As soon as he stepped into this area, Zuo Feng couldn't help but frown slightly. That very inappropriate feeling instantly came to mind, and the hairs on his back stood up.
Almost subconsciously, he stopped and looked warily in the direction of the small building. The danger was in that direction, but Zuo Feng could not accurately grasp the specific location.
This makes Zuo Feng feel even more dangerous, because if the other party's cultivation level is close to his own, or only one level higher than his own, he will not feel this way. He will feel such a dangerous feeling but cannot grasp the other party's strength.
Based on the specific position, I am afraid that the opponent is at least as powerful as Tang Bin and Ikari, or even a step above them.
Without any hesitation, Zuo Feng turned around and changed direction to escape. This time Zuo Feng's speed was almost completely released. He did not dare to continue flying, but fell directly to the ground and quickly escaped in another direction.
The middle-aged man in shabby clothes did not move, and stood there with a slightly stunned expression. He also noticed the aura that Zuo Feng sensed. Unlike Zuo Feng, this man in shabby clothes vaguely guessed the other person.
identity of.
"How could it be? The painter actually has a hidden master. He made such a big fuss last night and was indifferent to it. It seems he should be the one with this kind of determination."
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It was still quiet near the small building. Not only was there no movement, but not even a single figure of a warrior could be seen. When almost the entire city was moving, and when Zuo Feng had already fled to the vicinity of the Painting Mansion, this was the case here.
The silence is already very strange in itself.
Near the small building, a dozen strong painters stood respectfully in a courtyard. Separated by a wall on the side of this courtyard was the small building that Zuo Feng had noticed before.
There are two people on the steps at the moment. They are obviously not ordinary warriors of the painter. One of them is not tall and has an extremely ordinary appearance. It is Hua Su, the great elder of the current painter.
Next to Hua Su was a middle-aged man with a slender figure. This man had a handsome appearance. Although he was already in his middle years, at first glance he still looked like a young man.
If you are familiar with this person here, you will definitely be able to recognize his identity at a glance. He is the second tiger among the five tigers of painters. Such a person is indeed a big shot. After all, in Kuocheng, no, in the whole
In the Xuanwu Empire, an existence like the Marshal is already very close to the upper echelons.
The Five Tigers of Painters themselves are divided according to their strength, and the painting style is ranked second. This shows that their strength is good.
"Second brother, the Qianhuan Cult spies who were searching everywhere in the city seem to have fled nearby. Don't we need to take action here?" After realizing that Zuo Feng had fled, Huasu couldn't help but ask.
The slender eyebrows in the painting were raised slightly, like a weeping willow blown by the wind. As if he was completely uninterested, he said lazily: "The only remaining painters are you, me, Fourth Sister, Lao Wu, come and tell me."
,How did the fourth sister die last night?"
The standing figure raised his head in surprise, and as soon as he touched the "gentle" gaze of the figure, his body couldn't help but trembled violently, and then he hurriedly said: "Second brother, have you misunderstood? We brothers
Only three of the five escaped from the imperial capital. And the painter was only supported by the three of us. I, Hua Su, swear to God that I will never do anything to harm my brothers."
He stared at Hua Su deeply for a while, as if he was judging the authenticity of the oath he just made, but in the end he nodded slightly and looked away without saying anything.
Secretly breathing a sigh of relief, Hua Su secretly stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, knowing that he had just walked back and forth before the gate of hell.
"This place has been thoroughly investigated. What do you think of this group of people?" The avatar turned around and looked around the courtyard, asking softly.
He didn't understand why Hua Xing was not interested in the spies of Qian Huan Sect, but he cared about these courtyards. However, Hua Su still explained: "This was not my painter's territory originally, but the people who originally ran it here, It has been at least several decades, and when we expanded our territory, they did not resist at all."
"But in a place like this, there is hidden power that can compete with my painter. Don't you feel scared?"
Hua Xing waved his hand, sighed lightly, and said: "Now I hope that the spy of Qianhuan Sect can escape smoothly, because I really want to talk to him alone."
Hua Su rolled his little eyes, and seemed to gradually understand what Hua Xing was thinking, and asked tentatively: "Second brother, do you want me to take someone to follow you..."
Hua Xing shook his head and said: "It's better to be still than to move at this moment. It's better for us to just wait and see what happens." As he spoke, Hua Xing slowly raised his head and looked towards the direction Zuo Feng left. At the same time, he was also wearing a shabby long gown. direction of the man's departure.
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Zuo Feng was flying all the way, and at this moment he had reached the maximum speed. Only when he felt that no one was chasing him in the direction of the small building, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
But before he could really take a breath, three warriors had already appeared in front. These three were not the pursuers behind him, but warriors who had approached in this direction after hearing the signal.
The three of them looked a little stiff as they flew by, as if a stiff corpse was flying close to the ground. Zuo Feng, who had experience fighting against ghost hunters, recognized the ghost family's unique movement and martial arts corpse step at a glance. .
The long sword in his hand shook violently. Facing two Gui family warriors who were in the middle stage of Qi Sensing and one in the late stage of Qi Sensing, Zuo Feng was not moved at all. He swung the long sword in his hand and directly faced 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, with two short curved 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, Zuofeng's long sword suddenly changed. The wind-attribute aura was poured into it, and the long sword immediately became elegant and agile. Although this martial art was just an ordinary middle-grade weapon and no martial arts was used, the attack angle and position were different. 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 grudges.
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 don't You 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 kill the Gui family warriors, which made him feel a little headache.
Killing his life 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 turned around unexpectedly, turning back and killing a carbine. The two of them did not expect Zuo Feng to be so ferocious. At this juncture when the whole city was chasing him,
He actually dared to fight back and fight back.
Just because they didn't expect it, the two of them didn't even think about whether to attack or defend in a hurry. 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 it, but the middle-aged man's brows furrowed 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. And for such a person, he
I haven't heard it mentioned by my family, so I can't help but have more doubts in my heart.
If Zuo Feng knew that his fierce fight would make things worse, he would not know whether to cry or laugh.
He was only two levels lower than Zuo Feng in terms of cultivation. The strong man from the Gui family with the wrist blade only lasted four moves and was already unable to withstand it. At this moment, he also secretly regretted that he should not have rushed forward to intercept him so recklessly.
, but now it is difficult to get off the tiger, even if you want to retreat, you can no longer do it, you can only persist, hoping that backup will arrive as soon as possible.
The remaining Gui family warriors waited and waited, but when their own warriors 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 were hiding in the dark to take action.
Six strong men came from both sides. This time, there were four strong men in the late Qi sensing stage. Two of them, like Zuo Feng, were at the peak of the Qi sensing stage. If it were just these strong men, Zuo Feng would definitely be able to attack.
Kill them all, but he doesn't dare to expose his true fighting power.
The strong men chasing 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 attack like before.
attack.
The long sword, an extremely ordinary mid-grade artifact 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 with my life!' I almost scolded the person following me from head to toe in my heart, but if the other party 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 he raised the corners of his mouth and twisted his body fiercely. While avoiding the vital points, two wounds were left on his shoulders and buttocks.
A wound.
At the same time, a figure flew over like a big bird, directly picked up Zuo Feng's collar and flew away in the air.