C26 Berserk Disintegration

Other than the two martial artists with higher cultivation, Zuo Feng could still see that the other three were at the fifth or sixth level of the Bone Refining stage. Their strength was about the same as the young martial artists in the village. The disparity in numbers immediately caused the three of them to be unable to resist.

Within two breaths, the three were killed on the spot. The eight young warriors in the village didn't join the other two battles. Instead, they split up and surrounded them, their goal being the same as Zuo Feng's order to Zuo Hou.

Teng Xiao Yun was facing a middle-aged man with an aquiline nose and a huge axe in his hand. Although they had only fought for a short while, Teng Xiao Yun had already defeated him. "The Second Elder's opponent was a thin middle-aged man wearing grey clothes and wielding a short spear. The two of them were roughly on par with each other.

Zuo Feng was extremely familiar with this grey robe, it was exactly the same as the original owner of his black dagger. He did not need to ask to know that it was from those people of the Imperial Court.

Teng Xiao Yun's sword flew up and down, forcing his opponent to retreat a few steps. The giant axe that the man with the hooked nose used was rather large. From the surface, it seemed that the giant axe was tightly wrapped around his body as he waved it. Zuo Feng, on the other hand, felt that Teng Xiao Yun's sword would be raised or pierced when the axe was exhausted, making it difficult for the man to defend.

"If you let me go, the enmity between us will be wiped out. "I promise you, we will never make things difficult for the village again!"

The bulky man with a hooked nose became increasingly flustered as the battle progressed. Finally, he couldn't help but start yelling and begging for mercy.

"Hmph, you still want to play such a trick? Do you think I'm a three year old child?"

Teng Xiao Yun snorted in disdain as he increased the intensity of his sword.

"You forced me to do this."

The hooked nose burly man suddenly pounced towards Teng Xiao Yun without a care. His sword sliced through his shoulder and stabbed into his lower abdomen without a care. As he walked forward, he focused all the spiritual energy in his body on the huge axe. He slashed out from left to right with the huge axe in both hands in an attempt to cut Teng Xiao Yun's waist in half.

Zuo Feng, who was watching from the side, noticed that even under such a terrifying attack, Teng Xiao Yun's expression did not change at all. However, his eyes shone brightly. When the axe was about to hit him, Teng Xiao Yun's body curved backwards like a bow. When the back of his head was about to touch his leg, the axe just happened to pass by his body.

"Drink!

As soon as the huge axe sliced down, Teng Xiao Yun let out a low shout. Following which, his body fiercely bent like a bamboo and bounced back at a speed that was barely discernible to the naked eye. Borrowing the strength from the long sword in his hand, he calmly thrust it out.

Then, he drew his sword and jumped back, leaving a small wound on the giant's throat. Then, the wound suddenly enlarged, and a large amount of blood formed a bloody mist in front of him. At this moment, Teng Xiao Yun was already ten feet away. There was not a single trace of blood on his body, making the people around him feel extremely relaxed.

The person who was the most shocked by Teng Xiao Yun's exquisite sword art was the grey robed, tall man that was fighting with the third elder.

Although the man was still resisting the third elder's fierce attack, he was still using his peripheral vision to size up Teng Xiao Yun. His eyes were filled with endless joy and excitement.

"You, it's you! Haha, it really is you. "After all these years, we have finally found it. Let's see if you can still escape this time."

The skinny, tall man in the grey robe looked like he had been possessed. He laughed like he had gone insane. He spoke words that no one understood and only Teng Xiao Yun's expression gradually became gloomy.

"How would you know that I'm hiding in this place? If you don't tell me, I won't let you die happily."

Teng Xiao Yun stared at the grey robed man. Zuo Feng had never seen such an expression in his life. He knew that his master was truly angered.

"There's no need to trouble you. No one can take my life!"

The thin, tall man laughed crazily. As he continued to laugh crazily, his entire body made cracking noises as his joints collided with each other. His already tall stature fiercely rose a bit higher, and his body bulged outwards like a balloon filled with air.

The grey-robed man's originally wide grey clothes were now slowly torn apart by the bulging body. Everyone was shocked by this strange scene. However, Teng Xiao Yun was the first to react. He shouted, "Hurry up and attack!" and swung his sword at the grey-robed man.

Zuo Feng also recovered from his shock and vaguely remembered that Teng Xiao Yun had mentioned to him a mysterious and overbearing cultivation technique. The condition of the grey robed man's eyes was very similar to the introduction. He also clearly remembered that the cultivation technique was called "Rampage Disintegration".

Zuo Feng felt chills down his spine as he recalled the introduction of that cultivation technique. This was because after using "Raging Qi Disintegration", the most terrifying thing was not death, but suffering all kinds of torture and suffering despite knowing that death was inevitable. Only after burning away all of one's spirit energy would one truly die.

The "Rampage of Rampage" could not be considered a cultivation technique. Strictly speaking, it was a suicidal strengthening technique. While circulating his Qi, he opened up all his acupoints and absorbed all the surrounding spiritual energy. Thereafter, he used his own spiritual energy to detonate the unrefined spiritual energy.

