Chapter 842 Itching to kill

The whole valley was boiling instantly, but the people on the top of the mountain had no time to pay attention to the situation below.

When Zuo Feng led these people to the top of the mountain, he planned to deal with them directly. And these warriors who followed him had their own ideas, especially after seeing that Zuo Feng and Amber had a lot of treasures on them, they were unwilling to give up the fat meat on the edge of the knife.

The siege of the three people did not make Zuo Feng panic, and he even glanced in the direction of the valley. Although the fire in the valley flickered a large area, Zuo Feng could still see that the fire should not be emitted from the direction where General Tao and his group of people were.

Recalling the strange pile of goods he had seen before, he seemed to remember something in his mind.

As soon as the thought flashed through his mind, the white-faced man on the opposite side had already rushed over, and at the same time, there were figures flashing on both sides, and it seemed that they were about to form a siege.

But at this critical moment, Zuo Feng did not choose to retreat or dodge, but instead faced forward. The man in front of him was the one with the highest cultivation among the three. Although he was not as good as the bearded Zhang, he was a warrior who had just entered the fourth level of the tendon hardening period. However, Zuo Feng did not take this gap seriously.

Zuo Feng quickened his pace and came over like a gust of wind. It was only when Zuo Feng used all his speed that the white-faced man opposite him showed a look of surprise. In his smile that had just emerged, there was a hint of fear.

He and his other two companions saw the scene where the bearded Zhang was killed before. Although that scene was very strange, they did not think that was the real strength. Perhaps this giant sword had a strange thing, so it was able to let the bearded Zhang die here.

As long as the three of them joined forces to restrain the strange giant sword that was not clear about the situation, they could deal with the young man in front of them.

But when Zuo Feng used his speed and footwork, they found that they were all wrong, and they were too wrong. The fighting power of the young man in front of them was far from what they had judged before. Even without the strange attack method of the giant sword, they still felt very difficult.

As Zuo Feng took a step, he had already secretly mobilized his spiritual energy, and the Snake Step was fully launched at this time. His previous attack on the bearded man Zhang was to take the initiative to suppress the opponent's arrogance, so that he would fight with him in fear, and he could easily kill him.

But the opponent was too fierce, and he was not afraid of the death of his companions at all, but let them attack him with all their strength. Zuo Feng was certainly not afraid, but he felt a little itchy when these people attacked.

Amber had not attacked for a while, and he had not really fought with people for a while.

When he was in Linshan County, in addition to a big battle with the monster, there were several competitions in Linshan Villa. But those competitions were mainly fighting, and compared with the real head-on fighting, these seemed to lack the taste of life and death.

For Zuo Feng, who had fought on the edge of life and death many times, this long-lost feeling was like a person who had not drunk for a long time, and suddenly smelled the taste of fine wine.

It has to be said that these enemies were stimulated by the death of their companions, and Zuo Feng was also stimulated by the previous kill.

The moment the giant sword hit the enemy, the feeling transmitted by the giant sword when it cut into the opponent's body was even more exciting than the smell of blood. It has been a long time since I felt this way. Zuo Feng's blood was boiling, but his mind was extremely clear and calm.

The snake step seemed to be running by itself. Zuo Feng became erratic and unpredictable like green smoke. The white-faced man felt a threat of death in front of him, but he didn't want to retreat. Whether it was the giant sword in the hands of the young man or the storage device, he couldn't stop.

The long sword in his hand moved, very slowly at first, but the next moment the long sword in his hand opened in front of him like a fan, and covered Zuo Feng like a shield.

Zuo Feng had to admit that the white-faced man was hiding very deeply. His previous conversation with Hu Zi Zhang seemed as if he was completely obedient to the other party and was not on the same level as the other party. But after the long sword was unfolded, the strength it showed was really good, even more destructive than the long sword in Hu Zi Zhang's hand.

The white-faced man was obviously like Amber, not eager to achieve a breakthrough in his cultivation, but only fully released it after suppressing it for a period of time. In this way, although he had just entered the fourth level of the Tempering Tendon Stage, his strength was no less than that of an ordinary fourth-level warrior.

However, his strength was only good enough to deal with ordinary third-level warriors in the Tempering Tendon Stage. Zuo Feng's strength could not be measured by ordinary warriors.

