Chapter 19 The Yellow Bird Behind

Zuo Feng racked his brains to develop a set of body movement skills he named "pseudo-wind-going". This martial art is not only troublesome to activate, but also has some disadvantages.

First of all, the duration of this fluctuation is completely determined by the little beast, and he has no way to deal with it. After many experiments, he also figured out the approximate duration of this fluctuation, which is within a quarter of an hour, and will never exceed this time.

The activation of "wind-going" requires the release of wind attribute aura, because the aura released is not Zuo Feng's own, but after the little beast absorbed a little mysterious energy from his chest, they reached a special connection. It is because of this connection that he can barely use this "pseudo-wind-going", but the moving distance is far from what is recorded in the book.

Zuo Lie used his body movement to the extreme, not sparing the loss of aura, and chased the flickering Zuo Feng like a madman. The look he gave Zuo Feng now was like seeing a "big treasure" that could run.

Zuo Feng tried to use the Nifengxing while thinking about how to get out of this situation. He also considered launching a sneak attack on Zuo Lie while launching the Nifengxing fast movement, but his own cultivation was limited. Even if he endured the backlash and used the "Cloud Wave Palm" like last time, he didn't think he could cause much damage to the other party.

And since he gave the dagger to Shen Die, he no longer had any weapons on him, so he was at a loss for what to do about the current dilemma.

Zuo Feng, who showed up again, looked coldly at Zuo Lie who was breathing heavily not far away. The opponent's physical and spiritual power loss seemed to be extremely huge. But if you calculate the time, there is not much time left for him to launch the "pseudo Nifengxing".

This awkward situation is about to pass, but the result will be that he will be captured alive and tortured to death.

"Huhu..., little bastard, I don't believe you can fly to the sky."

Zuo Feng's heart moved. The "Nifengxing" emphasizes running fast with the wind, and flying against the wind can soar into the sky. But as soon as this idea came up, it was rejected by Zuo Feng. The time he activated "pseudo against the wind" was too short, and it was probably only enough to make him fly a short distance. Falling from the air at that time was definitely not a joke.

Looking at Zuo Lie who kept scolding him, Zuo Feng's mind seemed to have a flash of inspiration, and then he slowly walked to the side. Fortunately, the other party had not yet discovered the movement pattern of his windward movement.

"Little bastard, you can't run anymore. As long as you are willing to tell me the secrets in your body, I promise to let you live."

Zuo Feng looked at the other party in silence and coldly, and his feet still kept circling behind him. It was not until Zuo Feng really came to the upwind position that he was slightly excited and let out a long sigh of relief, and said coldly.

"A spy who can betray his own village dares to say anything about guarantees. Your guarantees are worthless."

Zuo Feng's words seemed to have pierced Zuo Lie's nerves, and his already gloomy face became even uglier. The veins on his face jumped violently, and he roared angrily and rushed towards Zuo Feng.

Zuo Feng calmly reached his hand into his arms, and squinted his eyes at Zuo Lie who rushed towards him again. He gritted his teeth secretly. Time was running out. I was afraid that this would be the last time he launched the "pseudo-against the wind". He had to fight this time no matter what.

"I should be the village chief of Zuojia Village. You little brat know nothing. I want..."

Zuo Lie's roar stopped abruptly, and a thin figure slowly emerged in front of him. The boy was looking at Zuo Lie opposite with a mocking smile. The boy grabbed something in his hand and stuffed it into Zuo Lie's wide-open mouth.

Zuo Lie was stunned for a while, but then he felt an extremely terrifying cold air, which quickly spread downward from his mouth. His eyes were still full of disbelief at this time, but now he couldn't even move half a finger, and could only stand there stupidly.

In just two blinks, Zuo Feng quickly took back the object that was stuffed in Zuo Lie's mouth. The object finally showed its original appearance. It was a small jade bottle with a crystal body. It was the "Cold Condensed Ice Mist" given to Zuo Feng by the woman named Huansheng.

After Zuo Feng took out the jade bottle, he immediately inserted the wooden cork in his other hand into the bottle mouth, then gently placed the small bottle on the ground, turned around and ran away quickly.

Because he had used it before, he knew how terrible the power of this thing was. He didn't know whether it would explode even if it was not thrown out after the wooden cork was pulled out, so he wisely chose to hide temporarily.

After a moment, Zuo Feng walked back carefully, took a look at the small jade bottle lying quietly on the ground, and after making sure that there was nothing wrong with it, he carefully kicked it into his arms again.

Looking up at Zuo Lie who was standing there like a wooden sculpture, Zuo Feng stretched out his hand and poked his face. The touch was cold and hard, like ten thousand years of solid ice.

Zuo Lie's death at this time was extremely terrifying. His whole face was blue and black, and there was a thin layer of frost on the surface of his skin. The two eyeballs have turned into gray ice balls with a few cracks on them, and his wide-open mouth still has cold air coming out.

