"Bell"

The loud sound like Hong Zhong Dalu shook the four fields, and Zuo Feng's ear drums almost lost their hearing in this loud noise.v.om such an amazing collision made both the warrior surnamed Wang and Zuo Feng feel extremely shocked, and this collision Zuo Feng clearly saw it in his eyes.

The gray-black iron fist of the corpse puppet and the prison lock on Zuo Feng's arm collided without any tricks, and almost at the moment of collision, both of them trembled as if they had been electrocuted. Zuo Feng was better, but his entire arm was directly bounced high, while the corpse puppet was violently shaken backwards a few steps, and even the arm that punched was weirdly twisted backwards.

Zuo Feng hadn't noticed that the skin of this corpse puppet was very similar to the prison lock he was wearing, and Zuo Feng guessed that there should be some connection between the two, but with Zuo Feng's current refining level, he still couldn't tell what materials they were made of.

The martial artist surnamed Wang also had a dull expression for a moment, but then he stared at the prison lock on Zuo Feng's arm with burning eyes, and said excitedly and loudly: "There are still some high-quality goods on the kid, where did you get this arm guard from." If you are honest and clear, I may consider leaving you a whole corpse. ”

Where would Zuo Feng talk nonsense with him, and after stabilizing his body, he immediately launched an attack on the martial artist surnamed Wang. Zuo Feng knew that now was not the time to care about other times at all, as long as he could kill the martial artist surnamed Wang in front of him, then this corpse puppet would have a lot of time to study it carefully.

Zuo Feng's strategy for dealing with the warrior surnamed Wang is the same as Xiao Wu's, but the difference is that Zuo Feng's cultivation is relatively weak, but the state of the warrior surnamed Wang at this time is not at its peak. Seeing that Zuo Feng was attacking him again, the long sword of the warrior surnamed Wang swung away and swept towards Zuo Feng. The length of this sword was a little strange, and he could see that Zuo Feng had no other weapons on his body except for the armguards, and he obviously intended to bully Zuo Feng.

Deliberately avoiding the arm guard of his right hand, the long sword slashed diagonally from left to right, and if it was swept by this sword, the left wind would immediately be split in two. But just as the long sword was about to slash to Zuo Feng's crotch, a sudden black dagger appeared in Zuo Feng's left hand, just to resist the sword.

Zuo Feng seemed to have expected that the warrior surnamed Wang would have such a despicable move, and at the moment when he resisted the long sword, his right foot was aimed at the Nahai place in his lower abdomen and kicked out.

"Bang"

After a muffled sound, the two of them stepped back at the same time, and the expressions on their faces were not very good. The warrior surnamed Wang was because Zuo Feng suddenly made this dagger, so that his sword was useless. Although the cruel kick was barely resisted by himself, it also immediately caused an injury on the shoulder, and the shoulder, which had already stopped bleeding, was immediately soaked with blood.

And Zuo Feng's face was also ugly, that kick was full of spiritual power, although he didn't use any martial arts, but according to his previous estimate, the martial artist surnamed Wang should not be able to resist it at all. However, the warrior surnamed Wang still used his arm against the kick, and it seemed that although the injury on his shoulder had not improved, his spiritual power was faster than Zuo Feng imagined.

How can such a situation not make Zuo Feng's heart anxious, as long as the spiritual power of the martial artist surnamed Wang recovers half, he will definitely have the strength to kill himself. What still comforts Zuo Feng a little in front of him is that the corpse puppet has stopped moving for half a minute since the last fight, and it seems that the recovery of spiritual power is much slower than the recovery of spiritual power.

At this time, Zuo Feng had already become a tiger, and there was no other way but to attack desperately, trying to make the warrior surnamed Wang have no chance to recover his spiritual power. However, the battle is still a little unfavorable for Zuo Feng, although the warrior surnamed Wang has injuries on his body, but this person is tall and has long arms, plus the long sword that is one size bigger, so it is very difficult for Zuo Feng to deal with it.

The warrior surnamed Wang didn't expect Zuo Feng to have such combat power at first, and he fell into passivity for a while, but in the blink of an eye, he slowly regained the initiative. The combat experience of the martial artists in the tempering period is always much richer than that of Zuo Feng, a young man at the fifth level of the bone refining stage, and the use of moves is even more clever and treacherous.

At this time, Zuo Feng had no other way, and after secretly gritting his teeth, he held the dagger in his left hand and pressed it on his right arm, and the prison lock disappeared as soon as his mind moved. Although Zuo Feng didn't want to reveal the fact that he had Najing, he couldn't think of a better way to deal with the enemy at the moment, so he could only put away the prison lock first, so that he could get rid of the shackles and let his strength skyrocket.

The warrior surnamed Wang was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes showed greed, and he said with a smile: "I can't see that the little guy still has so many good things, and even has something like Chu Jing, it seems that today is destined to be my bumper harvest day, and these things of yours will belong to me." ”

Before his excited words fell, Zuo Feng's figure in front of him quickly blurred, and Zuo Feng was divided into three and turned into three figures. Ignoring the words of the warrior surnamed Wang, he rushed directly towards him. After removing the prison lock, Zuo Feng has increased his speed, strength, and spiritual power by more than one notch, and the technique of activating the clone is completed in the blink of an eye.

