Defying the Martial Way to Burn the Heavens

Zuo Feng sat down slowly against the tree, and suddenly a furry black shadow rushed over and got into his arms.

A feeling of excitement and warmth arose spontaneously, and Zuo Feng gently took the little beast out of his arms. The little beast stared at Zuo Feng with a pair of black eyes, and its ears twitched casually.

Zuo Feng smiled slightly and said slowly: "Thank you, Ni Feng."

The little beast seemed a little embarrassed, twisted its body a few times, broke free from Zuo Feng's hand and got into Zuo Feng's arms again. Reaching out and gently patting the little beast in his arms, it twisted its body a little unwillingly, and then stopped moving.

Zuo Feng smiled indifferently, and then his expression became serious. He turned his head and looked at the camp with flaming fire in the distance with his eyes narrowed.

'There are not many opportunities. If you want to rescue the master, I'm afraid there is only one night left. ’

Obviously, it would not be just these people who went to massacre the village. Zuo Feng did not know where the others had gone, but if their new nest was not far from here, then the opportunity to take action would only be this night. Thinking of this, Zuo Feng's brain started to work quickly, and plans came into being one after another.

"Shua... rustling..."

In the dark jungle, there was a faint sound as if some animal was digging the ground. If you get closer, you will find a thin figure squatting on the ground, constantly writing and drawing something on the ground with a branch in his hand.

If you walk in and take a closer look, you will find that the boy is drawing a simple sand table on the ground, and there are also a few stones on the ground. It can be roughly distinguished that the sand table drawn by the boy is the camp where he just escaped from death.

This boy is Zuo Feng. He holds a branch in his hand and narrows his eyes slightly, but his eyes are scanning back and forth in the sand table. It can be seen that the slightly larger stones he placed represent the locations of the tents in the camp.

There are eighteen other small stones in the sand table, which is of course where the group of gray-clothed people are distributed. A black dagger is inserted in the middle of the sand table, which is where Teng Xiaoyun is.

Zuo Feng has drawn several arrow-shaped lines on the sand table with the branch in his hand, and then erased and redrawn again and again. This is the fourth time he has erased the previous traces, which also means that he has denied his plan for the fourth time, and he has summarized all the information he has obtained in his mind again.

The other party has eighteen warriors. Through the actions of the sentry just now, it has been judged that their strength is in the late stage of bone refining and the great perfection of bone refining. There must be warriors in the tendon tempering stage among these people, with a total of eighteen people, which should be six teams. This is consistent with the three-three system used by the special army that Teng Xiaoyun told him about. They may be a group of troops specially trained by a certain force.

If they cooperate with each other, they will definitely be much more difficult to deal with than ordinary bandits. This is also the main reason why he rejected the plan four times before.

Zuo Feng frowned and drew three circles on the sand table, drew several lines from the camp, and frowned and thought. At this time, he was simulating the process of his own actions in his mind. He made noises at two points to attract some people inside to come out and check, while drawing two lines rushing towards him.

He hesitated for a while and picked up six stones there, drew a line rushing in from the other side, and then marked the arrows. The branch in his hand stopped there and could not be drawn, and the picture in his mind also stopped there.

There were six people attracted in his mind, and the positions of the remaining people in the camp appeared in his mind one by one, but the next step could not be carried out. He drew another line and a circle on the periphery, representing another attracted team, and the number of enemies attracted in his mind increased to nine.

The scene freezes here, Zuo Feng frowns deeply, because this is the limit of attracting the enemy. Not to mention whether the enemy can come out as many people as he wishes to check, even if the previous step is successful, the ones left in the camp should be the strongest group, and he can't complete the subsequent rescue at all.

Zuo Feng inserted the branch fiercely into the outermost part of the sand table, which is where he is now. He sits on the ground weakly, biting his lips fiercely, and blood slowly flows down the corner of his mouth.

'Is there no way to rescue the master? '

Zuo Feng's mind began to become confused, and anger surged in his heart. He was angry that his strength was not enough. The master was obviously dozens of feet away, but he felt that he was out of reach as far as the horizon.

Somewhat angry, Zuo Feng waved his hand fiercely and smashed the six small stones in his hand into the sand table fiercely. But then he widened his eyes and stared blankly at the sand table messed up by the stones.

Immediately, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes. The more Zuo Feng looked at the sand table, the happier he became. The corners of his mouth began to curl up gradually, and his smile kept expanding. Fortunately, he had not completely lost his mind, otherwise he would have almost laughed out loud.

He thought about the plan again in his mind, then grabbed the black dagger and put it in his arms, stretched out his feet to wipe all the traces on the ground, and then strode away in the opposite direction of the camp without looking back.