Seeing Zuo Lie like this, Zuo Feng felt like vomiting. He didn't know whether it was because of Zuo Lie's disgusting appearance or because of his first reaction to killing someone.

He suppressed the discomfort in his chest and abdomen, and calmed down a little. After hesitating for a while, he slowly put his hand into the other's arms.

"Hehe, you are really not simple, you can kill him. But it's okay, we are about to take action against you, and he will eventually die."

A sharp laugh rang in Zuo Feng's ears. The sound was so sudden that Zuo Feng was so frightened that he immediately retracted his hand and looked around.

In the direction of the sound, an old man in gray clothes walked out of the dense forest. The old man's appearance was very sudden. When Zuo Feng saw his gray clothes, he had roughly guessed his identity as "that group of rats from the Fengtian Dynasty."

He couldn't help but feel bitter in his mouth. He had just used "Pseudo Headwind" and could not use it again in a short time. At the same time, he also revealed the trump card of "Han Ning Bing Mist". This man's cultivation level was obviously no lower than that of Zuo Lie, and he knew that he would have no hope of survival this time.

"Boy, it seems that your movement and martial arts can only move in one direction. It seems that it can only be used with the wind."

Zuo Feng was secretly frightened. The opponent had obviously arrived a long time ago, but he had been quietly observing the changes here. It seemed that even if he could use "Pseudo Against the Wind" at this moment, he still had no chance of survival.

"Are you from the Fengtian Dynasty?"

"Um……"

The expression of the old man in gray changed slightly, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly. It was obvious that his identity was extremely sensitive, which was why he cared so much.

"Boy, you actually know my identity. It seems that I need to have a good chat with you."

The man in gray said it lightly, but there was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes. A sense of powerlessness enveloped Zuo Feng's heart. The other party would definitely torture him in the most cruel way, and then dig out everything he wanted to know bit by bit.

'It seems that I am destined to die tonight, so taking my own life may not be a bad choice.'

Zuo Feng had already made a decision in his heart. He secretly mobilized the spiritual energy in his palms. As long as the opponent came closer, he was ready to slap the opponent above his head.

But as the man in gray stepped forward, his body suddenly stiffened, and then Zuo Feng discovered that there was an extra sword tip on his Adam's apple.

The sword tip slowly retracted, and the man in gray had a look of disbelief on his face. Bright red blood spurted out from the small wound, and his body slowly fell forward, revealing a very familiar figure behind him.

The moment he saw this figure, Zuo Feng felt that he was no longer in any danger, as if his whole body was a little weak, and his body swayed and he sat down on the ground.

"Feng'er, you are too ridiculous. Why didn't you tell me about such a big thing in advance?"

Listening to those stern words with a hint of concern, Zuo Feng said with a bright smile.

"Master, I was wrong."

The person who came was none other than Zuo Feng’s master, Teng Xiaoyun, the head of Zuojia Village. Seeing Zuo Feng's sunny smile, Teng Xiaoyun sighed softly, but could no longer say the words of blame behind him.

"Let me see if you are injured."

Zuo Feng shook his head with a smile on his face and said, "I'm fine, it's just that my spiritual energy has been excessively depleted."

When Zuo Feng used "Pseudo Against the Wind", although the spiritual power released came from the small beasts, he also had to mobilize a large amount of spiritual energy to control it. In the process of avoiding Zuo Lie just now, he was in this state because of his frequent use of this body and martial arts.

"Master, when did you come?"

Teng Xiaoyun said, pointing to the corpse at his feet, and at the same time looking at Zuo Lie who was standing stiffly, he said, "When I came, it was when this guy appeared."

"Did you kill him?"

After looking at Zuo Lie in surprise for a while, Teng Xiaoyun continued speaking in disbelief.

Zuo Feng nodded gently, and when he saw Teng Xiaoyun looking at him with a puzzled expression, he smiled slightly and took out the small jade bottle from his arms.

"This is?"

Even with Teng Xiaoyun's eyes, he couldn't see its origin. Zuo Feng had no intention of hiding it, so he slowly recounted everything he had experienced after being deceived by Zuo Peng and then in Dongshan Canyon.

After listening to Zuo Feng's narration, Teng Xiaoyun couldn't help but look at Zuo Feng with strange eyes. It wasn't until Taoist general Zuo Feng looked a little embarrassed that he spoke again.

"It turned out to be Senior Huansheng. I didn't expect that she is still alive in the world. You are really blessed. Since it is a gift from her, it must not be an ordinary thing. Hurry up and collect it. "

Zuo Feng said with some surprise: "'Senior Huansheng' is obviously a middle-aged woman."

When Teng Xiaoyun heard what Zuo Feng said, he smiled and shook his head, saying: "What a middle-aged woman, I wasn't even born when she became famous. If you have the chance to see her again next time, don't miss it." Etiquette.”

Zuo Feng nodded seriously, then seemed to remember something and spoke quickly.

"Master, how did you know that I would be in danger?"