Chapter 953 Zuo Feng's flaws

Hu San's words of resistance at the beginning echoed in my ears again. Now recalling it, there seemed to be something else in Hu San's eyes when he looked at me.

At that time, the bald man didn't know what it was, but now he suddenly understood that it was a faint pity and a hint of sarcasm. He had already predicted what the result of his action this time would be, and he probably also predicted how he would end up like this.

If he had guessed the result at the beginning, it means that he had given himself the poison Yingfengke, and he had already guessed that the other party could detoxify. But even so, he still gave the antidote to me, and didn't say much except that he didn't want me to chase him.

If you think about it carefully, Hu San deliberately mentioned that the eldest and the fourth would come over, and he also meant to provoke me to act alone. After thinking about this, the bald man's hatred for Hu San even exceeded that of the two juniors in front of him. Although there was no evidence, he was sure that Hu San asked him to die.

The bald man's thoughts were somewhat taken for granted, because Hu San didn't expect that he could catch up with the two juniors. However, if they met by accident, Hu San would not let the bald man kill the two people, at least he had other plans in mind.

If the bald man had not fallen into this situation, he would not understand Hu San's calculations, then he would at most return empty-handed and be laughed at by the eldest and the fourth. If he fell into this situation, Hu San's idea would be realized, the bald man would die, and the two juniors would survive.

The bald man couldn't figure out why Hu San did this, but based on his incomplete understanding of Hu San, this should be Hu San's calculation.

"Hehe" a laugh came from the bald man's mouth, and there was a hint of cruelty and madness in the laugh.

"Boy, you are too confident. Do you think I really can't kill you? I admit that you are strong and have amazing fighting power, but I, the vulture, will definitely defeat you today, and there are things waiting for me to complete."

When speaking, the bald vulture was surrounded by a strong murderous intent. This murderous intent was not entirely because of Zuo Feng, and Hu San also made his murderous intent soar.

Zuo Feng narrowed his eyes slightly. It was not the first time that he had fought with this bald man, but it was not until this moment that Zuo Feng seemed to feel his true strength. The bald man had always looked down on him, but he had also looked down on him.

This type of warrior is actually somewhat similar to Zuo Feng. Sometimes he will be affected by emotions and even exert combat power far beyond his usual level. In fact, Zuo Feng will also be affected by emotions, but Zuo Feng rarely falls into madness and completely loses his composure, except for the time when he was in the Zhang Yu Commander's Mansion in Yancheng.

The bald man was surrounded by murderous intent, and his spiritual energy was also surging around him. I believe that if he reaches the Qi Refining Stage, his spiritual energy will instantly flow out of his body.

Zuo Feng's eyes turned slightly cold, and the next moment he stretched out his fingers and quickly tapped several important points on his body.

The bald man ignored Zuo Feng's actions and directly swung the spear in his hand and rushed over. Instead, Yao Qiu, who was standing behind Zuo Feng, focused his eyes slightly and subconsciously said: "Spirit Source Finger".

But when Zuo Feng moved his fingers to the end, Yao Qiu suddenly frowned and said to himself: "No, this fingering is even more complicated than the 'Spirit Source Finger'. What's going on?"

The bald man had already rushed over, but Zuo Feng's fingering had not yet ended. With a frown, Zuo Feng stepped back, and the speed of his fingering was also increasing. During his fingering, Zuo Feng's aura was also rapidly improving, and he gradually stabilized when he reached the fourth level, fifth level, and finally the peak of the fifth level.

The bald man didn't care how much Zuo Feng's cultivation had improved. The long spear was waving like a windmill. It was at this time that Zuo Feng retracted his fingers, and the sawtooth battle blade was lifted up fiercely, smashing towards the attacking long spear.

"Clang, boom."

As the weapons of both sides collided, the sharp sound that made people's teeth ache spread far away. At the same time, a powerful impact, accompanied by a low explosion, carried the impact of a spiritual collision and spread to the surroundings.

The bald man took a small step back, but Zuo Feng staggered back three steps before he could stabilize his body. There was still a certain gap between the two sides, but it was not too big.

With a slightly focused look in his eyes, Zuo Feng suddenly took another step back, and then rushed out. Zuo Feng did not flinch. This time, the sawtooth battle blade was swinging, and it was surrounded by fire. A strong breath of fire came with a wave of heat, attacking the bald man.

The bald man was slightly stunned and had to switch from attack to defense, but he also fought with Zuo Feng without any tricks. The collision produced another wave of spiritual power, but this time the wave carried a scorching breath, which made Yao Qiu, who was watching the battle, feel a burning pain on his face.

