Swooping down from the air, the ghost painter and the Mu clan members were always paying attention to the changes in their surroundings while moving forward.
The two consecutive attacks came very suddenly. There were too many warriors injured at the moment and they could not exert half of their usual strength. Even if they wanted to resist, it would be difficult to resolve the sudden attack.
In addition to these reasons, the ghost painter and the Mu tribe are also psychologically opposed to cooperation with each other.
There was no way. The alliance between the two parties was originally a combination of interests, which could not withstand too many tests. As a result, before the two parties could distribute the interests, a fierce conflict broke out from within.
Everyone clearly knew that the fight just now was an act of being deceived by the psychedelic formation. But after all, most of the people who died were their companions, and it would be a lie to say that they did not hate each other.
However, due to the current situation, everyone has tacitly suppressed this dissatisfaction and resentment in their hearts, hoping to wait until the situation in Kuocheng stabilizes, or after everyone can safely escape from danger, before seeking an explanation from each other.
Since they have such a mentality, they naturally cannot truly cooperate with each other, so even if they want to cooperate and form a formation, they cannot.
The requirements for combining formations through formations are not low. They need to have at least three levels of cultivation difference between each other. At the same time, the attributes of the formations must be able to cooperate with each other to form defensive or offensive formations in repeated operations.
At present, more than half of the people on both sides have suffered serious injuries, and the remaining small number have to be scattered around the team to deal with sneak attacks that may appear at any time, so now these people cannot even form a formation through the team.
Under this situation, Zuo Feng made full use of his own advantages without reservation, controlling twenty-eight clones to swoop down from the air and attack the weakest position in the team.
In the psychedelic formation, vision, hearing, and even perception are completely blocked. The warriors in the team remain vigilant but like frightened birds, they are constantly searching for traces of the enemy.
Suddenly, a warrior subconsciously raised his head. He didn't hear any special sound, nor did he sense anything. He raised his head just as a small unconscious movement. When he looked up, he could see nothing but dense fog.
But just when he was about to withdraw his gaze, a figure suddenly appeared from behind the thick fog. Because it was so sudden, the warrior who raised his head did not even have time to issue a warning. When he was about to open his mouth, a figure appeared in the fog.
Then a young man with long dark red hair rushed out.
"puff"
The young man's palms were condensed with surging spiritual energy, which seemed to be ripples as it circulated. This was the most destructive among the many martial arts that Zuo Feng had learned, and this martial arts did not require weapons.
Easy to cast.
This young man swooping down is not Zuo Feng's true body, but a clone formed by formations. The clones can be condensed through the power of formations, and the power of formations can be used to simulate the martial arts of a warrior to launch attacks.
, but the weapon cannot be condensed through the power of the formation.
Therefore, Zuo Feng himself did not use martial arts, and was exactly the same as the clones around him, so that he would not appear too obtrusive among them, and would not be easily noticed by others.
The Yunlang palm was shot, and the Gui family warrior who raised his head looked surprised, and a strong look of fear flashed in his eyes. However, he couldn't even make a sound, and the top of his head was directly shot downwards.
It collapsed, and then there was a crisp explosion inside his head.
When the warriors around him looked at him in surprise, the clone Zuo Feng had already fallen lightly, and at the same time, his hands were flying like butterflies to slap the ghost painter warriors around him.
At the same time, muffled sounds were heard one after another in the surroundings. Although the sounds were not loud, they were dense and continuous like a large shower.
Blood and spiritual energy were splattered everywhere, and a warrior known as a ghost painter fell to the ground one after another. His death looked very miserable. But the real killing was just the beginning.
Zuo Feng's body also rushed into the crowd under the cover of his clones and started attacking with the same method. The difference from other clones is that Zuo Feng himself is much stronger in terms of physical body and martial arts attack power.
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At this time, Zuo Feng's body has been continuously advanced. If measured by beasts, he has almost reached the strength of the fifth-level peak beast race. The only difference is that Zuo Feng is still unable to directly transform the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
For use by animals.
However, with his pure fifth-level peak body, Zuo Feng could easily tear apart steel plates, rub stones into sand, and twist steel bars at will like a towel.
Another advantage is that Zuo Feng uses Yunlang Palm. At this time, he can use his full strength to shoot out three dark energy in one palm, and can even shoot up to four dark energy.
These dark energies were sent out along the veins in the palm of his hand, and rushed directly into the defensive arm of the warrior in front of Zuo Feng. In front of him was a painter who was a warrior in the middle stage of receiving Qi. It looked like he had serious injuries on his body.
