C140 Sixth Floor of Spiral Tower

Zuo Feng was skinny and wore thin clothes. When the bald man first saw Zuo Feng, he could tell that he didn't have any weapon on him. After having fought for such a long time, the two of them had exchanged moves in close quarters.

At this moment, the bald man's face was abnormally hideous, as if he had not defeated Zuo Feng in a hand-to-hand fight. This had already caused him to be thoroughly infuriated.

The bald man had two daggers hidden at his elbows, while Zuo Feng had a gauntlet on his left wrist. Zuo Feng's armguard could not be considered a weapon. Even if the bald man thought too highly of himself, he would still not use his weapon. However, he had already thrown away his face, and he did not care about Zuo Feng who did not have any weapons. He did not care about Zuo Feng's counterattack, and instead used a powerful attacking method.

Zuo Feng did not use any other methods because he had other plans in mind. Although this bald man's cultivation was a bit higher than his own, his body's toughness was not as good as Zuo Feng's. Zuo Feng gradually realized that his opponent's moves had a lot of experience that he could learn from them.

More importantly, during his fight with this person, his several techniques "Lian Rou Push Hand", "Skeleton Removing", and "Wine Fist" had actually started to slowly integrate together. Zuo Feng had never entered this kind of state of mind before, but he could guess that this state of mind was definitely something that could not be sought after. Thus, he was in no hurry to use any other methods. Instead, he used this whetstone to make himself sharper.

When the bald man took out his dagger again, Zuo Feng knew that he could not continue to meditate like this. It was obvious that the bald man was going to attack him ruthlessly. Zuo Feng also had a serious look on his face, but when he saw the other party charging towards him, a hint of joy appeared on the corner of his mouth.

At this time, the bald man already had the determination to kill Zuo Feng. Although he didn't know the name of the pill he had taken, he had already paid the price of his cultivation falling back. At this moment, he had two daggers in his hands. He was prepared to use the method of exchanging life for wounds in order to finish off Zuo Feng with one strike, but he didn't notice the subtle changes in Zuo Feng's expression.

The bald man's speed was extremely fast, and the dagger in his right hand quickly slashed downwards. Zuo Feng seemed to be flustered as he stretched out his left arm to block. 'Ding! 'The dagger was dangerously blocked by Zuo Feng's "chain". The bald man sneered to himself as he waved the blade in his left hand towards Zuo Feng.

He already knew that Zuo Feng only had a single arm, and it was impossible for him to block the dagger in his left hand. A hint of ruthlessness flashed through the bald man's eyes, and a hint of a cold smile appeared on his face.

But suddenly, he felt a wave of pain from his right hand. Before he could even react, he felt a slight chill in his chest. The next moment, he saw a black dagger suddenly appear in Zuo Feng's left hand. The black dagger accurately blocked the bald man's other dagger.

The bald man was still in a daze when he was kicked in the chest by Zuo Feng and sent flying backwards. At this moment, he could clearly see the sneer on Zuo Feng's face. Then, his body heavily fell to the ground and dragged on the ground for a few feet before stopping.

"Impossible, how did you get a weapon? You are not... "You, you have crystal storage." The bald man forced himself to raise his head. After a long while, he finally reacted and said in surprise.

Zuo Feng had a smile on his face, but there was doubt in his heart. What the old man called Ning Xiao said was that the crystal in his left hand seemed to be called nanjing, but why did the bald man keep insisting that it was a storage crystal?

Zuo Feng didn't know that the crystal storage was a device that was used to channel spiritual energy. Although it was rare, there were still some people on the continent who had it. And the object in his palm, which was called a crystal, was a storage device that was activated by spirit energy. It was basically extinct on the continent now.

Compared to the storage of crystals, the storage space of crystals was much larger. Furthermore, there were also other miraculous effects. It was just that the current Zuo Feng was not too clear about them.

"Little bastard, who the hell are you? How did you obtain such a precious thing like a crystal?"

The bald man's expression changed a few times and finally roared in dissatisfaction. Zuo Feng, on the other hand, saw traces of greedy joy in his puzzled expression.

"Hmph, he's already in this state, but he's still coveting my things." Should I call you an idiot, or a cute idiot? "

The bald man didn't care about Zuo Feng's mockery at all. Instead, he stared at Zuo Feng's left hand with a fiery gaze. He guessed that Zuo Feng's crystal was in his armguard.

"Little bastard, you think you can get rid of me with just this little injury? "It seems that you do not have enough understanding of the toughness of a late Bone Refining martial artist's body."

The stab did not cut too deeply, and the wound on his chest was no longer bleeding. However, the bald man's words did not cause any change in Zuo Feng's expression. Looking at Zuo Feng's expression, the bald man could not help but feel a trace of fear.

However, he couldn't care less and prepared to stand up. However, the moment he moved, he felt his entire body go numb. Shocked, he hurriedly lowered his head to look at his chest. When he saw this, his expression changed drastically. Even though the wound on his chest had stopped bleeding, the area around it had become dark purple.