Zuo Feng changed from striding to running, and then his speed quickly increased to a certain level, rushing quickly into the dark jungle, and his mental power spread out instantly. It didn't take long for him to find a wild beast walking alone in the forest in the distance. A cold light flashed in his eyes, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he couldn't help thinking in his heart: 'I never thought that wild beasts were so cute. '

Zuo Feng had been busy in the woods for more than an hour, but he still felt that the speed was too slow.

At this time, there was a calf-like beast in his hand, and its body had been cut into several pieces by Zuo Feng. He quietly sneaked ten feet outside the camp, carefully cut off the beast's meat in his hand, and quickly threw it away. On the ground, a lot of animal blood was deliberately thrown in the direction of the camp. After doing this, he crouched and slowly retreated. When he was about dozens of feet away, he stood up and walked away quickly.

"Do you smell anything?" someone said from a tent on the edge of the camp.

"No. I have been exhausted these past few days. If you don't sleep, I will sleep. It will be dawn in a few hours. Don't disturb me." An impatient voice said.

"I smell something, it seems to be the smell of blood, but it doesn't seem to be the same. Hey, maybe there have been too many murders recently and everything smells like this." The person who started to speak muttered in a low voice and stopped talking.

"You might as well say it. You see, we can take turns serving you. My brother has gone to bed, and now it's my turn to ask you. If you say it, you won't have to suffer, and you can also have a good meal and sleep. But it doesn’t matter if you don’t tell me, someone will come to greet you in two hours.”

An impatient voice said lazily in the center of the camp. The speaker had a big beard, and the beard was growing messily in all directions like a hedgehog.

Teng Xiaoyun was in ragged clothes at this time, and his eye sockets were deeply sunken due to fatigue and torture. His face was also very ugly. Through the faint moonlight, you could see that his face was slightly blue, and there were more than a dozen steel needles inserted into his body. It looked like they should have been inserted more than two inches. Although he was tortured like this, his eyes were still as sharp as knives. He glared fiercely and lowered his head again.

"Oh. Don't tell me? It doesn't matter. I'm here to play around, so just sit still and leave everything to me. Hehe," the bearded man said with a sinister smile. He grabbed a steel needle and pulled it out a little, then thrust it in, then turned it left and right a few times. While doing this, the bearded man always had a smile on his face.

"Hiss..." When the steel needle was inserted, Teng Xiaoyun's face was distorted and he clenched his teeth, but the heartbreaking pain still made him gasp along the gap between his teeth. He stared at the bearded man opposite him, but he still held it straight. No shouting came out.

"Hey, he is really as tough as they say. This is the best, otherwise these two hours will be boring." The bearded man said with a playful smile, and then pinched another steel needle. .

Teng Xiaoyun was tortured to the point of almost fainting, but he didn't know that his most satisfied disciple was busy trying to rescue him not far from him.

Zuo Feng acted quickly. He killed several beasts walking alone in the forest, but did not provoke the beasts that gathered in groups. However, he had clearly remembered the locations of these groups. Fortunately, these people arrived at the outer areas of Tianping Mountain, so Zuo Feng could formulate the strategy in front of him.

He sprinkled some pieces of meat and blood from the outside of the camp and started running towards a group of wild beasts. He didn't dare to move any closer when he was still more than a hundred feet away from the beasts. The noses of the beasts were much more sensitive. Even though he was so far away, he could feel the beasts starting to stir slightly, and they were already moving in his direction. . Zuo Feng threw a piece of meat without thinking, turned around and ran quickly towards another herd.

Although he was very careful, when he approached the fourth wave of beasts, he was still aware of his presence by the beasts in advance. It can be said that no one dares to provoke groups of wild beasts in the outer areas of the Tianping Mountains. Such wild beasts are also extremely ferocious. This is the main reason why the villagers never dare to hunt in this area.

When Zuo Feng was less than thirty feet away from the fourth wave of beasts, a beast roar suddenly sounded, and then several of the fastest beasts rushed towards Zuo Feng's location.

Zuo Feng was a little helpless. He didn't expect that he would accidentally become a "prey". He didn't dare to stop and ran back quickly. The group of beasts behind him were also chasing him quickly. Three of them seemed to be the fastest, quickly closing the distance with Zuo Feng. When Zuo Feng turned around, he could already see three pairs of beast eyes rushing towards him like six green lights in the darkness.

Zuo Feng was already very fast, but the beast behind him was even faster than Zuo Feng, and it was getting closer and closer. With nothing to do, Zuo Feng could only stop and accept the challenge. If they caught up and attacked him from behind, it would be no joke.

Zuo Feng suddenly turned around, and the two beasts on the opposite side were obviously stunned for a moment, but a rather large beast rushed towards them non-stop. Zuo Feng could already see its appearance clearly. From its appearance, he recognized at a glance that the beast opposite was the "Eating Wolf", which was famous for its ferocity.

The leading one came out, a wolf-eating beast that was almost the same size as a healthy horse in the village. It looked like it should be the leader of this group of wolf-eating beasts.