Chapter 148: The Killing Begins

The smoke gradually dissipated, revealing two tightly closed doors, but there was a big hole in the middle of the door. Not only was the young man who was watching Zuo Feng from a distance stunned, but even the guards who had been prepared inside were also stunned.

Under the black paint, you can see that the interior of the door is green, proving that the door is indeed made of the best Qingtiemu. Qingtiemu is a relatively common tree species in the Yelin Empire, and its characteristic is that it is known for its toughness. Generally, Qingtiemu with a growth period of three to five years can be used to make many daily tools, while Qingtiemu with a growth period of more than ten years can be used to make some high-quality furniture.

The tables and chairs that Zuo Feng saw on the top floor of Weixiangzhai were all made of these Qingtiemu. But the wood used to make the door in front of him is obviously more precious than that, which can be seen from the thickness of the door, which is nearly six or seven inches.

This must be made of Qingtiemu that is at least thirty years old. Not to mention the young man with bare hands, even a warrior in the early stage of muscle hardening holding a sledgehammer, it would take a while to cause such damage to the door.

So it only took one blow to blast the door open, and it also created such a big hole, how could these guards not be shocked. They didn't know that just now, Zuo Feng used the method of borrowing force in "Lian Rou Push Hands" and the method of storing force in "Wine Fist".

The most important thing is the "prison lock" in Zuo Feng's hand. It not only has a terrifying weight, but also this "prison lock" is the hardest thing Zuo Feng has ever seen. At the same time, Zuo Feng just made a move in anger, and such destructive power even exceeded his original expectations. I am afraid that if he were to do it again, it would be difficult to achieve the effect just now.

The door and the horizontal bolt inside the door were also broken by Zuo Feng's blow. At this time, Zuo Feng just pushed lightly, and the door was pushed open. Zuo Feng stepped in, and the young man who was monitoring behind him did not leave immediately because of curiosity, but moved forward a little more, wanting to see what Zuo Feng would do next.

The guards in the door took a few steps back in panic. When they saw that it was only a teenager of fourteen or fifteen years old, they were relieved. At this time, most of the guards cast their eyes on a young man in the crowd. This young man was the one who had hurriedly reported to Zhang Yu before.

The young man was also helpless at this time. The meaning in everyone's eyes was very clear, that is, they wanted him to report this matter to the commander as soon as possible. He had such a plan in his heart, but when he left, the commander specifically told him not to bother him because of this matter, so he could only helplessly show a bitter smile to others.

These guards have been in the commander's mansion for some time, and they are very familiar with the temper of their commander. When they saw the young man's bitter smile, they all looked at Zuo Feng again helplessly. Although these people were shocked by the hand that Zuo Feng just showed, they did not think that Zuo Feng really had the strength to break the door.

Because Zuo Feng was wearing a "prison lock", the guards could not see his true cultivation level. After exchanging glances, they slowly gathered together and surrounded Zuo Feng at the door.

It was the young man who had reported the news before. He obviously had a high status among the group of people. His cultivation level was also the highest among the guards in charge of the gate, with the strength of the first level of the bone refining period. These people were all speculating at this time that Zuo Feng must have used some special tools to cause such terrible damage to the gate.

Zuo Feng looked around and saw that more than a dozen warriors were only in the middle and late stages of the strong body. Among them, the one with the highest cultivation level only reached the first level of the bone refining period. In Zuo Feng's current view, warriors of this strength were not worth his attention at all.

Zuo Feng walked forward with an indifferent look on his face. More than a dozen warriors looked at each other but did not retreat a step. Instead, they faced Zuo Feng after hesitating for a moment. Zuo Feng narrowed his eyes and scanned the surroundings. Although more than a dozen warriors were divided into two rows, they approached him almost at the same time.

But at this time, he could sense the differences in everyone's movements and the subtle changes in their expressions. This information gathered together in Zuo Feng's mind, and then he had a rough judgment of these people. These people attacked Zuo Feng with their weapons in their hands, but Zuo Feng suddenly rushed to the left as if he had been prepared.

When these people raised their weapons almost at the same time, Zuo Feng had already judged that the people on the right were more brave, while the three people on the left were extremely timid and their movements were slower than others. Sure enough, when all the weapons were approaching, Zuo Feng's figure had already rushed to the left like a ghost, and the three people on the left had just raised their weapons.

The first person Zuo Feng chose to attack was a young guard holding a spear. The only weakness of the spear is that it is difficult to deal with enemies who are good at close combat. Zuo Feng is best at close combat. While jumping to the left, a vague black shadow appeared in his palm when his palm turned over.

