C603 Ferric Blood and Tenderness

Time passes slowly.

"Dragon Subduing Formation, kill!" A group of monks charged over fiercely. Buddha light flickered, and the Dragon Subduing Formation seemed to transform into Divine Dragon. They weren't as careless as the Thunder Fire Guards, and they had fused into the Dragon Subduing Formation as soon as they arrived.

"The formation that descends your sister!" little cheap dragon was extremely furious, and he immediately rushed forward to meet them.

Zuo Yu, Lin Feng and the others all rushed forward. There were a lot of people coming. Zuo Yu and the others had a lot of people as well. This Dragon Subduing Formation was really domineering. However, Zuo Yu and the others weren't weak, except for Jin Shiyi, who was slightly weaker in direct combat. The rest of them had the combat strength of within thirty Holy List, and Jin Shiyi's Hundred Steps Kill was not the slightest bit inferior when unleashed. In fact, it was even harder to defend against it.

The formation was broken in an instant. The group of monks no longer had anything to rely on, and all of them fell to the ground one after another.

In an instant, the scene quieted down.

"Awesome! This is the real battle!" Yun Zhen said with a buzzing sound. They had been badly beaten before this, and now, they were finally able to hold their heads high for once.

"Hehe, following Mr Loong's footsteps will always be invincible." little cheap dragon walked in front with a smile on his face.

"Mr Loong, you are really awesome. You should be a genius. Are those guys from One-Line Mountain and Holy Temple blind? They won't accept you as their disciple?" Yun Zhen followed after them. He was very impressed by the strength of those people.

"Hehe, actually, the people of ancient temple are very optimistic about Mr Loong." Jin Shiyi said with a strange smile.

"Really, Mr Loong, why aren't you going?" Yun Zhen asked curiously. He felt that little cheap dragon would definitely be able to join the Undead Almighty if he went to the ancient temple.

"Hehe, I know that..." Jin Shiyi smiled and moved closer.

"Get lost." little cheap dragon's face had already darkened. His grandfather and the people of ancient temple wanted to get their mounts. Every time he thought of this, he would hate them to the core.

"En, sometimes it's very troublesome to have a master." Yun Zhen thought that it was because of some other reason, so he said. He was often trained by his master and felt very depressed.

"Mr Zuo, are you from the same sect as Mr Loong?" Yun Zhen asked curiously.

"I think so. "Zuo Yu said.

"You guys are too fierce. You guys are only Seventh Layer of True Martial Stage warriors, and I'm already a Ninth Layer of True Martial Stage warrior. I'm not even as good as you guys. To think that I was so proud of myself before this." Yun Zhen said.

"Didn't you just break through as well? There's still a lot of room for improvement." Zuo Yu said with a smile. This Yun Zhen was a bit obsessed with martial arts. He was also honest and didn't care about anything other than martial arts. He was also very fierce in battle. He was here to help them. Zuo Yu still had a good impression of him.

"Uh, alright." Yun Zhen muttered somewhat puzzledly, "I will also work hard."

The nine aristocratic families of the Four Heavenly Sects was one of the nine aristocratic families of the Four Heavenly Sects. The Yun family and the Zuo family in the nine aristocratic families had a very close relationship with the Divine Valley. This was also the reason why Yun Zhen came here. He knew Lin Feng and the others from the beginning. Now, Zuo Yu and the others were walking together. As for the Leng family, they were independent.

Apart from that, the other major powers seemed to have become his enemies. Zuo Yu felt depressed. He had never provoked anyone before.

"Little mouse, you secretly drank my Nine Melody Immortal Wine, your grandfather's... Eh? Jin Shiyi, put it down for me..." In the restaurant, little cheap dragon, Wuhen and Jin Shiyi were crazily fighting over the table full of delicious food.

"Mr Loong, where's the beauty you were talking about..." Jin Shiyi muttered as he ate.

"Tsk, I won't go and find her myself." little cheap dragon and Wuhen looked at him with disdain.

