When the figure of the young man in front of him was quickly becoming blurred, gradually disappearing and blending into the wind, Yin Wuliu almost shouted "Oops".
You must know that he is making a desperate move at this moment, launching an attack with all his strength, even blocking all possible escape directions for the young man in front of him.
According to his judgment, the outcome between the two should be decided in the next moment, and it would definitely end with him winning the final victory.
However, everything was shattered from the moment the young man in front of me disappeared like air. The young man was like an illusory result of his pursuit, like a bubble under the exposure of his eyes, shattered and dissipated without a trace.
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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 kid in front of him first.
But just now, he accelerated in the air and rushed towards his target, regardless of the fact that the injuries in his body were more than doubled.
Now if he just wants to stop, he must pay a price far greater than the previous acceleration. It is almost impossible for him to retreat immediately.
Therefore, the only option left for Yin Wuliu now is to attack and launch the attack with all his strength. He knows very well that the young man cannot really disappear, let alone completely integrate himself into the wind.
The reason is very simple. The young man in front of me is the same as myself, and is only in the middle stage of bone refining. But if you want to integrate yourself into the wind, you need to at least achieve concentration, and have a deep understanding of the wind attribute rules in the spiritual field. Only then can you really let yourself be integrated into the wind.
Melt into the wind.
Since it is impossible to really disappear, there is only one possibility left. The young man in front of me is using some kind of blinding method. Even though it exists in front of me, I just can't see it.
All of this was quickly reflected in Yin Wuliu's mind in an instant, and under the premise that he could only choose to move forward and not retreat, he directly launched an attack into the wind.
This kind of range attack will greatly weaken the destructive power of the attack, and at the same time, the consumption will increase exponentially, which is a thankless method.
But Yin Wuliu didn't hesitate at all. He had an idea now. Even if one of these many attacks could hit Zuo Feng's body, it would be considered a success.
He couldn't determine Zuo Feng's position at all now. 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 his passivity into an initiative.
It is a pity that he was not able to find Zuo Feng's position with attacks. Instead, he used his own body to determine Zuo Feng's position. However, this method of determination was accomplished at the cost of his own injuries.
The wind suddenly rose behind him. At this time, apart from secretly shouting "no" in his heart, all Yin Wuliu could do was to gather all the spiritual energy he could mobilize into his back, and then grit his teeth.
Then came the sound of beating war drums, which was transmitted through Yin Wuliu's body. However, the sound that was struck was not the usual leather drum, but more like a drum covered with a "metal skin".
Although the sound was equally dull, the echo was very small, and it was also accompanied by bursts of metal friction sounds.
Among these sounds, the most inconspicuous part is the bursts of "bang, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak.
The person who made such a sound could be guessed without asking, and it was naturally Yin Wuliu. He didn't want to endure it like this and even publish the screams.
In fact, if he yells now, the breath he has been holding will be released. He is now relying on one breath to hold it in, so that the skin's endurance can be maintained at its current state.
Yin Wuliu withstood more than ten attacks almost in an instant, which shows how fast Zuo Feng's attacks are and how intensive they are.
Yin Wuliu's eyes were blood red. He turned his head sharply and looked behind him. He saw a pair of murderous eyes and a cold face. The handsome young man was like an emotionless animal. He was moving in a crazy direction.
Attack yourself.
Yin Wuliu let out bursts of grunts, bared his bloody teeth, and made bursts of wild beast-like "wow" sounds from his chest.
While twisting his body, he raised one foot and swept backwards. At the same time, he struck out with punches and palms, attacking the young man crazily.
However, his kick swept past Zuo Feng in front of him, and his body was directly cut in half. After that, the fist fell, and the figure disappeared little by little, and finally completely melted into the wind.
When Zuo Feng disappeared, the attack that crazily landed on Yin Wuliu's body naturally disappeared.
Yin Wuliu opened his mouth and growled viciously, "Get out...", but before he could even shout out the word "come", he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
It can be seen that by holding back just now, he was actually trying to suppress the injury as much as possible, maintaining a relatively tough state to withstand the attack. If the injury breaks out in this way, the damage to the body will be greater.