The bald man looked even more embarrassed. Although it was only a moment, his face was burned red by the flames that came instantly, and his hair curled up because of the high temperature. Although the clothes on his chest did not catch fire, they also turned burnt yellow.

The two of them were both fighting with power. The bald man attacked first, and then Zuo Feng quickly counterattacked. They fought back and forth. In a blink of an eye, the two of them collided six or seven times. Although the bald man had a higher cultivation level, he was not stronger than Zuo Feng in terms of strength. In addition, Zuo Feng used the power of fire, so neither side gained an advantage.

After the seventh collision, the bald man retreated backwards and quickly distanced himself. It seemed that he did not give Zuo Feng a chance to attack, but Zuo Feng keenly noticed that the opponent's breath had changed slightly.

Then the bald man's spear shook violently, and it trembled rapidly as if it was alive. As the spear trembled, a trace of spiritual power quickly spread throughout the spear. Then the spear made a strange movement of picking and pressing in the void, as if it was drawing with a huge pen.

These movements seemed strange and difficult to understand, but for Zuo Feng, his heart tightened. This time was different from the last time he poisoned. The bald man's action was obviously to perform a martial art, and the strength of this martial art should not be underestimated.

Seeing the opponent's martial arts, Zuo Feng couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He had discovered his own flaws for a while, which was a problem that he had not felt before his cultivation reached the quenching stage.

In the battles before the Tempering Stage, Zuo Feng could use close combat, his various body movements and martial arts, and the few Cloud Wave Palms to fight. However, after the Tempering Stage, he used more and more weapons in battles, and he could say that he had no martial arts that could be used in conjunction with weapons. This was also a headache for him in recent times.

Although he was depressed, he was not discouraged at all. Instead, he quickly mobilized all his spiritual power and rushed towards the bald man. At the same time, Zuo Feng's figure directly split into two afterimages in the fast movement, but when he used the clone technique now, almost no one in the same level could see it.

Zuo Feng did use several of these body movement martial arts, but there were really not many of them that could be used in the battles of the Tempering Stage warriors, and they had no actual effect at all. At most, they could only disturb the enemy and prevent the enemy from accurately capturing their own trajectory.

However, these were only auxiliary battles and did not play a final decisive role in the outcome of the battle. Compared with the attack martial arts that could control the outcome with one strike, the body movement martial arts seemed a little weak.

Even so, Zuo Feng could not passively defend. His keen judgment of the battle made him clearly know that the only thing he could do now was to find opportunities in the battle.

And preventing the opponent's martial arts from being fully utilized was also something he had to do now.

The bald man ignored Zuo Feng's changes at this time, and even ignored the fact that Zuo Feng split into three and quickly approached him, so he focused on the long spear swinging in his hand.

Zuo Feng had already come to the side of the bald man, and the two phantoms plus himself raised the battle blade at the same time and chopped at the bald man. The bald man drew a large arc while the long spear was flying.

"Dang"

A crisp collision sound rang out, and the phantom transformed by Zuo Feng disappeared instantly. Zuo Feng's body also staggered backwards, with a trace of blood foam in his mouth. This time the injury was not very obvious on the surface, but in fact it was the heaviest injury so far in the battle.

Zuo Feng resisted the urge to spit out the second mouthful of blood, but swallowed it directly. At the same time, there was a look of surprise in his eyes. He didn't expect that this bald man had been hiding such a powerful martial art and only used it at this time.

Zuo Feng felt weak and his head was a little dizzy. He knew that his barely improved cultivation could not be maintained for a long time. Now it was the limit, and his cultivation could fall at any time. At that time, he could not even exert his usual strength.

With a thought in his mind, Zuo Feng staggered back two steps again, looking like he was about to fall. Seeing this scene, Yao Qiu's face changed drastically. She understood that the reason why the two of them persisted until now was mainly due to Zuo Feng. If Zuo Feng could not hold on now, the result would be a dead end.

The bald man showed a cruel smile and continued to stimulate his spiritual power without mercy. His breath at this time also reached an unprecedented level of violence. The spear was swung again and smashed towards Zuo Feng, who was already somewhat unstable.

As the spear smashed, Zuo Feng seemed to be reluctantly waving the battle blade to resist. At the same time, Zuo Feng was secretly circulating his spiritual power. The not much spiritual power left in Nahai was mobilized all at once. He wanted to rely on his current limit and use his strongest and final attack. Only God knew the result.