Defying the Martial Way to Burn the Heavens

As soon as he stepped into this area, Zuo Feng couldn't help but frown slightly. That very wrong feeling instantly emerged in his heart, and the hair on his back stood up.

He almost subconsciously stopped and looked vigilantly in the direction of the small building. The danger was in that direction, but Zuo Feng couldn't accurately grasp the specific location.

This made Zuo Feng feel more dangerous, because if the other party's cultivation was close to his own, or only one level higher than his own, he would not have this feeling. There was such a dangerous feeling but he couldn't grasp the other party's specific location. I'm afraid that the other party was at least a strong man of the level of Tang Bin and Ikari, or even higher than them.

Without any hesitation, Zuo Feng turned around and changed direction to escape. This time, Zuo Feng's speed was almost completely released. He didn't dare to continue flying, but fell directly to the ground and fled quickly in another direction.

The ragged middle-aged man didn't move, and stood there with a slightly stunned expression. He also noticed the breath that Zuo Feng sensed. Unlike Zuo Feng, this ragged man vaguely guessed the other party's identity.

"How could it be? The painter actually has a hidden master. He was indifferent to the big commotion last night. He must be the one who has such determination."

...

The area near the small building was still quiet. Not only was there no movement, but there was no warrior in sight. When almost the entire Kuo City was in action and Zuo Feng had already fled to the vicinity of the painting house, it was so quiet here. This was already very strange.

Near the small building, more than a dozen painters stood respectfully in a courtyard. On the side of the courtyard, separated by a wall, was the small building that Zuo Feng had noticed before.

There were two people on the steps at this moment. Their identities were obviously not ordinary warriors of the painter. One of them was not tall and had an extremely ordinary appearance. He was the painter's great elder Hua Su.

Next to Hua Su was a tall middle-aged man. The man had a handsome appearance. Although he was over middle-aged, he still gave people the feeling of a young man at first glance.

If someone who knew this person was here, he would definitely recognize his identity at a glance. He was the second tiger among the five tigers of the painter, Hua Xing. Such a person is indeed a big shot. After all, in Kuocheng, no, in the entire Xuanwu Empire, the existence of a great commander is already very close to the upper class.

The Five Painters are divided according to their strength, and Huaxing ranks second, which shows that his strength is not bad.

"Second brother, the Qianhuan Sect spies who were searching everywhere in the city seem to have fled nearby. Don't we need to take action?" Hua Su couldn't help asking when he realized that Zuo Feng had escaped.

Huaxing's slender eyebrows twitched slightly, like a willow swaying in the wind, as if he had no interest at all, and he said lazily: "We are the only painters left, you, me and the fourth sister. Old Five, tell me, how did the fourth sister die last night?"

Huaxing, standing with his hands down, raised his head in surprise. As soon as he met Huaxing's "gentle" eyes, his body couldn't help but tremble violently, and then he hurriedly said: "Second brother, did you misunderstand? Only three of us five brothers escaped from the imperial capital. And the painter was only supported by the three of us. I, Huasu, swear to heaven that I will never do anything to harm my brothers."

Looking deeply at Huasu for a long time, Huaxing seemed to be judging the authenticity of the other party's oath just now, but in the end he nodded gently and retracted his gaze without saying anything.

Secretly relieved, Huasu secretly reached out his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, knowing that he had just walked back and forth in front of the gate of hell.

"This place has been thoroughly investigated. What do you think of this group of people?" Huaxing turned around and looked around the courtyard, asking softly.

Although Huaxing was not interested in the spy from Qianhuan Sect, but was very interested in these courtyards, Huasu still explained: "This was not originally my territory, but the people who had been operating here had been doing business for at least several decades, and when we expanded our territory, they did not resist at all."

"But in such a place, there is a force that can compete with my painter. Don't you feel scared?"

Huaxing waved his hand, sighed lightly, and said: "I hope that the spy from Qianhuan Sect can get away smoothly, because I really want to talk to him alone."

Huaxing rolled his eyes, as if he gradually understood what Huaxing was thinking, and asked tentatively: "Then second brother, do you think I should take people to follow..."

Huaxing shook his head and said: "It's better to be still than to move at this moment. Let's wait and see what happens." While speaking, Huaxing had slowly raised his head and looked in the direction where Zuo Feng left, which was also the direction where the man in the shabby long gown left.

...

Zuo Feng was flying all the way, and at this moment he had already reached the maximum speed. He was relieved when he felt that no one was chasing him from the direction of the small building.

But he didn't have time to catch his breath, and three warriors appeared in front of him. These three people were not the pursuers behind him, but warriors who approached this direction after hearing the signal.

The three people looked a little stiff when they flew, as if a stiff corpse was flying close to the ground. Zuo Feng, who had experience fighting with ghost catchers, recognized the unique body movement martial arts of the ghost family, the corpse step, at a glance.

