C148 Slaughter

The dust gradually dispersed, revealing two tightly shut doors. However, at this moment, there was a large hole at the center of the doors. At this time, not only was the young man watching Zuo Feng dumbfounded, even the guards who were already prepared were also stunned on the spot.

Underneath the black lacquer, one could see that the interior of the door was emerald green. This proved that the door was indeed made from top-grade cycad wood. Green ironwood was one of the more common tree species in the Ye Lin Empire, and it was known for its tenacity. Ordinary cycad trees of three to five years of age could be used to make many everyday tools, and cycad trees of ten years of age could be used to make some good quality furniture.

The tables and chairs Zuo Feng had seen at the top floor of the Scented Fragrance Court were all made from these cyan iron wood. However, the wood that was used to make the door was clearly much more precious than it was. One could tell from the thickness of the door that it was about six or seven inches.

It would take at least thirty years to create this green iron wood. Not to mention a bare-handed teenager, even an early Tempered Muscle martial artist with a sledgehammer wouldn't be able to cause such damage to this door in a short time.

As a result, they only needed a moment to blast open the door. Moreover, they even created such a big hole. How could these guards not be fearful? What they did not know was that just now, Zuo Feng had used the "Lian Rou Push Hand" technique to borrow energy, and at the same time, the "Wine Fist" technique to store energy.

The most important thing was the "prison" on Zuo Feng's hand. Not only did it have an extremely terrifying weight, it was also the toughest thing Zuo Feng had ever seen. At the same time, Zuo Feng also attacked in anger. The destructive power had exceeded even his own expectations. It would be very difficult for him to achieve the same result again if he were to be reborn again.

Zuo Feng's attack had also shattered the door's bar. Right now, Zuo Feng had only lightly pushed the door open. Zuo Feng walked in, and the youth who was monitoring him did not leave out of curiosity. Instead, he moved closer, wanting to see what Zuo Feng was going to do next.

The group of guards inside the door took a few panicked steps back. When they saw that the person who entered was only 14 or 15 years old, they felt slightly more at ease. At this moment, most of the guards were looking at a young man among the crowd. This young man was the one who had hurriedly reported to Zhang Yu earlier.

At this moment, the youth's face was also filled with helplessness. The meaning in everyone's eyes was very clear; they wanted him to report this matter to the Commander as soon as possible. He had originally planned to do so himself, but when he had left, the commander had specifically told him not to bother him with this matter. He could only helplessly smile bitterly at the others.

These guards had all been in the Commander's Estate for quite some time, and they knew very well the temper of their Lord Commander. When they saw the young man smile bitterly, they all looked towards Zuo Feng helplessly. Although these people were shocked by Zuo Feng's move, they didn't think he really had the power to break open the door.

Since Zuo Feng was wearing a "prison", these guards couldn't see his real cultivation level either. Everyone exchanged a look before slowly gathering together, surrounding Zuo Feng at the entrance.

It was the same young man who had gone to report earlier. It was obvious that he had quite a high position within this group of people. His cultivation was also the highest amongst the guards in charge of the gate, and he was at the first level of the Bone Refinement Stage. These people were all guessing that Zuo Feng must have used some special equipment to cause such terrifying damage to the gate.

Zuo Feng's gaze swept across the crowd. Looking at the dozen or so warriors, all of them were only at the middle and late stage of body strengthening. Among them, the one with the highest cultivation was only at the Bone Refining stage. In the current Zuo Feng's view, warriors with this kind of strength were nothing.

Zuo Feng walked forward with an indifferent face. A dozen warriors looked at each other but didn't step back. They hesitated for a second before moving to Zuo Feng. Zuo Feng's eyes slightly narrowed as he looked around. Although the dozen warriors were in two rows, they all approached him at the same time.

But at this moment, he could feel the differences in everyone's actions, as well as the subtle changes in their expressions. All this information gathered in Zuo Feng's mind, and then he had a rough idea of who these people were. These people all raised their weapons and attacked Zuo Feng, but Zuo Feng suddenly rushed to the left as if he was already prepared.

Just as these people were about to raise their weapons and attack at the same time, Zuo Feng had already determined that the few people on the right side were more brave and fierce, while the three on the left side were extremely timid and slower than the others. Sure enough, when all the weapons arrived, Zuo Feng's figure had already charged towards the left like a ghost. The three people on the left had only just raised their weapons.

The first person Zuo Feng chose to attack was a young guard holding a spear. The only weakness of the long spear was that it was very difficult to deal with an enemy that was adept at close combat. Zuo Feng, on the other hand, was an expert in close combat. As he leapt to the left, a blurry black shadow appeared in his palm with a flip of his palm.

