Defying the Martial Way to Burn the Heavens

When the figure of the young man in front of him was quickly becoming blurred and gradually disappearing into the wind, Yin Wuliu almost shouted "Oops".

You know, he is making a desperate move at this moment, using all his strength to launch an attack, and even blocking all possible directions for the young man in front of him to dodge.

According to his judgment, the victory or defeat between the two should be decided in the next moment, and it will definitely end with him getting the final victory.

However, everything was broken from the moment the young man in front of him disappeared like air. The young man was like an illusory result that he had pursued, like a bubble under the sun, broken and dissipated without a trace.

Faced with this sudden change, Yin Wuliu actually had two choices. On the one hand, he knew that the safest way was to retreat immediately and stay away from the boy in front of him first.

But he just ignored the injuries in his body, which increased the cost by more than one time, and accelerated in the air and rushed towards his goal.

Now, if he just wants to stop, he must pay a price far exceeding the previous acceleration. It is almost impossible for him to retreat immediately.

So now, Yin Wuliu's only choice is to attack and launch an attack with all his strength. He knows very well that the young man can't really disappear, and it is even more impossible for him to completely blend into the wind.

The reason is very simple. The young man in front of him is only in the middle stage of bone refining like himself. But if he wants to blend into the wind, he must at least reach the state of concentration, and the spiritual realm must have a deep understanding of the wind attribute rules, so that he can really blend into the wind.

Since it is impossible to really disappear, there is only one possibility left, that the young man in front of him is using some kind of sleight of hand, even if he exists in front of him, he just can't see it.

These are all in a moment, and Yin Wuliu reacted quickly in his mind, and under the premise that he can only choose to move forward and not retreat, he directly attacked the wind.

This kind of range attack will greatly weaken the destructive power of its attack, and at the same time, the consumption will increase exponentially, which is a thankless way.

But Yin Wuliu didn't hesitate at all. He had only one idea now. Even if one of the many attacks could touch Zuo Feng's body, it would be considered a success.

He couldn't determine Zuo Feng's position at all. This large-scale attack was like casting a net to catch fish. As long as he could roughly determine the position of the fish, he could turn the passive into the active.

Unfortunately, he couldn't find Zuo Feng's position with the attack. Instead, he used his body to determine Zuo Feng's position. But this way of determination was completed at the cost of his own injury.

The wind blew up behind him. At this time, Yin Wuliu could only gather all the spiritual energy that could be mobilized to his back and then grit his teeth.

Then the sound of beating the war drum was transmitted from Yin Wuliu's body. But the drum that was struck was not the leather drum that could be seen normally, but more like a drum covered with "metal skin".

Although the sound was also dull, the echo was very small, and it was accompanied by bursts of metal friction sounds.

Among these sounds, the most inconspicuous part is the "grunting" breathing, which seems to be a kind of panting, and it seems to be a scream, but everything is suppressed and never really erupted.

The person who made such a sound can be guessed without asking, naturally it is Yin Wuliu. He didn't want to endure it like this, and even released screams.

In fact, if he yelled now, the breath he held back would also be released. He is now relying on a breath to hold it up, so that the skin's tolerance can be maintained in the current state.

Almost in an instant, Yin Wuliu endured dozens of attacks, which shows how fast Zuo Feng's attack speed is and how dense the attack is.

Yin Wuliu's eyes were bloodshot, he turned his head suddenly and looked behind him, just seeing a pair of murderous eyes and a cold face. The handsome young man was like an emotionless animal, attacking him madly.

Yin Wuliu groaned, bared his bloody teeth, and emitted a series of beast-like "woooo" sounds from his chest.

As he twisted his body, he lifted his foot and swept it backwards, and at the same time, he punched and palmed repeatedly, attacking the young man madly.

However, his foot swept past, and Zuo Feng in front of him was directly cut in half. After that, the fist and palm fell, and the figure disappeared little by little, and finally completely melted in the wind.

When Zuo Feng disappeared, the crazy attack on Yin Wuliu's body naturally disappeared.

Yin Wuliu opened his mouth and roared fiercely, "Get out...", but before he could shout the word "come", he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

It can be seen that he just endured it, in fact, he tried to suppress the injury as much as possible, maintaining a relatively tough state, and forcibly withstood the attack. If the injury breaks out in this way, the damage to the body will be greater.