If it were any other warrior, even facing such an opponent, the warrior in the Qi Sensing Stage would have no chance of defeating him, but Zuo Feng was full of confidence.
The moment Zuo Feng's palm struck the opponent's arm, the artist's arm was broken as easily as a dry straw stick by the warrior in the middle stage of the painting. At this time, Zuo Feng did not even use the spiritual energy in his palm.
After breaking the arm, he continued to push forward with his palm, hitting the opponent's chest. The chest then collapsed inward, as if there was no sternum. Although the painter warrior was injured, he did not take the young man in front of him seriously.
He once thought that with such a simple blow, he would be killed directly, and the young man did not even need to use his spiritual energy.
"call"
‘It turns out that this is the result of physical advancement. It turns out that relying solely on the power of the physical body can cause such strong damage. No wonder the monsters and monsters hardly use martial arts before transforming, and only have some simple innate skills.
With such powerful means, there is no need for any martial arts. The pure physical destructive power is enough to fight against warriors of the same level.'
Like the man whose arm was broken by a blow and his chest was smashed, Zuo Feng was also surprised. This was because this was also the first time he used it to attack after his physical enhancement.
However, Zuo Feng did not stop because of this, and his physical strength continued to explode. At the same time, he took a step forward and pushed the painter warrior who had died to continue moving forward.
Because there was thick fog all around, everyone was crowded together during the retreat. Zuofeng pushed like this and immediately hit the crowd behind.
It was not until this moment that the spiritual energy in Zuo Feng's palm surged out like a tide, directly using the meridians of the dead warrior to rush towards the people behind him.
The death of the painter and warrior was so sudden that neither the painter's companion nor the warriors from the Gui family could react for a moment and found that the man had already hit him.
At this time, everyone instinctively reached out to pick it up. Even if some people were hit by it, they didn't care.
But at the next moment, the three warriors trembled at the same time, then opened their mouths and spurted out a large amount of blood. Their bodies also swayed and fell to the ground.
Zuofeng sent the surging dark energy into the chest of the person in front of him, and then three strands of dark energy went to the left and right shoulders and the lower back respectively.
The left shoulder and the right shoulder collided with two different warriors respectively, and the lower back was subconsciously caught by one person. The three of them did not expect that such a casual little move would directly cost them their lives.
The three of them had no defense, and they did not expect that their dead companion would launch an attack on the three of them. The spiritual energy that suddenly rushed into the body rushed into the body softly, and by the time they realized it, it was too late to stop them.
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That soft and obscure spiritual energy was very difficult to discover, and once discovered it was even more difficult to stop. But when it erupted, it had extremely terrifying destructive power, and the important organs of the three people had been destroyed at the same time.
Killed four people in one blow, and among them were two warriors who were in the middle stage of receiving Qi and two who were in the early stage of receiving Qi. All four of them had higher cultivation levels than Zuo Feng. Even Zuo Feng did not expect that he could create such a
The result of the battle also made the warriors around him dare not attack for a while.
However, there was no trace of joy on Zuo Feng's face, because in his perception, except for the first batch of nine clones that launched the attack and killed a dozen of them, the subsequent ten clones had no gains.
In addition, there were nine clones, which not only failed to kill the enemy, but were destroyed by the opponent's joint efforts. Feeling that those clones were destroyed and re-transformed into formation energy and integrated into the psychedelic formation, Zuo Feng felt a little relieved.
a little.
This kind of surprise attack can only take advantage of the enemy's unpreparedness. At this time, the opponent has already reacted, and Zuo Feng can only retreat with his clone. But just when his body moved and soared into the sky, his pupils were fierce.
Shrink.
Looking directly through the thick fog, he saw four people, Yin Yue, Gui Wu, Hua Xing and Captain Lin, rushing from different directions. Their goal was extremely clear, which was to kill him.
"As expected, he is an old fox. He pretends to ignore my harassment, but in fact he wants to seize the opportunity for me to take action with all my strength."
Zuo Feng murmured fiercely, and at the same time issued an order in his mind. The formation clones rose up one after another and flew into the air together.
Seeing that Yin Yue was the fastest and was already rushing towards him. Zuo Feng Leng let out a "hum", and then four clones quickly changed directions. Three of them were like guards, surrounding the other clone.
central.
The four clones quickly turned to avoid the other side. Just as they changed direction and rushed out less than five feet, Yin Yue also immediately changed direction and chopped down the gun in his hand.
The huge wave of fire rushed towards the four clones. Zuo Feng's body saw all this. If he hadn't used the clones, he would have taken the knife himself.