It's just that although Yin Wuliu vomited blood, he ignored his injuries at all. In his heart, there was only an old saying in the mainland, "When we meet on a narrow road, the brave wins."
Not only would there be no benefit to retreating at this time, but it 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, this did not mean that Yin Wuliu planned to act recklessly. On the contrary, when he took action this time, he expanded the range of the attack by more than twice.
If a sneak attack is launched from one direction, he will be able to detect it first.
However, just as he launched his attack, strong winds surged towards him from all directions at the same time, directly wrapping himself in it.
Facing such a change, Yin Wuliu's complexion became extremely ugly. He knew very well that such a change would be very detrimental to him.
This is like when strong men above the concentration stage are fighting each other, they are suddenly dragged into the opponent's spiritual field. I was already very passive, but now that the opponent has an environmental advantage, what can I do?
There is really no chance.
Although he already felt something bad in his heart, Yin Wuliu had nothing to do. All he could do was to continue to launch all-out attacks on the surroundings, trying to pull Zuo Feng out of the wind entangling him.
While Yin Wuliu was launching attacks, there was a blow without warning, directly hitting the back of Yin Wuliu's neck. Fortunately, he had always maintained a high degree of vigilance, so the moment he felt the attack,
He immediately dodged to the side, and the attack that was supposed to hit his neck ended up only landing on Yin Wuliu's back shoulder.
Just after receiving the attack, Yin Wuliu didn't care about himself at all. He immediately counterattacked towards where the attack came from.
Although the counterattack missed this time, Yin Wuliu's eyes flickered with excitement, and he looked fiercely in one direction.
At the same time, he swung out his fists and launched a powerful attack towards an empty space. There was originally a piece of air, but other than that there was only a fast flowing strong wind.
However, when the fist fell, there was a sudden muffled sound in the wind, and then Zuo Feng, who was covered in scars, revealed his figure.
If someone were to observe from the sidelines, it would be impossible to tell from the surface which side of the two fighting men had taken advantage and which side had suffered the biggest loss.
If we only observe from the outside, these two people seem to be the defeated party, and there is nothing surprising even if they fall down at any time.
However, the eyes of both of them are very determined. They are the eyes of warriors. Just from their eyes, you can feel the fighting spirit still burning in their chests... Both of them can still fight.
It's just that neither side took action, they just stared at each other, as if they were observing each other, and seemed to be looking for the best opportunity to take action in this confrontation.
They are like two highly venomous snakes that will pounce on each other at any time, and then when they bite their opponent, all the poison will be sent into the opponent's body through their teeth.
It's just that this confrontation didn't last too long. Yin Wuliu's body is not capable of flying in the air after all. Until now, the strength of his initial jump, and the strength of his second acceleration in the air and adjustment of direction have all been lost.
disappear.
At this time, Yin Wuliu could no longer insist on staying in the air. The speed of his body's ascent dropped rapidly. At a certain moment, his body paused for a moment, and then fell straight from above.
At the moment when Yin Wuliu's figure paused slightly, Zuo Feng's eyes flickered. Yin Wuliu raised his hands with a grim smile and clenched his fists at the same time.
A feeling of danger came over his heart, and Zuo Feng immediately stopped. He did not launch an attack, but the unwillingness in his eyes still revealed that it was not that he didn't want to, but that he couldn't.
"Boy, you are very sharp. But if you don't come, don't regret it, because you will never have the chance to kill me next time."
Yin Wuliu, who was staring at Zuo Feng, spoke calmly as he slowly descended from the sky. However, there was no pride or disappointment in his voice, but a sense of determination.
Zuo Feng immediately understood that he was not careless. 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 parties are really destined to die together, and only one person can survive in the end, then the person who survives must be Yin Wuliu.
Because the four dead bugs were still providing a steady stream of 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 who died.
So Zuo Feng obviously saw the opportunity to take action, and finally chose to give up and watched Yin Wuliu fall to the ground. He only paused for a moment, then turned and flew away in the distance.