The warrior surnamed Wang stared, and the excitement on his face disappeared, and it was only at this time that he began to pay attention to Zuo Feng. is not only the combat effectiveness that Zuo Feng showed at this time, but also because of Zuo Feng's various eye-catching treasures that keep appearing, it is impossible for such a teenager to have no background. Now he not only wants to swallow Zuofeng's things, but he also doesn't dare to leave Zuofeng's mouth alive.

If the young man in front of him escapes and provokes a super force, I'm afraid that the door master won't be able to protect himself at that time. The warrior surnamed Wang made up his mind, and the long sword's moves immediately unfolded, rushing towards the left wind in front of him. At this time, the warrior surnamed Wang had already made up his mind, and he unreservedly displayed a strong martial art, and the aura on the long sword was tumbling, and he could feel the pain of his skin as if he wanted to be torn a few inches away.

Although the warrior surnamed Wang also had the heart to kill Zuo Feng before, he would only kill Zuo Feng after he captured Zuo Feng first and forced out what he wanted to know from his mouth. But seeing the little ghost in front of him, all kinds of strange things appeared frequently, the arm guard on his hand was similar to his corpse puppet material, and there was a storage crystal on his body, which was something he had dreamed of for a long time.

If you let yourself get that storage crystal, the corpse puppet can be carried on your body unconsciously in the future, and if you suddenly release it when you fight someone, it will inevitably make the opponent unable to react. Although the martial artist surnamed Wang didn't know the quality of Zuo Feng's storage device, he was able to put such a thick arm guard in casually, and he also guessed that the quality of the storage crystal should not be low.

There are many disciples of the Puppet Spirit Sect in this large area, and even if Zuo Feng runs away from here, as long as he sends out a signal, he will definitely be able to mobilize a large number of people to arrest him. But in that case, it would be difficult for him to quietly swallow the things on this young man's body, and almost all the treasures obtained in the door were now selected by Ren Gongzi's puppet first.

Thinking of these reasons, this warrior surnamed Wang also had a hint of hideous meaning on his face, trying to kill Zuo Feng here without alarming others. And this kind of thinking actually fell into Zuo Feng's arms, because what Zuo Feng is most afraid of now is that this warrior surnamed Wang is angry and angry, and he calls his companions to come and kill him regardless of his face.

The long sword of the warrior surnamed Wang drew several strange arcs, and the sword light also lingered in front of him for a long time. At this time, Zuo Feng had already conjured up three figures, and the method he used was naturally the method of the afterimage of the wine fist that he learned from Ding Hao. However, in the next moment, Zuo Feng's three figures gradually blurred, and then suddenly dissipated in front of the warrior surnamed Wang.

"Ding, ding. ”

Three crisp metal collision sounds sounded in front of the warrior surnamed Wang, and when the last body was affected, Zuo Feng's figure gradually appeared in front of him. At this time, both of them looked at each other in shock, the martial artist surnamed Wang couldn't believe that his martial arts would be cracked, and in such a weird way. The several sword lights that had lingered in front of him before had long since disappeared.

Zuo Feng's shock was no less than that of the other party, and in the short time when he was found to get up, he had already cautiously taken the spirit liquid into his mouth, and it was not until the warrior surnamed Wang was talking to him that Zuo Feng swallowed the spirit liquid into his stomach. Zuo Feng used the clone instant killing technique before.

After the little beast Buckwind sensed that Zuo Feng had swallowed the Resurrection Spirit, he already knew that Zuo Feng was going to perform the clone instant killing method, so he had been releasing the beast energy from the beginning of his move. Zuo Feng didn't use it at first, and he also wanted to use this self-created martial art as a killer weapon.

When Zuo Feng found that the martial artist surnamed Wang had recovered his spiritual power faster than he had estimated, Zuo Feng knew that such a grappling would only be more unfavorable to himself, so he decisively used the clone instant killing method. But he didn't expect the other party to also use martial arts at this time, and the sword light seemed to be like a real sword in front of him.

Zuo Feng has never seen such a martial art, but looking at its power, it is certain that it must be a high-level existence. Combining the spiritual power with the sword itself, and temporarily releasing the spiritual power in the form of a sword's physical form, this is almost something that only a martial artist in the Qi refining period can do, but now the martial artist in front of him has just entered the tempering period.

Zuo Feng's eyes flickered slightly, and he didn't dare to give the other party any time to breathe, even if he collided three times in a row just now, his palms were a little numb. Although it seems that the other two are remnants, in fact, when Zuo Feng uses his clone to kill instantly, all three figures have the ability to attack, and no matter which of the three figures is attacked, Zuo Feng himself will be injured.

Therefore, the three collisions also made Zuo Feng equal to fighting with the other party three times. Zuo Feng's side is a collision on the **, the martial arts surnamed Wang are cracked, and the loss is spiritual power, but the most precious thing for the martial artist surnamed Wang is spiritual power, so it seems that Zuo Feng has taken advantage of it a little.

The two stared at each other with flickering eyes, Zuo Feng kept twisting his numb wrist, and the warrior surnamed Wang seized the time to breathe back. In the next moment, a sharp mang flashed in the eyes of the two of them at the same time, and they all spread their bodies and rushed towards the person opposite.