Defying the Martial Way to Burn the Heavens

He was obviously the attacking party, but there was no hint of joy on Zuo Feng's handsome face, and the expression on his face became extremely solemn.

As for the Yin Wuliu who was being attacked, although the corners of his mouth and face would twitch slightly from time to time due to severe pain, there was an unconcealable joy in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

A discerning person can easily see that the current situation of these two people is not as simple as the battle situation on the surface.

Zuo Feng did not relax for a moment, and the frequency of attacks always remained relatively constant. However, in fact, if someone observes from the side, they will clearly feel that Zuofeng has gradually begun to lose its support.

The expression on the face, the look in the eyes, and the adjustment of the breath will give people a very intuitive feeling. Even though his attacks were always very violent, he still couldn't hide the fact that his condition was getting worse.

"Hmph, I don't care who you are, even if you are the son of the master of Liuyun Pavilion, I will definitely kill you here today. I'll let you toss and see how long you can last."

Obviously he had learned his lesson before, but this Yin Wuliu couldn't change his habit of eating shit, and now he couldn't help it anymore, and once again opened his mouth to challenge Zuo Feng.

If you have to say that this is Yin Wuliu being mean, it is actually not accurate. At least Yin Wuliu is not just trying to be happy now. The purpose of those words is to deliberately put pressure on Zuo Feng.

Yin Wuliu's injuries are gradually recovering, and even his cultivation is gradually improving. Under this situation, the attacking Zuo Feng is under tremendous pressure, and Yin Wuliu deliberately gives him more pressure and interference. .

If it were anyone else, perhaps hearing these words at this time, they would indeed feel tremendous pressure, and even be disturbed by this pressure.

But what he faced was Zuo Feng, a young man who had never bowed his head even once in the face of all kinds of strong pressure. Not to mention that Zuo Feng and Yin Wuliu are currently at the bone refining stage. Even when Zuo Feng was at the Qi Sensing stage and faced Yin Wuliu at the peak of the concentration stage, he never bowed his head in the slightest. idea.

Hearing what Yin Wuliu said, Zuo Feng's nose moved slightly, and then he let out an angry "hum". At the same time, Zuo Feng pressed hard on many acupuncture points on his body.

At first glance, this method is somewhat similar to the one used by Yin Wuliu before. However, with Yin Wuliu's experience and experience, he could see at a glance that the two could never be the same.

The method used by Yin Wuliu before was more of a simple and crude stimulation method, which temporarily stopped bleeding through the spasm of muscles, blood vessels, and meridians. Although this method can stimulate the physical strength to increase, the damage and backlash afterwards are also very shocking.

On the other hand, Zuo Feng now uses a very subtle acupuncture method. Regardless of the changes in the force of pressing, the amount of spiritual energy delivered, and the selection and sequence of acupuncture points, there is a lot of knowledge involved.

If Yin Wuliu's previous acupoint pressing was likened to "holding the soles of shoes," then Zuo Feng's current acupoint pressing was like embroidering on silk.

Yin Wuliu could only see how mysterious it was, but he couldn't tell how subtle it was. He just had a vague premonition of it.

At this time, Yin Wuliu even had the urge to slap himself hard, but this was just a thought that passed through his mind for a moment.

Although he had some regrets, since it was the bitter fruit he had planted, Yin Wuliu had no choice but to bite the bullet and swallow it.

While resisting Zuo Feng's storm-like attacks, Yin Wuliu tried his best to deploy his own strength, especially since although he had been under attack, his body was still recovering.

Under the continuous attacks, Yin Wuliu's injuries continued to increase and accumulate. However, the relatively serious internal injuries are now almost healed.

Now that Zuo Feng was attacking him crazily, the muscles on Yin Wuliu's face began to slowly twist and deform, and all kinds of powerful spiritual energy surged crazily towards his limbs and bones.

An unimaginable severe pain suddenly spread throughout his body, causing Yin Wuliu to let out a loud "roar" uncontrollably. The roar was like a beast, like a wounded beast.

Zuo Feng's eyes on the opposite side trembled slightly. While launching the attack, his hand pressing the acupuncture points did not pause at all, and there was not even the slightest confusion in the rhythm.

Yin Wuliu was a little surprised by Zuo Feng's reaction, and Zuo Feng couldn't treat Yin Wuliu's reaction calmly. Both of them know very well that at this time, the ability to press the bottom of the box must be used, otherwise the next decision may not be victory or defeat, but life and death.

Zuo Feng, who was the first to use his method, completed it relatively slowly because it was relatively complicated and required more precision.

Looking at Yin Wuliu's situation, his changes are more internal, but not much can be observed from the surface.

