C158 Zhang Yu Appears

When Zuo Feng and Ding Hao saw this situation, a cold light flashed across their eyes and they charged forward again. This time, the two of them did not use the strange afterimages footwork again. Instead, they attacked from two sides.

The mouse-faced man's face was extremely ugly. When he had the upper hand just now, he could still do it if he wanted to run away. But now, not only was he suffering from an injury, he was also clearly in a passive situation. If he were to escape now, the two of them would definitely surround him and attack him.

The scoundrelly faced man had no choice but to go all out to deal with the two of them. If he relied on his outstanding combat experience to retake the initiative, even if he wasn't a match, he would still be able to retreat safely.

After making up his mind, the scoundrel man's face showed a trace of madness. He swung his long blade again and again, hoping to block the first wave of attacks from the two people of Zuo Feng's group. Zuo Feng and his son did not realize that while they were fighting the rat-faced man, they had not only honed their martial skills, but also gained some insights from this life and death battle.

Zuo Feng no longer tried to block in panic like he did when they were fighting just now. He turned one hand into a palm and the other into a claw. He actually chose to fight the rat-faced man head on. Ding Hao, who was rushing over to the side, dodged the man with a rat face's face and thrust his sword outwards.

The two of them had learned one thing in this battle, and that was to cooperate with each other. The two of them were both talented individuals and had always faced enemies on their own. However, this time, they were facing a Tempered Body practitioner, so the two of them had no choice but to join forces to fight against the enemy.

However, from the start, they were still battling on their own, without any sort of cooperation at all. Even though the mouse-faced man was facing two people at the same time, he was about the same size as the other two.

After such a long battle, Zuo Feng and his brother finally understood how to cooperate with each other. The two of them were both peerless talents. They did not even need to communicate with each other to reach a tacit understanding. Zuo Feng was good at close quarters combat, while Ding Hao was good at sneak attacks.

In terms of strength, Zuo Feng was not the slightest bit weaker than the rat-faced man. Under the premise that his opponent did not use any martial skills, he still dared to fight him head on. At this moment, his left palm was taking on the opponent's attack. The five fingers of his right hand curled like hooks as he prepared to block the opponent's long blade. The mouse-faced man knew the terror of Zuo Feng's power, so he didn't dare to fight him head on. If his long blade was restrained by his opponent, it would be hard for him to block Ding Hao's attack even for a moment.

The long blade flipped and swung to the other side. It lifted its other hand and struck Zuo Feng's palm.

"Ding!"

The long blade hit the tip of Ding Hao's sword, finally neutralizing Ding Hao's attack. However, Zuo Feng's palm attack was too much for him. He was forced back a few steps. Before the man could stand still, Zuo Feng and the other man had already pounced on him again.

The mouse-faced man's expression was as though his parents had died, even though his parents had already left when he was young. However, the sudden synergy between Zuo Feng and his father made him feel overwhelmed. He even felt like he was about to see his parents again.

Ding Hao and Zuo Feng rushed up once again, the two of them seemed to have agreed beforehand, surrounding and attacking the rat-faced man. This caused the rat-faced man to be unable to escape even if he wanted to. He could only stay where he was and take the attacks from the two of them.

At this moment, a trace of ruthlessness flashed across Zuo Feng's face. As the scoundrel face man's defenses were in disarray, he suddenly channeled the spiritual energy in his body. The spiritual energy was sent out through a few special meridians. At the same time, he exclaimed in his heart, "Cloudwave Palm!"

With a low roar, Zuo Feng raised his hand and the first strand of spiritual energy instantly entered his palm. When the palm was pushed forward, although the second spiritual energy was moving slowly and part of it had dispersed as it flowed, it still managed to gather into the palm of his hand.

The mouse-faced man was at a loss of what to do, he didn't have time to pay attention to the change in the spiritual energy around Zuo Feng. He still didn't dare to use his blade to touch Zuo Feng's gloves like he did just now. He reluctantly lifted his palm, preparing to temporarily block. The mouse-faced man calculated that as long as one of the two let their guard down, he would disregard everything and flee even if he was slightly injured.

Just as he was franticly calculating in his mind, two palms finally interweaved in the air. This time, the sound of the two palms colliding was different from before. It was not the clear sound of flesh colliding, but a deep muffled sound.

As soon as the muffled sound was heard, the mouse-faced man felt something was wrong. He then felt the overwhelming force from Zuo Feng's palm attack. However, he was after all a Body Tempering martial artist, and the circulation of his spirit energy was also very fast. At the same time he heard the muffled sound, he subconsciously channeled all of his spirit energy in an attempt to block the huge amount of spirit energy contained in Zuo Feng's palm.

The thing that surprised the rat-faced man was that even though he successfully blocked Zuo Feng's palm, a faintly discernible spiritual energy was sent into his body.

This spiritual energy was extremely well hidden. If it wasn't for the fact that his cultivation had reached the Body Refinement realm, he wouldn't have been able to sense the spiritual energy that was sneaking in. This small strand of spiritual energy was barely discernible, but from the direction it was traveling, it was heading towards his heart.