"One should not judge a book by its cover." Yun Zhen sighed. Once upon a time, he thought that Wuhen had the demeanor of a hero. He thought that Jin Shiyi was an honest boy next door. He thought that little cheap dragon... Forget it, this guy had always given him this impression.

"Brother, you are about to break through, right?" Lin Feng left the three of them and sat with Zuo Yu.

"Let nature take its course." Zuo Yu said with a smile. He raised his glass and clinked it with Lin Feng.

Looking at the bustling streets outside, Zuo Yu's heart calmed down. At this moment, he felt that he was a normal person.

The hawkers enthusiastically peddled. The children ate the snacks that they had just bought under the guidance of their mothers. They laughed happily, and a few young girls were choosing the hawkers' rouge and cosmetic powder. It was filled with the lively aura of the sun... This was just an ordinary small city, everything was so harmonious.

"What are you thinking about?" Lin Feng turned his head and asked.

"Actually, I just want to be a quiet person." He suddenly missed home.

Home? What a distant word. He had an obsession in his heart. However, he suddenly realized that he had forgotten what his hometown looked like. It wasn't because he was heartless. It's just that too many things have happened, and he's always ready to fight. He was often on the brink of death, which had already occupied all of his strength.

It was not that he wanted to forget, but that his memories had unknowingly become blurry. Only his parents and relatives could still be clearly remembered. He was very afraid that one day, he would even forget the appearance of his loved ones.

Wasn't this also a type of sorrow?

Zuo Yu thought of Yuyao, thought of Qingqing. Places with them could be considered home. He somewhat missed them.

Iron blooded men also had tenderness. Otherwise, if they continued killing, they would become killing machines. This was also because many people's realms were very high. Their way of doing things was not as good as many of the weaker martial artists in the pugilistic world. Their minds were already somewhat deformed. This was a long-term slaughter. Domineering and so on and so forth. True martial artists, even if they were overbearing, their minds were also extremely firm. But it was easy to say, and everyone knew that it was extremely difficult to do. If time went on, most people would be eroded by time.

Zuo Yu did not like this. He liked to be unrestrained, do whatever he wanted, and be proud of the Jianghu.

However, his Heaven Seizing Spell was overbearing, and it could devour the world. It could slaughter in all directions and temper the body of a Divine Weapon. A casual move could be considered a killing move. Although it was very powerful, Zuo Yu sometimes felt that it wasn't very suitable for him. He could cultivate to the essence, and his physique seemed to be very suitable for cultivating the Heaven Seizing Spell. As a man, he also liked close combat, but Zuo Yu didn't really like this overbearing and aggressive nature. He didn't like to be like Yee Shuntian and the others, tyrannically oppressing others. He just wanted to walk around without any restraint.

"Brother, you didn't drink too much, did you?" Lin Feng laughed.

"What do you think?" Zuo Yu rolled his eyes. "I can't drink too much even if you drink more than ten times. Come, let's drink you down first."

"Come on." Lin Feng was not convinced. He could not fight, but he could not drink.

"Haha..." Zuo Yu laughed. He clinked a bowl with Lin Feng and drank it all in one gulp. He felt a lot better in an instant.

At this moment, Zuo Yu looked at the pedestrians outside the window again. His expression suddenly became cold.

"What's wrong?" Lin Feng's eyes lit up. He immediately returned to normal and looked in Zuo Yu's direction.

"Boss." Wuhen stopped playing and ran over.

"Kid, what are you looking at? There's a beauty here." little cheap dragon asked in a drunken manner.

"Feng Tulong." He saw Feng Tulong, who had lost one leg, limping towards him.

"It's his grandfather's. It's this old man. Kill him." little cheap dragon's drunkenness disappeared and he immediately jumped up.

"It's time to end this." Zuo Yu nodded and flew out of the window. When he thought of Qingqing, he didn't have a good impression of the people of Feng family.

"Boss, wait for me." Wu Hen also disappeared in a flash.

"F * ck." little cheap dragon also flew out.

