Chapter 1189: You Don't Have Medicine

Two shouts came from the stands next to them, and both of them now saw a key problem, that is, Huagang was not Shen Feng's opponent at all.

If the Zuo Feng who came out just now was weak, they didn't take Zuo Feng as the same thing in their eyes, but now the Zuo Feng in their eyes is like a different person.

It's not just the same as when they first came before, but it's even more refreshed than the last time they fought against the ghost hunt. Whether it is the strength of the body, the explosive power, or the total amount of aura, the person in front of him is like a reborn existence, a strange existence.

From the time Zuo Feng stopped being beaten to the time when he suddenly started to fight back, it all happened so quickly that they couldn't find a chance to stop it. The reason why he is speaking out regardless of his identity and face now is to stop Zuo Feng's killing, and he can't let him kill Hua Ming and then get rid of Hua Gang.

Although Hua Gang is an important candidate for the final competition of the selection of medicines, he is also an important person who can be qualified to participate in the trial of the Ancient Desolation.

In this case, Hua Ming's death is no longer a trivial matter, and the only thing to do is to save Hua Gang's life.

The voices of the two of them contained a huge aura, and while they were forced out, the surrounding aura also vibrated violently. The defensive shield can block the invasion of any living creature, and it can also block the invasion of aura, but it cannot stop the violent vibration of this aura.

The voices of the two of them were like thunderbolts in the sky, falling directly on the high platform, and the painting gang, who was almost completely crazy, also stiffened slightly.

Just as he was about to rush to the front of the painting, Zuo Feng, who was about to give the other party a fatal blow, was also stunned. This canon of choosing medicine is not good for me to really kill. Killing that painting is his search for death, and it is also the other party's words online, this kind of fight is life and death, and others are not easy to pursue.

But if you don't spare people now and continue to kill the painting, when this defensive array disperses, it will be really difficult for you to end up.

For a while, there was no noise, just a few people who knew each other quietly, and the atmosphere was colder than the weather.

Zuo Feng glanced coldly at the high platform, Xuan Hong and Qu Li were also thinking about their own eyes, but Zuo Feng looked calm. As long as he doesn't do anything too out of the ordinary, even if this Xuan Hong and Qu Li want to deal with themselves, they can't deal with themselves without excuses.

Xuan Hong and Qu Li were also entangled in their hearts, they naturally wanted to kill Zuo Feng, but now that the defensive formation was opened, even if they could do it, they couldn't help each other now. However, even if the defensive formation dissipated for a while, they would not find a chance to kill the young man in front of them openly, which was the most depressing place in their hearts.

The painting was just woken up by the head of the family and Qu Li, and when he calmed down, he was also afraid for a while. He was carried away by anger just now, but now that he calmed down, he clearly knew that he was not Shen Feng's opponent, and if he fought hard with the other party, he would not have the slightest chance to win, and he was afraid that he would have to take his own life.

Although he was unwilling in his heart, he finally had to choose to give up, but the resentment in his eyes became a little stronger at this time.

Just when everyone felt that this unexpected fight and death had come to an end, suddenly a discordant voice came from the crowd: "This Shen Feng has just taken medicine, such a despicable person who killed my painter, do you think that as long as you Shen Feng has medicine, my painter has no medicine!"

As soon as these words came out, his eyes lit up slightly, and then he glanced at the painting seven with approval. When he turned his head to look at the left wind, the hatred in his eyes was irrepressibly vented.

Between the flips of his palm, a jade bottle containing an earthy yellow pill was held in his hand, and he said coldly: "My brother's life will not be taken away by you in vain, I must seek justice for my brother today." It's so despicable that you take medicine to improve your combat effectiveness, then I'll let you know that you are not alone in this world with medicine."

As he spoke, he pulled off the cork and swallowed the earthy yellow pill in one gulp, and at the same time stretched out his fingers and pointed out several points on his body.

This series of movements is extremely fast, and Zuo Feng now has a deep understanding of the method of pressing the acupoints, and when he sees the trick points ordered by the other party, he understands that the other party wants to quickly dissolve the pill. However, Zuo Feng didn't say much, and he didn't particularly defend himself.

He understands that the truth is only in the hands of powerful people, and even if he explains it now, with that defensive formation, he will not want to escape, and he has no intention of escaping.

As soon as he took the pill, a sly smile flashed imperceptibly on Hua Qi's face. However, he lowered his head slightly, and the smile was fleeting, and no one noticed.

Of course, he won't do it for Huagang, and of course it can't be for the sake of the killed Huaming, his actions are actually for himself.

