The black shadow was like inky lightning, and in an instant, it appeared in front of the left wind.

Zuo Feng, who was still sneering, was startled by this sudden appearance, and subconsciously mobilized his aura to defend with all his might. Just as Zuo Feng had just made a defensive gesture, the majestic palm power also followed.

A martial artist of the sixth level of the strong body stage successively defeated a martial artist of the eighth level of the strong body stage and the combined attack of two martial artists of the seventh level of the strong body stage. Looking at the entire Kunxuan Continent, it will be a rare existence. Moreover, that kind of pride of the sky, only some super empires and ancient sects would occasionally cultivate one and a half.

As Zuo Feng himself, who created this proud record, he naturally had a trace of pride. But just when his method of thinking was just generated, a palm like a rush had already arrived.

"Rats, you dare"

An earth-shattering roar also sounded almost at the same time, and as this voice sounded, Uncle Tian, who was dressed in white, jumped out of his seat and swept towards this side at high speed.

These were the last words he heard in Zuo Feng's ears, because in the next moment, the incomparable spiritual power followed the other party's palms and hit his newly erected arms.

The piercing sound of bones shattering was incessant, and Zuo Feng's entire body was scarred by the impact of the sudden intrusion aura. And he didn't realize that at the same time as this huge aura broke into his body, the strange bulge on his chest that had been silent for a long time suddenly fluctuated.

It spread rapidly to the whole body like layers of water waves, not only preventing the wanton destruction of those violent aura, but also quickly healing Zuo Feng's already broken body at this time.

At this time, the sound of the air explosion flew out with the left wind, and slowly sounded like muffled thunder on its body. The opponent completely held the strength in the palm of his hand, and did not send it out with all his strength until this moment. Although he had the protection of mysterious energy, Zuo Feng's cultivation was too low after all, and this palm almost took his life.

Zuo Feng's eyes, ears, mouth and nose spurted blood at this time, and his body was still trembling during the flight, and his whole body kept making a sound like popping beans. This is the sound of spiritual power wreaking havoc in the body.

The body that had been hit by the heavy blow flew backwards for several feet, crossed three tables before it began to fall, and then smashed heavily on a large green iron wood table, which was also smashed in an instant.

The person who made the shot was the short old man, the king of Zhang Yu's Commanding Mansion. This man is very deep and narrow-minded, and when he saw that three of his men were injured and defeated one after another, he had already made up his mind that he would never let the talented young man in front of him live.

Zuo Feng had just made a clean move, and at such an age, he had the strength of the sixth level of the strong body, and those tactics and martial arts made him, an old Jianghu, feel a chill in his heart. He was almost certain that if he gave this young man more than ten years, he was afraid that even he would not be able to clean up the other party, so he had to get rid of this young man before he was fledgling.

As he slammed his palm, he was almost certain that the boy would die. But when he spit out all the spiritual power in his palm, he suddenly felt that a large part of the spiritual energy seemed to be absorbed by the other party and disappeared, and then the spiritual energy spit out seemed to be pushed aside by the other party, this feeling was the first time he encountered it in these years of walking in the rivers and lakes.

But he was sure in his heart that even so, those attacking auras were enough to kill the other party. But he is cautious by nature, and he doesn't want the other party to have a chance of living at all.

With the strength of his feet, he was ready to catch up and make up for another blow, but a more powerful attack from behind him had already struck. He sighed secretly in his heart, he had already guessed who the other party was, and among all the people present, only Uncle Tian had this strength.

But after he turned around, he found that Uncle Tian's beard was all over the sky, and his anger had made this personable old man a little hideous. When he saw the other party's posture, he couldn't help but gasp.

Uncle Tian's body leaped in mid-air, his arms stretched out at his side and his palms were slightly bent. One leg reaches forward and the other leg is crossed as if in meditation.

"Hexiang kicks, if you want to kill me, Commander Zhang Yu will not let you go. ”

Manager Wang's complexion finally changed greatly at this time, and this leg skill was Uncle Tian's famous stunt. If he is kicked by the other party, even if he can get away with it, he will inevitably be disabled for life. The situation was critical, and he didn't care about it, and shouted a little hoarsely.

Hearing him mention Commander Zhang Yu, Uncle Tian subconsciously withdrew the thirty percent spiritual power on his legs. The two major commanders in Yancheng play a role in checking and balancing each other, once they kill each other with heavy hands, not only will they break the balance of Yancheng, but I am afraid they will also cause other troubles to the city lord.

Although some of the aura has been withdrawn, this leg is still majestic, and you can even see the remnants of the aura on it with the naked eye. It's a pity that Zuo Feng is now in a coma and can't see this scene, and the release of aura is something that only martial artists in the Qi refining period can have.

"Boom"

The sound of thunder resounded throughout the restaurant, and even broke the noise on the street. The short manager Wang's body flew up like a ball kicked in the air, rolling in the air and spurting blood.

