zuo Feng removed the sticking force between the two weapons when the other party's spiritual energy burst out. The Fangtian Pavilion warrior was caught off guard and flew backwards for a while. His spiritual energy stagnated slightly at this time. Although he mobilized his spiritual energy with all his strength again, the earth-attributed spiritual energy was too little to help his body movement. Seeing that the nearest floating ice was still more than ten feet away, he slowly fell into the river.

"Good brother, don't let me sacrifice in vain, you must live!"

With the borrowed power from the pulling, Zuo Feng had already "rammed" directly into another Fangtian Pavilion warrior, and at the same time spoke loudly to Nifeng and Amber.

At this time, Zuo Feng could no longer release any spiritual energy. Only the spiritual energy that he had just "borrowed" was controlled by him in the prison lock and collided directly with the opponent's long sword.

The sound of the collision was very loud, but it could not cover the shrill cry of the warrior named "Xiao Song". There was fear, unwillingness, anger, and sadness in that voice. But no matter how he shouted, he finally fell into the Jueling River.

Instead, after the last blow, Zuo Feng spurted out a mouthful of blood, drew a large arc, and then fell into the river.

Before he fell into the water, he did not look at anyone present, he just lay flat and stared deeply into the night sky. Only the harsh sound of the prison lock echoed in his ears.

The strange thing is that the sound is not too harsh now, but makes Zuo Feng feel calm and peaceful in his heart.