The shadow followed Zuo Feng's figure and pounced on the gun-wielding young man. The young man was so frightened that he didn't react at all. He felt a slight chill on his neck, and then found that his vision was crooked and he fell down. Zuo Feng killed one person instantly, but his expression did not change at all, and he didn't even blink once.

With a step, when all the weapons attacked again, Zuo Feng had already rushed in another direction. Only a trail of blood and a slowly turning cold corpse were left on the spot.

"This... this side! Ah!"

A guard was shouting in fear, but a flash of black light also killed him. Zuo Feng kept moving his feet, his left arm slightly bent, and his left arm seemed a little unnatural as his body moved quickly.

But if a discerning person was here, he would find that every time Zuo Feng was exhausted, it was also the moment when he waved his left arm, his body would generate new strength for no reason, and his body would accelerate again. Moreover, his left arm not only allowed him to accelerate suddenly, but also made his movement completely inconsistent with normal rules.

Many warriors saw the direction in which Zuo Feng rushed forward, but when everyone launched a crazy attack on that position, Zuo Feng would suddenly turn to another place and move there. In such a chaotic venue, Zuo Feng was like a swimming fish among the crowd.

Although he could not spread his telekinesis to explore the surroundings, his keen spiritual perception was like eyes all over his body. The slight friction sound of clothes, the light reflected by the waving of weapons, and the air flow caused by the enemy's movement. Zuo Feng clearly captured all this information through vision, hearing, smell and touch, and summarized it in his mind.

Often, as soon as a guard hesitated because of fear, Zuo Feng's thin figure appeared in front of him like a ghost. Zuo Feng's strange body movements and ruthless methods made these guards with rich combat experience feel a chill. Fear spreads among the crowd like a disease, and the more afraid they are, the faster they will die.

In a blink of an eye, only four people were left out of the dozen guards, including the warrior with the highest level of Bone Refining Stage 1. At this time, the other three gathered around him nervously, looking at him with fear and pleading.

The guard also had a flash of fear in his eyes, but he quickly pretended to be calm and said, "You know the temper of the commander. If we give up the location of this gate, you know the consequences. This kid is obviously powerless. As long as we can successfully kill him, the commander will personally teach everyone a top-level middle-grade technique."

These guards were a little hesitant at first, but when they heard the reward mentioned by the young man at the end, greed appeared in their eyes. They exchanged glances with each other and rushed towards Zuo Feng at the same time. A top-level middle-grade technique is enough to allow them to smoothly advance to the middle stage of tendon hardening, and it is also enough to make them completely crazy.

For these guards with average talents, being able to get a good technique will not only greatly improve their training speed, but also give them an advantage in fighting with warriors of the same level. Such benefits have completely moved these people.

But the three people whose minds were blinded by greed did not notice that when they rushed forward at the same time, the young man who had spoken before, who was at the first level of the bone refining stage, showed a hint of ridicule on his face at this time. Almost at the same time, his feet stomped hard on the ground, but his figure retreated violently.

Zuo Feng saw all this clearly. When the three people rushed towards him at the same time, he also rushed forward violently. His figure seemed to be rushing straight, but if you observe carefully, you will find that his body was shaking slightly. With the shaking of his body, when Zuo Feng took the third step, he had transformed from one person to three people. This was exactly the footwork in the "Drunken Fist" that Zuo Feng had learned.

The three guards who rushed over had never seen such a strange body movement. They saw that the three figures were like Zuo Feng's real body, and it seemed that the three figures were all illusions. In this lightning, Zuo Feng's three figures had rushed in front of the three people.

The three figures were like blurred shadows, passing through the bodies of the three people in a flash, and finally slowly merged together behind the three people. Zuo Feng's eyes flashed with cold light, and the black short blade in his hand shook and flew out.

Zuo Feng ignored the rapidly spinning short blade, but looked back in surprise. The young guard who abandoned his companions and fled also noticed the sound of breaking wind approaching from behind, and did not hesitate to dodge to the side quickly.

But what surprised him was that the sound of metal breaking through the air also changed its trajectory. Just as the young man looked back in shock, a black shadow quickly passed in front of him. The young man was stunned for a long time, but he couldn't understand why the knife could catch up with him when he had obviously dodged.

At this time, after killing the young man in the first level of the Bone Refining Stage, the black short blade continued to fly forward in an arc. At a certain moment, the short blade suddenly began to change direction, and after circling around, it flew back to Zuo Feng again. If the yellow-haired foreign woman on the first floor of the spiral tower was here, she would find that Zuo Feng had just used her unique flying knife skill.