The masked young man's question about Zuo Feng not only did not mean the slightest interest, but seemed to be more hostile to Zuo Feng. The speed was also a little faster than before, this time the masked young man was running more quickly, one hand with five fingers stretched out, and the other hand clenched into a fist.

Zuo Feng's face became extremely ugly, "This fierce masked young man who doesn't eat oil and salt refuses to spit out half a word of his question, and now he even uses martial arts. Thinking like this in my heart, I became more curious about the identity of this warrior. With the strength of the young man's body in this mask, if he either has some special physique himself, he has taken a large amount of high-level medicine powder to transform his body during the strong body period.

But no matter how he did it, the strength of the young man in this mask far exceeded that of ordinary bone refining stage martial artists. At the same time, this masked young man also has extremely rich combat experience, which can only be practiced in countless life-and-death battles, it is hard to imagine how such a martial artist could forget where he has seen it.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the masked youth had already rushed in front of him. The standing palm was like a knife and slashed fiercely towards Zuo Feng's neck, and Zuo Feng's arms crossed and barely caught the hand knife that was slashed by the oblique split. The masked youth was not surprised by this, and his other hand clenched into a fist, and the fist swirled and swung out as he stepped and twisted.

Zuo Feng's pupils contracted slightly, and the power and aura contained in that fist were extremely terrifying, and he almost compressed all the aura at the tip of the fist. Gritting his teeth slightly, Zuo Feng flipped and grabbed the wrist that was stuck in the palm knife before, and then jumped backwards with his body.

The masked young man didn't expect Zuo Feng to be so flexible, and his body followed him and grabbed a few steps forward. At this time, one of the masked youth's arms was still dragged by Zuo Feng, who raised his foot and kicked the opponent's elbow joint. If this kick is solid, he dares to guarantee that even if this masked young man is physically tough, he will not be able to recover within a month.

The masked young man was faced with such a situation, but there was no trace of panic in his eyes. Seeing that Zuo Feng's foot was aimed at his elbow joint, he didn't pull his hand back, but leaned his arm forward again. Then Zuo Feng's fierce kick kicked the opponent's big arm, although it also made the opponent snort, but this was too far from his goal.

Just now, the left wind was aiming at the opponent's elbow, and if the opponent reacts, he will withdraw his hand, so that he will aim at the opponent's wrist and the foot at the joint. But the other party is obviously no worse than Zuo Feng in actual combat, and at this moment, he actually saw through Zuo Feng's intentions, and the arm that was caught was not pumped and sent, and this time it basically resolved Zuo Feng's tricky kick.

Although I felt some regret in my heart, I had to keep fighting hard. The masked youth became a little more cautious this time, changing from the long fists and long legs that opened and closed at the beginning to short punches and short legs, and every time he punched, he would leave a little strength.

This change in the masked youth quickly took effect, and Zuo Feng's "Lian Rou Pusher" and "Bone Removal Method" were not useful at all. These two techniques were just developed by him, and it was okay to deal with ordinary or slightly higher than his own strength, but it was difficult to take advantage of a martial artist like the Mask Youth, who had rich experience in actual combat and was extremely strong.

The fighting became more and more intense, but the left wind gradually fell to the downwind. Zuo Feng would be forced to take a few steps back every time he was hit by an opponent, and the masked youth would take advantage of the opportunity to take a few steps forward. On the other hand, after the masked young man was occasionally hit by the left wind, he actually stood in place without retreating, at most his upper body shook slightly.

Soon Zuo Feng was forced into the corner of the hall by the masked youth, and when Zuo Feng's back hit the wall, his heart sank to the bottom at the same time. No one knew better than himself what it was to be frightening to face this beast-like creature in front of him without being able to dodge.

As if to confirm Zuo Feng's guess, the masked young man suddenly stopped all movements at this moment. Although he didn't attack, his two wrists slowly twisted, and this action was more like his wrists were a little sore under the continuous attack just now, and now he needed to move a little.

But Zuo Feng, who was close at hand, had a different feeling, because the masked young man's breath was a little heavier at this time, and at the same time, his eyes, which had been indifferent, also flashed with a slight essence. He knew that there would be a frantic attack from the other side, but he didn't dare to take advantage of the brief pause to escape.

Because the momentum of the other party continued to rise with the twist of his wrist, Zuo Feng and the masked youth at this moment seemed to have some kind of connection, and this connection could only be clearly sensed by the two people present. If the left wind moves his body slightly at this time, the opponent will be pulled by the breath, and he will launch an overwhelming attack.

