In addition to the two warriors with higher cultivation levels, Zuo Feng could still tell that the other three were at the fifth or sixth level of the bone refining stage. Their strength was similar to that of the young warriors in the village. In terms of numbers, they were
The gap immediately made the three opponents show their weakness.
In just two short breaths, the three opponents were killed on the spot. The eight young warriors in the village did not join the other two battles, but spread out and surrounded the battle circle for the same purpose as Zuo Feng ordered Zuo Feng to do.
Thickness is the same thing.
Teng Xiaoyun faced a middle-aged man with a hooked nose and a giant axe. Although they had just fought not long ago, Teng Xiaoyun had already firmly defeated the opponent. The opponent on the second elder's side was a bodyguard.
The skinny middle-aged man in gray clothes and holding a short spear, the strength of the two is about the same.
This gray-clothed figure is very familiar to Zuo Feng. It is exactly the same as the original owner of his black short blade. He knows that he is from the Fengtian Dynasty without asking.
The long sword in Teng Xiaoyun's hand flew up and down, forcing his opponent back step by step. The giant ax used by the hook-nosed man was quite large. On the surface, it seemed that the giant ax enveloped the whole body airtight when he swung it. However, Zuo Feng
I noticed that Teng Xiaoyun's long sword would always pick or stab when the old force of the giant ax was exhausted and the new force failed to catch up, making the hook-nosed man unable to resist.
"If you let me go, the feud between us and Zuojia Village will be wiped out. I guarantee here that I will never embarrass Zuojia Village again."
The hook-nosed man became more and more flustered as he fought, and finally couldn't hold back and started shouting for mercy.
"Humph, if you still try to do this at this time, you can't treat me like a three-year-old child."
Teng Xiaoyun snorted and said with disdain, tightening the sword in his hand even more.
"You forced me to do this."
The hook-nosed man suddenly and desperately rushed towards Teng Xiaoyun, cutting his shoulder and stabbing his lower abdomen with the long sword without caring. As he took a step, he concentrated all his spiritual energy on the giant axe, holding the giant ax in both hands.
He slashed fiercely from left to right, trying to cut Teng Xiaoyun into two pieces from the waist with this blow.
Zuo Feng, who was watching, noticed that Teng Xiaoyun's expression remained unchanged under such a terrifying attack, but his eyes suddenly flashed with brilliance. When the giant ax approached, Teng Xiaoyun's whole body curled back like a bow, until
Just as the back of his head was about to touch his calf, the giant ax passed right against his body.
"drink"
As soon as the giant ax sliced across, Teng Xiaoyun heard a low cry in his throat. Then his body bounced back like a severely bent bamboo at a speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye, and the long sword in his hand stabbed out flatly.
Then he drew his sword and jumped back, leaving a small wound on the hook-nosed man's throat. Then the small wound suddenly became larger, and a large amount of blood formed a blood mist in front of him as if it was free. At this time, Fujisho Yun
The person was already three feet away, and there was no trace of blood on his body, which made those who saw him feel an indescribable sense of ease and ease.
The person who was most shocked by Teng Xiaoyun's exquisite swordsmanship was the tall, thin man in gray clothes who was fighting with the third elder.
At this time, although the man was still resisting the fierce attack of the third elder, he kept looking at Teng Xiaoyun with his peripheral vision, and there was indescribable joy and excitement in his eyes.
"You, it's you! Haha, it's really you. After all these years, I finally found it. Let me see if you can escape this time."
The tall, thin man in gray clothes who was in the midst of a fierce battle was laughing maniacally as if he was possessed by an evil spirit and speaking words that no one could understand. Only Teng Xiaoyun, who had always been calm, gradually turned gloomy.
"How do you know that I am hiding in this place? If you don't tell me, I won't let you die happily."
Teng Xiaoyun stared at the man in gray with an expression that Zuo Feng had never seen in these years. He knew that his master was really angry.
"No need to bother you, no one can take my life."
The tall and thin man said with a wild laugh. As he continued to laugh wildly, his whole body made continuous "crackling" sounds due to the collision of joints. The already tall man suddenly lifted up a little, and his body seemed to be inflated.
The ball bulges outward.
The originally loose gray clothes of the man in gray were slowly torn apart by his swollen body. Everyone was shocked by this weird scene and was stunned on the spot. Only Teng Xiaoyun was the first to react and shouted, "
"Hurry up," he said, holding the long sword in his hand and slashing at the man in gray.
Zuo Feng also recovered from the shock. He vaguely remembered that Teng Xiaoyun seemed to have mentioned a mysterious and domineering technique to him. The current situation of the man in gray was very similar to the introduction at that time. He still clearly remembered the technique.
The name of the method is "violent disintegration".
Thinking of the introduction of the technique, Zuo Feng felt chills running down his spine. Because after using "violent disintegration", the most terrifying thing is not death, but knowing that he will die but having to suffer all kinds of pain and torture until all his spiritual power is burned out.
Only then will you truly die.
"Violent Qi Disintegration" is basically not a skill. Strictly speaking, it is a suicidal strengthening method. When performing the skill, all acupoints are opened, absorbing all the surrounding spiritual energy, and then using one's own spiritual energy to detonate these absorbed incomings.
Refined spiritual energy.
