Defying the Martial Way to Burn the Heavens

At this moment, Siqi looked a little lonely, a little lonely, but surprisingly calm. It seemed that it was only at this moment that she had completely given up on the safety of her people.

Although the two had been at odds with each other before, Zuo Feng had no resentment towards Siqi, and Zuo Feng even sympathized with her slightly. This girl has experienced hardships that she shouldn't have at her age, which makes her value family relationships more. It is precisely because of her emphasis that she fell into the trap of the other party.

Zuo Feng couldn't remember a sentence he heard somewhere, but it could be used at this time, so he said slowly: "Actually, you don't need to blame yourself too much. He took advantage of your weakness, and It’s not your shortcoming, you are not wrong, it’s just that the enemy is more shameless and despicable than you think.”

In fact, Zuo Feng didn't know what to say. He wanted to comfort Siqi as much as possible, but the words he said seemed so feeble. He felt that the problem was not with what he said, but in the face of death, any language seemed so powerless.

When Zuo Feng spoke, Siqi's eyes slowly turned to Zuo Feng. Her eyes became very soft, and she seemed to be in a daze. Zuo Feng felt uncomfortable being stared at by the opponent like this. If he had a choice, Zuo Feng would rather look at the two ghost wolf beasts outside the formation.

At this time, the two ghost wolf beasts attacked again. The previous attack landed on the formation barrier and would only make a low, dull sound. However, after the attack fell this time, there was a crisp sound.

Zuo Feng subconsciously looked up and saw fine cracks emerging on the formation barrier. Although the cracks were not big, they showed that this formation might not be able to hold on for too long.

Zuo Feng couldn't help but smile secretly in his heart. Zuo Feng knew that this formation couldn't last for long, but he didn't expect that the unremitting attacks of the two ghost wolf beasts could have such an effect in such a short period of time.

‘Looking at this, I’m afraid the formation won’t be able to hold on for too long. If the formation is broken, my fate may not be as good as that of Siqi. It seems that even if I see through some things, I may not be able to change them! ’

While Zuo Feng was sighing helplessly, Siqi's voice sounded again, and she said feebly: "I, I should...believe you, this...formation really can't...last for too long , you are right,...always.”

Hearing what Si Qi said, Zuo Feng couldn't help but sigh secretly and comforted: "Actually, it's nothing, it's just some misunderstandings between us. Haven't all the misunderstandings been resolved now?"

"But...it's all too late!" Siqi seemed to want to sigh or take a breath, but it seemed very difficult for her to take a breath before she took it in.

Zuo Feng understood Siqi's condition. The wound on her chest was serious and her lungs had been damaged. Even if he can temporarily control the wound. But there was still blood flowing into her lungs, making it increasingly difficult for her to breathe.

Looking at Si Qi in front of him, Zuo Feng couldn't help but smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying: "Life and death are sometimes not determined by ability, but by luck. It's as if I have exhausted all my mechanisms and am still stuck in the trap. Here, the difference is just one step earlier or one step later.”

Hearing Zuo Feng's words, Si Qi's slightly distracted eyes suddenly regained focus. She stared at Zuo Feng and said very seriously: "I've known since Ye Lin met you... You never lack... luck, you will definitely be able to survive, so... I... always thought that you... still retained... means."

"I……"

Without giving Zuo Feng a chance to speak, Si Qi couldn't wait and continued: "I have a... wish. I hope that when you... travel around, you can help me... find someone, she..."

Siqi's breathing became very difficult. She tried hard to continue speaking, but her chest rose and fell violently, and not much air was taken in.

"What's that person's name?" Zuo Feng said, putting his ear close to Siqi's mouth.

"..."

…

"Ouch, ouch, ouch..."

Suddenly, a rapid and loud cry sounded. It did not come from any orcs, it was a whistling sound made by humans. But when they heard this long "whistling", everyone present could not help but be stunned.

Zuo Feng, Amber and Han Bing could all feel that the person who made this sound was definitely not low in cultivation. At the very least, he should be at the peak of the concentration stage, and it might even be higher.

As for Si Mantuo and other grassland warriors, they not only heard that the owner of the voice was not very advanced, but also that the voice was extremely special, because it was the special "special" weapon used by the strong men of the Isid tribe when charging against the enemy. Howling”.

Often when a war breaks out between two tribes, a leader is needed to make such a voice to unify and command everyone and launch simultaneous attacks on the enemy. This is a bit like the horn sound used by the Xuanwu Empire when it attacks, or the beast drum used by the Fengtian Dynasty when it launches war.