Lin Feng, Yun Zhen and Jin Shiyi also flew out in a flash. In an instant, the six people in the room disappeared. As for the subordinates who followed Lin Feng and ___, they were all in the hall downstairs, so they didn't know about it.

Feng Tulong walked on the street with a walking stick in his hand. His face was dry and pale. He had aged a lot. The depths of his sunken eye sockets were incomparably cold, and it was filled with endless hatred. "Zuo Yu, I want all of you to die a horrible death!" Feng Tulong snorted with resentment, "En?" Then, his face turned into one of fear. What he said really came true. Zuo Yu had really arrived.

Feng Tulong took a few steps back in fear. He could not care less about anything else. The Wind God Wings behind him appeared quickly. The Wind God Wings vibrated and flew into the distant sky.

Zuo Yu took a step forward with the Heaven Defying Eight Steps and chased after him. He was like a divine weapon that cut through the sky.

Feng Tulong's speed was very fast, but he was still a little slower than Zuo Yu.

Following closely behind, Wuhen and little cheap dragon also arrived. Lin Feng and the others followed closely behind. The group of six quickly closed the distance between them and Feng Tulong. It seemed like Feng Tulong's injuries weren't light, and he hadn't fully recovered yet.

"Zuo Yu, are you really going to kill us all?" As Feng Tulong fled, he spoke with resentment, "Your grandfather and grandson have been nurtured by the Feng family for three generations. It's outrageous for you to betray the Feng family. You even killed so many of our children. Are you worthy of your father and grandfather?"

"Bullshit!" Wuhen scolded Zuo Yu on his behalf, "Old man, you're dead this time."

Zuo Yu's expression was indifferent. He didn't want to say anything. If he couldn't argue with this old man, he would just attack him.

Lin Feng harrumphed coldly. With the help of his Divine Devil Protection, his speed increased once again.

Yun Zhen's Qi devoured mountains and rivers. It was as if he was riding a cloud, and his speed wasn't slow at all.

"Old man, do you remember your name? In your next life, you will be called Long Tufeng. ” Little cheap dragon said, then he waved his fist and lunged forward.

Zuo Yu and the other two were the fastest. They had already arrived at the scene. Feng Tulong panicked and counterattacked. He flapped his wings and escaped. He managed to block one of the attacks, but he was in an even worse state.

"Zuo Yu, Loong Jianxiao, let me go. I promise that I will go back and persuade the patriarch to let the Feng family withdraw the Divine Wind Token and stop pursuing you." Feng Tulong said in a panic.

"Is the Feng family really that great? I still have the Divine Dragon Token. Next time, I will hunt down your patriarch, your grandfather's... "little cheap dragon chased after him.

In the sky, one was chasing while the other was fleeing. In a blink of an eye, they had covered a hundred miles. All of them had reached the theoretical limit of True Martial Stage speed, and they were able to catch up to them very quickly.

Feng Tulong could be seen shaking the Wind God Wings in a panic. He dived into the desolate mountain below, trying to use the mountain forest to cover his escape.

Zuo Yu and the other two chased after him. Lin Feng and the other two followed closely behind, and the six of them fell into the desolate mountain as well.

In the next moment, the six of them stopped and looked at Feng Tulong who was in front of them.

Feng Tulong stood on top of a mountain. His face was still pale, and his eyes were filled with hatred. However, there was no fear in his eyes. He just stared at them with a cold smile.

"Eh? Long Tufeng, why aren't you running anymore?" little cheap dragon's eyes darted around, looking like a curious baby, as if he hadn't had enough fun chasing after it yet. However, the corner of his eye was scanning his surroundings.

"Hahaha... Run? Why should I run? You're the ones running away. No, you can't run away. This is where you die... Hahahaha..." Feng Tulong laughed recklessly, his white hair fluttering wildly. He looked at them with a cruel look in his eyes.

"Hehe, this old man has gone mad. Forget it, we won't bother with this lunatic anymore. Let him go today. Let's go." little cheap dragon said with a smile, then turned around and fled.