The strange death of the previous martial artist made the other dozen or so martial artists feel a fear from the bottom of their hearts, and this kind of unexplained and strange way of death was something that these people had never seen.

And only Zuo Feng himself understands all this, but if he fully understands, he can't talk about it. Because he still hadn't figured out what kind of existence such a riotous aura belonged to, he only vaguely knew that this violent aura was essentially different from the aura he had absorbed when he had cultivated before.

More than a dozen bandits took out their weapons at this time, but no one was willing to be the first to rush forward, after all, they didn't know what method Zuo Feng used to kill his companions.

This was a strange scene, with a teenage boy looking warily at the swaying warriors around him. And more than a dozen warriors shouted viciously and circled around the young man in the middle, as if the two parties were ready to go on like this.

"Whew......"

A dull beast roar rang out in the distance, and it reverberated between the mountains, making it impossible to tell how far and near it was, but it broke the stalemate. Because finally there are bandits who are afraid of the arrival of the demon beast, they choose to tentatively attack the left wind.

His movements also immediately elicited a response from his companions, and three more warriors walked out of the outer circle and approached the left wind.

Zuo Feng paid vigilant attention to the four bandits approaching, his eyes firmly fixed on the one approaching in front of him. Although he didn't look back, the probing of his mental power at such a close distance made him clearly perceive the actions of the three people behind him. Two of the four men used swords and two swords, and one of the men who came in front of him had a short knife in his hand, and when he saw him walking towards him, he rushed forward violently on the left side.

At this moment, Zuo Feng's body has regained its original agility, and what makes him feel the most amazing thing is that after the violent aura was vented just now, he was surprised to find that the injury on his leg no longer felt pain.

Although he didn't have time to look at himself, the wound on his leg seemed to have healed, and this discovery immediately gave Zuo Feng hope again. If he can get lucky enough to break out of the encirclement of these people, then he is also confident that he will not be caught up by them again in a short time, but the premise is that the aura in his body does not run out of control again.

Seeing Zuo Feng rushing towards him, the warrior in front of him was slightly stunned at first, but then took two steps back with a face full of fear. Zuo Feng suddenly accelerated again and came to the other party, and the sword-wielding warrior subconsciously raised his short knife and slashed towards Zuo Feng.

Because he was still a little afraid in his heart, and swinging the knife was mainly a temptation, so he didn't have enough strength at all, and his speed was naturally not very fast. Zuo Feng easily dodged the opponent's blade, and stretched out his small palm to slap at the opponent's knife-holding wrist.

The sword-wielding warrior obviously didn't expect Zuo Feng to react like this, but as Zuo Feng's palm slapped his wrist, he screamed and jumped backwards like a cat with its tail stepped on.

Because this action was so abrupt, he couldn't stand firm after landing and fell directly to the ground, rolling twice before stopping. Seeing this funny scene, no one laughed out loud, but stared at the skinny teenager in the field even more nervously, in their guess, if they were accidentally shot by this teenager, they were afraid that they would die in the next moment.

Zuo Feng had a smile on the corner of his mouth at the moment, in fact, he also wanted to test the palm just now, and the result also made him feel very satisfied. Venting the riotous aura in his body into the other party's body and letting him die, for Zuo Feng, there was a little bit of luck in it, after all, he didn't know if he could do it next time.

But even if he could, those violent auras were now concentrated between his chest and abdomen. When he was able to vent directly with the palm of his hand, I am afraid that it was already the time when this strange aura traveled all over his limbs, and it was estimated that at that time, Zuo Feng should not say that he was against the enemy, and he should have died violently.

The three warriors behind them saw their companions looking so embarrassed, and they could clearly see the action of Zuo Feng's palm just now, which made them even more afraid of this young man's strange ability. At the same time, they also found that the young man still had some scruples about the attack of the short knife, so the three of them hesitated for a moment and still gritted their teeth and slowly leaned over from behind to the left wind.

Zuo Feng didn't look back and knew the movements of the three people, and even the three people who were about to launch a sneak attack on him could guess five or six points, and he pretended to stare at the enemy in front of him without knowing it.

The three of them soon came to Zuo Feng's back, and several people exchanged glances with each other, and each raised their weapons to attack Zuo Feng.

At this moment, a trace of ruthlessness flashed imperceptibly in Zuo Feng's eyes, and he jumped backwards without looking back. His thin body rushed swiftly into one of the warriors like a nimble beast.

These people had just raised their weapons at this time, and were about to slash downward. The young man in front of him seemed to have eyes in the back of his head, and he just happened to avoid all the weapons that came to him, and the young man had not turned his face so far.

This strange scene made the thieves who had been frightened many times chill again. This young man is strange from the inside out, as if he has endless secrets to discover. Let these outlaws who lick blood all day long feel a chill.