"This is …" "Damn it, kid, your knife is poisonous."

Zuo Feng only smiled when he saw this and walked towards the bald man. Originally, he did not have any poison on him, but after killing the young man he had killed earlier, he had casually taken the arrow with the "Rotten Heart Grass" on it. Zuo Feng also wanted to do one more backhand and smeared the poison on his black dagger before entering the fifth floor.

"You … Don't come over, you've won this time's trial, I surrender. "

The greed on the bald man's face had long since disappeared as his voice trembled again. Zuo Feng seemed to not hear anything, and walked up to the bald man with a cold expression.

"No …" No, you can't kill me. I can tell you the county governor's secret. "

"About Zhang Yu?"

"You know?"

The bald man didn't expect that before he had even opened his mouth, the other side had already guessed his intentions. Zuo Feng sneered and took another step forward. Then, he slowly raised the black dagger in his hand.

"I also know a secret. Don't kill me, this is related to …"

Zuo Feng had no interest in listening to his nonsense. A black blade-light flashed, and the bald man's voice suddenly stopped. A line of blood gradually revealed itself on the bald man's neck. Blood flowed out from the wound as his body slowly fell to the ground.

Zuo Feng shot a glance at the bald man and then looked around the hall. The continuous vibration of the beast spirit within his body reminded Zuo Feng of another purpose for this trip to the Revolving Tower. After searching the hall for a long time, he was unable to find any hidden doors, so he headed toward the passageway with a puzzled expression.

"..."

Fifteen minutes later, Zuo Feng stood in the tunnel and stared at a wall. He had walked through this tunnel the last time, but he didn't notice anything strange that time.

At that moment, Zuo Feng was staring at a small crack on the wall with a serious expression. He stretched out his hand and gently pressed on the wall. Without much resistance, a secret door that was identical to the wall slowly opened. As the door opened, waves of rotten mold spread out.

Zuo Feng could feel the smell and moisture in the air, and he couldn't help but furrow his brows. Obviously, it had been many years since someone had opened this door, and the door should only be opened through a mechanism, but for some reason, the mechanism seemed to be completely ineffective. He took a look at the general direction of the secret passageway. It was the direction where he had heard the strange noise in the hall last time.

Zuo Feng could be considered to be quite lucky. If it wasn't for the fact that the trial was different from before, the old man in green would have completely shut down the mechanism on the fifth floor. Even if Zuo Feng found this secret door, he wouldn't be able to open it.

Zuo Feng walked into the dark tunnel, which was filled with thick dust. As Zuo Feng expected, no one had been in this tunnel for a long time, and there were no other traces on the ground.

Zuo Feng carefully observed his surroundings, afraid that he would accidentally trigger the mechanisms here. The passageway was not very long. They had only walked seven to eight Zhang when they saw a turn. After making a turn in the passage, an old staircase appeared in front of Zuo Feng.

Zuo Feng hesitated for a moment before he started walking up the stairs. This also proved that Zuo Feng's initial feeling was correct. The beast spirit on his chest could clearly feel that the existence that attracted him was at the sixth level of the Revolving Tower.

The staircase was the same as before, without any traps. It was just that the staircase was too old, and creaking noises could be heard when one walked up the stairs.

When Zuo Feng walked up the stairs, he saw a small loft. The pavilion was only fifty to sixty feet wide, and its surroundings were pitch black. Zuo Feng took out a piece of Spirit Stone from the Na Crystal. He did not dare to touch the Spirit Stone in the spiral tower. The Spirit Stone in his hand was something he had obtained from the bandits' secret chamber.

The Spirit Light Stone emitted a faint green light, allowing Zuo Feng to clearly see his surroundings. Judging from the layout and the conical roof, this should be the top part of the turret. There were all sorts of carvings on the walls. One could vaguely see an image of a snake-like draconic beast drawn on it.

Perhaps it was due to the age being too long ago, but the image of the monster was already mottled, making it impossible to see its true appearance. Zuo Feng only roughly swept across the wall before his eyes focused on a small stone table in the middle of the pavilion. A strange shaped rock was placed on top of the stone platform.

Because the surface of the stone was covered with a thick layer of dust, it was impossible to see its original color. One could only see that the surface of the stone was an extremely irregular rhombus.

However, when Zuo Feng's gaze was completely focused on the stone, he felt the beast spirit in his chest violently tremble. It was like a child seeing a beloved toy, urging the left wind to pass quickly with a look of urgency on his face.

Zuo Feng hesitated slightly. He was completely clueless about this strange looking stone. He was also unsure if there were any other mechanisms in this building. After struggling in his heart for a while, the beast spirit's fluctuation in his chest became more and more urgent. Zuo Feng even felt as if it wanted to jump out from his chest and pounce on the rock on the stone platform.