One's own strength can be greatly improved, and the body will become extremely strong. However, only the caster knows the huge pain involved. Once activated, it cannot be reversed, and it can be said to be an extremely overbearing evil skill.
According to Fujisho Yun, during the process of using violent energy to disintegrate, a person's spiritual sense and touch will also be strengthened, even several times stronger than that of ordinary people, that is, they will continue to feel the pain all over the body keenly until
Just thinking about the feeling of death will make Zuo Feng feel his scalp numb.
The tall and thin man in gray clothes has now become a strong man with a strong back and a strong waist. The bulging tendons and blood vessels on the surface of the skin are clearly visible. Facing the sword that Fuji Xiaoyun struck with all his strength, he did not use the weapon but raised it.
Arm block.
"puff"
Accompanied by the dull sound of defeating the leather, Teng Xiaoyun's long sword could only cut half of his arm, but could not cut off his arm. Moreover, not a drop of blood flowed out from the injured position of the arm, which made Zuo Feng even more sure.
What the other party used was the weird "violent disintegration" method.
The man in gray laughed wildly and waved his arms. The third elder and Teng Xiaoyun were unable to take advantage of him at all, and they all ducked to both sides.
"Get away quickly"
Teng Xiaoyun's voice had just fallen, but it was too late. One of the eight young warriors on the outermost perimeter was hit by the fist of the man in gray when he was unable to prevent himself. His whole body was knocked away, and his chest was even more
It collapsed completely, as if it had been hit directly by a giant hammer.
The man in gray clothes rushed towards the mouth of the valley as fast as the wind. Zuo Feng and the others had already moved aside. They stared intently at the warrior in gray clothes in front of them, witnessing his final madness before his death.
It wasn't until the gray figure completely disappeared that everyone came back to their senses. Teng Xiaoyun came to the side of the injured young warrior, but immediately sighed helplessly and turned around and said.
"Take him with you and go back to the village."
"Master"
Seeing Teng Xiaoyun preparing to leave, Zuo Feng shouted with some excitement that this was the second time his master had saved his life. He couldn't express his gratitude because that would take their master-disciple relationship too lightly.
Already.
More importantly, he saw that there were other emotions hidden under the cold appearance of the master. Why did the man in gray clothes become so excited when he recognized the master? He even felt that the man used explosive energy to disintegrate.
, is directly related to recognizing the master. He almost subconsciously stopped Teng Xiaoyun, because he felt an inexplicable panic in his heart at this time.
Hearing Zuo Feng's call, Teng Xiaoyun's face froze slightly, and he turned his head with difficulty. He stared at Zuo Feng for a while, and then managed to squeeze out a smile.
"Master, you..."
Teng Xiaoyun waved his hand to interrupt Zuo Feng's words, looked at the people around him and said: "You go back to the village first and be ready to fight at any time."
Hearing what Teng Xiaoyun said, Zuo Feng seemed to suddenly wake up. He turned around and said to the friends beside him: "You and Zuo Hou and the others will meet up to deal with this place, and then go back to the convoy to help clean up the battlefield over there. Question
Once you know the whereabouts of the missing people in our hunting group, you can... decide how to deal with them."
All the young people made a loud promise. After this battle, Zuo Feng had already established a very high prestige in the hearts of these young people.
When Teng Xiaoyun heard Zuo Feng mention the missing hunting group, he knew that he was thinking about his eldest son Teng Li. He sighed and patted Zuo Feng's shoulder. Only the two of them knew the meaning.
Looking at Teng Xiaoyun walking in front, Zuo Feng quickly followed him without saying anything else.
"I'm afraid the bloody chaos here is all caused by the Fengtian Dynasty, or it may... have something to do with me."
On the side of a mountain, Teng Xiaoyun put his hands behind his back and looked up at the dark night sky, speaking in a slightly hoarse voice.
Zuo Feng did not say a word, but silently looked at Teng Xiaoyun's slightly thin back, which gave him an endless feeling of loneliness.
"I thought the matter was over long ago, but I didn't expect that after so long, they still wouldn't let me go."
Fujisho Yun spoke again, and there was deep regret and self-blame in his words.
"Master, no matter what, you may have been exposed. You can't stay any longer. You'd better come with us to Yancheng for shelter."
Zuo Feng finally couldn't hold himself back any longer and said eagerly.
"The things involved here are too wide, and it is not as simple as you think. You just need to remember to live a good life in Yancheng with the people in the village, forget your original home, and forget all the hatred."
Zuo Feng realized that the matter might be more difficult than he guessed, but Teng Xiaoyun had sealed the conversation, so he could not get to the bottom of it.
"Go back, your friends need you, and the people in the village need you even more. You performed very well this time, and I can see your actions clearly. I saw you right, you will be Zuojiacun
hope."
After a slight pause, he continued: "We will go to Yancheng to meet you later, so don't worry too much."
Zuo Feng's heart moved. Only then did he realize that his master had known about his action for a long time. But his master just watched silently, and did not show up to meet him until he and others were in danger. He understood that this was the master's presence.
Test yourself.
"Go back, I want to stay here alone for a while."
Zuo Feng still wanted to speak, but Teng Xiaoyun obviously didn't want to talk any more. His teeth had bitten his lip, and a little blood came from the corner of his mouth. He took two steps back, knelt on one knee and gave Teng Xiaoyun a master-disciple gift, and stood up again.