In addition to Yin Wuliu's roar, which was as shrill as a wild beast, at the same time, the skin on the surface of his body had begun to change continuously. The skin slowly turned bright red, as if blood was spreading under the skin from the inside, and the blood vessels were bulging like earthworms. Even though the skin had turned red, the dark cyan blood vessels could still be seen.

In addition, its body is still growing, and soon, not only blood vessels can be seen on the skin, but also muscles with very obvious lines.

If Zuo Feng just now burst out with the physical strength of a monster, then Yin Wuliu's appearance now is more like the skin of a beast.

When the roar stopped abruptly, Yin Wuliu's movements also changed immediately. He had been evading from before, and if he couldn't evade, he would use his body to resist and block.

But at this moment, he finally started to counterattack, and he took the initiative to reverse the situation before Zuo Feng.

Facing Yin Wuliu's counterattack, Zuo Feng's expression did not change too obviously. His hand continued to press on the acupuncture points on his body steadily and rhythmically, without any confusion.

But in this process, Zuo Feng's methods did not have the slightest confusion. Seeing Yin Wuliu's attack coming towards him, he stretched out his hand to block it with an unchanged expression, and then attacked at a faster speed.

In fact, Yin Wuliu's attack was mainly for testing, because he needed to confirm Zuo Feng's current state. Launching an attack with such a purpose would inevitably lead to some reservations, at least he did not go all out at this moment.

Feeling the power contained in Zuo Feng's attack, Yin Wuliu was somewhat surprised. He even suspected that Zuo Feng's series of acupuncture methods were just a bluff.

Because he could not feel the slightest increase in the attack power. However, the subsequent series of attack moves still had to be more sophisticated.

Because Zuo Feng had to deal with it with all his strength, it would be difficult to make continuous attacks like before.

Yin Wuliu was not surprised that Zuo Feng used such a method. A strong attack was the best defense. If Zuo Feng turned from offense to defense at this time, it would not only make his situation more precarious, but even his situation would become worse and worse.

Since Zuo Feng did not change much, Yin Wuliu was naturally more relieved. At the same time, he could not help but secretly regret whether he should not launch the secret method.

However, once the secret method was used, Yin Wuliu could not stop even if he regretted it in his heart, and could only continue to use it.

‘Even if you are unlucky, I am determined to kill you this time. But before I kill you, I will torture you and see what kind of background you have. ’

While Yin Wuliu was muttering to himself, his hands did not stop for a moment. Whether he was dealing with Zuo Feng’s attack or looking for an opportunity to launch a counterattack against Zuo Feng, it can be clearly seen that he was trying to regain the initiative.

After just a few breaths, Yin Wuliu’s state had changed a little, especially the passive pace of fleeing from the beating, which had begun to slow down significantly, and he was also trying to launch a counterattack while going back and forth.

Looking back at Yin Wuliu, his state at this time was a little worse, which meant that Zuo Feng’s attack was getting worse and worse.

But just when Yin Wuliu was about to regain the initiative, Zuo Feng’s fingers, which were as rhythmic as plucking the strings of a piano, suddenly stopped.

It was also at this moment that Zuo Feng's attack suddenly stopped. Because of the continuous crazy attacks, Yin Wuliu didn't even have a chance to breathe, which led to Yin Wuliu's failure to seize the opportunity to launch a counterattack.

The air seemed to freeze at this moment, and the two people seemed to be still for a moment, but Yin Wuliu's reaction was still very fast.

He immediately cursed "playing tricks" in his heart, and then mobilized all his strength to attack Zuo Feng.

When he launched the attack, Zuo Feng not only did not continue to attack him, but even his fast forward steps paused for a moment.

However, in the next moment, Yin Wuliu's figure suddenly moved, and as his steps continued to move, Zuo Feng's whole person turned from one into two, forming a clone.

Seeing this scene, Yin Wuliu sneered continuously, and while his fists were dancing, he fiercely bombarded one of Zuo Feng. However, at the moment of hitting, the figure directly dissipated.

With a cold "snort", Yin Wuliu attacked the remaining Zuo Feng without hesitation. Since the afterimage clone had disappeared, the remaining one was naturally the original body.

What Yin Wuliu didn't expect was that after his fist landed on the young man opposite, the young man disappeared directly out of thin air. It turned out to be a afterimage.

In his heart, Yin Wuliu secretly cried out "not good". At this time, the wind behind his head suddenly blew. He didn't have time to turn around, so he quickly protected the back of his neck and head with both hands, and his body suddenly bent up. This was the best defensive posture he could do at the moment.