C25 Hidden Master

This sudden turn of events caused the bandits to panic. Some of them even collided with each other in the midst of chaos, and some of them were even trampled to death by their companions on the spot. The chaos caused by the "specially-made cannon" was also extremely powerful. Those warriors who were closer to the place of explosion were almost instantly engulfed by the flames.

After Zuo Feng shot out the fireballs, he picked up the crossbows he prepared beforehand and shot them towards the bandits. The members of the hunting team outside the convoy were also shocked by this unforeseen event. However, the archers quickly reacted and quickly released the arrows in their hands.

The bandits in the col had already become the target of public criticism. They had originally held the advantage, but now they were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Originally, they had been prepared for close combat. Even if a portion of the people were equipped with bows and arrows, their current position was as bright as day from the firelight. It was difficult to see anything clearly in the surrounding darkness. The only thing he could see was the sound of countless bowstrings and the sight of countless arrows in front of him.

Miserable screams, curses, and curses resounded through the sky. Especially after being shot by the arrows of Zuo Feng's group, they did not get up again after falling down because their arrows were all smeared with poison. Even if it was just a scratch, the injured would immediately die on the spot.

This poison was one of the three paper bags that Zuo Feng had given him. It was also one of the many medicinal packs that he had found on the man in grey. After Zhuang Yu checked it and confirmed that it was a highly toxic powder, Zuo Feng purposely stored it by itself for the purpose of using it at such times.

"You guys stay here. Don't worry about the people in the battlefield, you just need to kill the enemies that are charging in your direction." The others will come with me to the next place. "

Zuo Feng quickly said a few words to Shen Die before bringing the seven youths to pick up their bows and arrows, and rushed towards the northeast. That was the last 'grand feast' he had prepared for these innocent bandits. Whether or not he could guarantee the success of the villagers in reaching Yan City, that valley, would be the key.

At the same time, on the left side, the same thing happened as well. After a few rounds of arrows were shot, the seven of them quickly organized themselves and headed towards the designated location on Zuo Feng.

The fire in the distance was still ongoing, and Zuo Feng and the others had already entered the designated place to ambush them. Almost as soon as they hid, the sound of messy footsteps came from afar.

'As expected, they are retreating in this direction. However, these people are retreating much faster than expected. I hope Zuo Hou and the others will make it in time to enter the ambush place.'

While he was thinking this, a group of battered and exhausted figures appeared. Most of them were wearing tattered clothes, indicating that they had been injured in the explosion.

"Ahhh …"

Suddenly there was a scream from the crowd, but most of them continued on, uncomprehending.

Zuo Feng's mouth curved into a cruel smile, 'When dealing with enemies, one must kill them all'. This was the law of survival that he had learned after experiencing so many things.

"Damn it, there's a trap on the ground."

"It's a Ground Thrust, why would someone bury a Earth Thrust here?"

"Poisonous, poisonous. My feet are numb. "

'Hmph, have you finally discovered it? ' Zuo Feng sneered in his heart.

This was the last 'Feast of Death' that Zuo Feng had prepared for them. In the big packages, there were only wooden thorns that were stuck into the ground in front of them. At first, he wasn't sure if these people would be ambushing them, but if they were, who knew where.

He let the teenagers prepare the four large bags, which were approximately six hundred wooden spikes about two inches long. This kind of trap was the most difficult to find in the weedy jungle, and it was now a moonless night.

Ideally, the valley behind the hill where they had set up the ambush would not have been too wide. If it weren't for the fact that this group of people had the advantage, they wouldn't have been sent to such a dangerous place.

The scariest part about these wooden thorns was that Zuo Hou had equipped the other two medicine packs on the wooden thorns. Once the thorns pierced the skin, the man's entire body would become paralyzed.

Since there was only one packet of poison, he had no choice but to use the anesthetic instead. These ointments were the failure products of Zuo Feng's earliest practice, and there was a slight deviation in the ratio. Such drugs could even be fatal. Who would have thought that by chance and coincidence, he would be able to make use of the trash?

At this moment, the bandit's cruel and selfish nature was completely exposed. They threw some of their injured comrades in front of them, and then began to walk on the bodies of others. He did not care about the people below his feet, he died because the wooden spike pierced his body.

'These people are really vicious and merciless. However, to think that they would be able to escape and ascend to heaven like this is simply wishful day.' Zuo Feng was still observing calmly, and his companions didn't move at all.

Facing a demon that was about to threaten his family, Zuo Feng had long ago stopped being merciful. Those spies were indeed despicable, but in the end, he had lived in the same village as himself for many years. However, these people who were inferior to animals in front of him, he would definitely not have the slightest bit of compassion.