The black shadow followed Zuo Feng's figure and pounced towards the spear-wielding youth. The youth was so shocked that he didn't even have the chance to react before feeling a slight chill on his neck. Then, he discovered that his vision had slanted and he had fallen down. Zuo Feng killed a person instantly, but his expression didn't change at all. He didn't even blink once.

He rubbed his feet, and when all the weapons started to attack again, Zuo Feng had already started to run in the other direction. All that was left was a trail of blood and a slowly turning corpse.

"This... Over here! "Ahhh!"

A guard was screaming in fear, but a black light flashed past his eyes, making him unable to escape his fate of death. Zuo Feng kept moving. His left arm was slightly bent. His left arm looked a bit unnatural as his body moved.

However, anyone with a discerning eye would realize that every time the wind blew from his left side and he waved his left arm, new power would be released from his body for no reason and his body would speed up once again. Not only could his left arm speed him up suddenly, it could also make his movements completely disobey a normal pattern.

Many warriors could see where Zuo Feng was charging towards, but when everyone was crazily attacking towards that direction, Zuo Feng would suddenly turn around and move to another direction. In such a chaotic field, Zuo Feng was like a fish swimming through the crowd.

Although he was unable to spread out his psychokinesis to scout the surroundings, his keen spiritual sense seemed to be filled with eyes. The soft rustling of clothes, the light reflected from the waving of weapons, and the air currents created by the enemy's movements. All of this information was clearly gathered in Zuo Feng's mind through his vision, hearing, sense of smell, and sense of touch.

Usually, when a guard hesitated due to fear, Zuo Feng's skinny figure would appear in front of him like a ghost. Zuo Feng's strange movement technique and ruthless methods made the experienced guards feel a chill in their hearts. Fear spread through the crowd like a disease, and the faster the fear of death, the faster it spread.

Out of the dozen or so guards, only four remained. This included the martial artist with the highest cultivation, the first level of the Refinement Stage. At this moment, the other three gathered around him nervously, casting pleading gazes at him with faces filled with fear.

A sliver of fear flashed across the guard's eyes, but he quickly calmed himself down and said, "You are aware of the commander's temper. If we give up the position of the gate, you will be well aware of our fate. This brat is obviously powerless to continue. As long as we can successfully kill him, the Lord Commander will personally pass on a top-grade mid rank cultivation technique to everyone. "

At the beginning, these guards were hesitant, but when they heard the words of the youth about the reward, greed appeared in their eyes. They glanced at each other and then rushed towards Zuo Feng at the same time. A single high-grade mid-grade cultivation technique was enough to allow them to steadily advance to the middle stage of the Body Tempering stage. This was enough to make them go completely crazy.

For ordinary guards, if they could obtain a good cultivation technique, not only would their cultivation speed be greatly increased, but they would also have the advantage of competing with other martial artists of the same level.

However, the three of them, blinded by greed, did not realize that as they all rushed forward, the first level Refinement Stage youth that had spoken earlier actually had a hint of a sneer on his face. Almost at the same time, he stomped his foot on the ground, but the only difference was that his figure explosively retreated backwards.

Zuo Feng clearly saw all of this. Just as the three of them charged towards him, he also fiercely rushed forward. His body looked as if it was charging straight towards him, but if one looked carefully, they would notice that his body was shaking slightly. With the movement of his body, when Zuo Feng took the third step, he had transformed from one person into three. This was the footwork of the "Wine Fist" that Zuo Feng had learned.

The three guards had never seen such a strange movement technique before. They only saw that the three shadows seemed to be Zuo Feng's real body, but it also seemed like the three shadows were illusions. In this split-second, Zuo Feng's three figures had already arrived in front of the three.

The three figures moved past the three of them like blurry shadows, before slowly merging together behind them. Zuo Feng's eyes flashed with a cold light. He threw out the black dagger in his hand.

Zuo Feng completely ignored the spinning blade and looked back in surprise. The young guard who had abandoned his companions to run away also noticed the sound of wind breaking and quickly dodged to the side without any hesitation.

However, to his surprise, the sound of metal tearing through the air also changed its trajectory. Just as the youth turned his head in shock, a black shadow flashed past his eyes. The youth was stunned for a moment, but he still couldn't understand how the blade could come at him despite the fact that he had dodged it.

At this moment, the black dagger continued to arc forward after killing the Bone Refining stage level 1 youth. At a certain moment, the short blade suddenly changed its direction, and after circling around once, it flew back towards Zuo Feng. If that yellow-haired female from before was here on the first level of the spiral tower, she would have realized that what Zuo Feng just used was her unique throwing dagger skill.