Chapter 843: Burning Traces

The white-faced youth had already made a desperate bet at this time. Facing the threat of death, they no longer had any delusion.

The reason why they chose to take risks before was that they were more numerous and stronger than the opponent. But after the battle, they realized how ridiculous their original idea was.

Originally, the world of warriors was based on cultivation and strength, but what is real strength? Obviously, the level of cultivation is not the main method of judgment, so strength is simply combat power. No matter what my cultivation is, no matter what means I use, even with the convenience of poison and weapons, as long as I can defeat my opponent, I am strong.

The Jiangbei Gang has always been famous for its ruthlessness. All kinds of battles are known for killing the target without leaving any chickens or dogs, and the means are cruel. Such a bad reputation makes them often take the lead when fighting with opponents of equal strength, but all this is not useful for Zuo Feng.

At the moment, not only can they not shock the opponent, but Zuo Feng's straightforward and ruthless attack completely shocked the opponent. Now, let alone fighting, they only had the thought of escaping.

Among the three people, only the white-faced man was not injured, but he was more afraid than the injured companion. Because he felt that Zuo Feng wanted to kill him, it was just a matter of raising his hand, and he didn't do it just now, which was a kind of teasing.

However, he didn't know that Zuo Feng was not in a hurry to do it, but the excitement of this kind of battle made him feel very happy, and he didn't want to get rid of him so easily.

The two of them fully exerted the speed they could use. Seeing that the edge of the mountain was in sight, they could reach the edge of the mountain in a few steps. The two of them even raised their breath and prepared to jump out. The battle in the valley below was still going on, but there were four heads of the Jiangbei Gang below, and there were many good players. They felt that the hope of life was in front of them.

The next moment, a figure slowly emerged in front of them, and finally condensed into a teenager. They felt that the flame of hope had just been ignited, and it was extinguished by a person.

The two did not hesitate this time, because this was their last ray of hope, and they would not miss this opportunity no matter what. No matter how scared they were, they would not just sit there and wait for death. Both of them tried their best at this moment.

The white-faced man opened his long sword again, and the sword force was several times sharper than the last time. The momentum of going forward without turning back was not artificial. Because he was between life and death at this moment, if he couldn't get through, he would have no choice but to die. Even he himself didn't expect that at this moment, his sword moves would have made a breakthrough.

If the situation was not critical, he might cheer loudly for his sword, but he was in a bad mood in his current situation. The other warrior was in a much more embarrassing situation. His right hand, which he used to use, was torn, and he could only use his unaccustomed left hand to hold the long sword to attack, and the long sword attack could not even exert half of his usual level.

When the white-faced man's long sword attacked, Zuo Feng's eyes narrowed slightly. He saw that this sword contained all the willpower of this person, and even he had to take it seriously at the moment.

Zuo Feng did not dare to slack off. The giant sword in his hand was like a feather without any weight. He swept it diagonally and took down the warrior holding the long sword.

"Clang"

The two weapons collided without any tricks. The long sword in the warrior's hand was directly knocked out and disintegrated in the air. Without even a glance, the warrior with a look of despair flew backwards because he could not withstand such a powerful attack. He focused all his attention on the white-faced man's long sword.

The giant sword had just been swung over, and there was no time to stop the momentum. Zuo Feng simply threw the giant sword out. The white-faced man did not show any joy when the long sword came to him. Although the terrifying giant sword was gone, he knew that there was a mysterious wrist guard in the sleeve of the young man in front of him, and the wrist guard was also very solid.

Zuo Feng also stretched out his hand without hesitation and hit the long sword directly.

"Ding ding, dang dang dang"

A series of metal collision sounds rang out one after another. The attack of the long sword was indeed much sharper than before, and it also contained a trace of soft power.

Zuo Feng felt that after each collision between the prison chain and the long sword, it became heavier than before. The prison chain, which was already extremely heavy, has now become more than twice as heavy as before. If it weren't for Zuo Feng's own great strength, an ordinary warrior in the early stage of muscle hardening would probably not even be able to lift his hand.

Zuo Feng's wrist was affected by this huge force, and his movements became less flexible. The white-faced man seemed to see hope. The long sword changed its moves again and came towards Zuo Feng fiercely. This time it seemed that he was going to kill Zuo Feng with all his strength.

