The black shadow appeared in front of Zuo Feng in an instant, like ink lightning.

Zuo Feng, who was already sneering, was startled by the sudden appearance of the figure and subconsciously mobilized his spiritual energy to defend with all his strength. Just as Zuo Feng had just made a defensive posture, the powerful palm power also came.

A warrior at the level six of the Body Strong stage defeated a level eight of the Body Strong stage and a combined attack between two level seven of the Body Strong stage warriors. Looking at the entire Kunxuan Continent, it will be a rare existence. Moreover, only some super empires and ancient sects will occasionally cultivate one and a half of those prides of heaven.

As Zuo Feng, who created this impressive record, naturally developed a hint of pride. But just when his thinking was just born, a palm that was like a death-seeking person had arrived.

"Rat, dare you"

A shocking roar sounded almost at the same time. As the sound rang out, Uncle Tian, ​​dressed in white, jumped out of his seat and rushed towards him at high speed.

This was the last thing Zuo Feng heard in his ears, because the majestic spiritual power of the next moment attacked his arms along the other party's palm.

The sound of shattering bones shattered endlessly, and Zuo Feng's entire body was covered with scars from the sudden intrusion of spiritual energy. However, he himself did not notice that as the huge spiritual energy penetrated into his body, the strange bulge that had been silent for a long time suddenly fluctuated.

Like layers of water waves, it quickly spreads to the whole body, not only preventing the wanton destruction of the violent spiritual energy, but also quickly healing Zuo Feng's already broken body at this time.

The sound of a qi explosion was then slowly sounded like a muffled thunder on Zuo Feng's body as Zuo Feng flew out. The other party completely accumulated his strength in his palm and only sent it out with all his strength until now. Although he was protected by mysterious energy, Zuo Feng's cultivation was too low after all, and this palm almost took his life.

At this time, Zuo Feng's eyes, ears, mouth and nose were bleeding, his body was still trembling while flying, and his whole body kept making sounds like a burst of beans. This was the sound of spiritual power being wantonly destroyed in his body.

The body, which was hit hard, flew back several feet, crossed three tables before it began to fall, and then it hit hard on a large green iron wood table. The extremely solid green iron wood table was also smashed to pieces in an instant.

The person who took action was the short old man, General Manager Wang, who was in charge of the mansion in Zhang Yu. This man was very cunning and narrow-minded. When he saw that his three subordinates were injured and defeated one after another, he had made up his mind to not let the talented young man in front of him survive.

Zuo Feng had just made a clean and neat move. At this age, he had the strength of level 6 of the strong body stage. Those tactics and martial arts made him feel chilled. He was almost certain that if he gave this young man more than ten years, he would probably not be able to deal with the other party, so he had to get rid of the young man before he could be full of wings.

When he blew his palm with all his strength, he was almost certain that the young man 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 the spiritual energy he spit out seemed to be driven by the other party. This feeling was the first time he had encountered in the years he had been walking in the world.

But he was sure that even so, the invading spiritual energy was enough to make the other party die. But he, who was cautious by nature, did not want the other party to have a chance of survival.

He tried his best to catch up and make up for another blow, but an attack behind him that was more powerful than his previous palm had already attacked. He sighed secretly in his heart. He had guessed who the other party was. Among all the people present, only Uncle Tian had this strength.

But after he turned around, he found that Uncle Tian was coming to the air with his hair and beard and his anger had made the elegant old man look a little hideous. When he saw the other party's posture, he couldn't help but take a breath.

Uncle Tian's body jumped in the air, his arms stretched out and his palms slightly bent. One leg was poked forward, and the other leg was crossed like meditating.

"He Xiang kicks, you can't kill me, if you want to kill me, Commander Zhang Yu will not let you go."

At this time, General Manager Wang's expression finally changed drastically. This leg skill is Uncle Tian's famous skill. If he is kicked by the other party, even if he can survive, he will definitely be disabled for life. In the critical situation, he will be worried about his face and shouted hoarsely.

When he heard him mention Commander Zhang Yu, Uncle Tian subconsciously retracted 30% of the spiritual power on his legs. The two commanders in Yancheng play a check and balance role. Once he kills the other party with his heavy subordinates, it will not only break the balance of Yancheng, but may also cause other troubles to the city lord.

Although he took back some of the spiritual energy, this leg was still powerful and could even see the repeated spiritual energy surrounding it with his naked eyes. Unfortunately, Zuo Feng has now fallen into a coma and cannot see this scene. The spiritual energy is only available to the Qi Refining Warriors.

