The horrific destructive effect, the damage caused to Yin Wuliu is difficult to describe in words. As a result, even after causing this kind of damage, he still has to face the subsequent attacks.
This is undoubtedly adding insult to injury for Yin Wuliu, but this is exactly the effect and purpose that Zuo Feng wants to achieve. At the critical moment, Yin Wuliu did not hesitate to spray blood to reduce the pressure in his chest and body, so that he could
It can restore the operation of part of the spiritual energy as soon as possible.
Yin Wuliu knew very clearly that if he allowed the opponent's attack to fall, he would really not survive this time.
The spray of blood mist can only affect the line of sight and slow down Zuo Feng's attack, but it cannot really block it at all. Zuo Feng rushed directly through the blood mist and came to Yin Wuliu, full of terrifying destruction.
His powerful fists pierced forward like two spears.
Their arms had already been crossed in front of them to protect themselves. In this way, Yin Wuliu and Zuo Feng collided in such a hurry during their second fight.
Yin Wuliu was not ready, he could even be said to be unprepared, and Zuo Feng's situation was not much stronger. It was just because of the destructive effect of the previous Yunlang Palm that was unexpected, Zuo Feng's keen capture
Here comes the opportunity.
Just like a shark that smelled the smell of blood, Zuo Feng suddenly became murderous and without preparation, he hastily mobilized his spiritual energy to attack.
It was completely different from the previous collision. There was no explosion of dark energy, and there was no surging spiritual energy strangling each other. Although this attack used spiritual energy, the real destructive power was still released through pure physical power.
And out.
Zuo Feng could feel the touch on his fist. The so-called "punch to the flesh" was the most direct way to describe the current situation.
What Yin Wuliu felt was more pure and direct, because the front of his arms seemed to be hit by two giant hammers. Under this attack, the arm bones of both arms were twisting rapidly, then cracks appeared, and then they were completely broken.
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What happened before and after happened in the blink of an eye. Yin Wuliu grimaced in pain, and the blood in his mouth couldn't help but spurt out again.
When he was fully defending, he didn't expect that this second attack would cause him such heavy damage.
When I quietly followed and observed before, I had already judged that the cultivation level of the handsome young man in front of me was probably in the middle stage of bone refining, at level five or six.
That's why when the opponent was chasing after him, Yin Wuliu would choose to defend with gritted teeth and use all his strength to resist the opponent's attack. Yin Wuliu was also experienced. He knew very well that with Zuo Feng's current state, even if he mobilized a little spiritual energy
, the main destructive power still relies on physical strength.
In fact, Yin Wuliu's judgment was correct, but he didn't know how abnormal the young man in front of him was. Especially when the body was transformed with the help of the beast soul, it not only completed the world's only Yu Nian Hai
, instead of concentrating on the sea of thoughts, and at the same time, the physical body is far beyond that of ordinary human warriors.
This description is not appropriate. To put it more accurately, Zuo Feng's body has not been purely human for a long time. From the moment the beast soul was transformed, it was already a body that was a combination of human race and beast race.
People who have never actually fought Zuo Feng can never imagine how such a body can release such terrifying destructive power. And those who have fought with him will be shocked to find that this is simply a monster in front of them.
A monster in shape.
Although Zuo Feng is only in the middle stage of bone refining now, the destructive power of his body has already reached the level of an early third-order monster. If it were a monster, it would have almost reached the level of an early fourth-order monster.
In this way, Zuo Feng's terrifying physical power, combined with the spiritual energy he mobilized, would produce a destructive effect that Yin Wuliu could not imagine at all.
He could only watch helplessly as his arms were directly broken after blocking the opponent's fist. And even after the fractures, they were still colliding towards him.
Fortunately, at the cost of two broken arms, Yin Wuliu successfully buffered more than half of the destructive force caused by Zuo Feng's fists.
When the severed arm fell on the face and chest, although there was still severe pain immediately, even the nose collapsed directly, and there was a dull pain in the chest, fortunately the injury was not too serious.
And Yin Wuliu's reaction was not slow. After realizing that the power of the opponent's punches was too terrifying, he directly followed the force and let his body fly backwards.
Increase the distance from the left wind.
Zuo Feng, who reluctantly launched the attack, felt a slight sweetness in his throat. The blood that rose and fell in his chest several times was still unable to suppress the spurting out.
His eyebrows were raised slightly, and Zuo Feng's handsome face could already be seen clearly distorted. It was because he himself was suffering a lot of pain.
However, Zuo Feng had no intention of giving up just yet, because he knew a terrible fact. If he did not seize the time and continue to attack now, he would be in even greater trouble in the future.
Therefore, when he saw Yin Wuliu being injured and trying to escape from the battlefield in embarrassment, he shouted angrily with blood and fiercely pursued him forward.
