C42 Stratagem Killing

The vast forest stretched as far as the eye could see. Occasionally, a tall mountain would rise from the ground, and moonlight would shine on the dense forest.

From a high vantage point, one could see the shadows of the clouds moving slowly within the forest, causing the forest to be visible and blurry at times. The roars of beasts came from an unknown place, adding to the mysteriousness of this dark green world.

Within the dense forest, a teenager named Skinny Shao was quickly moving. Due to using too much strength, some of the grass had been stepped on and some of the branches had been cut off. The figure ignored him and continued to fly forward at full speed. Not long after the youth walked over, a few sturdy figures appeared in his line of sight at the same speed. A total of eight figures had a speed that was not the slightest bit slower than the figure in front of him.

The running skinny Xiao in front of them was Zuo Feng, not Zuo Feng's fastest speed. However, he wholeheartedly wanted to get rid of the disgusting tail behind him, so he controlled his speed to keep a certain distance between himself and the people behind him.

About an hour had passed since they had left the city, and Zuo Feng and his men had gradually entered the forest. At a certain moment, Zuo Feng suddenly stopped and carefully walked behind him. This time, he walked very carefully without leaving any traces. When he reached the bottom of a tall ancient tree, Zuo Feng used both his hands and feet to quickly climb up.

The top of their heads were usually the blind spots that were observed by people. Even if they were to occasionally raise their heads, they wouldn't be able to fully observe the dense treetops, especially since the few pursuers behind them weren't good at this kind of jungle battle.

Most of the time, they would pay attention to the traces left behind by the pursuers and the surrounding environment. Occasionally, they would raise their heads to take a cursory glance before withdrawing their gaze. This was because it was almost impossible to observe everything in the surroundings through rapid travel, unless one was able to detect the fluctuations of life like Zuo Feng, which meant that there was no blind spot at all.

When Zuo Feng came to the tree, he quickly concealed his figure. The eight figures ran towards him as fast as they could.

"Motherf * cker, this little bastard really runs fast. Chasing him until my legs start to ache, but I can't even see a shadow." One of them couldn't help grumbling.

"It seems like there's no need to think about rest in the first half of the night. You must ask for more compensation from that Manager Li when you go back." Another person added.

"All of you, shut up. You can't complete this single transaction. Do you know what Commander Zhang Yu is up to?" A man with a hoarse voice at the back coldly said.

Upon hearing the name of Commander Zhang Yu, the bodies of the seven people trembled in agitation. These people were well aware of what Commander Zhang Yu was up to. When they heard that he had only killed a teenage boy and that the two gangs had taken action at the same time, the two gang leaders had patted their chests and promised to accept the reward before taking action.

In order to ensure that the Black Wolf Gang would send out a Third Level Refinement Stage Deputy Sect Master, the last hoarse voice from before belonged to the Black Wolf Gang's Vice Sect Leader Qian. These people all knew clearly that if they were unable to complete this mission, not only would the gang be wiped out, even the families in the city would have a hard time keeping them safe.

When they thought of this, none of them complained anymore. They all decided that if they caught that damned little bastard later, they would torture him to the point where he would slowly die in pain and despair.

The Black Wolf Gang's Vice Leader Qian had the highest cultivation level, but he was hanging at the back of the group. He was the only one among them who knew about the fight that took place in the Scented Fragrance Pavilion that day. A teenager had defeated three late stage body strengthening martial artists that were specially trained in the commander's mansion. This kind of strength was not to be underestimated.

Although he was very confident in his formation, death or injury would be inevitable after a fight. Therefore, although his speed was the fastest among them, he still chose to stay at the back of the group.

The eight figures rapidly advanced in the pitch-black night, but they did not know that this sure-fire chase was already beginning to change. At this moment, Zuo Feng, who was hiding at the top of the tree, could vaguely see figures flashing in the distance.

He shifted his body towards the dense foliage once again. This time, he had to deal with this group of people alone, so he could only rely on surprise attacks to kill and intimidate them. Zuo Feng didn't panic in the slightest in the face of such a dangerous situation. He had a strong confidence that he could kill all of these people.

Soon, all eight of the opponents appeared within his line of sight. There was no longer a need to use his psychokinesis to investigate. The eight figures clearly appeared. Zuo Feng immediately stared at the last person in the group. In his previous investigation, he had already realized from the minute differences in the energy waves that this person should be the person with the highest cultivation base. He was the main target of this surprise attack.

The eight of them were extremely fast and arrived under the tree where Zuo Feng was hiding in the blink of an eye. They stared at a middle-aged man at the back of the group. The first attack of these masters was extremely important. If he failed, then he would be surrounded and attacked by eight people.

"This middle-aged man intentionally or unintentionally distanced himself from the seven people in front of him. It seems like he hopes to let the people in front of him serve as cannon fodder, before secretly delivering a fatal blow." 'Although this plan is a bit vicious, if I were to be overtaken from behind without knowing about it and be sneakily ambushed by this expert after a tough battle, I'm afraid that this power.'