But Zuo Feng was not panicked at all. Instead, he smiled slightly with the corner of his mouth. Because although the sword moves on this long sword have the intention to kill, there is no killing intention. The white-faced man launched this move to force Zuo Feng back, so as to create conditions for his escape.

How could such a trick be hidden from Zuo Feng's keen perception? Zuo Feng took advantage of the situation and dodged to the side. Sure enough, the white-faced man reacted. The sword move that was originally attacking without return suddenly turned from attack to defense. At this moment, the sword force returned to his side and protected his body in the sword net.

His body also rushed out and rushed towards the mountain. He knew in his heart that he had tried his best just to get such an opportunity. If he didn't rush forward now, he would never leave the top of the mountain again.

He no longer cared about anything at this time, such as giant swords and short spears, wrist guards and storage devices, these were no longer important compared to his own life.

But the moment his feet were almost towards the edge of the mountain, a strong wind suddenly appeared around him. The momentum carried by this strong wind was so strong that he felt a numbness in his scalp as soon as he discovered it.

But he was very puzzled. If the other party forced his way into his sword net, the only one who would be injured would be the other party, and he might even lose his life. This person looked extremely calm and was definitely not a random person.

Without any chance to hesitate, the long sword's counterattack immediately slashed in the direction of the opponent's strong wind. But when he saw that it was an arm that was attacked, his whole scalp was numb, and he had too many confusions in his heart.

The martial skill he just used made the opponent's weapon extremely heavy. Although the attack power is not too strong, it will be very effective in terms of assistance. In the previous fight, the young man was obviously unable to use it. He was restrained by this heavy power. How could he launch such a vicious blow again at this critical moment?

While he was puzzled, the long sword also exerted enough power to chop off the arm. What he was holding now was the last hope, that is, the opponent would launch a desperate attack. If he could not use his heavy wrist flexibly, he could directly cut off the opponent's arm. Cut off.

But just before the long sword collided with the prison lock, Zuo Feng's arm flexibly retracted a few inches, just enough for the prison lock and the opponent's long sword to collide.

There was a bit of a tooth-wrenching metal collision, and then the prison lock hit the long sword heavily. The long sword couldn't bear such a heavy weight at all, and it quickly twisted and deformed, and finally hit the long sword together. on the other person's body.

Immediately afterwards, the body began to twist and deform, the sound of bone cracking continued, and the white-faced man's face instantly turned blood red. When he flew backwards, his internal organs were shattered and spewed out of his mouth.

He thought that his martial arts skills were successful, but he didn't know that Zuo Feng had studied a soft boxing method in his early years. That technique was originally acquired in the Spin Tower and was originally thought to be a very useless technique. However, because the prison lock was on him at the time, Zuo Feng instead thought of using the uncontrollable weight of the prison lock to launch a sharper attack.

This is a higher level of mastery of power. Ordinary people may not care about this technique at all, and may even think that it is useless. But Zuo Feng had the Prison Lock, and he also used the Prison Lock to make full use of this technique.

When the white-faced man flew backwards, another young man also just stood up. He felt that he had no hope of survival at this time. One by one, his companions were killed by the evil-looking young man in front of him, and his hands were completely destroyed. But at this moment, he saw the situation on another battlefield with his peripheral vision.

Amber seemed to have completely adapted to fighting with these two short spears, so she had no time to deal with the two people in front of her. As the short spears flew around, the two opponents were easily killed by it.

At this time, the remaining person on the top of the mountain felt infinitely shocked. It's not that there are no warriors who can leapfrog and kill, but there are not that many such warriors who can leapfrog and kill several enemies who are higher than themselves. In other words, only some big families can cultivate them.

But the two people in front of them are not very old, but they have extraordinary strength, and their attacks are clean and neat without any sloppiness. It is usually difficult to meet such a person, but to meet two of them at once, my luck has probably reached its limit.

Zuo Feng raised his head and glanced at Amber, who also smiled slightly and walked towards the only warrior. At this time, the warrior had lost all thoughts of resistance. The amber spear flashed past, and the warrior fell to the ground with a bloody hole in his throat.

"What's next for us? It seems we can't stay here for long. It's better to leave here as soon as possible while those people are still fighting to the death."

After killing these people, Amber didn't look at them again, but asked. Zuo Feng looked towards the entrance of the valley, shook his head, took out the flame crystal and ignited it with spiritual power, then threw it at several corpses, burning all traces here.