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The sound of the flute sounded like a talisman from Zuo Feng, sounding continuously in several directions in front of him, and the moment Zuo Feng heard the sound, he judged the enemy's position and understood the enemy's determination to seize him at all costs. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info|For every two people who watch romance, there is an account that has registered on the °.com. Sugar hua. For more up-to-date chapters, visit: ww.

At the beginning, in the place of 'chaos' and 'chaos', he 'fought' with the disciples under the puppet spirit 'gate' several times, and in the process, Zuo Feng was gradually able to understand some of the meaning of their flute sound. The current flute rhythm is very fast, it should be a reminder to gather here as soon as possible, and their goal is self-evident, which is the left wind that is now running wildly.

Left Wind suddenly galloped his horse again, hoping to rush through the blockade ahead before the enemy could finish closing his circle. However, just as the left wind continued to accelerate forward, the dense communication sound in front of it sounded again, and this flute was not very loud, but just 'communicated' with nearby companions.

But it was this small voice, but Zuo Feng heard it clearly, the other party had completely completed the encirclement, and it was impossible for him to calmly ride a horse and rush over.

Gritting his teeth fiercely, Left Wind reached out and slapped the horse's buttocks, hitting him where he had pierced with his fingers before. The old wound was hit, the horse neighed and accelerated forward again, but Zuo Feng whispered "Brother Ma is sorry", and quickly jumped off the horse.

Zuo Feng turned over and jumped into the small courtyard beside him without stopping, just now he let the horse under him suffer and escape, which can also play a role in temporarily 'confusing' and 'confusing' the enemy. Although the enemy will soon realize that it is just an empty horse with no riders, it will at least give Left Wind a moment of respite.

Zuo Feng knew that if he continued to ride his horse and break through hard, he and the horse would be surrounded and killed, although the possibility of being captured alive was greater, but it would be more painful than being killed directly. Zuo Feng and the puppet spirit 'gate' already had a dead knot that could not be untied, and after he cut off the puppet's hand and took the puppet spirit 'gate' of the town 'gate', there was no room for the grudge between them to turn around.

It was precisely because Zuo Feng understood this that when Puppet Rong appeared, he made up his mind to leave the new county town as soon as possible, and the mysterious "big boss" also gave a death order to get rid of a few people.

Zuo Feng obviously knew that the current situation was very critical, but his state of mind was as calm as water, as if the whole person was immersed in cold water. The wind and grass around him were not noticed, and the sound of the flute whispered in the distance did not fall at all. [To see the latest chapter of this book, please go to Sugar Hua.] He knew that the enemy's net had been laid out, and that the encirclement was still narrowing.

Zuo Feng had already judged all this by feeling and hearing the sound of the flute, but he did not move in the slightest, let alone show a trace of anxiety. The aura in the body was surging endlessly, and several injured knots were almost opened up at this time.

Suddenly, a neighing of horses sounded in the distance, and when Zuo Feng heard this sound, he suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a cold light in his eyes. Zuo Feng knew that the horse he was riding just now had been killed, and although he was not there, the people from the puppet spirit 'gate' did not let it go.

Zuo Feng sighed lowly, he knew that he was also very responsible for the death of this horse, but those wicked people who refused to let go of even innocent horses, Zuo Feng would definitely recover this blood debt from them.

His face was cold and silent, like an old monk who had settled down without joy or sorrow. But suddenly he stretched out his thumb, and his arm was slowly raised, and his thumb stood so abruptly in front of him, and he slowly raised it to a position where his eyes could be level.

The next moment, the finger moved, and gently pressed down towards the position of the shoulder, this movement seemed to be very slow, and the force between the fingers seemed to be very light. However, when the second finger is pressed under the armpit, it seems to be much faster, and then the thumb is quickly clicked down on the shoulder arm of the left wind.

As this movement accelerates, Zuofeng's index, middle, and ring fingers gradually join in, until the little finger is also involved, and Zuofeng's palms and fingers also beat quickly and rhythmically as if performing a dance.

This was the first time that Zuo Feng used the method of pressing the 'acupoints', to be precise, the first time he used the method of pressing the 'acupoints' that he learned from Amber. According to the method of 'acupoints', Zuo Feng just wanted to try at first, hoping to help him recover some of his injuries as soon as possible, so that he could have a certain ability to protect himself.

However, when Zuo Feng continued to have his fingers join in, and he gradually 'groped' to find out, according to the strength of the 'acupoint' and the rhythm of the meridian 'wave' to use the 'acupoint', he finally peeked into the 'door' path of pressing the 'acupoint' for the first time.

He was now barely able to even press the 'acupoint' to enter the 'door', but after such a series of movements, Zuo Feng's injured palm and arm began to recover gradually. Although there is still a slight pain in the muscles and bones, there is no major problem in the meridians.

This is undoubtedly a huge surprise for Zuo Feng, who not only understands some of the tricks and 'doors' of pressing the 'acupoints', but also can quickly treat and recover the body. The pain of muscles and bones was no longer too much of a problem for Zuo Feng, because his modified body was probably difficult to compare with ordinary brute beasts.