Just as the Mountain Bandits thought they had made it out of the trap's range, another angry yell rang out. They tragically discovered that they had once again entered a new area filled with wooden thorns.

"Damn it, who is it?" "How dare you scheme against us Golden Crag Mountain people, get out here right now!"

In the face of that near hysterical roar, Zuo Feng only returned it with a cold smile. The youths behind him were as relaxed as a bucket of cold water being poured on a hot day. They were extremely impressed by the mastermind of this victory, Zuo Feng.

The bandits, who were wholeheartedly trying to escape, became even crazier. Some of the weaker bandits became the 'road' for others to walk on. When there were only a dozen or so people left, the bandits finally passed through the trap.

He did not dare to stop and rushed towards the entrance of the valley. But in the next moment, they realized with some despair that those terrifying thorns were once again beneath their feet.

"Who the hell. "Who is it?"

At this moment, these people were in complete despair, and their cries of despair had not yet subsided. The dull sound of a bowstring rang out, and then countless bowstrings rang out.

Their cultivation bases were not bad, but from the fireworks earlier, they had all fallen one by one. They were completely panicking now. While constantly dodging the arrows, someone finally stepped on the ground while dodging.

The screams made the others panic even more. Finally, after the fourth round of salvo, the remaining dozen or so people all fell. It was only when he saw these people fall with his own eyes that Zuo Feng finally felt relieved.

On the other side of the caravan, Zuo Feng was not too worried. This was because those who stayed were usually heavily injured enemies who couldn't escape. The hunting squadron that were almost unharmed definitely had the strength to wipe them all out.

The group of people carefully climbed down from the trees on both sides of the canyon. At this moment, countless bandits and gray-clothed members were constantly wailing in pain on the ground.

The group of people carefully looked for a place to rest before dragging themselves along the ground. When they met a spike, they would be kicked down. He had thought about it all before Zuo Feng made his move. In fact, if these bandits hadn't escaped so arrogantly, they could have thought of such a simple method to break these earth spikes.

Suddenly, Zuo Feng's ears twitched and he looked toward the other side of the valley with caution. Just now, he had used his sharp hearing to detect the slight sound of wind piercing through his clothes. This was a sound that would only come out if his speed had reached a certain level.

As he gazed into the distance, five ghost-like figures quickly flew towards his direction of the valley entrance.

Zuo Feng's eyes widened abruptly. He could tell with a single glance that two of the five people who had rushed over were extremely powerful. At the very least, they were not below Great Elder Zuo Lie's level of cultivation.

Because the two of them were extremely fast and completely ignored the spikes on the ground, they were able to move as freely as if they were walking on flat ground. If one looked carefully, they would discover that they were gathering their spirit energy under their feet, and that the wooden spikes were being directly trampled into the ground after they passed by.

At this moment, Zuo Feng's heart sank. He never thought that the enemy's high-end combat strength would be so strong. He never thought that these people would be so patient. They could only watch helplessly as their comrades died. However, they had to wait for the appearance of their companions before suddenly launching a surprise attack.

Although they were only slightly dazed, these people were less than ten Zhang away from them.

"Release the arrows, quick, release the arrows!"

Everyone only had time to shoot one round of arrows before the enemy had already arrived in front of them. His mouth had a hint of bitterness. Any one of the two people with the highest cultivation bases would be able to easily kill this group of people. Now there were another two.

Time was of the essence. Zuo Feng did not have enough time to use "False Contrary Wind Flow", but even if he could use it, he would not be able to do something like abandoning his companions to escape by himself. He gritted his teeth and made a "zhi zhi zhi" sound.

"Bang, bang!"

At this critical moment, several figures suddenly appeared out of nowhere. The two strongest had been stopped by someone.

Zuo Feng immediately saw the people who came. He was extremely familiar with the people who suddenly appeared. One of the two people leading them was his master, Teng Xiaoyun, while the other one was the third elder, who had a fiery temper. Other than the two of them, there were also eight burly young men. He knew all of them, and they were the most powerful people within the hunting team left behind by the village.

These youngsters couldn't help but gulp down a mouthful of saliva as they smiled at each other, feeling the joy of surviving a great calamity.

"Zuo Hou, bring your men to the other side of the valley."

After saying that, Zuo Feng led the others and headed towards the entrance of the valley. Although they could not intervene in such a battle, the fact that they were surrounded would still invisibly increase the pressure on their enemies.

After giving out his instructions, Zuo Hou led the rest of the people to the entrance of the valley and started watching the intense battle carefully. This was also the first time he saw his master fight someone of such high cultivation level head on.