Seeing Zuo Feng attack Tengfang again, Tengfang and the man in short shirt both showed a sinister smile. Zuo Feng keenly took all this in his eyes. Although his expression did not change at all, his heart was filled with emotion.
He smiled coldly.
Although Zuo Feng stepped forward, he maintained a half-crouched posture, and this time he raised his left fist with the prison lock. Seeing Zuo Feng's punch, Fujikata pretended to be caught off guard.
, but the steps under his feet were not chaotic at all.
Just as Zuo Feng guessed, when his fist was one foot away from Teng Fang, the long whip came quickly and wrapped around his wrist again. Zuo Feng pretended to be panic and hurriedly closed his fist, but his eyes were filled with cold light.
With a flick of his wrist, he firmly grasped the long whip wrapped around his hand.
Immediately afterwards, Zuo Feng used his left arm to pull towards Zuo Feng. The strength of his left arm now even exceeded a thousand kilograms. The man in the short shirt lost his temper and immediately became unstable and rushed towards Zuo Feng. Fujikata was swinging his sword.
He stabbed Zuo Feng in the throat, but suddenly found that the man in a short shirt was pulled off the ground by Zuo Feng.
Fujikata, who is selfish by nature, turned around and dodged without hesitation. If Fujikata grabbed the man in the short shirt at this moment, Zuo Feng would be helpless. But Fujikata's reaction was completely within Zuo Feng's expectation. The man in the short shirt
After all, he has the strength of the second level of the Bone Refining Stage. Although he was panicking at this time, he hurriedly raised his arms to protect his head. At the same time, he did not forget to give Fujikata a fierce look.
The man in short shirt also saw Zuo Feng's bare hands, so although he flew over uncontrollably, he was not too worried. Fujikata also noticed the cold gaze of his companion when he dodged, and sighed secretly in his heart.
He had no choice but to follow and rush forward, preparing to seize the gap between Zuo Feng and the man in the short shirt for a sneak attack.
At this time, Zuo Feng had unknowingly taken back the initiative. Although the man in short shirt had a higher level of cultivation at the second level of bone refining, he obviously did not intend to fight Zuo Feng from the beginning. As long as Fujika was unable to take action, then
He can kill the man in the short shirt first without any worries.
Zuo Feng raised his leg without hesitation and kicked hard at the man in a short shirt. Although he did not use any martial arts, Zuo Feng's modified body was extremely powerful. When the man saw that the other man just kicked him, he felt even stronger.
He was secretly happy, and all his spiritual power was immediately poured into his arms to meet Zuofeng's leg.
"Bang"
After a muffled sound, the face of the man in short shirt became extremely ugly. He originally saw that Zuo Feng did not use martial arts in his haste, but such an ordinary kick made him feel as if he had been hit by a giant hammer.
There was a sharp pain in both arms, and the huge force caused him to fly backwards like a ball.
Although Zuo Feng also has the martial skill of Yunlang Palm, this martial skill itself consumes too much spiritual power, and the Yunlang Palm cannot be used smoothly every time.
Fujikata was originally following behind, looking for an opportunity, but after a muffled sound, his friend in a short shirt immediately flew back and crashed into him. Fujikata dodged almost subconsciously, but as soon as he moved, he knew that the two of them were completely trapped.
Twice before and after, Zuofeng used the long whip of the man in short shirts and Fujikata's selfish character to lead the two of them away.
Zuo Feng kicked out, and the angle was aimed at Teng Fang, and Teng Fang also very cleverly avoided it. Seizing this opportunity, Zuo Feng quickly rushed towards Teng Fang. Although he was wearing a prison lock, Zuo Feng
It can still reach the ultimate speed within a short distance.
Zuo Feng rushed forward and backward towards Fujita like flowing water, and using the momentum of the forward motion, he kicked out his right leg flatly. Fujikata was panicking to avoid the flying body of the man in a short shirt when he noticed Zuo Feng's kick.
It was already kicked to the chest. I had no time to dodge, so I could only twist around and use my shoulder to catch Zuo Feng's fierce kick.
After a muffled sound, Fujikata's body flew out like the man in the short shirt. At this time, the man in the short shirt also flew out about ten feet away. The long whip stretched his body and paused slightly in the air.
, and was violently pulled back by Zuo Feng.
At this time, the man in the short shirt felt very depressed. Because he was afraid that the whip would slip when using it, he would always tie the rope at the end of the whip around his wrist. At this time, he was overcontrolled by the other party like a marionette and could not get rid of the whip.
The pull of the whip.
Faced with such a predicament, the man in short shirt could only bite the bullet and lift his painful arms again. He was hoping that Fujikata would arrive in time. He believed that as long as he could hold off Zuo Feng for a moment, Fujikata would be in trouble no matter what.
We will also come to the rescue in time.
But the hope that had just risen disappeared after another "intimate contact" with Zuo Feng. This time Zuo Feng directly hit the opponent's arms with his left arm with a prison lock.
"Kaka"
Two crisp bone cracking sounds were heard in succession, and the man in short shirt flew up again with a painful look on his face. Only with this contact did he really understand how terrifying the opponent's left arm was, and it was almost in contact with the opponent's arm guard.
