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Left Wind, one person fights six bandits alone!

The four-person saint is a twofold realm, and the two-person saint is a threefold realm.

The Bandit King, the Anti-Heaven Bandit King, and the Tongtian Bandit King, the three bandit kings of the land of bandits float in the air.

Behind them, there were dozens of bandits ranging from the first realm of saints to the fifth realm of saints.

In everyone's eyes, the Purple Saint Left Wind will inevitably die today.

Not to mention the three bandit kings who haven't made a move yet, there are hundreds of saints, who can kill him thousands of times.

However, the three bandit kings only sent six people, wanting to slowly grind Zuo Feng.

Let people see all the jokes, humiliate Zuo Feng to their heart's content, and vent their anger in their hearts.

Zuo Feng, the purple sword in his hand flew up, resisting the attack of the saint bandits from the four directions.

He was still alive and wounded.

"Boy, you actually killed so many bandits in me, and you dare to say that you will slaughter all the bandits in the world, I really don't know whether you live or die!"

"Now, I'm going to cut off your flesh with one knife at a time. ”

The saint bandit said coldly.

Zuo Feng's expression was indifferent, he didn't say a word, the purple light on his body was swirling, and the way of attack was killed wave after wave.

Burst!

A piece of flesh was slashed off Zuo Feng's shoulder, but then his purple sword also cut off the head of a Saint Dual Realm Saint Bandit,

Only the spirit infant fled in terror, but was then swept away by a purple sword light.

The wounds on Zuo Feng's shoulder continued to increase, and the pieces of flesh on his body were slashed away, but he still stood still.

Even if he was covered in blood, his expression was still extremely indifferent, unchanged.

And in the process, four Saint Double Realm bandits have been killed by him.

The remaining two Saint Triple Realm bandits had ugly faces, and their eyes could not hide their fear.

The other party's vitality and willpower are too strong, right?

After being so seriously injured, he didn't even die, and his shot was still steady, accurate, ruthless, and extremely violent.

In fact, Zuo Feng's practice of "Xuanmen Jue" is very extraordinary.

As his realm ascended, the more terrifying the power he expressed.

The aspect of life endurance alone is also extremely perverted.

Otherwise, if you change to another Saint Dao First Heavy Realm cultivator, even if you have a purple vein, you will be injured like this.

If you don't die, you will have lost your combat power a long time ago.

"I don't believe you can hold out for long, Zuo Feng, suffer death!"

The remaining two bandits of the Saint Triple Realm did not dare to delay any longer at this time, and condensed a supreme attack to destroy Zuo Feng.

Above the void, the faces of the three bandit kings had become extremely ugly.

They didn't expect that the kid of the Saint First Heavy Realm had such amazing combat power that he hadn't even killed his four Saint Double Realm subordinates.

At this time, two bandits from the Saint Triple Realm killed from both sides.

Burst!

Burst!

Zi Feng's shoulders were pierced by two large knives, and blood splattered.

But the faces of the two Saint Triple Realm bandits changed drastically.

"Not good!"

They screamed because at this moment they found that the knife in their hands could not move, and was locked by a terrible force.

At this moment, the two of them came to their senses that Zuo Feng had deliberately inserted their treasure knives into his shoulders.

At this time, locked by his shoulder secret technique, the two of them already felt dangerous and wanted to retreat.

Burst!

Burst!

But how could the left wind possibly give them a chance?

The purple sword was already ready to be launched, and the strongest sword move was crossed.

The two of them were cut in two at the same time from the sea of qi and died instantly.

"This ......"

Seeing this scene, a group of people could not believe it.

The Purple Saint Zuo Feng didn't die, it was six Saint Realm bandits who died.

It's so unexpected, it's so shocking!

But the crowd still sighed.

Because the Purple Saint Zuo Feng still can't escape death, a genius is doomed.

Zuo Feng's master, Xuanqing Ancestor, if he was not injured by the Heavenly Corpse Ancestor, he could still shelter Zuo Feng in retreat and healing.

But now, the Purple Saint Left Wind has no one to shelter, and in the face of the three major bandit kings, there is only one way to die.

"To my surprise, you can also pull my six Saint Realm men to accompany me to the funeral!"

"But today, without the old ghost of Xuanqing, I see who can protect you, suffer death!"

The Heavenly Bandit King opened his mouth coldly.

As for Zuo Feng, his legs trembled at this time, and it was difficult to stand, so he needed to support the ground with a purple sword before he fell.

On both shoulders, there were two large knives hanging from them, and blood was gushing out.

His face was as white as paper, but his voice was still extremely firm: "It's just six people, it's far from enough, I only hate being born ten years late, otherwise, killing you beasts is only in the snap of your fingers!"

"Haha...... Ten years, wishful thinking, you don't have this opportunity anymore!"

The Bandit King laughed loudly.

Then, he raised his palm and slapped it into the left wind.

Airplanes!

Above the void, the wind and clouds moved, and a black giant palm, stirring with the aura of destruction, slapped down to the left wind.

It's all going to end in one palm!

All people have such thoughts in their hearts.

But at this time, a voice faintly echoed between heaven and earth: "Who said he didn't have a chance?"

The sound fell, and the huge black giant palm above the void actually dispersed like a cloud of smoke and turned into nothingness.

"Who?"

The attack of the Tongtian Bandit King was neutralized by the invisible force, and his face changed greatly.

At the same time, my heart was filled with anger.

"This ......"

The crowd couldn't believe the drama-like change.

At the same time, all eyes were focused on where the voice came from.

I saw a young man, stepping into the entrance step by step, until he stood by Zuo Feng's side, and then stopped.

The three major bandit kings, and the saints and bandits, all stared at Jiang Xiaochen deadly.

"Another saint in the garbage of the realm?"

"Haha...... I'm laughing to death!"

"This is a fool who came to send him to death, the identification is complete!"

......

At this time, a group of bandits pointed at Jiang Xiaochen and laughed.

But the three bandit kings couldn't laugh, and looked at Jiang Xiaochen with solemn eyes.

Zuo Feng looked at the young man who suddenly appeared in front of him at this time.

He couldn't believe it, thinking that he was too badly injured and hallucinating.

"Master, is that you?"

Left Wind muttered.

Jiang Xiaochen slapped his palm on Zifeng's back, and the two big knives hanging on Zuo Feng's body were shocked away.

At the same time, an indestructible force poured into Zuo Feng's body, slowing down the injuries on his body.

"Naturally, it's me, how about letting Master take you to slaughter the three bandit kings today?"

Jiang Xiaochen's voice was undisguised, echoing between heaven and earth.

When everyone heard this, they were in disbelief and their hearts were shocked.

In fact, Jiang Xiaochen had been away for too long, and they didn't recognize him.

And Jiang Xiaochen is just a cultivator of the first realm of a saint, and he actually said that he would slaughter the three bandit kings!

All this ...... Doesn't it seem too dreamy?

"Arrogance, this bandit can destroy you thousands of times, and he even dares to say that he wants to kill my boss!"

A sage fivefold realm bandit heard Jiang Xiaochen's words, and was furious and killed.