"boom"

A sound like thunder resounded throughout the restaurant, and even broke the noise on the street. The short Man Wang, the body was kicked up like a ball, flew up in the air, rolling in the air and constantly spewing out blood.

Then the fourth floor of the entire restaurant fell completely silent, and people were briefly lost because of this domineering blow.

"elder brother"

A girl's voice suddenly rang out after a moment of silence. The petite Zuo Tiantian rushed towards Zuo Feng, her little face covered with tears.

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

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

Anya also had a little regret at this time that she shouldn't have let the boy face these people alone. She just hoped that the boy with a cold face would be taught a little, but she did not expect that the other party could kill him.

Just as I was about to go up to comfort Zuo Tiantian, I saw Zuo Tiantian fall to his brother after crying a few times. I went forward anxiously to check and found that Zuo Tiantian fainted because of excessive fright and sadness.

"People come and carry them back home."

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

Before Anya could speak, Uncle Tian picked up Zuo Feng, who had already picked up blood, and jumped out of the window and jumped directly from the roof to another roof. Zuo Feng was extremely injured. 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 Uncle Tian's departure back, and suddenly she realized that she was afraid that Zuo Feng would die, which was something she had never seen before.

"Miss, what should I do with General Manager Wang and his men?"

Seeing that Uncle Tian had left, several subordinates looked at the injured and unconscious General Manager Wang, and the two subordinates who were howling like pigs at this moment, asked.

"What does it matter to me if they live or die? Take God back to the house."

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

There is a very large mansion in Yancheng, which is located in the center of Yancheng. It is hard to tell that this place is the lord's mansion of Yancheng.

In a quiet room in the city lord's mansion, a coma seriously injured boy was lying quietly on the stone platform. This boy was naturally Zuo Feng who was seriously injured by the General Manager Wang. Now Zuo Feng's eyes were tightly closed as if he was as pale as paper.

Uncle Tian next to the stone platform looked at the seriously injured boy in front of him with a serious expression. A hunched white-haired old man was checking Zuo Feng's injuries with a serious expression.

The slight footsteps behind him sounded, and Uncle Tian, ​​who had a solemn expression, had not turned back, and he could hear from the footsteps that the eldest lady Anya. He waved his hand gently to make a gesture of not speaking, but his eyes did not leave Zuo Feng on the stone platform.

Anya came to the stone platform carefully. Although she didn't say anything, her regret and self-blame could be seen from her expression.

The old man with a hunched body took back his dry palm, closed his eyes and pondered for a while before slowly standing up.

Uncle Tian saw that the other party's expression was so serious, and he was a little versatile in medical skills. He sighed slightly and said.

"Old Yan, how do you think about this boy's condition?"

He shook his head slowly, and the white-haired old man called Old Yan said slowly: "It can be seen that you used pure spiritual power to protect his main meridians along the way, so that he could save his life here. Although I also gave him my special fate dispersion in time, this young friend's injury was too serious, and I'm afraid that even if he saved his life, it would be difficult to recover as before."

Uncle Tian had already guessed his words, and he was very guilty of himself like Anya at this moment. If he could react earlier, he would not have found out the current situation.

Anya said unwillingly: "Can my father not save him?"

The old man who had previously observed Zuo Feng's injuries nodded slowly and said, "The City Lord does have some spiritual medicine around him, but he is in seclusion at this moment. He has told him not to disturb him. I can only temporarily hold the young man's life. But..."

"But what, Mr. Yan, please tell me quickly."

The old man frowned and looked at Zuo Feng on the stone platform, and said hesitantly: "Even if the city lord can come out of seclusion now, at most he will save the young man's life, but he will not be able to recover as he has ever been. How could the city lord waste that precious elixir for a useless person?"

Uncle Tian couldn't help but nodded when he heard this. Mr. Yan said exactly what he was thinking at the moment.

"Hey, no matter what, you will hold the young man's life first, and wait until the city lord comes out of seclusion before deciding."

Uncle Tian said that, then pulled Anya up and walked out of the house. Although Anya was extremely reluctant, she had no other choice but to leave the stone house with Uncle Tian and Old Yan.

After a few people left the stone house, the stone door was also closed heavily, leaving only Zuo Feng, who was seriously injured and dying in the stone house. After a while, Zuo Feng's body moved slightly. To be precise, the clothes on Zuo Feng's chest trembled, and then a gray-haired beast slowly poked out his head.

(End of this chapter)
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