In an instant, both forearms were shattered and deformed.
This time, Zuo Feng followed the man in short shirt flying upside down and rushed forward. At the same time, before the man in short shirt was about to land, his left arm was already spinning like a windmill.
"Huh...huh"
A low sound resounded in this small competition hall. After hearing this terrifying sound, the man in a short shirt stood on end. This was not a human arm. It was clearly produced by swinging a giant hammer.
sound.
Zuo Feng's body was already shaking slightly as he rushed forward. This is what happens when his left arm is about to lose control. And he was in extremely pain now. This attack method was something he had just come up with.
Although this attack method is powerful, it also places a considerable burden on his shoulders and body. If his body had not been specially modified, even an ordinary early-stage muscle-tempering warrior would probably have his arm torn apart.
.
"You, what kind of arm is this? Don't... don't..."
The body of the man in a short shirt had just landed on the ground. After seeing this, his eyes were full of panic, and his mouth trembled and he spoke in a sharp voice that was not like a human voice.
But then Zuo Feng's arm gradually enlarged in front of his eyes, and the man in short shirt reluctantly raised his broken arm and crossed it in front of him to protect him. This was the only thing he could do at this time.
"Boom..."
The huge sound resounded and echoed in the hall for a long time, and even the whole hall trembled slightly. Fujikata didn't stabilize his body until the huge sound sounded, and he was charging towards this side with his long sword raised. The next moment,
He was stunned by the scene in front of him. He opened and closed his mouth slightly and murmured: "How could this happen? How could this happen?"
Just when he was rushing over, he happened to see Zuo Feng swinging his left arm and hitting the young man in a short shirt. What followed was a horrific scene of blood splattering, with the head of the man in a short shirt as the center within two feet.
There were splatters of blood and broken flesh everywhere inside.
At this time, nothing could be seen from the chest and abdomen of the man in a short shirt. Only white bone residue and some hair were mixed with the minced meat, which made people sick to watch. The ground below the minced meat was smashed.
A small pit emerged, and Fujikata's mind went blank.
Zuo Feng slowly turned around. At this time, Zuo Feng was like a demon. His whole body was stained red with blood, and there were a few pieces of meat stuck on his body. Seeing Zuo Feng looking here, Fujikata's body couldn't help but tremble slightly.
He started to tremble, subconsciously took a few steps back, and said in a slightly shrill tone: "Don't, don't come over. What, what are you going to do?"
Seeing Tengfang's appearance, Zuo Feng calmed down a little and said coldly: "Go away, I won't kill you."
After hearing Zuo Feng's words, Tengfang seemed to have come to his senses, and the look on his face became uncertain. But after hesitating for a moment, as if he had made a difficult decision, he spoke again: "I want to defeat you.
I'm going to kill you. If you don't die, I will never get out."
After finishing speaking, Tengfang's face showed a look of madness. He reached into his arms and took out a small wooden box. When he opened the box, there was a pill inside. Zuo Feng could not help but frown after just one glance.
The pills are much worse than the "Ling Ning Dan" I have taken.
The pill in Tengfang's hand can barely be regarded as a pill. The surface of the pill is rough and uneven without any luster. After Zuo Feng thought for a moment, he said coldly: "This medicine was given to you by Zhang Yu, I advise you.
It’s best not to take it. Even if you improve your strength in a short time by relying on drugs, I believe the price is definitely not something you can afford."
Fujikata's hand holding the wooden box trembled slightly, but a ferocious smile appeared on his face. He said slowly: "Huh, you're scared. I know the side effects of this pill. I only need to rest for a few months at most."
Recovery. It costs such a small price to trample you under my feet. It’s worth it!”
Zuo Feng heard what he said and looked at Teng Feng's appearance at this time. He knew that no matter what he said, it was useless. His heart had completely fallen into madness.
Fujikata stared at Zuo Feng with a sneer, slowly took out the pills from the wooden box, threw them into his mouth without hesitation, then chewed a few times and swallowed it with a "gurgling" sound. He saw that he finally took the medicine.
, Zuo Feng shook his head helplessly.
The effects of the pills soon appeared, and a look of pain instantly appeared on Fujikata's face, and at the same time he let out bursts of low roars. At first, the roars were almost inaudible like the chirping of insects, but then they began to gradually expand and become hoarse.
Tengfang's body began to tremble continuously, and there were irregular and strange bulges on his body surface. His already unstable breath became even more disordered at this moment.
Zuo Feng watched all this with cold eyes. He was not prepared to interrupt. Although he did not know the medicine Fujikata took. But he could tell that if he took action now, Fujikata might suffer the backlash of the medicine and die on the spot.
.Although he was very reluctant to see Fujikata continue to be so crazy, Zuo Feng could only wait quietly like this.
About a quarter of an hour later, Fujikata's breath finally calmed down after fluctuating for a while. At this moment, his cultivation level had reached the third level of the bone refining stage. And his entire body had swelled, and some muscles had become more muscular.
The pulses are already high and raised, and it even feels like the skin is bursting.
"This is simply "violent disintegration" in an incomplete form. This fool actually believed in Zhang Yu." Zuo Feng's eyes narrowed when he saw Fujikata's current appearance, and he whispered to himself.