The distance between the two sides is quickly closing. One hastily retreated after being injured, while the other has just gained the upper hand and charged forward with all his strength. The difference between them can be described as a judgment call.
What Yin Wuliu faced was the attack launched by the opponent after he arrived in a hurry, but his eyes had a slight change from before. Although it was only a very small change, Zuo Feng still keenly caught it, and his heart sank slightly.
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Just as he was about to approach Yin Wuliu, Zuo Feng stepped heavily on the ground with the soles of his feet, and then he threw himself forward. When the distance between the two was less than two feet, Zuo Feng twisted violently.
While the body was spinning in the air, he raised his foot and swept towards Yin Wuliu.
He also spotted the gap where Yin Wuliu was staggering to dodge and his feet were continuously exerting force. In this way, Yin Wuliu didn't have many options to deal with the situation.
But even so, Yin Wuliu did not dodge in a panic. Instead, he roared angrily, and while leaping back, he twisted his body and threw out a kick, heading towards Zuo Feng's kick.
A collision was inevitable between the two sides, and the outcome of this collision did not have much suspense.
Although Yin Wuliu avoided Zuo Feng's kick and directly hit his vital part, the sound of fractures was still heard on the soles of his feet at the moment of the collision, and Yin Wuliu's soles could even be seen being strangely twisted and deformed.
Under this severe pain, Yin Wuliu's face was only briefly distorted, but he recovered immediately, and at the same time, a strange smile appeared on his face.
On the other hand, on Zuo Feng's face at this time, there was no trace of joy at all after kicking the opponent's leg off. Instead, he showed an increasingly solemn expression.
After kicking each other in the air, Yin Wuliu was still retreating, and just like before, he used force to accelerate his retreat. As for Zuo Feng, after he paused for a moment, he chased after him again like a tarsal maggot.
Zuo Feng continued to chase forward with all his strength, closing the distance between them again, and this time the speed of his pursuit was obviously much faster than the last time.
However, regarding this situation, Yin Wuliu's face was full of joy, because the joy was beyond words. Zuo Feng did not look at Yin Wuliu's injured foot, nor did he look at the one foot exerting force and moving backward continuously.
Jumping again and again, he looked at the opponent's arms that he had just broken.
I don't know since when, Yin Wuliu's twisted arms are gradually recovering, and the recovery is becoming more and more obvious, and they are gradually becoming no different from normal people's arms.
The speed had already reached the limit, but a hint of contradiction and hesitation flashed in Zuo Feng's eyes. And this subtle change in expression was immediately accurately captured by Yin Wuliu on the opposite side.
After the two sides started fighting, there was almost no communication. The main reason was that both sides had the idea of killing each other from the beginning. Who would want to talk nonsense with a dead man?
But at this time, Yin Wuliu spoke, and said in a slightly teasing tone: "We have already reached this point, why do you still want to continue to chase? I really want to take a look, it is your attack
The more serious the injury was to me, the stronger my ability to recover now.”
Zuo Feng's face was gloomy, but after listening to Yin Wuliu's words, his eyes immediately became firm.
The other party's words were obviously offensive, but after this stimulation, Zuo Feng suddenly understood. There was no room for maneuver in his current situation. Hesitating and thinking at this time was simply a waste.
time.
Ever since I had an absolute advantage using Yunlang Palm and continued to pursue with all my strength, it was like an arrow leaving the string and there was no possibility or room to turn back.
Now I can only bite the bullet, continue to chase, and use all my strength to kill the opponent. Other than that, I have no other choice.
Yin Wuliu originally thought that through what he just said, the young man in front of him would be shaken, and when he took advantage of it, he would most likely reverse his disadvantage immediately.
However, the situation was not as smooth as he thought. Zuo Feng's eyes suddenly became sharp, letting him know that he should not be so mean.
But now that the words had been spoken, Zuo Feng was like a hungry wolf, chasing him crazily. Yin Wuliu cursed secretly, not knowing whether he was cursing Zuo Feng opposite him or himself.
Yin Wuliu, who had a broken foot, was quickly caught up by Zuo Feng, and then a storm of attacks came towards him crazily.
While Yin Wuliu struggled to defend and support, he was still retreating and evading. He tried his best to use the special environment around him, the grass like towering trees, to slightly cover his figure.
After a series of attacks, both Yin Wuliu and Zuo Feng clearly understood one thing, that is, not only was Zuo Feng unable to kill the opponent, but Yin Wuliu's body was still recovering, and even his cultivation level was also in this process.
It is constantly improving in the process.
'Damn, why does this old boy get stronger and stronger with more beatings? Damn it...' Zuo Feng muttered depressedly in his heart.