Zuo Feng slowly stood up, and then jumped onto the wall without hesitation, and the soles of his feet stepped out on the top of the wall, and his body rushed towards the position where the horse had just been killed.

Zuo Feng's pair of black 'colored' pupils looked really similar to the beast pattern at this time, as if they could be fused with the dark night sky. There was no madness on Zuo Feng's face, there was no decisive expression, there was just indifference and coldness.

As early as when Zuo Feng pressed the 'acupoint' to recover his body, he had already formulated a route to break through, and there were enemies in front and left and right directions, and there were several people behind him who were persevering in tracking, and Zuo Feng had no other choice but to continue forward.

Zuo Feng just said that he wanted to avenge the horses, not because he was angry for a while, but because of the breakthrough tactics he thought of in an instant. Since the enemy has already launched an encirclement, the original strength should be evenly distributed, but it should also be before the horse sitting on the left wind did not rush over.

When those people find that the horses are coming out of here and the left wind is not on it, they will know that this is a strategy of the left wind to divert the enemy. The enemy in this direction will think that the left wind must choose another direction to break through, and even if all the men are not diverted, the rest of the men will be negligent.

Zuo Feng understood this, so he calmly chose to break through in this direction. Zuo Feng said in a low voice while walking quickly: "How many enemies are in front of you, and in what directions, I am afraid it will be difficult for me to break through without your help." ”

Headwind didn't have half a sentence of nonsense, and immediately transmitted the voice to Zuo Feng's ears and said: "Three martial artists in the late stage of bone refining, one in the early stage of quenching muscles, and one in the middle stage of quenching muscles, come in this direction." Speed and nearby enemies are all consistent. There is another group of teams less than five feet away from each of them, and their strength is about the same level as this team. ”

Zuo Feng was a little relieved when he heard the headwind say this. If there is suddenly another martial artist in front of him who is in the late stage of tempering his muscles like Xiang Rong, and is close to the stage of feeling qi, then he may really need to choose to turn around and break through. At least the puppet Rong was still wounded, and the number of people over there was relatively smaller.

The left wind, which already has an understanding of the enemy, approaches forward at times of speed, and the distance between the two sides is rapidly closing. Until the headwind whispered: "Just in front of the side street, three people are underground, two people on the roof and the wall, quickly approaching this side." There are people in this city who can telepathize, so I can only find an opportunity to send you a message once in a while. ”

After getting the headwind body type, although Zuo Feng was secretly shocked in his heart, he still quickly turned around and hid in the "door" and "hole" of a mansion 'door'. His emaciated figure is hidden in the shadow of the 'door' and 'hole' and will not be noticed, the sound of breaking the wind is approaching quickly, and there is no need to be reminded by the headwind, he judged the enemy's position from the sound of several people breaking through the wind.

Three rays of cold light 'shot out' from the 'door' and 'hole' like meteors, and the three martial artists in the late stage of bone refining didn't react at all, and they were stabbed by the flying knife. At the moment when the flying knife was thrown, Zuo Feng had already flown onto the wall next to the 'door', his hand seemed to tremble slightly, and another cold light flew towards the martial artist in the early stage of quenching.

At the same time, Zuo Feng rushed towards the martial artist in the middle of the quenching period, although it was a martial artist in the middle stage of quenching, but its strength was only level four in the quenching stage. A martial artist of this strength, when he was in Yancheng, the worst would be the chief steward in the Commander's Mansion, and he used to be the existence that he looked up to.

Even Zuo Feng was surprised by what he was thinking in his heart now, 'A martial artist in the middle stage of tempering is only level four'. This may sound a bit unashamed, but in fact, it can be seen after the 'exchange' that Zuo Feng is not really arrogant.

The kick kicked by the fourth-level martial artist in the quenching period with all his strength, and collided with Zuo Feng's punch with all his strength, and he was able to fight the drum. But that's what the other party thinks, but Zuo Feng knows very well in his heart that he is actually much stronger than the other party, at least in the current situation, his own strength has not fully exploded.

The fourth-level martial artist in the tempering period collided with Zuo Feng and threw it like a back throw, and only then did he have a chance to pull out the long sword on his waist, and he saw Zuo Feng pounce again with his bare hands, and he swung his sword at Zuo Feng at the same time as he was secretly happy in his heart.

The expression on Zuo Feng's face did not change at all, as if he was about to touch the opponent's long sword with his palm, but in fact, the moment before he hit the long sword, a black 'colored' shadow suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand.

The sound of gold and iron colliding sounded, and Zuo Feng and the other party directly staggered by. Zuo Feng flew to the side without stopping after landing on the ground, picking up the flying knife he had thrown. The fourth-level martial artist in the tempering stage showed a stunned expression after landing on the ground, and after a while, a blood mark appeared on his neck, and then a large amount of blood spurted out like money.

Until the moment of death, he looked in disbelief at the long sword in his hand, which was his family heirloom.

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