Seeing this scene, the mouse-faced man turned pale with fright. He abruptly channeled all of the spiritual energy in his body to wrap around the hidden force. At this moment, Zuo Feng had a mysterious feeling. It was that the spiritual energy he sent out could still be clearly felt and could even be faintly controlled.

When he felt the mouse-faced man channel all the spiritual energy in his body to surround his hidden force, Zuo Feng felt that it was a pity. However, he still whispered the word "explode" with a single thought.

Just as Zuo Feng's "explosion" came out, the middle part of the mouse-faced man's shoulder and elbow fiercely trembled, and at the same time, a deep explosive sound came from the inside of his arm.

Although the mouse-faced man had tried his best, he still could not stop this hidden force from destroying him. At the moment the spiritual energy exploded, everyone below their shoulders lost all feeling.

"Ah!" "Little bastard, I'll fight you to the death.

The mouse-faced man seemed to have gone insane. His entire arm had been crippled, and because he had suddenly used all his spiritual energy just now, the damage to his meridians had increased. With blood splashing from his mouth, he let out a loud roar and started to use the spiritual qi in his body to go against the flow.

However, Zuo Feng and Ding Hao reacted extremely quickly, their fists and swords striking towards the mouse-faced man at the same time. In the next moment, he saw a greyish white fist and a silver sword cut into the scoundrel-faced man's abdomen. His Na Hai was completely destroyed by the two of them.

Just now, Zuo Feng and the other two could see that the mouse-faced man was preparing to launch a "Raging Qi Disintegration" without any regards for the others. Although a Body Tempering stage martial artist had one of his arms crippled, it was not something that two people could fight. Therefore, the two of them also used their fastest speed to attack the mouse-faced man's Na Hai.

"You … "All of you."

The rat-faced man looked at his lower abdomen in shock and spat out a few words with great difficulty. Ding Hao pulled out his long sword and raised his wrist. A long knife wielding arm flew up with blood on it. At the same time, Zuo Feng also took out his fist and swung it towards the mouse-faced man's head like a knife.

"Stop!"

At this moment, a loud shout came from the red door. Zuo Feng's eyes turned cold, but the speed at which he chopped down suddenly increased.

Almost at the same time the voice of the speaker fell, Zuo Feng's ash-grey palm had already sunk into the mouse-faced man's head. His hand was like a sharp dagger. After chopping a few inches into his head, he was unable to go any deeper. Even so, the head of the scoundrel was still cut open with a terrifying amount of force.

Zuo Feng withdrew his hand and looked at the three figures that had just arrived. One of them was a fat old man that Zuo Feng was very familiar with. The other two people that Zuo Feng did not know were an old man and a middle-aged man with a fair complexion.

"You …"

The fair middle-aged man spoke again. When he saw the mouse-faced man slowly falling down, he swallowed his words back.

That fat old man was the one who had ambushed and almost killed Zuo Feng, Steward Wang, on the fourth floor of the Scented Fragrance Temple. Although Zuo Feng had never seen the other two before, he had already guessed that the white haired middle-aged man was Commander Zhang Yu.

Ding Hao, who was standing next to Zuo Feng, seemed to have known this Commander Zhang Yu for a long time. Although he didn't say anything, Zuo Feng could feel that Ding Hao's body was suddenly tense the moment he saw the person in front of him.

"Ding Hao, I respect your master very much. Today, I, Zhang Yu, will make an exception and let you live. "However, if you dare to trespass into my residence again, I will definitely take your life."

After glancing at Ding Hao, Zhang Yu hesitated for a moment before opening her mouth to speak.

With Ding Hao's carefree character, he revealed a hesitant look. After all, the person speaking was an expert who had reached the Qi Condensation stage.

When one was in the Refinement Realm, one could be called a martial artist. Any martial artist who had reached the Tempered Body Refinement realm would be an important person in every force. However, once a person broke through the Refinement Stage, they would be honored as an expert because those who stepped into the Refinement Stage were all people with outstanding talent and had established their own paths. These people were usually the leaders of a certain force.

Without waiting for Ding Hao to speak, Zuo Feng said first, "Zhang Yu, you were the one who took my sister away from the City Lord's Mansion last night. No matter what your cultivation level is, I will take her away today."

Hearing Zuo Feng's voice, Zhang Yu slowly shifted her gaze. When she saw Zuo Feng, her expression instantly turned cold. Then, he did not say much and just raised his head to take a look at his surroundings. He then looked behind Zuo Feng and saw what was happening in the other yard.

Slightly sighing, he opened his mouth and his voice was filled with a thick, ice-cold killing intent.

"Are you the young man from the Zuo Family Village? You are the final victor of the turret smelting trial? You were the one who killed all these people, right? "

Listening to the other party's question, Zuo Feng could not only hear the killing intent in the other party's voice, but he could also sense that the other party's aura was constantly rising. At this moment, Zuo Feng felt as if a violent hurricane was blowing towards him. This was not because there was wind blowing, but because the change in the surrounding spiritual energy gave him an illusion.