Chapter 140: The Sixth Floor of the Spiral Tower

Zuo Feng was thin and thinly dressed, and when the bald man saw Zuo Feng for the first time, he could see that he should not have any weapons hidden on him. And they have just fought for so long, and the two of them have made moves and collided in hand-to-hand combat.

The bald man's face at this time looked extremely hideous, as if he had not defeated Zuo Feng in hand-to-hand combat, which had made him completely annoyed and angry.

The bald man had two daggers hidden at his elbows, and left wind wore an arm guard on his left wrist. Zuo Feng's arm guards were not weapons at all, and the bald man thought of himself very high and did not bother to use weapons. But now that he has lost face, he has no scruples about Zuo Feng, who does not have any weapons, and he doesn't care about any counterattack from Zuo Feng, and he uses an attack method that opens and closes.

Zuo Feng did not use other means, and he also had other plans in his heart. Although this bald man's cultivation is higher than his own, his physical strength is not as strong as Zuo Feng. And Zuo Feng gradually realized that there was a lot of experience he could learn from in the use of the opponent's moves.

What's more, in the process of fighting this person, several of his own techniques, "Lian Rou Pushing Hands", "Bone Removal Method" and "Wine Boxing", began to slowly integrate and penetrate. Zuo Feng had never entered the state of mind of this kind of trick comprehension, but he could guess that this state of mind was absolutely unattainable, so he did not rush to use other means, but used the other party's whetstone to make himself sharper.

When the bald man took out the short knife again, Zuo Feng knew that he couldn't continue to feel so leisurely, and the other party was obviously going to launch a fierce attack on him. Zuo Feng's face also showed a touch of solemnity at this moment, but after seeing the other party's rushing posture, the corners of his mouth showed a hint of joy.

The bald man was already determined to kill Zuo Feng at this time, although he didn't know the name of the medicine pill he was taking, but he had now paid the price of his cultivation and retreat. At this moment, he had two daggers in his hands, ready to exchange his injuries for his life, in order to deal with Zuo Feng with one blow, but he didn't notice the subtle changes in Zuo Feng's expression.

The bald man was extremely fast, the dagger in his right hand was quickly chopped down, and Zuo Feng seemed to be a little flustered and stretched out his left arm to parry. There was a crisp sound of "ding", and the dagger was dangerously resisted by Zuo Feng with an arm guard "prison lock". The bald man sneered secretly, and the knife in his left hand swung horizontally towards the left wind.

He already knew that Zuo Feng only had one armguard, and he couldn't resist the dagger in his left hand at all. A trace of cruelty crossed the bald man's eyes, and a sneer appeared on his face at the same time.

But suddenly he felt a pain in his right hand, and before he could react, he felt a slight chill in his chest. The next moment, he saw a black short blade suddenly appear in Zuo Feng's left hand, and the black short blade accurately resisted the bald man's other dagger.

The bald man was still stunned, but he was kicked in the chest by Zuo Feng, and the person flew backwards. Only then did he see the sneer on Zuo Feng's face, and then his body fell heavily to the ground, and his body dragged on the ground for a few feet before stopping.

"No way, how can you have a weapon. You're not...... You, you have the storage crystal. The bald man barely raised his head, and it took a long time before he reacted and said in surprise.

Zuo Feng had a smile on his face, but he had some doubts in his heart. The old man named Ning Xiao said that the crystal in his left hand seemed to be called Najing, but why did this bald man insist that it was Chu Jing.

Zuo Feng didn't know that the storage device that was opened by storing the crystal was by transporting spiritual energy, and although it was rare, there were still some people on the continent who had it. And the substance called nanocrystals in the palm of his hand is a storage device that is opened by transporting telekinesis, and it is basically extinct on the continent now.

Compared with Chu Jing, Najing is not only much larger in terms of storage space, but also has other miraculous effects, but the current Zuo Feng is not very clear.

"Little bastard, what kind of person are you, how can you have such a precious thing as Chu Jing?"

The bald man's expression changed several times, and finally he roared a little unwillingly. Zuo Feng saw a trace of greedy joy in his puzzled expression.

"Hmph, it's all like this, and you're still coveting my things. Should I call you an idiot, or should I call you stupid cute?"

For Zuo Feng's ridicule, the bald man didn't care at all, but stared at Zuo Feng's left hand with fiery eyes, and he guessed that Zuo Feng's Chu Jing was in the armguard.

"Little cub, you think this little injury will solve me. It seems that you still don't have enough understanding of the physical strength of martial artists in the late stage of bone refining. ”

The hasty cut just now was indeed not deep, and at this moment, the wound on his chest had gradually stopped bleeding. But the bald man's words did not make Zuo Feng's expression change in the slightest, and seeing Zuo Feng's expression, the bald man couldn't help but feel a trace of fear.