Zuo Feng sneered as he judged the intentions of these warriors. However, he knew that it was better to be cautious than to be cautious. After all, he had obtained the power of psychokinesis, and the situation was reversed in an instant. His trump card, which was originally hanging at the last moment, now created a better condition for Zuo Feng's sudden attack because of the distance between him and the others.

This was often the way things went in the world. Originally, all of his calculations had created countless advantages for himself. As a result, not only did a small miscalculation fail, but the countless advantages he had previously became his greatest obstacle.

Seizing the right time, Zuo Feng's body fell down. The landing spot he chose was also very ingenious. Because the falling speed was not fast, he chose a spot in front of the middle-aged man. The reason why Zuo Feng jumped down in such a way was to hide his voice as much as possible.

When Zuo Feng was about twenty feet from the ground, the middle-aged man also arrived at the landing point that Zuo Feng had chosen. Without any hesitation, Zuo Feng swung his black dagger towards the middle-aged man.

While Zuo Feng was waving his black dagger, the middle-aged man also sensed something. He raised his head and looked up, and then subconsciously struck out with his palm.

At this moment, Zuo Feng was also a bit annoyed. He had already thought of doing his best to not cause the wind to blow when he landed, but he had forgotten that when he brandished his dagger, the wind would come from his sleeves. Luckily, this middle-aged man had two empty hands. If the man had a weapon, then Zuo Feng, who was still in the air, wouldn't be able to dodge at all.

The middle-aged man struck out with his palm. The wind pressure created by the strike caused Zuo Feng's body to sway slightly in the air. One could only imagine how powerful the strike was.

The middle-aged man was also a bit careless. He didn't connect the sudden change to the teenager that was chasing him. He only thought that a wild beast would suddenly attack him, so he subconsciously raised his palm to meet the attack. If he chose to suddenly accelerate, then he had full hope of dodging Zuo Feng's blade.

The black dagger in Zuo Feng's hand could barely be seen when used at night. This was the second fatal mistake the middle-aged man had made. The saber and palm collided in the air, and the expected sound of a massive collision did not appear. Even a peak late Bone Refining martial artist would not be able to compare to metal, not to mention that he had used his bare hands to directly clash with the blade.

The short blade instantly chopped into the palm of his hand, all the way up to his elbow, but he was unable to continue any further. Zuo Feng, who was in the air, was also slightly astonished at this result. Based on his understanding of the toughness of a Bone Refining martial artist's body, a short blade could at most cut into the wrist, but the result was that he managed to slash all the way to the elbow.

"When did my strength increase so much?" Zuo Feng couldn't help but be shocked and puzzled.

"Ah …" A heart-wrenching scream resounded in the dark forest.

The seven players, who were running in front, turned their heads at the same time and were shocked. The youth who was supposed to be in front of them had suddenly appeared at the back of the line. Not only that, the person with the highest cultivation among them was already a cripple. Even if he didn't die, he would become a one-armed man.

"Deputy Sect Master!" The seven of them were stunned for a moment, and then three of them yelled as they charged towards Zuo Feng.

"Deputy Sect Master? "Not someone from the Lord Prefecture." Zuo Feng mumbled to himself, but now was not the time to think about it. Although the middle-aged man had already crippled one of his hands, Zuo Feng's goal was to turn all eight of them into corpses and leave them here forever. Zuo Feng drew his saber and rushed towards the "Deputy Sect Master" who was crying out in pain and retreating.

In the blink of an eye, Zuo Feng appeared before the middle-aged man once again, but at the same time, his two companions had also charged over. Both of them attacked Zuo Feng from both sides. Zuo Feng's eyes flashed with a trace of ruthlessness. He dodged to the right and tightened his left arm, not even taking a single step back.

The middle-aged man's left hand gripped his injured right arm, but large amounts of blood continued to flow down his left arm. The pain and fear had caused him to lose the calmness he should have. Seeing his comrade coming over to help, he was overjoyed. However, he immediately saw that Zuo Feng didn't even take a step back. At this moment, he felt a chill in his heart.

"Don't …" He let out an inhuman shout subconsciously.

However, he only shouted two words before his voice stopped abruptly, because his throat had already been cut open by Zuo Feng's blade. Fresh blood splattered out along with hot air spewing out of his throat, and his eyes slowly turned gray at this moment.

Zuo Feng endured the pain in his left arm and quickly flew backwards. The seven people were stunned by this sudden change. At this moment, Zuo Feng had already retreated sixty to seventy feet away. With a cruel smile, he turned around and disappeared into the forest.

"Welcome to my world." A cold voice came out from the forest that was hidden by the left wind.

The seven of them couldn't help but feel their hands and feet turn cold.