The shield wall formed by the unfolding of the long sword seemed to block Zuo Feng at the other end, but the next moment he felt a slight blur in front of his eyes. Zuo Feng, who seemed to have turned into a puff of green smoke, suddenly solidified at this moment. This choice looked a bit weird, just like someone who should have chosen to escape suddenly chose to stay and fight, giving people the result of completely misjudging the opponent's actions.

The long sword that was originally pushing towards Zuo Feng slowed down a little because of Zuo Feng's special changes, and then Zuo Feng's body suddenly took a step back, which looked even weirder.

If Zuo Feng wanted to choose to escape, he should have left at the beginning of the fight when he was not surrounded, but he chose to stay and broke out from the strongest front in the city. But now that the encirclement has formed, he is retreating at this time. You must know that in a competition at their level, retreating may directly result in defeat and death. Logically speaking, ordinary people would not choose this way.

But Zuo Feng chose this way, which shows that he must have his own intentions, and he and others did not see through it at all. The scariest thing about fighting is that you can't see through the enemy's thoughts and fighting methods, and you don't know what the enemy is going to do next. This is the most terrifying thing.

This was the situation that the white-faced man faced, but his two companions didn't even have this time, because they rushed over quickly and noticed the change when they were about to collide with Zuo Feng.

It was also at this time that Zuo Feng's body started to move like a swimming fish again, but this time he did not use any body or martial arts skills, and his body was solidly presented in front of everyone.

The next moment, a series of muffled sounds came to mind, along with a crisp metallic sound.

Zuo Feng's arm was slowly raised, and he faced the long knife coming from the right, but what really hit the long knife was the prison lock on his wrist.

The material of the prison lock is comparable to that of the long knife. The long knife was twisted and deformed the moment it hit him. More than that, the warrior's tiger's mouth was torn open instantly. His strength is not comparable to that of the little monster Zuo Feng. .

Compared with this one's palm being torn apart, the other person's condition was much worse. Before colliding with the prison lock, Zuo Feng had already stood up the handle of the giant blade. The position of the handle was just right, and it hit the opponent's wrist. The warrior's wrist was instantly broken, and the long knife flew out at this time.

When the sword left his hand, the warrior instinctively felt the danger. This was a premonition, not because he saw any clues. It was almost the same as Zuo Feng being able to predict the danger.

It's just that he hasn't stopped his forward momentum yet. After Zuo Feng knocked away another person's long knife, he crashed directly into this person's arms. Of course, it wasn't Wen Xiang Nephew who hugged the opponent, but the door opened wide when Zuo Feng threw away the knife. The elbows, knees, and heels of the colleagues who came to hide in the opponent's body in almost no particular order. superior.

Immediately afterwards, Zuo Feng performed the Snake Step again, and his body once again turned into a ball of smoke, passing through the sword net in front of him.

The moment the white-faced young man felt that he had passed by, there was still a slight chill passing through him. The feeling of just passing by the god of death was too real.

The white-faced young man took two steps again before he stabilized his figure. He immediately turned to look at Zuo Feng, because his fear of Zuo Feng had reached its extreme level now, and he wanted to make sure Zuo Feng was not chasing him directly.

He was relieved a little when he saw Zuo Feng standing behind him as if he was playing, not even turning around. When he turned around, what he saw made him feel panicked. Of the two companions, one's palm was torn open, and blood was still dripping down his fingers.

The other person fell to the ground like mud. It was impossible to tell how much damage he had suffered, but he could not even breathe. Only blood was flowing out from his mouth, nose, ears and other places. His life could no longer be saved.

"Who are you? How dare you deal such heavy blows to our Jiangbei Gang? It seems you don't know how powerful our Jiangbei Gang is."

This man's voice began to tremble when he spoke. It was obvious that he was completely pretending at this time.

"Oh, are you talking about those people in the valley? It seems that you are planning to call people up, but I don't know if anyone can hear you if you call with all your strength now?"

Zuo Feng looked at the two people opposite him with a playful look. The white-faced man had now turned into a gray-faced man. Not only was his face made gray, but his face was even covered with a layer of deathly gray.

"Forget it, I don't want to embarrass you two." Zuo Feng said slowly, seeing both of them smiling, he continued: "Don't get me wrong, I want to send you two on your way as soon as possible."

The two of them exchanged a look, and then stepped back together. They were not far from the mountain edge at this time, and they could just go over, or even roll down the mountain directly. Although some injuries are inevitable, it is at least better than losing one's life.