But he didn't care much, so he was ready to stand up. But as soon as his body moved, he found that he felt a tingling sensation all over his body. Shocked, he hurriedly lowered his head to look at his chest, and his face couldn't help but change dramatically, only to see that although the knife on his chest had stopped bleeding, it was dark purple around the knife.

"It's ...... Damn, boy, your knife is poisonous. ”

Zuo Feng only smiled slightly when he saw this scene, and walked towards the bald man. He didn't have any poison on him, but after he killed the young man before, he easily took away the crossbow arrow stained with "rotten heart grass". Zuo Feng just wanted to have an extra backhand, so he smeared the poison on the crossbow arrow on his black short blade before entering the fifth layer.

"You...... Don't come here, this trial is that you win, I surrender. ”

The greedy look on the bald man's face was long gone, and his voice trembled again. Zuo Feng didn't listen to this, but came to the bald man with a cold face.

"No...... No, you can't kill me, I can tell you the secrets of the county guard. ”

"About Zhang Yu?"

"You know?"

The bald man didn't expect that before he spoke, the other party had already guessed a few points. Zuo Feng smiled coldly and took another step forward, and the black short blade in his hand was slowly raised.

"I still know a secret, don't kill me, it's about ......"

Zuo Feng was not interested in listening to his nonsense at all, a black knife flashed, and the bald man's voice stopped abruptly. A streak of blood gradually appeared on the bald man's neck, blood gushing down the expanding wound, his eyes gradually dimming, and his body slowly fell.

Zuo Feng casually glanced at the bald man, and then looked around the hall. The constant vibration of the beast soul in his body also reminded Zuo Feng of another purpose of this trip to the Spiral Tower. After searching in the hall for a long time, he didn't find any secret doors, and then walked towards the passage with a puzzled face.

......

A quarter of an hour later, Zuo Feng stood in the middle of the passage, staring at a wall that he had walked through the last time, but that time he had noticed nothing unusual.

At this moment, Zuo Feng stared at an imperceptible crack in the wall with a serious expression, stretched out his palm and gently pressed it on the wall. Without much resistance, a secret door that was exactly the same as the wall slowly opened, and as the secret door opened, a burst of rot came to the pavement.

Zuo Feng felt the smell and faint moisture in it, and couldn't help frowning slightly. The passage had apparently not been opened in years, and it should have been opened through a mechanism, but for some reason it didn't seem to work at all. I took a look at the general location of the dark passage, which was the direction I heard a strange noise in the hall last time.

It can be regarded as Zuo Feng's luck, if it weren't for the fact that this trial was different from the past, the old man in the green shirt would have completely closed the mechanism on the fifth floor. Even if Zuo Feng discovered this secret door, he couldn't open it at all.

Left Wind walked down the dark passageway, which was more than a finger thick with dust. As expected by the left wind, it was true that no one had been to this passage for a long time, and there was no sign of anything else on the ground.

Zuo Feng carefully watched his feet and surroundings, for fear that he would accidentally touch the mechanism here. The passage is not too long, and I only walked out seven or eight feet away before I saw a turn. After turning the corner along the passage, an old staircase appeared in front of the left wind.

Zuo Feng hesitated slightly, and then walked towards the stairs. This also proves that Zuo Feng's original feeling was still correct, and the beast soul in his chest clearly felt that the existence that attracted him should be on the upper layer, which is the sixth layer of the spiral tower that outsiders don't know.

The staircase is the same as before, there is no mechanism, but the staircase is too old, and it makes a strange "creaking" sound when you walk up.

When Zuofeng walked up the stairs, he saw a small attic. The attic was only five or six zhang wide, and it was pitch black all around. Zuo Feng took out a spiritual light stone from Na Jing, he didn't dare to touch the spiritual light stone in this spiral tower, the spiritual light stone in his hand was obtained by him in the bandit's secret room before.

The aura stone emits a faint green glow, allowing Zuo Feng to see everything around him clearly. Judging from the layout and the tapered roof, this is the top part of the spiral tower. There are various carvings on the surrounding walls, and you can vaguely see that there is a monster that looks like a snake painted on it.

It may be that the age here is too old, and the picture of Qiang Shang is already a little mottled, and it is impossible to see the true appearance of this monster at all. Zuo Feng only swept the wall cursoryly, and then focused his gaze on a small stone platform in the center of the attic. On top of the stone platform is a strangely shaped stone.

Because the surface of the stone is covered with a thick layer of dust, people cannot see its original color at all, and only the surface of the stone is extremely irregular diamond-shaped.

But when Zuo Feng's gaze was completely focused on this stone, he felt the beast soul in his chest fluctuate violently. It felt like a child seeing a beloved toy, urging Zuo Feng to hurry over with a look of impatience.

There was a slight hesitation in his heart, Zuo Feng didn't know anything about the strangely shaped stone in front of him, and he didn't know if there were other mechanisms in this attic. After struggling for a long time, the fluctuations of the beast soul in his chest became more and more urgent, and even Zuo Feng felt as if it was about to jump out of his chest and pounce on the stone on the stone platform.