The black shadow, like ink-colored lightning, appeared in front of Zuo Feng in an instant.
Zuo Feng, who originally had a sneer on his face, was startled by the sudden appearance of the figure, and subconsciously mobilized all his spiritual energy to defend himself. Just as Zuo Feng made a defensive posture, a powerful palm force also followed.
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A sixth-level warrior in the strong body stage defeated an eighth-level warrior in the strong physical stage, and the combined attack of two seventh-level warriors in the strong physical stage. Looking at the entire Kunxuan Continent, they will be like rare existences. And that kind of heavenly power
Pride, only some super empires and ancient sects will occasionally cultivate one and a half.
As Zuo Feng himself, who created this impressive record, he naturally felt a bit of pride. But just when he had this idea, a palm that seemed to be urging him to death had already come to him.
"Rat, you dare"
A shocking roar also sounded almost at the same time. As the sound sounded, Uncle Tian, dressed in white, jumped out of his seat and rushed towards this side at high speed.
These were the last words Zuo Feng heard in his ears, because the next moment, the powerful spiritual power followed the opponent's palms and struck his just-raised arms.
The ear-piercing sound of broken bones was heard endlessly, and Zuo Feng's entire body was scarred by the sudden intrusion of spiritual energy. However, he himself did not realize that at the same time as this huge spiritual energy broke into his body, there was silence in his chest.
The strange bulge that had been there for a long time suddenly fluctuated.
It quickly spread throughout the body like layers of water waves, not only preventing the wanton destruction of those violent spiritual energy, but also quickly healing Zuo Feng's already dilapidated body.
Only then did the sound of air explosion fly out with Zuo Feng, slowly sounding like muffled thunder on his body. The opponent completely accumulated his power in the palm of his hand, and did not send it out with all his strength until this moment. Although he was protected by the mysterious energy, Zuo Feng
After all, his cultivation level was too low, and this palm almost took his life.
Zuo Feng's eyes, ears, mouth and nose were spurting blood at this time. His body was still shaking during the flight, and his whole body kept making sounds like exploding beans. This was the sound caused by the wanton destruction of spiritual power in the body.
The body that suffered a heavy blow flew back several feet, passed three tables before starting to fall, and then hit a large green ironwood table heavily. This extremely solid green ironwood table was also shattered by the impact in an instant.
The person who took action was none other than the short old man, Manager Wang of Zhang Yu's command house. This man was extremely deep-rooted and narrow-minded. When he saw three of his subordinates being injured and defeated, he had already made up his mind that he would never let the talented man in front of him
The boy lives.
Zuo Feng had just made a clean move. At such a young age, he had the strength of level six in the physical strength stage. Those tactics and martial arts made him, an old man in the world, feel chilled in his heart. He was almost certain that if he gave this young man more than ten years
Time, I'm afraid even he won't be able to deal with him, so he must get rid of this young man before he matures.
When he sent out a palm with all his strength, he was almost certain that the young man would die. But after he spit out all the spiritual energy in his palm, he suddenly felt that a large part of the spiritual energy seemed to be absorbed by the opponent and disappeared, and then spit it out
His spiritual energy seemed to be pushed aside by the other party. This feeling was the first time he had encountered it in all these years of traveling around the world.
But he was certain in his heart that even so, the incoming spiritual energy would be enough to kill the other party. But being cautious by nature, he didn't want to give the other party any chance of survival.
With both feet exerting force, he prepared to catch up and strike again, but an attack more powerful than his previous palm had already hit him. He sighed secretly in his heart. He had already guessed who the opponent was, and among the people present, he also
Only Uncle Tian has such strength.
But after he turned around, he found that Uncle Tian was coming from the sky with his hair and beard sprouting. His anger had made this graceful old man look ferocious. When he saw the posture of the other party, he couldn't help but take a breath.
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Uncle Tian's body is leaping in mid-air, with his arms stretched out flat at his sides and his palms slightly bent. One leg is stretched forward, and the other leg is crossed as if in meditation.
"Hexiang kicks, God, if you try to kill me, Commander Zhang Yu won't let you go."
Manager Wang's expression finally changed drastically at this time. This kicking skill was the stunt that Uncle Tian became famous for. If he was kicked by the opponent, even if he was lucky enough to survive, he would be disabled for life. He didn't care about his face in such a critical situation, so he shouted hoarsely.
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Hearing him mention Commander Zhang Yu, Uncle Tian subconsciously withdrew 30% of the spiritual power in his leg. The two commanders in Yancheng acted as a check and balance between each other. Once one of his subordinates kills the other, it will not only break the balance of Yancheng
The situation may cause other troubles to the city lord.
Although part of the spiritual energy has been recovered, this leg is still powerful, and you can even see the lingering spiritual energy on it with the naked eye. Unfortunately, Zuo Feng is now unconscious and unable to see this scene. When the spiritual energy is released, it is during the Qi refining period.
Only warriors can possess it.