Although Yin Wuliu vomited blood, he didn't care about his injuries at all. In his heart, there was only an old saying on the mainland, "When two sides meet on a narrow road, the brave one wins."

At this time, retreating would not only be of no benefit, but would also bring greater disaster to himself, so Yin Wuliu decisively chose to continue fighting with the opponent.

Although he chose to fight head-on, it did not mean that Yin Wuliu intended to act recklessly. On the contrary, when he attacked this time, he expanded the range of his attack by more than two times, so that he could detect it first no matter which direction Zuo Feng attacked from.

However, just as he launched the attack, strong winds came from all directions and directly wrapped him up.

Faced with such a change, Yin Wuliu's face became extremely ugly. He knew very well that such a change would be very disadvantageous to him.

It was like a strong man above the Condensation Stage was dragged into the other party's spiritual realm when fighting each other. He was already very passive, and now that the other party had an advantage in the environment, he really had no chance.

Although he felt bad in his heart, Yin Wuliu had no choice but to continue to launch a full-strength attack on the surroundings, trying to pull Zuo Feng out of the wind that was entangled with him.

While Yin Wuliu was constantly attacking, there was a blow without warning, which directly hit Yin Wuliu's neck. Fortunately, he had been highly alert, so the moment he felt the attack, he immediately dodged to the side, and the attack that was supposed to hit his neck finally landed on Yin Wuliu's back shoulder.

Having just endured the attack, Yin Wuliu didn't care about himself at all, and he immediately counterattacked the attack.

Although the counterattack didn't hit this time, there was a faint light of excitement in Yin Wuliu's eyes, and he looked in one direction.

At the same time, he swung his fists and palms repeatedly, launching a fierce attack on an empty space. There was originally air there, and there was only a fast-flowing strong wind.

However, when the fists and palms fell, there was a sudden muffled sound in the wind, and then Zuo Feng, who was covered with scars, showed his figure.

If someone observed from the side, it would be impossible to tell from the surface which side of the two people fighting had taken advantage and which side suffered a great loss.

If only observed from the outside, the two people looked like the defeated party, and there was nothing surprising about falling down at any time.

However, the eyes of both of them were very resolute, that was the eyes of a warrior. Just from their eyes, one could feel the fighting spirit still burning in their chests... Both of them could still fight.

It's just that neither side took action, but just stared at each other, as if observing each other, and as if looking for the best opportunity to attack in this confrontation.

They were like two poisonous snakes, ready to pounce on each other at any time, and then send all the toxins into the opponent's body through their teeth at the moment of biting the opponent.

However, this confrontation did not last too long. After all, Yin Wuliu's body was not flying in the air. By now, the power of his initial leap, as well as the power of accelerating in the air for the second time and adjusting the direction had disappeared.

At this time, Yin Wuliu could no longer insist on staying in the air. The speed of his body climbing rapidly decreased. At a certain moment, his body stopped for a moment, and then fell directly from above.

In the moment when Yin Wuliu's figure paused slightly, Zuo Feng's eyes flashed with a brilliant light. And Yin Wuliu raised his hands with a grim smile, and clenched his fists at the same time.

A sense of danger came over Zuo Feng, and he stopped immediately. He did not launch an attack, but the unwillingness in his eyes still exposed his idea that he did not want to, but could not.

"Boy, you are very sharp. But if you don't come, don't regret it, because you will not have the chance to kill me next time."

Yin Wuliu stared at Zuo Feng, and said lightly while slowly descending from the air. But there was no pride or disappointment in his voice, but a sense of determination.

Zuo Feng immediately understood that he was not suspicious. If he had really launched a sneak attack just now, then Yin Wuliu would fight to die together and use some kind of killing method on him.

If both sides really reached the point of dying together, as long as one person could survive in the end, the person who survived must be Yin Wuliu.

Because the four dead insects were still providing energy to repair their injuries. Even if the two were injured in the same way, Yin Wuliu could recover quickly, and he would still be the one to die.

So although Zuo Feng clearly saw the opportunity to take action, he finally chose to give up and watched Yin Wuliu fall to the ground. He only paused for a moment before turning around and flying away into the distance.