Defying the Martial Way to Burn the Heavens

Zuo Feng, who searched everywhere for a long time but found nothing, felt helpless and wanted to leave immediately. After all, this place is not suitable for staying for a long time. Once discovered by the men in gray or the survivors of the bandits, although I am confident that I can escape, my existence may be completely exposed.

Zuo Feng doesn't want to reveal himself prematurely yet, after all, he is only a teenager now. Although his strength is invincible among those at the same level, after all, what he may face now are some powerful warriors in the bone refining stage and tendon quenching stage. If he doesn't do it right, he will face an irreversible end.

Thinking of these things, Zuo Feng was about to leave, but as soon as he raised his head, Zuo Feng's eyes lit up with a low hut within sight. This hut was obviously lower and much shabbier than the surrounding buildings.

This kind of hut is usually a place where ordinary people store sundries and display some old things in their homes. It can be said to be quite ordinary. So Zuo Feng didn't notice anything special about him before, but just when he was about to leave, he discovered something unusual about this cabin.

The cabin was not unusual so much as its existence was awkward. Because this is the center with the sparsest buildings in this area, and it is also the center of the village.

Originally, all the buildings here are very tall, and even if they are not luxurious, they are all very solid. Within these tall buildings, it should be extremely easy and convenient to free up a room as a utility room, but they But it is a bit unreasonable to keep such an old and dilapidated house here.

After realizing the specialness of this small house, Zuo Feng did not stop any longer and arrived at the door of the small house in a few flashes of light. Gently push the broken wooden door with your hand, and with a dull noise like a cow's gasp, the wooden door slowly opens.

There was no such thing as a latch on the door. This phenomenon made Zuo Feng feel a little chilly in his heart. Because if this cabin is really what I judged it to be, how could it not even have the slightest protective measures, allowing people to come in so easily.

But after thinking for a while, a faint smile appeared on Zuo Feng's face again, and what he was thinking about was a saying he had heard before, "What is false is true, and what is true is false." It seems that the leader of this bandit is still a person. I am afraid that only such people who have some brains would have the ambition to seize Yancheng.

But he chose to cooperate with the Yin Tuan, which would be doomed to ultimate destruction. Neither Yancheng nor the Yin Tuan could provoke a group of bandits like them. This behavior is undoubtedly like playing handstand on the edge of a cliff. Once something unexpected happens, it will end like this. His own power was almost wiped out, and Yancheng's secret hand, who had worked hard for so long, would become someone else's wedding dress.

He shook his head, stopped thinking about what the bandit had done, and focused all his attention on the environment in front of him. After taking a rough look around, it turned out that as expected from the outside, there were a lot of clutter piled everywhere in the house.

There was a lot of dust on the ground and walls. Seeing the dust, Zuo Feng's heart moved slightly. It would be difficult to find something in a spotless room, but it would be much easier to find something in a dusty room.

After lighting the fire, although the fire was not very bright, Zuo Feng could use the faint light to see everything around him very clearly. After searching the room carefully, nothing special was found, which left Zuo Feng a little puzzled.

My analysis and judgment should be correct, but the secret room I guessed should be here, but I searched here for a long time but found nothing.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, quickly observing the surrounding environment, and his mind began to think quickly. After scanning the surrounding environment seven or eight times, he suddenly looked up. If he followed Zuo Feng's line of sight, he would find that there was nothing special except the dark and hollow roof, but Zuo Feng's face There was already a happy smile on his face.

"So that's it." Zuo Feng muttered to himself, then turned around and stepped out of the hut. He naturally took a few steps back and had a panoramic view of the entire house.

"It turns out that the problem is here. I noticed something different inside the house. It turns out that the space inside the room is smaller than what I saw from the outside." Zuo Feng said to himself with excitement.

Zuo Feng, who entered the house again, looked around, then took a deep breath, then held his breath, stretched out his two arms, and then suddenly waved towards the middle from the left and right directions.

The strong wind roared, blowing up all the thick dust in the house. The whole house seemed to be shrouded in a thick fog. Zuo Feng was also covered in dust at the moment. But he didn't care at all, and just stood there with his eyes wide open, observing the subtle changes in the dust in the room.