If one's strength could be greatly increased, one's physical body would also become abnormally powerful. But only the caster himself knew the immense pain involved. Once it was activated, it could be said to be an extremely overbearing demonic art.

According to Teng Xiao Yun, during the process of using the Qi of Rampage, a person's spiritual sense and sense of touch would be strengthened, and they would even be several times stronger than an ordinary person's. They would also be able to keenly feel the pain throughout their body until they died. Just thinking about it would make Zuo Feng's scalp tingle.

The tall and thin man in the grey robe had now turned into a brawny man with bulky shoulders. The bulging veins and blood vessels on the surface of his skin could clearly be seen. Facing Teng Xiao Yun's full power attack, he actually raised his arm to block.

Puff.

With a dull sound, Teng Xiao Yun's sword was only able to cut through half of his arm. Furthermore, not a single drop of blood came out from the wound on his arm. This made Zuo Feng even more certain that the opponent had used the strange "Raging Qi Disintegration" technique.

The grey-robed man waved his arms while laughing out loud. The third elder and Teng Xiao Yun couldn't move at all, so they all moved to the side.

"Quickly dodge!"

As soon as Teng Xiao Yun finished speaking, it was already too late. One of the eight outermost young martial artists was hit by the fist of the grey-clothed man and sent flying. His chest completely caved in, as if it had been struck by a giant hammer.

The grey-clothed person dashed towards the entrance of the valley like the wind. Zuo Feng and the others had already dodged to the side. He stared fixedly at the gray-clothed martial artist in front of him, witnessing his final madness before he died.

It wasn't until the grey figure completely disappeared that everyone finally regained their wits. Teng Xiao Yun immediately rushed to the injured youth's side, but could only helplessly sigh and say,

"Bring him back to the village."

"Master!"

Seeing that Teng Xiao Yun was about to leave, Zuo Feng shouted excitedly. This was the second time his master had saved his life. He couldn't say any words of thanks because it would make their relationship as master and disciple too light.

More importantly, he could see that underneath his master's cold outer appearance, there were other emotions hidden within. Why was the grey-clothed man so excited when he recognized his master? He even felt that the person who activated the explosive aura was directly related to recognizing his master. He almost subconsciously called out to Teng Xiao Yun because he felt an indescribable fear in his heart.

Hearing Zuo Feng's shout, Teng Xiao Yun's face stiffened as he turned around with some difficulty. He stared at Zuo Feng for a while before forcing out a smile.

"Master, you …"

Teng Xiao Yun waved his hand and cut off Zuo Feng's words. He looked around and said, "You guys go back to the village first. Prepare to fight at any time."

Hearing Teng Xiao Yun's words, Zuo Feng seemed to come to a realization. He turned around and said to his companions, "You guys gather with Zuo Hou and the others and take care of this place. Afterwards, go back to the caravan and help them clear that battlefield." Asking about the whereabouts of our hunting squad's missing, then... Decide what to do with them. "

The youths all loudly declared their agreement. After this battle, Zuo Feng had already established an extremely high level of prestige in their hearts.

When Teng Xiao Yun heard Zuo Feng mention the missing hunting squadron, he knew that he was thinking about his eldest son, Teng Li. He let out a long sigh and patted Zuo Feng's shoulder.

Seeing Teng Xiao Yun walking in front, Zuo Feng didn't say anything and quickly followed him.

"This place is filled with blood and gore. It is likely that it was caused by the Heavenly Emperor. It is also possible that... It has something to do with me. "

On the side of a mountain, Teng Xiao Yun had his hands behind his back as he looked up at the dark night sky. His voice was a bit hoarse as he spoke.

Zuo Feng didn't say anything as he silently looked at Teng Xiao Yun's skinny back. That back gave him a sense of loneliness.

"I thought it was over long ago, but I didn't expect that even after so long, they would still not let me go."

Teng Xiao Yun spoke again. His words were filled with regret and self-blame.

"Master, no matter what, you might have already been exposed. You can't stay here any longer, you should come with us to Yan City to hide."

At this time, Zuo Feng could no longer hold it in as he said this anxiously.

"This matter is too broad, it is not as simple as you think. You just need to remember to live a good life in Yan City with the villagers, forget your original home, and forget all your hatred. "

Zuo Feng realized that things might be more troublesome than he thought, but since Teng Xiao Yun had already sealed his words, he didn't want to pursue the matter further.

"Go back, your little companions need you, but those people in the village need you even more." "You did well this time, I can see your actions clearly. I was right about you, you will be the hope of the Zuo family."

He paused for a moment before continuing, "We will meet up with you in Yan City. There's no need to worry too much."

Zuo Feng's heart skipped a beat. At this moment, he realized that his master already knew about his plan. But his Master just stood there quietly, watching until he and the rest were in danger. He understood that his Master was testing him.

"Let's go back. I want to stay here alone for a while."

Zuo Feng wanted to say more, but Teng Xiao Yun didn't want to. He bit his lips until blood dripped from the corner of his mouth. Then, he took two steps back and knelt down on one knee as he performed a master and disciple salute to Teng Xiao Yun. When he stood up again, his eyes were already moist.