Although the three of them were a little slower, they still changed their angles and continued to slash towards the left wind. Left Wind fell backwards as if he had seen it with his own eyes, and before his body could almost touch the ground, the soles of his feet stomped the ground, and his body shot forward like an arrow.

He was completely surprised by the three of them, and their weapons fell into the air. Zuo Feng's body, which was flying forward, curled up slightly, and when his head was about to hit the toes of a warrior, he slammed his hand on the ground, and with the power of the reverse thrust, his whole body also changed from flying flat to flying diagonally.

"Bump...... Poof......"

The sound of the collision was accompanied by a muffled sound, and the left wind slammed into the enemy's chest with his shoulder as he flew diagonally. As soon as the two of them made contact, he immediately twisted his waist and turned his body, and pressed his back against the other's chest. At the same time, Zuo Feng vented another violent aura in his body to the other party, and only then did two voices come out.

Although he had successfully dodged the enemy's attacks both times, Zuo Feng knew that it was not that his martial arts and reactions were much higher than them, on the contrary, the weakest of these martial artists in front of him were all at the realm of the third or fourth level in the late stage of bone refining.

Such warriors have all experienced long-term penance and fighting, and most of them have good martial arts skills and rich combat experience.

Zuo Feng can be said to fight fairly with any of them, and I am afraid that it will be extremely difficult to escape with his life. But now in the field, Zuo Feng is taking advantage of his current special physical condition, and everyone's unknown fear, to play with this group of people in his palm.

"Ah...... Woohoo......"

A scream of pain sounded again, and the warrior who had been hit by Zuo Feng screamed in pain, but he couldn't say the whole thing. Soon his body began to twitch like the previous one, and he tried to grab his companions beside him, but the two companions around him had already seen that the situation was not good, and they fled.

Without holding on for two breaths, he fell to the ground trembling all over, and his body swelled violently like the man before. This time, people saw clearly that the blood and aura were flowing down several important acupoints in the body, and this situation would generally only occur when the practice went mad and the aura was completely out of control.

Zuo Feng's current body is much more comfortable after this catharsis. The sharp eyes swept towards the warriors who surrounded him, and every thief who was swept by his eyes retreated unconsciously.

This kind of intimidation was not without purpose, and soon Zuo Feng saw a martial artist trembling with fright after seeing him, and even the long sword in his hand could not be controlled. When he saw this warrior, he showed a cruel smile coldly, and then quickly rushed towards the bandit.

"Ahh

When the bandit saw the god-like boy rushing towards him, he no longer dared to stay where he was and shouted and fled behind his companions, his cry of fear was sharp and hoarse. Seeing that the other party gave way out, Zuo Feng naturally would not continue to pursue with a hot head, but quickly rushed out of the encirclement along the gap left by him after he escaped.

"Stop him. A low cry rang out from the ridge in the distance, and the fleeing Left Wind could hear that it was the rat-faced bandit's voice.

Hearing this, the other bandits also reacted immediately, but Zuo Feng's speed was as fast as lightning at this time, and in the blink of an eye, he had already rushed out of the encirclement and fled at full speed towards the dense forest. Those bandits only chased out a short section, and when they saw that everyone was unwilling to chase after them, they all gave up.

"Are you all stupid, how do you let him go? The rat-faced man's voice sounded again, and his voice was halfway up the mountain when he said the previous sentence, but this time it was already from the bottom of the mountain. After a few more breaths, his figure had already appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and he was accompanied by nine expressionless warriors dressed in gray clothes.

"You're all crazy, you don't know what we're going to do tonight, just let him go, I'm talking like a fart. The rat-faced man looked angry at this time, because he was too excited, and the green tendons on the side of his face had already bulged.

"Boss, this young man is too weird, just now he was kicked in the chest by Ma Wu with all his strength, but it turned out that Ma Wu died on the spot. And just now, after Yan Qi was bumped into by him, he also died strangely. A warrior took two steps forward in horror and explained to the rat-faced man.

"What nonsense are you talking about, you can't drink too much. The rat-faced man looked impatient, and slapped the man in the face with his hand.

The man was slapped and almost flew off the ground, staggering and stumbling back a few steps before steady. After a pause, he spat out a small mouthful of bloody spit, which was also mixed with a broken tooth.

He rubbed his swollen face and said aggrievedly: "We people have all seen it with our own eyes, it's not that I'm talking nonsense, and I haven't drunk a sip of wine tonight." ”

Hearing his words, the rat-faced man and the gray-clothed man looked at the people around them, and noticed that everyone had a palpitating expression, and kept nodding their heads in agreement with what the man had just said.

The rat-faced man slightly believed what the man had said, and looked back at one of the older men in the gray-clad group. The old gray-clad man was wearing two long swords, and he was now looking down with a serious face to think about what the bandit had just said.

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