It is worthy of the seventh-level painting Zheng in the tempering period, and the power contained in this blow is beyond imagination, and Zuo Feng feels as if his internal organs are about to be turned over.

The fire attribute aura itself is not good at defense, which made him face that fierce kick, and almost scattered the aura around him.

However, Hua Zheng was also frightened, if it was an ordinary martial artist in the tempering period, even if this blow was the first to have defense, immortality should be the result of serious injuries and dying, but Zuo Feng did not even break his bones, as if he still had the power to escape.

He had the intention of killing Zuo Feng completely, but when Hua Zheng kicked the opponent's arm, the feeling that was as hard as a kick on a mountain and could not be shaken made his body unconsciously retreat, and it was not until the third step fell on the ground that he finally managed to stabilize his body.

It's just that the unwillingness and resentment in his eyes were immediately replaced by excitement and mockery. The huge aura around the painting laughing sky lingers, and the metallic aura is like a radiant sun, rushing straight downward, carrying the momentum of thunder, the lion fights the rabbit with all his strength, and this painting laughing sky also spares no effort.

This time the plan was very thorough, and he was full of confidence, and he didn't even think that he had a chance to make a move. Three of the painters of the Five Tigers came, and the other two were in the auction house, and he sat at the corner of the street, in fact, to prevent a strong man from coming to interfere with the whole plan.

Unexpectedly, Zuo Feng did not step into the auction hall at all, and the layout of the auction hall did not play a role in the slightest. On the contrary, he took those warriors who were active on the periphery, and at this moment, they all threw themselves into this siege.

The three of them were like three ants in his eyes, and even crushing the three of them to death he felt that it was a waste of his strength, and the people he brought were enough to do it.

I didn't expect that in the end, I still had to shoot by myself, and so far the target was only injured, and he was still alive and kicking there. If Zuo Feng is allowed to escape with injuries like this, I am afraid that in the future, not only among the Five Tigers, but even the status of the entire painter will plummet.

And the more unexpected it was, the heavier the heart of Zuo Feng was to kill Zuo Feng by painting a laughing sky, and he vaguely felt that some people's evaluation of this young man was not necessarily alarmist. This young man was able to show his ability and combat power far beyond that of ordinary martial artists at such an age and at such a time of cultivation, and his future development was really immeasurable.

Now that the painter and the ghost family have formed a mortal enmity with him, it will definitely be a big trouble if this young man grows up. As a painter of the six super families of the Xuanwu Empire, of course he would not take a small martial artist seriously, but with this kind of combat ability and super alchemy talent, even he had to be cautious and cautious when combined.

Fortunately, everything was coming to an end, and the painting and laughing sky in the sky was falling rapidly, and almost in the blink of an eye, he had already reached the top of the left wind. The eighth-level left wind in the tempering stage was still too weak, and he had no power to resist in front of such a strong person.

No matter what means Zuo Feng has, he can only wait for death now, although there is a strong unwillingness in his heart, it is meaningless to do anything in the face of such a strong person.

With a sneer, Hua Xiaotian raised the long sword in his hand and slashed downward, like a golden lightning falling from above, and the target was the top of Zuo Feng's head.

Zuo Feng could feel the terrifying destructive power that made his hair rise, and at this time he had slowly closed his eyes, and his hands were unconsciously stretched out, welcoming death in the most calm way.

"Huh"

A sharp voice came quickly, and just from the speed of the sound it made people feel a palpitation. Zuo Feng was already ready to accept death, but at this moment, his eyes subconsciously widened.

At this time, if the enemy would not come so eagerly, the person who could rush at such a speed should definitely not be with the painting and laughing sky. Zuo Feng, who had renewed hope in his heart, opened his eyes wide as he saw a golden light under the hood, and there was hardly any existence in front of him except the dazzling gold.

But the shrill voice appeared clearly in my ears, and the voice came at a gallop, but I could not see anything. From that voice, Zuo Feng judged that it was not a human, but a flying weapon. Judging by the direction, it seems to be flying towards its own position.

Is it because I'm wrong? Is it that someone hates me to the bone and wants to kill me before the picture is laughing. It's also possible that there were a lot of people who had offended me before, but I really couldn't imagine that anyone would hate me so much. ’

Just as Zuo Feng was thinking wildly in his mind, a sudden crisp sound exploded, and the sound sounded like a crisp sound made when a spar was smashed hard.

At the same time, Zuo Feng felt an extremely familiar fluctuation, which was the fluctuation of telekinesis, and it was also the telekinesis emanating from a person he knew.

"Senior Chu Zhao, no, it's too much weaker than Chu Zhao, it's ......"

His thoughts suddenly paused, because Zuo Feng clearly saw that the golden brilliance in front of him dissipated instantly, just like the snow disintegrated and dissolved into the invisible after the white snow met the scorching sun.

