C124 Unseal

Not only did the masked youth not show any interest in Zuo Feng's question, he instead seemed to have even more hatred towards him. His speed was also a bit faster than before. This time, the masked youth's spirit energy circulated even faster as he dashed forward. He stretched out his five fingers and clenched his other hand into a fist.

Zuo Feng's face turned extremely ugly, 'This tough masked youth who refused to spit out even half a word from me, and now he even used a martial skill!'

As he thought about it gloomily, he became even more curious about the identity of this warrior. The masked youth's body was so tough that if he didn't have some special physique then he would have taken a lot of high-grade pills to improve his body.

But no matter how he accomplished this, this masked youth's strength far surpassed that of any ordinary Bone Refining martial artist. At the same time, the masked youth also had an extremely rich combat experience. These experiences came from countless life and death battles. It was hard to imagine how he had forgotten where he had seen such a martial artist.

In the blink of an eye, the masked youth had already appeared in front of him. He raised his palms like a blade and fiercely chopped towards Zuo Feng's neck. Zuo Feng crossed his arms and barely managed to catch the chopping knife. The masked youth wasn't surprised by this. He clenched his other hand into a fist and swung it forward.

Zuo Feng's pupils slightly contracted. The power and spiritual energy contained within that fist was extremely terrifying. He had compressed almost all of the spiritual energy into the tip of his fist. Gritting his teeth, Zuo Feng turned his hands and grabbed the wrist that was holding the saber. Then, his body abruptly jumped backwards.

The masked youth did not expect Zuo Feng to be so agile, so he followed him and took a few steps forward. At this moment, the masked youth's arm was still being dragged by Zuo Feng, who raised his leg and viciously kicked his opponent's elbow. If this kick landed, he could guarantee that no matter how tough the masked youth's body was, he wouldn't be able to recover within months.

Facing such a situation, there was no trace of panic in the masked youth's eyes. Seeing that Zuo Feng's kick was aimed at his elbow, he didn't pull back his hand, but extended his arm even further. Then, Zuo Feng's vicious kick landed on his opponent's arm. Although it made him grunt, it was far from his target.

Just now, Zuo Feng had been aiming at the opponent's elbow, so if the opponent had reacted, he would have immediately retracted his hand. This way, he would have been able to conveniently aim at the bottom of the wrist joint. However, the opponent was not worse than Zuo Feng in actual combat. At this critical moment, the opponent had seen through Zuo Feng's intentions, and had not slapped his arm, which had almost neutralized Zuo Feng's tricky kick.

Although he felt somewhat regretful in his heart, he had to bite the bullet and continue fighting. However, the masked youth became more cautious this time. His long fists and legs changed to short fists and short legs at the beginning. He would also slightly restrain himself with each punch.

This transformation of the masked youth soon had an effect. Zuo Feng's "Lian Rou's Pushing Hand" and "Disarming Bone Technique" were not useful at all. He had just developed these two techniques and could deal with those stronger than him. However, when facing a masked youth with such rich combat experience and an extremely tough body, it was very difficult to take advantage of him.

The battle was getting more and more intense, but the left wind was losing ground. Every time Zuo Feng was hit, he would be forced to take a few steps back. The masked youth would then use this opportunity to take a few steps forward. On the other hand, after the masked youth was occasionally hit by Zuo Feng, he didn't retreat even half a step. At most, his upper body slightly swayed.

Very soon, Zuo Feng was forced into a corner of the hall by the masked youth. When Zuo Feng's back hit the wall, his heart sank to the bottom. No one knew better than himself how terrifying it was to face this beast-like person in front of him, without any way of dodging.

As if confirming Zuo Feng's guess, the masked youth suddenly stopped his actions. Although he didn't launch an attack, his wrists began to slowly twist. This action was more like his wrists were a bit sore from the continuous attacks earlier. He needed to move them a little now.

However, the nearby Zuo Feng had a different feeling to him. This was because the masked youth's breathing had become a bit heavier. At the same time, his previously indifferent eyes had become slightly brighter. He knew that his next target would be his opponent's crazy attacks, but he did not dare to take advantage of this short period of time to escape.

As the other party's aura continued to rise with the wriggling of his wrist, Zuo Feng and the masked youth now seemed to have some sort of connection. Only the two of them present could clearly feel the connection. If Zuo Feng were to move his body slightly, his opponent would be affected by the Qi and would launch an earth-shattering attack.

