Chapter 88: Encircled

The pain in his body and the increasingly uncontrollable violent spiritual energy made Zuo Feng's consciousness gradually blurred. But just when he was gritting his teeth and preparing to commit suicide, there was a wave of movement in the distance of the woods.

This trembling feeling that made him feel deep in his heart was completely different from the giant wolf Zuo Feng had encountered. This wave can be clearly felt without any mental power. It is as if a person is suddenly immersed in water and unable to breathe.

Zuo Feng's mind became slightly clearer at the moment when the terrifying fluctuations hit him. At this moment, he had completely given up the idea of ​​committing suicide.

Because he was certain that this terrifying wave should be the monster he had been searching for for a long time. He would make a last-ditch effort to lead the pursuers behind him to the place where the wave came from, which would be considered as completing the last step of his plan, "die together."

Force yourself to get rid of all distracting thoughts, concentrate on suppressing the raging spiritual energy in your body, and walk step by step towards the place where the fluctuation comes from. He still doesn't know whether, with his current speed of movement, he can lead his pursuers within the sensing range of the monster before they arrive.

His firm belief allowed him to grit his teeth and keep moving forward, silently saying in his heart, ‘I can do it, I will definitely do it. ’

I'm afraid there has never been anyone as dedicated to death as Zuo Feng. But it was such a teenage boy who worked so hard in such a terrifying forest.

"Boss. Are the words of those people from the underworld credible?" A running bandit asked in a low voice to the person in front of him as he moved forward. The person he asked was the rat-faced middle-aged man.

This is how the group of them called the rat-faced man after the village was destroyed. When he asked, he couldn't help but look back at the group of men in gray clothes not far behind him, with obvious fear in his eyes.

"Brother once said that the origins of the people in the Yin group are very complicated and cannot be completely believed. But our current strength is too weak, so we can only cooperate with them for the time being. If we encounter that damn boy later, try to let their people Do it first.”

The rat-faced man did not look back but kept looking forward, answering in a low voice. At this moment, he and Captain Sun behind him had the same idea.

The bandits around him also nodded silently. They absolutely agreed with the third leader's decision with both hands and feet. They had witnessed the painful death of their companions with their own eyes. Although the inference they just heard from Captain Sun was reasonable and reasonable, after all, everyone only has one life, and no one is willing to use their own life to test other people's speculations.

The two groups with the same goal now want to seize Zuofeng as soon as possible and then quickly leave this place. The leaders of both sides hope that the other party can attack Zuofeng first, and they also hope that they can finally win Zuofeng.

Everyone is not a fool. Although Zuo Feng's weird killing ability makes them feel chilled, they all know that if the secrets of Zuo Feng can be unlocked, it will undoubtedly be a huge treasure for any force.

Captain Sun had a deeper consideration. He suspected that this young man might have some connection with "Teng Wu", so he had to do everything possible to capture him alive.

Zuo Feng, who was struggling to move forward, had no idea that he was now extremely important to those behind him. Not only would they not kill him, but they would also try their best to save his life before he vomited out everything he knew.

"Huchi...huchi..."

The heavy breathing sounded like a cow panting, and the intervals between breaths were getting faster and faster. With every heavy breath he took, his body spasmed uncontrollably.

Although it was still late summer, the temperature was still very high, but every time Zuo Feng took a long breath, he would be accompanied by a puff of breath, which showed that his body temperature was already very high at this time.

The little beast in his arms seemed unable to bear the high temperature of Zuo Feng's body, so he quietly got out of his arms and stared at the surrounding environment. The little beast's eyes flickered, with a hint of fear, but also a hint of complexity and panic.

Zuo Feng had already felt the little beast leaving his arms. He originally wanted the little beast to leave alone. But at this moment, in addition to suppressing the spiritual energy that was constantly raging in his body, he also had to use all his strength to move forward. He couldn't even use any extra strength, and it was even harder to say a word. We can only hope that the little beast is smart and can choose to leave him immediately to find a way out.

The little beast didn't know whether he understood something or remembered something. He jumped from Zuo Feng to the small black tree next to him, and then disappeared into the forest in a few flashes.

"puff"

An inaudible crisp sound rang in Zuo Feng's ears. He didn't know that his physical condition was extremely bad at the moment, but his senses were extremely sensitive compared to usual. This sound should still be several miles away, but I really knew that the sound was not my imagination, but indeed the sound of a warrior's unsteady footsteps when he settled down.

At such a long distance, even when his body is usually intact, his power of thought cannot spread that far in one direction. Having his senses become so sharp did not make Zuo Feng feel the slightest bit happy. Instead, his firm belief began to gradually collapse.

