The masked young man not only had no interest in Zuo Feng's questions, but seemed to be more hated by Zuo Feng. His speed was a little faster than before. This time, the masked young man was running faster as he ran. He stretched out his five fingers and clenched his other hand into a fist.

Zuo Feng's face became extremely ugly, "This young man with strong masks who was unable to get into the air and salt would not be willing to speak up a word of his question, but now he has used martial arts." He thought this with depression, but he became even more curious about the identity of this warrior. With the strength of the young man's body, if he had either had some special physiques, or had taken a large number of high-level medicines that transformed his body during the strengthening period.

But no matter how he did it, the strength of the young man in this mask is far beyond that of ordinary bone refining warriors. At the same time, the young man in this mask has extremely rich practical experience, and these are only learned through countless life-and-death battles. It is hard to imagine how such a warrior would have forgotten where he has seen it.

Almost twice in the blink of an eye, the young man in the mask rushed toward him. His palm stood up like a knife and slashed towards Zuo Feng's neck. Zuo Feng crossed his arms and barely clamped the knife that was slashed down. The young man in the mask was not surprised at all. He clenched his other hand into a fist, and his fist was swung out while twisting his feet.

Zuo Feng's pupils contracted slightly, and the power and spiritual energy contained in the fist were extremely terrifying. He almost compressed all the spiritual energy at the tip of his fist. After gritting his teeth, Zuo Feng flipped his hands and held the wrist that had stuck the palm knife before, and then jumped backwards.

The young man in mask never expected that Zuo Feng was so flexible. Without any defense, his body followed him forward and took several steps. At this time, one of the arm of the young man in mask was still dragged by Zuo Feng. Zuo Feng raised his foot and kicked him hard at the other party's elbow joint. If this kick was solid, he could guarantee that even if the young man in mask was tough, he would not be able to recover within a month.

Facing such a situation, the young man with masks could not see any panic in his eyes. Seeing Zuo Feng's kick aimed at his elbow joint, he did not pull his hand back, but instead poked his arm forward a little. Then Zuo Feng's ruthless kick kicked the opponent's arm, which made the opponent groan, but was too far from his goal.

Just now, Zuo Feng was aiming at the other party's elbow, but if the other party reacted, he would pull his hand back, so he would aim at the joint on the other party's wrist. However, the other party was obviously not worse than Zuo Feng in actual combat. Just when he was unable to send a message, he saw through Zuo Feng's intentions and did not pull his arm, which basically resolved Zuo Feng's tricky kick.

Although I felt a little regretful, I had to bite the bullet and continue fighting. This time, the young man in the mask became a little cautious, changing from the initial long fist and long legs that opened and closed to short fist and short legs, and he would keep his strength a little every time he punched.

The changes of the masked youth quickly worked. Zuo Feng's "Lianru Pushing Hand" and "Bone Removal Method" were useless at all. Both techniques were just developed by him, and it was OK to deal with ordinary or slightly higher-strength people, but when encountering a masked youth with rich practical experience and extremely strong body, it is difficult to gain a advantage.

The battle became more and more intense, but Zuo Feng gradually fell at a disadvantage. Every time Zuo Feng was hit by the opponent, he would be forced to take a few steps back, and the masked young man would take this opportunity to move forward a few steps. On the other hand, the masked young man was occasionally hit by Zuo Feng, and he stood there without step back, at most, his upper body was slightly shaking.

Soon Zuo Feng was forced into the corner of the hall by the young man on the mask. When Zuo Feng's back hit the wall, his heart also sank to the bottom of the valley. No one knew better than himself how terrible it was to face this beast-like guy in front of him when he could not dodge.

As if confirming Zuo Feng's guess, the young man in mask suddenly stopped all movements at this time. Although he did not launch an attack, his wrists slowly twisted. This movement was more like his wrists were a little sore under the continuous attack just now, and now he needs to move a little.

But Zuo Feng, who was so close, had another feeling, because the young man in mask was breathing a little heavier at this time, and his eyes that had been indifferent also flashed slightly. He knew that the other party would attack wildly below, but he did not dare to take advantage of this brief stop and escape.

Because the opponent's momentum continued to rise with the twist of his wrist, Zuo Feng and the young man in the mask seemed to have some connection at this moment, and only the two people present could clearly sense this connection. If Zuo Feng moved slightly at this time, the opponent would be pulled by the breath and launch a storm of attack.