The long sword in his hand shook fiercely. Facing two ghost family warriors in the middle stage of the sense of qi and one in the late stage of the sense of qi, Zuo Feng was not moved at all. He swung the long sword in his hand and went straight to meet them.

The Gui family is best at grabbing skills, so two of them use fists. Some of the special weapons used by warriors in the late Qi-sensing stage are wrist blades. There are two curved short blades on the wrist guards.

Most warriors would have a headache from such close-quarters combat, but Zuo Feng was best at close-quarters combat.

Upon contact, Zuo Feng's long sword suddenly changed. Wind-attribute aura was poured into it, and the long sword immediately became elegant and agile. Although this martial skill is just an ordinary middle-grade weapon, and no martial skill is used, the attack angle and position are just right.

"puff"

As soon as they fought, a warrior from the Gui family who was in the middle stage of Qi-sensing was splashed with blood on the spot. Zuo Feng naturally did not need to show mercy to the Gui family who already had a lot of hatred.

The man in ragged clothes who approached slowly from a distance frowned slightly, but shook his head with a wry smile and said in a low voice: "You reckless boy, you know that the family is going to join forces with the ghost painter this time, but you just... Show no mercy, are you trying to kill your enemy?"

Last night, this man in ragged clothes led a group of people and fought a battle with the people led by Hua Su in the thick fog. Now it was Zuo Feng's turn to start killing the Gui family warriors, which made him feel a little headache.

Killing him with one move, Zuo Feng continued to fly away without stopping. The other two people didn't even have time to take a second look at their dead companion before they turned around and chased after him.

But Zuo Feng only took five steps forward, rubbed his feet, and even suddenly turned back, and turned around to kill a carbine. The two of them did not expect that Zuo Feng would be so ferocious, and at this juncture when the whole city was chasing him, he would dare to fight back.

Just because they didn't expect it, the two of them didn't even think about whether to attack or defend in their haste. One of them, a strong man in the middle stage of Qi Sensing, was directly killed by Zuo Feng.

Seeing that he had killed another person, Zuo Feng still showed his long sword without stopping and charged towards the only remaining Gui family warrior.

"What a cruel boy!"

He subconsciously praised him, but the middle-aged man also frowned a little deeper. The young man in front of him was the absolute best among the people he had seen in terms of intelligence, cultivation, and fighting ability. As for such a person, he had never heard his family mention it, and he couldn't help but feel more doubts in his heart.

If Zuo Feng knew that his fierce fight would make things worse, he wouldn't know whether to cry or laugh.

In terms of cultivation, he was only two levels lower than Zuo Feng. The strong man from the Gui family with the wrist blade could no longer resist after only four moves. At this moment, he also secretly regretted that he should not have rushed forward to intercept so recklessly, but now he was riding a tiger and was unable to retreat even if he wanted to. He could only hold on bravely, hoping that backup would arrive as soon as possible.

The only remaining warriors from the Gui family waited and waited. When the warriors from the Gui family did not wait, what came was Zuo Feng's extremely clean and beautiful sword, which penetrated his throat directly.

He swung the long sword in his hand, and bits of blood flowed out directly along the blade. When Zuo Feng turned around, he could already see warriors on both sides chasing him.

I believe that if he hadn't killed these three people, Zuo Feng might have escaped by now, but he just needed to create the situation in front of him. This was also his last resort to force the Lin family who was hiding in the dark to take action.

Six strong men came from both sides. This time, there were four strong men in the late stage of Qi Sensing. Two of them, like Zuo Feng, were at the peak of Qi Sensing stage. If it were just these strong men, Zuo Feng would definitely be able to kill them all, but he did not dare to reveal his true combat power.

The strong men chasing after him from both sides quickly came to Zuo Feng's side and attacked Zuo Feng almost simultaneously. The long sword flew in Zuo Feng's hand, but he could only barely defend, but he could no longer launch an attack like before.

The long sword, an extremely ordinary mid-grade weapon in Zuo Feng's hand, soon had numerous gaps. Fine cracks could also be seen on the sword body, and it seemed that it might break into pieces at any time.

‘Damn it, if you still refuse to take action, I will really run away at the risk of my life! ’ He almost scolded the person following him from head to toe in his heart, but if the other person refused to take action, Zuo Feng had nothing to do.

"Qiang"

The weapons collided with a shuddering sound, and then sparks flew everywhere. The long sword in Zuo Feng's hand finally couldn't hold on and fell apart.

Seeing that the opponent was about to attack him again, Zuo Feng had gathered all his spiritual energy at this critical moment, but then the corners of his mouth curled up. He twisted his body violently, avoiding the vital points, leaving two wounds on his shoulders and buttocks.

At the same time, a figure flew over like a big bird, lifted Zuo Feng's collar and flew into the air.