When the "howling" sound was first heard, it seemed to be still several miles away, but as the sound continued, it was approaching rapidly at an extremely terrifying speed. In particular, people soon discovered that a fireball was speeding towards this side, with a long tail of fire emerging from behind it. The scene was so beautiful.

But what surprised everyone was that Si Mantuo and all the strong men from the Isid tribe looked at the rapidly approaching fireball with extremely puzzled eyes.

They didn't believe that the great elder of their tribe, or the long-lost great priest, would suddenly appear at this time. Moreover, after what happened before, everyone was still upset about being deceived by the other ghost master. Instead, their first reaction was to be vigilant against the newcomer.

However, everyone didn't stay curious for too long. The rapidly flying fireball had already quickly arrived nearby. The fireball didn't seem to have any intention of stopping. The moment it approached the battlefield, it started killing directly.

When the figure appeared in the fireball, whether it was the warriors of the prairie such as Simantuo, or Han Bing and others, the expressions on their faces instantly became extremely surprised.

The figure rushing out of the flames was a middle-aged woman with a charming figure, who looked thirty-five or six, no more than forty. The woman was wearing a dark red robe, on which there was a lifelike Suzaku pattern. This person was Zhen You, the elder of the Suzaku Sect of the Four Symbols Alliance.

The moment Zhen You arrived, he did not hesitate to attack and slashed at the ghost master fiercely.

That ordinary knife seemed to have no tricks, but the moment it was swung, it seemed that the temperature around Zhen You's body suddenly rose.

Especially the scimitar in her hand, the whole body seemed to be burned red, and when the blade light shot out, it also carried an extremely terrifying aura. Even the air was sending out bursts of "chi chi" sounds, and that terrifying high temperature was probably close to Zuo Feng's Chaoyang Tianhuo.

When the ghost strongman saw this sudden arrival, he was already careful, but he didn't take it too seriously, but the person didn't even give him a chance to speak and launched an attack.

But even so, it was not as shocking as the ghost strongman when the blade light shot out.

His voice changed, and he shouted loudly in an extremely sharp and trembling voice: "Zhao Yan, the Zhuo Yan in the Ten Cuts, how could it be in your hands."

The ghost strongman's voice was very loud, but every grassland warrior didn't show too much surprise after hearing it, as if Zhuo Yan was very normal in her body. Instead, they showed a very complicated look, staring at the woman Zhen You wearing Suzaku costume.

The power of this "burning flame" is indeed amazing. Even if you don't comprehend "human fire", as long as you cooperate with your own cultivation realm and the understanding of the rules of fire attributes, you can release a flame second only to the power of "human fire" through burning flames.

The ghost warrior was trembling, and he didn't dare to confront the other party, and he was scared and dodged in a hurry. But he was still a little slow. An arm was cut off directly after the flame blade.

The ghost warrior used the secret method without a word, and the whole person seemed to turn into a ball of green smoke and fled quickly in the direction of the woman. Even now, the ghost warrior did not panic, he still knew clearly that the other direction was blocked by Zuo Feng's "water injection into a mountain".

Zhen You only used one attack on the ghost warrior, and judging from her appearance, she had only prepared one attack. Regardless of whether this attack could kill the opponent, she didn't intend to care about it anymore.

It was just that Han Bing hesitated for a moment. He could feel that this ghost master had a strong hostility towards him, or it was a serious threat. According to his original intention, Han Bing wanted to chase him down regardless of everything, but he couldn't leave Zuo Feng alone, so during the short time he hesitated, the ghost master had already run away.

The ghost master was injured and fled with one blow, but Zhen You had already turned into a fireball again and smashed into the team of ghost wolves.

For a while, the whole group of ghost wolves became chaotic. The pair of scimitars in Zhen You's hands danced like the wind, turning into dozens of swords that quickly slashed around.

The ghost wolves, which were originally aggressive, were killed and howled miserably. Some of the ghost wolves had their limbs cut off, and some were even killed on the spot. More than 30 ghost wolves were killed in a few breaths.

And Zhen You didn't seem to want to kill all the ghost wolves, just like dealing with the ghost master. Her original intention was to save people. So she ignored the fleeing ghost wolves, and rushed forward, approaching Simatuo.

At this time, Simatuo was already covered in blood, and his spiritual energy, physical strength, and mental strength had all reached a limit. What supported him to fight until now was his indomitable willpower.

"You're here?" Simatuo looked at him.

Zhen You looked at Simatuo with complicated eyes, and replied in a trembling voice: "I'm here!"

The two did not even have time to say a few more words of greeting, and Zuo Feng's voice was heard from afar.

"Senior Zhen You, please come quickly, time... is running out!"