When Zuo Feng said the word "seal", he obviously a little heaviered. The young man in the mask seemed to be extremely puzzled, and his head was slightly tilted, as if he was thinking about the meaning of Zuo Feng's previous words.

Zuo Feng did not explain much about this, and the two could not have a peaceful conversation. The pain of the blow just now, if it weren't for the extremely strong body and the flexible control of his body to make subtle adjustments, I'm afraid it would be light to fall to the ground now, and it would be possible that he would die on the spot.

The corner of his mouth curled up slightly, and his eyes glanced at the "prison lock" on the ground. I don't know if it was an illusion or something else, just as the "prison lock" was unbuttoned, he felt as if the spiritual energy in his body had been released. At this time, every part of his body seemed to tremble excitedly, and the spiritual energy in the sea seemed to be much more active than before.

‘Did I really make it a big hit? This "prison lock" not only has an amazing weight that can bind the body, but also has the function of binding the spiritual energy?’

He was secretly guessing in his heart, and then Zuo Feng slowly raised his eyes and glanced at the young man masked on the opposite side. Then he took out a pack of medicine and took it in bulk, then took out a paper bag and sprinkled it out of his body. At this time, Zuo Feng's body was covered with sweat and blood, and the medicine powder immediately stuck to it as soon as it touched the body.

The young man with mask saw this, but immediately remembered something and calmed down. Seeing the other party's behavior, Zuo Feng had to admire the other party's nature. Under such circumstances, he could suppress the anger in his chest and seize the time to recover his strength. Obviously, this is the wisest thing to do.

After Zuo Feng finished all this, he reached out and touched his waist. A small wine pot appeared in his hand. It was the "Forget-Wretchedness" that Ding Hao gave before. He pulled open the bottle plug and raised the wine pot high above his head, and then gently opened his wrist and mouth to make a slight slant. The strong aroma of wine spread out, which made the young man on the mask on the opposite side feel a little moved. Obviously, he also liked the thing in the cup.

This time, Zuo Feng started drinking without hesitation until he drank half of the wine in the pot in one breath, and then slowly put it away with satisfaction. Then Zuo Feng walked leisurely towards the young man who was masked, and the young man who was masked was completely shaken by Zuo Feng on the spot.

The two of them had just fought fiercely. Although Zuo Feng only had his full strength to resist, his spiritual power and physical strength were exhausted. Even if he took medicine, it would take some time to run the medicine throughout his body. But what he didn't know was that just as the "prison lock" was unlocked, Zuo Feng's energy and spiritual power also completely recovered in a blink of an eye.

Zuo Feng was not in his best condition at this time, but he felt a new feeling when he unlocked the "prison lock". This feeling made him have only one thought in his mind, which was to hurt the young man in front of him.

The young man with masked eyes flashed slightly, revealing a hint of decisiveness. Before Zuo Feng could approach, he rushed over first, and at the same time he suddenly swung his fist fiercely towards the opponent. But just as the punch was about to hit Zuo Feng's face, a white palm slowly raised.

The next moment, the masked young man's eyes were filled with disbelief. Because the boy opposite easily grabbed his fist, and his fist could not move at all. Just as the masked young man was stunned, Zuo Feng had already raised his foot and kicked it sideways.

"Bang"

Accompanied by the muffled sound, the young man's body was kicked backwards, and his feet were dragged on the ground for more than four feet to barely stabilize his body. Just as he was surprised that the opponent's strength had soared, Zuo Feng had already appeared in front of him like a ghost, and he did not hesitate to punch again, but he did not even touch the corner of the opponent's clothes.

A sharp pain came from the right body, and his body flew away to the side. As soon as the young man in mask stood up, Zuo Feng's body appeared in front of him again strangely. A trace of madness flashed in the young man's eyes, and a bloody color appeared in his eyes.

His fist strength and speed increased instantly, and he swung quickly towards Zuo Feng, but he still failed to hit Zuo Feng's body. The eyes of the young man in the mask can now barely keep up with Zuo Feng's movement speed as fast as a ghost, but being able to see is one thing, and whether he can hit the other party is another thing.

He clearly felt that he had grasped Zuo Feng's movement trajectory, but when he swung his fist, the opponent was no longer there. Every time he launched an attack, he would immediately get a fierce attack from the opponent somewhere on his body.

The masked young man's body was beaten to fly to this side in the spacious hall, but he would soon be kicked and rolled toward the other side. It can be said that the masked young man seemed to have lost the power to fight back at this time, and he could only let the other party fiddle like a human target.