Therefore, Zuo Feng didn't dare to move an inch. He could only use this short period of time to work hard to recover his spirit energy and physical strength. He used almost all the spiritual energy in the Na Sea to send it to his arms. The following martial skills of the opponent were obviously the two twisting fists. He could only hope that with his own body's toughness, he would be able to resist. That way, he might have a chance of regaining his advantage.

Time slowly passed. At a certain point, the masked youth suddenly let out a low roar. Although this roar was covered by the mask, it still caused Zuo Feng, who was not far away, to feel a sharp pain in his ears. Soon after, the opponent's fist came flying over. At first, Zuo Feng could barely block the opponent's fist power, but it quickly turned into a forceful attack.

"Bang …" Bang Bang... "Bang, bang, bang!"

The punch became faster and faster, and its strength became heavier and heavier. In the end, the punch was like a violent storm as it landed on Zuo Feng's forearm and body. Zuo Feng was still surprised that his opponent could hit so densely, but soon, he could no longer think calmly.

This was because he could no longer tell how many punches he had received. At the start, he could clearly tell where each punch had landed, but now, the pain in his body had become continuous. At the same time, he felt an intense pain coming from both his tightened arms and his unprotected body.

At this time, if someone was watching from the side, they would be surprised to discover that the masked youth's arms had almost disappeared. All that could be seen was a sturdy silver figure that was constantly trembling. As for the skinny youth in front of him, his entire body was trembling like a sieve as he slowly rose up against the wall.

Under his opponent's continuous barrage of attacks, Zuo Feng's feet left the ground and soared into the air. However, Zuo Feng did not realize that the masked youth's eyes were bloodshot. At the same time, traces of blood seeped out from his body that was covered in the silver armor. Obviously, the price he had paid for using such a powerful martial skill was not small.

Just when Zuo Feng felt as if his body was about to be torn into countless pieces, the masked youth finally stopped his attacks, and Zuo Feng's skinny body fell heavily onto the ground.

"Puff …" "Cough! Cough!"

After the masked youth stopped, he staggered back a few steps. There was a slight sound coming from within the mask, followed by a violent cough. When he slowly raised his head, he saw drops of blood dripping from underneath the mask. It was obvious that the previous sound was caused by him spitting out blood.

Looking at Zuo Feng who was crawling on the ground and not knowing if he was dead or alive, the masked youth let out a long breath and walked towards Zuo Feng. At this moment, the savage look in the masked man's eyes had already disappeared, replaced by weakness and disorder.

Suddenly, Zuo Feng, who was crawling on the ground, slightly moved his body. He wanted to get up soon after, but he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground. Seeing Zuo Feng struggling to stand up, the masked youth's eyes were filled with shock. When he saw Zuo Feng spitting out blood and falling to the ground, he felt relieved.

However, just as he was about to approach Zuo Feng, he heard a clear "kacha" sound coming from Zuo Feng's wrist. Soon after, a jet-black arm guard fell down. This arm was completely unharmed under his full force kick, which had aroused the masked youth's interest.

However, the moment his arm dropped to the ground, he felt a slight vibration coming from the ground.

'Could it be caused by this armguard? '

The masked youth had some doubts in his mind, but he quickly suppressed them. However, the weird shape of the armguard and the never before seen slot still piqued his interest. He walked forward a few steps and wanted to pick up the armguard.

The area where the shiny black armguard touched was ice-cold, but when he grabbed it with force, it did not budge at all. This time, the masked youth widened his eyes in shock. Then, he saw a white hand grabbing onto his armguard. The masked youth let out a long sigh of relief, feeling amused by his own thoughts.

How can there be such an exaggerated set of arms? Even if there is such a set of arms, who would wear such a heavy set of arms in battle? How laughable.

Just as the masked youth shook his head with a self-deprecating smile, Zuo Feng's body moved again. This time, he only swayed a few times before sitting up.

This scene caused the masked youth to be completely stupefied, let alone a thin and weak youth at the first level of the Bone Refining stage. Previously In County

When he was guarding the manor, a level four Bone Refining martial artist had all been beaten to death by his martial skill.

'This is impossible! '

Zuo Feng, who was sitting up, first glanced at the masked youth who was staring at him in a daze. Then, he focused all of his attention on the unlocked "prison" in his hands.

There was also a dark red bloodstain on the 'prison'. It was obvious that it had been left behind when he was injured and vomiting blood. It seemed that he had obtained some unexpected results after being severely injured.

Zuo Feng smiled as he placed the "Prison Lock" to the side. Then, he stood up with a smile and said indifferently.

"I've already finished enjoying the feast, now it's your turn to try my cooking, because my 'seal' has been unsealed!"