Therefore, Zuo Feng did not dare to move a single bit, and could only use this short gap to try to recover his aura and physical strength. He mobilized almost all the aura in Nahai and sent it to his arms. The opponent's next martial arts are obviously those two fists that are writhing, and he can only hope that he can resist with the strength of his body, so that he may still have the possibility of recovering the disadvantage.

Time passed slowly, and at one point, the masked young man suddenly let out a low roar. Although this roar was covered by a mask, it still made Zuo Feng, who was not far away, feel a tingling in his ears. Then the opponent's fist came over, and at first Zuo Feng could barely unload the opponent's fist power to the side, but it quickly turned into a hard one.

"Bang...... Bang bang...... Bang bang bang"

The speed of the fist became faster and stronger, and the strength became heavier and heavier, until the fist landed almost like a storm on the forearm and body of the left wind. Zuo Feng was still surprised how the other party could punch so intensively, but soon Zuo Feng could no longer think calmly.

Because he couldn't tell how many punches he had received at the moment, at first he could clearly know where each punch was, but now the pain in his body has become continuous. He felt his arms tighten and his unprotected sides turned into sharp pain.

And at this time, if someone was watching next to him, he would be surprised to find that the masked youth's arms had almost disappeared at this time. I could only see a strong silver figure trembling constantly, and a thin young man on the opposite side was trembling like chaff, and his body was still slowly rising against the wall.

Zuo Feng was unexpectedly hit by the opponent's dense and continuous blows, and his feet rose off the ground. But Zuo Feng didn't realize that the masked young man who was using his terrifying martial arts with all his might was now blood-red, and at the same time, there were traces of blood oozing out of his body wrapped in silver armor, and it was obvious that the price paid for using such a powerful martial art was really not small.

Just when Zuo Feng felt as if his body was about to be torn into countless pieces, the masked young man finally stopped attacking, and then Zuo Feng's thin body slammed into the ground.

"Poof...... Ahem"

The masked youth staggered back a few steps as he stopped, a slight noise coming from within the mask, and then he coughed violently. As he slowly raised his head, he saw drops of blood sliding down from under the mask, apparently from the previous sound caused by his vomiting of blood.

Looking at Zuo Feng, who was crawling on the ground and didn't know whether he was alive or dead, the masked young man let out a long breath, and then walked towards Zuo Feng. At this time, in the eyes of the masked man, there was no longer the fierceness of the previous one, replaced by weakness and distraction.

Suddenly, Zuo Feng, who was crawling on the ground, moved slightly, and then wanted to get up, but suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground again. Seeing Zuo Feng struggling to stand up, the eyes of the young man in the mask were full of shock, and he was relieved when he saw Zuo Feng vomiting blood and falling to the ground again.

But just as he was about to approach Zuo Feng, there was a crisp "click" sound at Zuo Feng's wrist. Immediately after that, a simple black and shiny arm guard fell, and this arm guard was undamaged under his full force, which also aroused the interest of the masked youth at that time.

But when the arm guard had just fallen off and fell to the ground, he vaguely felt that there seemed to be a slight vibration coming from the ground.

'Could it be the armguard?' thought to the masked young man in his mind, but he quickly suppressed the ridiculous thought. But the strange shape of the armguards and the never-before-seen card slots still piqued his interest, and he wanted to pick up the armguards a few steps ahead.

The black and shiny arm guards were cold at the hand, and they grabbed it hard but didn't move. At this moment, the masked youth's eyes widened in shock, but then he saw one end of the armguard, and a white palm was grasping it. The masked youth instinctively let out a long sigh of relief, and at the same time amused at what he had just thought.

'How can there be such an exaggerated weight of arm guards in the world, and even if there are such arm guards, what fool would wear such a heavy burden to fight with people, it is simply ridiculous. Just as the masked young man shook his head with a somewhat self-deprecating smile, Zuo Feng's body moved again, and this time he only shook a few times before sitting up directly.

This scene made the masked young man completely stunned on the spot, let alone such a thin young man at the level of the bone refining stage. When he was in the county guard mansion before, a fourth-level martial artist in the bone refining period was directly beaten to vomit blood and died under the martial art he had just had.

'This can't be!' The masked young man had only one thought in his mind, and he sat up on the left side of his body, first glanced at the masked young man who was staring at him blankly, and then completely focused on the "prison lock" that had been unlocked in his hand.

Look at this "prison lock" There is still a red blood stain on it, obviously left by when he was injured and vomited blood just now, it seems that he has just been seriously injured, and there are some unexpected gains.

Zuo Feng put the "prison lock" aside with a smile, then stood up with a smile and said lightly.

"I've finished the meal just now, and now it's your turn to taste my craft, because my "seal" has been broken!"

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