Then the entire fourth floor of the restaurant fell completely silent, and people lost their minds for a moment because of this domineering blow.

"Brother"

A girl's voice suddenly sounded after a moment of silence, and the petite Zuo Tiantian rushed towards the left wind, and her little face was already full of tears.

"Brother, brother, what's wrong with you, open your eyes and look at Tiantian. ”

Zuo Tiantian lay down beside Zuo Feng and shouted loudly to Zuo Feng, who was unconscious at this time.

Anya also secretly regretted at this time, she shouldn't have let the boy face these people alone. She just hoped that this cold-faced teenager could be taught a small lesson, but she didn't expect the other party to be able to kill him.

was about to step forward to comfort Zuo Tiantian for a few words, but saw Zuo Tiantian fall beside his brother after crying a few times. Anxiously stepped forward to check and found that Zuo Tiantian had just fainted due to excessive shock and sadness.

"Someone is here and carry the two of them back to the house. ”

The guilt in Anya's heart completely turned into worry and anxiety at this time, and she immediately ordered her subordinates.

Uncle Tian didn't wait for Anya to speak, he had already picked up Zuo Feng, who was covered in blood, and quickly jumped out of the window, jumping directly from the roof to the other roof. Left Wind was seriously injured, and he didn't know if he could save the boy, but as long as there was a glimmer of hope, he would do his best.

Anya looked at the back of Uncle Tian leaving, and suddenly she realized that she was afraid that Zuo Feng would die, which was something she had never done before.

"Miss, what should Mr. Wang and several of his subordinates do? ”

Seeing that Uncle Tian had left, several of his subordinates glanced at the injured and unconscious Chief Wang, and the two subordinates who were howling like pigs at the moment, and asked out loud.

"What does it matter to me whether they live or die, take Tiantian back home. ”

Several subordinates didn't dare to say much, picked up the unconscious Zuo Tiantian, followed Anya and quickly went downstairs to leave.

There is a very wide mansion in the center of Yancheng, and it goes without saying that this place is the city lord's mansion of Yancheng.

In a quiet room in the City Lord's Mansion, a seriously injured young man who was unconscious was lying quietly on the stone platform. This young man is naturally Zuo Feng, who was seriously injured by the chief manager of the king, and now Zuo Feng's eyes are tightly closed, and his face is as pale as paper.

Uncle Tian next to the stone platform looked at the seriously injured young man in front of him with a serious face, a white-haired old man with a stiff figure, who was checking Zuo Feng's injury with a solemn expression.

The slight footsteps behind him sounded, and Uncle Tian, who had a solemn expression, did not look back, and the person who had already heard it from the footsteps was the eldest lady Anya. He waved his hand lightly and made a gesture not to speak, and his eyes did not take off the left wind on the stone platform.

Anya cautiously came to the stone platform, although she didn't say anything, her remorse and self-reproach could already be seen from her expression.

The old man withdrew his dry palm, closed his eyes and muttered for a long time before slowly standing up.

Seeing that the other party's expression was so solemn, and he himself knew a little bit about medical skills, he sighed slightly and said.

"Elder Yan, what do you think of this young man's situation?"

Slowly shaking his head, the white-haired old man known as Yan Lao said slowly: "It can be seen that you have used pure spiritual power to protect his main meridians along the way, so that he can save his life here." Although I also took my special life-killing scatter for him in time, this little friend's injuries are too serious, and I am afraid that even if he saves his life, it will be difficult to recover as before. ”

Uncle Tian had already guessed his words, and at this moment, like Anya, he was extremely self-blaming, if he had reacted earlier, he would not have gotten to the current situation.

Anya said a little unwillingly: "Can't my father save him either?"

The old man who had inspected Zuo Feng's injuries before nodded slowly, and said, "The city lord does have some elixirs around him, but he is in retreat at the moment, and he has been instructed not to disturb him, and I can only temporarily hang this young man's life now." But ......"

"But what, Elder Yan, say it quickly. ”

The old man frowned and glanced at Zuo Feng on the stone platform, and said with some hesitation: "Even if the city lord can get out of the customs now, at most, he can only save this young man's life, but he can't restore him to his original state." How could the lord of the city waste that precious elixir for a wasted person? ”

Uncle Tian couldn't help but nod when he heard this, and Elder Yan's words were exactly what he was thinking at the moment.

"Hey, no matter what, hang this young man's life first, and wait for the city lord to get out of the customs before making a decision. ”

Uncle Tian said and pulled Anya and walked outside the house, although Anya was extremely reluctant, but there was no other way but to withdraw from the stone house with Uncle Tian and Yan Lao.

After a few people left the stone house, the stone door was also heavily closed, leaving only Zuo Feng, who was seriously injured and dying, in the stone house. I don't know how long it took, Zuo Feng's body moved slightly, to be precise, the clothes on Zuo Feng's chest trembled, and then a small beast with gray hair slowly poked its head out.

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