"Dong"

The young man's body slammed heavily on the wall of the hall, then slowly fell down like a pool of mud, and finally collapsed to the ground. Zuo Feng could not see any emotion on his face at this time, but he narrowed his eyes and stared at the silver-white mask on the young man's face. Just as he was about to walk over and take it off, the young man's body shook a few times before sitting up.

‘This guy’s body is even as strong as that wolf-eating beast. How did he get it?’ Zuo Feng was puzzled. He didn’t think that there were still a few people in this world who could have such bizarre experiences as he could completely transform his body from the inside out.

Just as Zuo Feng was confused, the young man in mask raised his head and stared at Zuo Feng with fierce eyes. Then he sighed and said, "You are very strong, but you can't win me. I can give you the last prize, but you must give up now and withdraw."

The voice of the young man in mask was as unpleasant as metal friction. Zuo Feng felt that the sound was familiar, but it seemed that he had never heard it before. After a slight moment, Zuo Feng smiled and said, "Sorry, I must get the final prize, and I must get the victory of this trial."

Zuo Feng was not very interested in winning the final trial, but after hearing that the final prize was the "Pregnancy Pill", he made up his mind to win. If he had not arrived at the fifth floor of the Spindle Tower, he might have been a little moved by the masked young man's proposal, but when he came to the fifth floor, he made him a new discovery.

Just after Zuo Feng reached the fifth floor, he suddenly found that the black beast soul on his chest had an extremely abnormal fluctuation. This fluctuation seemed to tell Zuo Feng that there was something attractive to him on these fifth floors.

Zuo Feng was also puzzled at the time, "Isn't this spiral tower only five layers in total? It seems that there are probably six or interlayers, and this mysterious existence obviously has something to do with the beast soul in his body."

Zuo Feng made up his mind at that time to win the final victory. Since the above thing is related to the beast soul in his body, it is possible to relieve his violent and abnormality. This is too important for Zuo Feng, so now the young man with masks cannot accept it no matter what conditions he has given.

When the young man in mask heard Zuo Feng's refusal without hesitation, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes, but he was immediately replaced by a kind of determination. The young man stood up suddenly and raised his arms high and raised them. Zuo Feng immediately became alert when he saw that the other party was about to take action. But the next moment, he was shocked by the other party's behavior.

"Bang...bang...bang..."

The young man in mask raised his arms and did not rush towards Zuo Feng, but instead hammered hard at all parts of his body. Because he was wearing silver armor, the impact sound was extremely harsh. Zuo Feng observed coldly that every time the young man in masked his body, the armor at that position would sink slightly.

These depressions are all important acupoints, which are usually too late to protect, but the young man is crazily pounding these positions. Just when Zuo Feng was confused, the young man who masked had stopped his punching fist, and at the same time, he could clearly see that his eyes were covered with blood.

"puff"

A strange phenomenon came from the mask, and then a large piece of bright red blood flowed along the outer edge of the mask to the young man. After seeing this scene, Zuo Feng secretly guessed in his heart that this should be a special secret method similar to the disintegration of violent aura, and his cultivation level was improved in a short period of time at the cost of harming himself.

Sure enough, just after the young man spewed out blood, his own aura also skyrocketed rapidly. Zuo Feng roughly estimated that the other party had now reached the peak of the fifth level of the bone refining stage. Such cultivation and his strong and hot body were indeed qualified to say what he said just now.

The young man's body moved again. This time he did not rush towards the previous one, as if he was still a little afraid of Zuo Feng's speed at this moment. But he did not show any defensive posture, obviously he was extremely confident about his current physical strength.

Facing the young man who was slowly approaching, Zuo Feng's heart moved and took out the wine pot and took a sip. Then Zuo Feng's body began to shake slightly, looking like he was drunk.

If Ding Hao was here at this moment, he would be surprised to find that Zuo Feng was using his "Wine Fist". The steps under Zuo Feng's feet seemed chaotic, but they seemed to have some special rules in it. The sound of the footsteps also contained a special rhythm. Zuo Feng actually used the yellow-faced young man's unique skill "Phantom Sound Step".

The young man in the mask was unprepared and paused slightly, and at this moment, Zuo Feng suddenly transformed into three figures. Zuo Feng had carefully studied Ding Hao's "Wine Fist" before. Although he could not use it as freely as Ding Hao, with his amazing speed now, he could barely imitate a rough idea.

Three identical figures slowly walked towards the masked young man. As his arms swinged, six arms danced in the air, and then he suddenly attacked the masked young man.

Zuo Feng would not give the other party a chance to attack first, so Zuo Feng took the lead in using the "Wine Fist" that had just mastered some of the fur to launch an attack.
Chapter completed!