Shen Feng, the big enemy, is in front of him, although Hua Ming died, he hated him for taking away the quota he had replenished, and even this Hua Ming's own brother couldn't wait for him to die.

With this kind of thought, Hua Qi took the initiative to say such a sentence, which was to remind Hua Gang to take medicine, so that he could make up for the gap between him and Shen Feng. In the end, the result of these two people fighting to the death is what he wants to see the most, and no matter which one of them dies, there is a great "benefit" for him.

Although Hua Gang is the fourth son of a painter, as a descendant, he is inexperienced. He can obtain excellent resources for the cultivation of cultivation and alchemy, but this kind of thing is not a resource that can make up for it, and Hua Qi's words easily dug a pit for him.

Of course, Zuo Feng saw through this dim sum at a glance, but he didn't bother to say it, although he just made a move, he didn't actually play his best, since the other party was looking for death, then he didn't mind "fulfilling" the other party.

The earthy yellow pill was just taken by the fourth prince, this pill is called the mad demon pill, and after taking it, the martial artist's cultivation, strength and aura will be greatly improved for a period of time.

The effect of this pill is very strong, but because of its domineering effect, it will have a back-effect, and after a period of improvement, when the effect of the medicine dissipates, the person will fall into a period of weakness.

It's just that Huagang has the confidence to kill the other party, so he doesn't care about the small sequelae.

I saw that after taking the pill, his cultivation gradually improved, and his cultivation gradually climbed up from the first layer of the Qi Sensing Period, and it didn't take long to break through the barrier and enter the second layer of the Qi Sensing Period, and then climbed all the way to the peak of the second layer of the Qi Sensing Period, but he didn't improve again and stopped.

At the same time, the fire attribute aura outside his body fluctuated endlessly, and there was a smell of squirting out. The muscles on the body are also constantly expanding, and the whole body is suddenly bigger, and the originally loose robe is also getting bigger as if blowing at this time.

Zuo Feng looked at the change in his words coldly, watching him stimulate all the effects of the pill, since he wanted to kill the other party openly, there was no need to sneak attack and tell the truth.

Many people looked at Zuo Feng's calm expression, showing an extremely strong self-confidence. The painter's owner, Huayuan, had the intention to stop it, but now that Huagang had taken the drug, and the words of Huaqi and Huagang just now, they were also clearly heard by the people around them, and it was even more difficult to stop it now.

Xuan Hong and Qu Li faintly had a bad premonition, but now that the painter's family owner didn't speak, it was even more difficult for them to stop it openly. At most, they can only hope that the painting will hold on until the great array dissipates, so that they will also have the interface to maintain the order of the canon and intervene.

At this moment, Qu Li seemed to finally regret it, this big array was proposed by him to open, but now there is a taste of cocooning and self-restraint, so that they can't intervene now.

Hua Gang's body was swollen, and his face became distorted and hideous, the medicinal effect of this domineering mad pill actually stimulated his potential, but also made the martial artist suffer a lot of pain. But thinking of his brother's tragic death, he couldn't care so much.

"Uh......"

A voice like **, like a ghostly roar, came out of Hua Gang's mouth, and then he rushed towards the left wind without saying a word, and at the same time slowly drew a circle clockwise with his arms crossed in front of his chest.

As the circle gradually formed, a thick fireball formed in its chest. Then he spread his arms slightly, and squeezed into the middle in a way that embraced a fireball, and in the process he rushed towards the left wind without slowing down.

In an instant, he reached Zuo Feng's front again, looking at the other party's small fireball that was gradually compressed from a large fireball, the intensity of the aura was several times greater, and the terrifying flame contained in it was even more amazing.

When he saw the other party's actions, Zuo Feng had a thought in his mind like lightning, but he didn't have time to think about it carefully, and the other party had already rushed in front of him.

Left Wind has two hands open and close to the wrist touching each other, and the fingers are facing in different directions, like a blooming flower.

He wanted to see the power of this martial art, and at the same time, he also wanted to see how far his current body had been transformed. Zuo Feng felt that he had the ability to take the opponent's blow, although the power of this blow should be extremely terrifying.

"Poof, boom......"

The moment the palm of the pair touched the fireball, it sounded like a bubble bursting, but then a huge flame burst open, enveloping Zuo Feng's whole person in the blink of an eye.

The fire wrapped around Zuofeng's body did not disperse, and it covered his body like a shadow, and the figure that flew upside down with Zuofeng was thrown away into the distance.

Even those who originally had confidence in Zuo Feng, as well as those who did not have confidence in Huagang, held their breath at the same time. It's just that there is the isolation of the magic circle, and there is the thick flame, and no one can see clearly how the left wind is in it.