After a moment, Zuo Feng discovered that most of the dust in front of him was slowly falling downwards, and only two parts of the dust were floating in a special way. Part of it is that the dust behind him does not fall directly downward, but flies towards Zuo Feng. This is caused by the wind blowing in from the crack of the door. And then there is the dust on the left hand side, which is slowly moving towards Zuo Feng. Several large jars in the corner fell into it.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and the result was already obvious. The problem lies under those jars or under the jars. After gently shaking off the dust on his body, Zuo Feng came to the side of the large jars. These jars should have been used to hold wine in the past, and the edges of the jar mouths were more or less damaged.

It is very normal to find such things in this utility room, so Zuo Feng had not paid much attention to them before. When he looked closer, he found that three of the jars were slightly special. The bottoms of the jars were deeply buried in the soil. He stretched out his hand to touch the bottom of the jars, but he could not touch the bottom of the jars even though his whole arm was fully inserted.

Zuo Feng's eyes lit up slightly. The secret room he guessed should be under these jars, and these special bottomless jars should be used for ventilation. Zuo Feng picked up an iron rod from the wall and smashed all the jars in front of him in a few strokes. Three holes the size of jar mouths were immediately revealed. He kicked the debris aside and started digging with the iron rod in his hand. After digging a few times, he saw the hole extending to the right.

Zuo Feng raised his leg without hesitation and kicked the wall on the right. The broken and rotten wooden wall shattered. When he looked back, Zuo Feng's smile became even bigger. Because the wall he broke through was not outside the house, but a very small compartment. The compartment was so small that it could only accommodate one person standing in it. After Zuo Feng stepped into the compartment, he felt that the ground below the compartment should be empty.

After groping on the ground for a while, his fingers touched something cold. He picked it up and found an iron ring with an iron chain under it. He held the iron ring tightly and pulled it up hard.

"Hua La La..."

The iron chain was more than ten feet long, and then it seemed to be stuck by something. Zuo Feng pulled it hard but it didn't move at all. He had to hold the iron ring with both hands at the same time, then lowered his waist and pulled it up with all his strength.

"Ka Ba... Bang."

A sound like two pieces of metal colliding was heard, and then Zuo Feng's feet suddenly lost support, and his whole body fell down suddenly. As his body fell, Zuo Feng's heart also sank at the same time. He was still too careless.

This is not a secret room that can be entered and exited frequently. I insisted on going down from this side, but I didn't even consider that there would be a trap waiting for me. While secretly cursing my stupidity and carelessness, I quickly stretched out my hands and feet to grab the surrounding walls, but not only did the walls not have any protrusions to grab, but there was also a faint moisture and a layer of moss growing on the walls.

The entrance was all muddy and slippery, and the length of the cave entrance was not enough for Zuo Feng to support both sides. He could only grit his teeth and hope that there would be no more vicious devices below.

The body kept falling, and in just two or three blinks of an eye, Zuo Feng found that he seemed to be getting closer and closer to the bottom of the cave. A faint pale light flickered slightly at the bottom of the cave, and a chill ran from the soles of my feet to the top of my head. It was obvious that this trap was not intended to capture the intruder, but to put the intruder to death.

Regret and self-blame were useless at this time. Zuo Feng stared at the rapidly approaching bottom of the cave with wide eyes. He could even slightly see the sharp gun tips in the cold light. But Zuo Feng, who had experienced so much, did not give up hope of survival. He was ready to twist his body to try not to let the tip of the gun pierce his vital parts.

When he was less than three feet away from the tip of the gun below, Zuo Feng saw a dark passage from the corner of his eye. He had no time to think about it and used all his strength to push his feet against the wall. His body flew diagonally to the side while falling continuously. He was getting closer and closer to the tip of the gun, but if he fell at this angle, he was afraid that he would still be pierced through.

In an emergency, he subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to resist, but when he raised his hand, he found that he was still holding the iron ring he had grabbed before. The light of hope in his eyes flashed slightly, and he threw the iron ring in his hand. The iron chain behind him was wrapped around his forearm several times to protect his chest.

Just after the arm wrapped with the iron chain was raised, the iron chain and the tip of the gun collided violently. "Ding Ding..." Zuo Feng's body flew past the tip of the gun amidst the flying sparks, but then a piercing pain came from Zuo Feng's legs. Zuo Feng could do nothing but let his body continue to fly into the cave entrance.

"Bang."

With a loud bang, Zuo Feng's body fell heavily to the ground amidst the flying dust, and rolled on the ground without stopping. Zuo Feng was almost fainted on the spot.