"boom"
A thunderous sound resounded throughout the restaurant, even breaking the noise on the street. The body of the short manager Wang was kicked into the air like a ball, rolling in the air and constantly spurting out blood.
Then the entire fourth floor of the restaurant fell completely silent, and everyone was temporarily distracted by this overbearing blow.
"elder brother"
A girl's voice suddenly sounded after a moment of silence. The petite Zuo Tiantian rushed towards Zuofeng, his little face already covered with tears.
"Brother, brother, what's wrong with you? Open your eyes and look at Tiantian."
Zuo Tiantian lay down beside Zuo Feng and shouted loudly to Zuo Feng, who was unconscious at this time.
Anya also secretly regretted that she shouldn't have let the young man face these people alone. She just hoped that this cold-faced young man could be taught a lesson, but she didn't expect that the young man could suddenly kill him.
Just as he was about to step forward to comfort Zuo Tiantian, he saw Zuo Tiantian fell down next to his brother after crying a few times. He anxiously stepped forward to check and found that Zuo Tiantian had fainted due to fright and sadness.
Already.
"Someone please take them back to the house quickly."
The guilt in Anya's heart completely turned into worry and anxiety at this moment, and she immediately ordered her subordinates.
Before Uncle Tian could wait for Anya to speak, he had already picked up Zuo Feng, who was covered in blood, and quickly jumped out of the window, leaping directly from the roof to another roof. Zuo Feng was seriously injured, and he didn't know if he could save the young man.
, but as long as there is a glimmer of hope, he will try his best.
Anya looked at Uncle Tian's leaving figure, and suddenly she realized that she was afraid that Zuo Feng would die. This was something that had never happened to her before.
"Miss, what should we do with Mr. Wang and his subordinates?"
Seeing that Uncle Tian had left, several of his subordinates glanced at the injured and unconscious Manager Wang and the two subordinates who were howling like killing pigs, and asked.
"It's none of my business whether they live or die, take Tiantian back home."
Several of his subordinates did not dare to say anything. They picked up the unconscious Zuo Tiantian and followed Anya downstairs quickly.
There is a very large mansion in the center of Yancheng. To have such a large area in Yancheng, it goes without saying that this place is the palace of the city lord of Yancheng.
In a quiet room in the city lord's palace, a comatose and seriously injured young man was lying quietly on the stone platform. This young man was naturally Zuo Feng, who was seriously injured by Manager Wang. Zuo Feng's eyes were now closed.
His energy was as thin as silk, and his face was as pale as paper.
Uncle Tian next to the stone platform looked at the seriously injured young man in front of him with a serious face. A stooped white-haired old man was inspecting Zuo Feng's injuries with a solemn expression.
Light footsteps sounded behind him, and Uncle Tian, who had a solemn expression, did not turn around and already recognized from the footsteps that the person was the eldest lady Anya. He gently waved his hand in a silent gesture, and his eyes did not leave Zuo Feng on the stone platform.
Anya cautiously came to the stone platform. Although she didn't say anything, she could already see her regret and self-blame from her expression.
The hunched old man took back his withered palms, closed his eyes and pondered for a while, then slowly stood up.
Seeing the other party's serious expression, Uncle Tian sighed slightly and spoke after he had some medical knowledge.
"Old Yan, how do you think this young man is doing?"
Shaking his head slowly, the white-haired old man known as Mr. Yan slowly said: "I can see that you used your pure spiritual power to protect his main meridians along the way, so that he could
That's it for saving his life. Although I gave him my specially made life-threatening powder in time, this little friend's injuries are too serious. I'm afraid even if he saves his life, he will not be able to recover as before."
Uncle Tian had already guessed what he said. At this moment, he was as guilty as Anya. If he had reacted earlier, he wouldn't have ended up in the current situation.
Anya said reluctantly: "Can't my father save him?"
The old man who had checked Zuo Feng's injuries before slowly nodded and said: "The city lord does have some elixirs around him, but he is in seclusion at the moment. He has been told not to disturb him. Now I can only save this young man.
My life is temporarily suspended. But..."
"But what, Mr. Yan, tell me quickly."
The old man glanced at Zuo Feng on the stone platform with a frown, and said with some hesitation: "Even if the city lord can come out of seclusion now, at most he can only save this young man's life, but he cannot restore him to his original state. How could the city lord do that?
What a waste of precious elixir for a useless person."
Uncle Tian couldn't help but nodded when he heard this. Mr. Yan's words were exactly what he was thinking at the moment.
"Hey, no matter what, let's hang this young man's life first. Let's wait until the city lord comes out of seclusion before making a decision."
As Uncle Tian said that, he pulled Anya up and walked out of the house. Although Anya was extremely reluctant, she had no other choice but to exit the stone house with Uncle Tian and Mr. Yan.
After several people left the stone house, the stone door was tightly closed. Only Zuo Feng, who was seriously injured and dying, was left in the stone house. After an unknown period of time, Zuo Feng's body moved slightly. To be precise, it was the clothes on Zuo Feng's chest.
It shook for a moment, and then a small beast with gray hair slowly poked its head out.