Then he saw a face, it was the face of the painting smile, the previous calm and calm had long disappeared, replaced by shock and horror.

Almost at the same time, the innermost auction place on this side street was there, and two abundant spiritual qi rose to the sky, and two figures also dressed in white flew up into the sky, speeding towards this side.

At the same time, two streamers flew in, but they rushed from the other side of the archway. It's just that these two figures are like wearing flame suits, and when they fly by, they are like two burning meteors across the sky, and their speed is much faster than the other three.

There was obviously a hint of hesitation on the face of the painting smile, but the last trace of hideousness flickered in his eyes, and the long sword in his hand swung towards the left wind and rushed again.

Although the other two white-clothed figures were closer, they couldn't keep up with the speed of the two fiery red figures, and the time to arrive here should be not much different.

Painting Xiaotian can't manage so much, he has a special feeling, if he can't kill the young man in front of him today, he will definitely regret it for the rest of his life in the future.

At the same time as the painting laughed at the sky, a cold "hum" sounded among the two fires. Then a ball of short blades condensed with the flame formation flew out. With just one glance, Zuo Feng immediately knew the identity of that person, which was the short thorn of the Ten Swords.

This weapon is naturally owned by the Yao family's handsome Ni Tianju, and the identity of the person who came can be known regardless of the question.

With a strong aura of flames, the Flame Blade flew directly towards here, and before the Laughing Sky Sword could fall, the Flame Blade had already come to it.

At this time, where could he still care about the left wind, and the long sword swung towards the short blade of fire.

"Qiang"

The sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, and the golden light in his hand was shining, and in one moment, it shattered the long sword of the two weapons of the Su family martial artist, and the next moment it shattered in the same way.

Looking at the painting, Xiaotian stroked his chest and kept falling back in the air, and a trace of blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth, obviously suffering a loss in this blow.

However, the crisis of Zuo Feng was not completely resolved, and the five strong people in the Qi Acceptance Period, plus the six people of Hua Zheng, rushed up with perseverance at this time. They were given the order to kill Zuo Feng at all costs, and even in the face of such a situation, they still resolutely carried out the orders from above.

These five people, like the two martial artists of the Su family before, knew that characters like them were completely cannon fodder on the battlefield at this time, but they had to carry it out, even if they wanted to take their lives, they had to complete the mission.

At this time, Zuo Feng was injured, but even if he returned to his peak state, he was by no means the opponent of any of the six people in front of him, and he was still not out of danger.

Four points of light flew over his head, and he clearly saw that within the points of light were the small pieces of the Yong family's formation condensation. The four crystal nuclei shot quickly towards the five people, and the four formations of two green, two gray and four erupted in front of the four of them, but this time the left wind was too close, and even he himself was affected by the formation.

Zuo Feng scolded secretly in his heart, "Which pig of the Yong family is this, do you want to save me or kill me!"

As soon as the thought in my head came out, I felt the collar behind my back tighten, and my body accelerated backwards and was dragged away by life. Looking up, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart.

Sure enough, it's a pig, but this pig really looks so cute at this time, and it's not in vain that I helped him comprehend the hard work under the formation. ’

The person dragging Zuo Feng behind him was the young master of the Yong family, Yong Fatzi, his fat face was full of anxiety and worry, and the speed was fully expanded, and it was also extremely fast.

At this time, the two flame figures had already come to the front, in addition to the Yao family's handsome Ni Tianju, the other person was Chu Nan of the Wang family, the master of alchemy.

"Kill, kill them, kill them all!"

Zuo Feng almost roared to force this sentence out of his throat.

Chu Nan looked at Zuo Feng's appearance at this time, his gaze turned to the other side coldly, and the five Qi Acceptance Period powerhouses were getting rid of the obstacles of the formation and continued to rush towards Yong Fat Man and Zuo Feng.

Chu Nan swept the six people with cold eyes, and when the big sleeves were raised, tiny silver rays like hairs shot out from their sleeves, and the thin needles cut through the air and made a piercing sound of breaking wind.

Hearing this familiar voice, Zuo Feng understood that it was Chu Nan who saved him at a critical time. At this moment, Chu Nan shot again, and the six thin needles were not weaker than the previous one.

Seeing the silver light flickering and the thin needles that flew out, the five Qi Acceptance Period powerhouses were all slightly stunned, and the next moment the thin needles passed through the eyebrows of the five people. The fine needle did not reduce its remaining strength, and it directly hit the ground, and the moment the thin needle like a hair pierced the ground, it actually set off a cloud of dust and left five deep pits.

"Ding"

Only the last thin needle was blocked, and a huge stick lay across in front of the colorless Hua Zheng, if it weren't for the appearance of this giant stick, Hua Zheng at this time would probably have died on the spot like the other five strong people in the Qi Acceptance Period.