Because that sound represented the pursuers behind him, who were already very close to him. For ordinary people, a few miles is not a short journey, but for these warriors, it is just tea time.

Sure enough, less than half a quarter of an hour later, the sound of large pieces of clothes cutting through the air came from behind. Although Zuo Feng still tried to walk forward without looking back, he sighed helplessly in his heart, 'It seems that I have stopped here.'

Zuo Feng raised his head, his eyes were now as red as blood, and the black pupils could hardly be found in the scarlet eyes. His body continued to tremble as he panted, and on his exposed skin, blue-red tendons could be seen squirming on the surface, as if there were countless small snakes swimming under the skin.

The two groups came to Zuo Feng in almost no particular order. Everyone seemed to have reached some kind of tacit understanding. Neither of them took the lead in attacking Zuo Feng, but quietly surrounded him in the crowd. These people were deeply wary of Zuo Feng's weird killing methods and kept a safe distance of two or three feet from him.

Captain Sun, the leader of the men in gray, glanced at Zuo Feng, and then looked at the rat-faced man, who looked at Zuo Feng carefully with a vigilant look on his face. He had noticed that Captain Sun was looking at him, but he pretended not to see it. He did not want his few men to be killed or injured again, and the two sides reached a deadlock in such a weird situation.

Zuo Feng looked around with his scarlet eyes, and saw the frightened expressions of these people in his eyes. He wanted to commit suicide immediately, but at such a close distance, if he wanted to commit suicide, the other party could stop him after noticing, but he had no choice but to accompany this group of people to continue the stalemate.

But this stalemate didn't last long, and Zuo Feng's body couldn't support it at first. His body shook a few times and he was about to fall to the ground. He subconsciously took two steps to the left before he stabilized his body. The group of people on his left immediately retreated more than ten feet away in fear. Then they all realized that it was just a reaction from the young man's physical weakness, so they each returned to their original positions in embarrassment.

"Useless things." The rat-faced man stared at his subordinates fiercely and scolded them in a low voice, then turned to Zuo Feng and said.

"Brother, we don't want to embarrass you, but you killed several of our caravan's men, how can you give me an explanation? If you go back with us obediently, I promise not to hurt you."

Zuo Feng stared expressionlessly at the rat-faced man who spoke, and then glanced at the group of gray-clothed men next to him. It seemed that he was doomed this time. He didn't believe that with so many high-level warriors here, he still had the possibility of survival, so he simply squeezed out a sneer and said calmly.

"Are you bandits going to continue to act like this at this point?"

"You..." The rat-faced man was clearly touched by Zuo Feng's words, and a cruel killing intent flashed between his eyes.

"How do you know our identities? Who are you?" The rat-faced man hesitated for a moment before speaking again. This time he was no longer as calm as before. As he spoke, he also began to slowly approach Zuo Feng. Realizing that the rat-faced man had made a move, his men followed him and began to approach Zuofeng.

Seeing that the bandits were finally about to take action, Captain Sun of the man in gray also made a secret gesture, and the man in gray also approached Zuofeng without lagging behind.

Seeing these people's actions, Zuo Feng secretly sighed again. There is a puzzling question in his mind now, that is, ever since he was surrounded by these people, he has let go of the suppression of the violent spiritual energy in his body, allowing it to conflict everywhere in his body on its own.

He thought he might die from such a violent collision of spiritual energy, but he was surprised to find that his body was only in countless times more pain than before. His consciousness was still very clear, and he could truly feel that his body showed no signs of violence.

I once witnessed with my own eyes that the two bandits who were sent into this weird spiritual energy by me died in just a few blinks of an eye. As for these people and themselves, they were at an impasse until the end of the conversation. Almost a quarter of an hour had passed. Logically speaking, if they died ten times or eight times, they would still be rich, but they still managed to survive like this.

‘Is God deliberately playing tricks on me, and must I fall into their hands and be tortured and tortured before I die? ’ Zuo Feng thought sadly.

Just when he was completely in despair and was about to give up resistance and let the enemy capture him, a strong breeze blew gently. That's right, although it is a breeze, it seems to be as hard as substance. When it blows on the body, it seems to have touched something solid.

"Crack."

An unexpected sound of branches snapping was heard outside the crowd as the breeze passed by. Both the sound and the breeze came from behind Zuo Feng. He didn't look back, and his blood-red eyes showed a hint of joy.

Because he guessed that the monster he had been looking forward to for a long time finally arrived at this time. Only the legendary monster could easily break a branch that he could not break even with all his strength.