So Zuo Feng did not dare to move at all, so he could only use this short time to restore his spiritual energy and physical strength. He mobilized almost all the spiritual energy in the sea and sent it to his arms. The opponent's next martial arts were obviously the two twisting fists. He could only hope to resist with the strength of his body, so that he might still have the possibility of getting back to his disadvantages.

Time passed slowly. At some point, the young man in mask suddenly let out a low roar. Although the roar was blocked by a mask, it still made Zuo Feng, who was not far away from the opposite side, feel a stinging pain in his ears. Then the opponent's fist came over. At first, Zuo Feng could barely remove the opponent's fist aside, but it soon became a hard turn.

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

The fist was getting faster and faster, and its strength was getting heavier. Later, the fist fell on Zuo Feng's forearm and body almost like a storm. Zuo Feng was still surprised how the other party could punch so intensively, but soon Zuo Feng could no longer think calmly.

Because he could no longer tell how many punches he had been hit. At first, he could clearly know where the other party punched each time, but now the pain in his body has continued. He felt his tightened arms and unprotected sides of his body, and at the same time, he turned violently.

At this time, if someone was watching, he would be surprised to find that the young man with his arms had almost disappeared at this time. He could only see a strong silver figure trembling constantly, and a thin young man on the opposite side was shaking like a sieve. His body was still slowly rising against the wall.

Zuo Feng actually rose from the ground with his feet rising from the ground when he was intensively hit by the opponent. However, Zuo Feng did not notice that the young man who was using his terrifying martial arts with all his might was now blood-red. At the same time, there were also blood beads of blood seeping out of his acupoints under the silver armor. Obviously, the price paid for using such powerful martial arts is really not small.

Just when Zuo Feng felt that his body seemed to be about to be torn into countless pieces, the young man in mask finally stopped attacking, and then Zuo Feng's thin body fell heavily to the ground.

"Puff...ah cough cough"

After stopping, the young man in the mask staggered back a few steps. A slight sound came from the mask, and then he coughed violently. When he slowly raised his head, he saw drops of blood sliding down under the mask. Obviously, the previous sound was made by his vomiting blood.

Looking at Zuo Feng who was crawling on the ground without knowing his life and death, the young man in the mask breathed a long sigh and then walked towards Zuo Feng. At this time, the gaze of the man in the mask was no longer the ferocity he had before, and was replaced by weakness and distraction.

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

But just as he was about to approach Zuo Feng, a crisp "click" sound came from Zuo Feng's wrist. Then a simple black and shiny arm guard fell down. The arm guard was not damaged by his full strength, and it also aroused the interest of the young man in mask at that time.

But when the arm guard just fell off to the ground, he vaguely felt a slight vibration on the ground.

‘Is it caused this arm guard?’ The young man in mask thought in confusion, but soon he suppressed the ridiculous idea. But the strange shape of the arm guard and the slot that he had never seen before aroused his interest. He wanted to pick up the arm guard after taking a few steps.

The black and shiny arm guard was cold at the beginning, but it didn't move at all. At this moment, the young man in mask widened his eyes in shock, but then he saw one end of the arm guard, a white palm was holding it. The young man in mask breathed a sigh of relief instinctively, and was amused by his thoughts just now.

‘How can there be such an exaggerated arm guard in the world? Even with such an arm guard, which fool would fight with people with such a heavy burden? It was ridiculous.’ Just as the young man in the mask smiled and shook his head with a little self-deprecating smile, Zuo Feng’s body moved again, and this time he just shook a few times and sat up directly.

This scene made the young man in masked stunned on the spot, not to mention such a thin boy at the first level of the bone refining stage. When he was in the county magistrate's mansion, a warrior at the fourth level of the bone refining stage was beaten to death by vomiting blood under his martial arts just now.

'This is impossible!' The masked young man had only this idea in his mind. Zuo Feng, who sat up, first glanced at the masked young man who was staring at him blankly, and then focused his attention on the unbuttoned "prison lock" in his hand.

Seeing that there was a bright red blood on this "prison lock", it was obviously left behind when I was injured and vomited blood just now. It seemed that I had some unexpected gains when I was seriously injured.

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

"I have finished the meal just now, and now it's your turn to try my craft, because my "seal" has been untied!"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!