A large group of warriors were scattered on the mountainside, and they were either in groups of three or four, and they were only two or three feet away from each other, and at this distance they could even hear the heavy breathing of their companions. The distance between the groups is only less than five zhang, so they can also talk to each other normally.

It can be seen that most of them often beg for a living in the mountains, and they also have some experience in how to move forward in the forest and find dead ends. And these people still have some tacit understanding with each other, apparently often forming teams with strangers to complete some special work. Although they are familiar with the mountains and forests, they are much more laymen when they are placed in the mountains like Zuo Feng, who have been born and raised in the mountains since they were young.

There are not many tall trees here, and the foliage on them is so dense that it is not easy to notice if someone is hiding on them, and naturally those people pay most of their attention to the top of the tree. These details were already noticeable to Zuo Feng when he was far away, so he didn't choose to hide in the trees.

Moreover, Zuo Feng, an expert in jungle hunting, also has his own analysis, if he hides at the top of the tree so that he cannot be easily discovered, then he can only choose the location slightly higher at the top of the tree. However, the distance of such an attack will also be extended, and it will also be easy to be detected when attacking, so being in mid-air will be even more disadvantageous to yourself.

At this moment, a team of four people, like the others, was in no hurry to search for the top of the mountain. From time to time, they look up and occasionally look at their companions. These people didn't care much about their companions, they just hoped that they could arrive as soon as possible when they discovered Zuo Feng's traces, and even get the treasure and leave before the two Bone Refining Stage Rank 7 martial artists arrived.

However, their group was ignorant of the danger ahead, and under a big tree about three feet in front of them, a thin figure lurked there. At this time, the figure had already changed into a gray-colored shirt, and there was a lot of grass juice on the outside of the shirt, and if you didn't go to the front and carefully discern it, it would be difficult to notice that there was a person lying there.

This extremely perfect figure in disguise was none other than Zuo Feng, who had already taken off his clothes after escaping the sight of those people, and he had removed the jewelry and the fat powder on his face. He had prepared a few clothes before, and Zuo Feng casually picked a gray one to put on his body.

Left Wind chose to hide under a large tree, where the weeds were not very high, but they were very thick. Left Wind leans between the roots and the grass, looking like a bare root. The hidden level of the left wind is definitely unimaginable for these warriors, and I am afraid that even some beasts will find it difficult to detect the hidden left wind.

The group of four slowly approached this direction, but they did not realize that they were approaching the shadow of death. When the other party was two feet away, Zuo Feng began to hold his breath, and the pores on his body slowly contracted, and even controlled his heartbeat at the slowest rate.

Such a perfect concealment made the approaching warriors not realize in the slightest, a warrior almost stepped on Zuo Feng's palm by half an inch, so that Zuo Feng couldn't help but secretly wipe a handful of sweat, if his whereabouts were exposed now, then he would immediately fall into a heavy encirclement, and there would be a large number of wolf-like warriors rushing towards him.

But fortunately, the martial artist who walked close to Zuo Feng didn't notice it, and when he approached Zuo Feng's body, he subconsciously paid attention to look at the top of his head. Because it was the largest giant tree around, several of his companions had the same idea, carefully observing the top of the giant tree from all angles for a while before continuing to search forward.

Just after these people walked by, Zuo Feng's body also quietly moved, he did not immediately burst out, but his body twisted and swam forward against the ground, but Zuo Feng was able to do it silently.

Zuo Feng came behind a warrior like a ghost, and his figure also skillfully merged into the shadow behind this person, if he didn't have a fixed mind and looked carefully, he wouldn't have found that there was a person hidden in the shadow.

The next time these people looked up at a tree again, the shadow began to move slowly, enveloping the unaware warrior like green smoke.

"Hiss"

Barely a sound could be heard, and before the warrior could even react, his throat was slit. The blood did not splash everywhere like a flood, because Zuo Feng gently pressed the other party's wound after cutting it, and he also sent a stream of spiritual energy into the opponent's body at the same time as he took out the knife.

Pity this first-level martial artist in the bone refining stage, he just felt a slight chill on his neck, and his eyes completely turned into darkness. When his body softened, he was quietly supported by the left wind behind him, and it looked like he was looking for something low.

Zuo Feng didn't dodge, just supporting the warrior's body while pulling his clothes upwards to cover the piercing wound in his throat. It was also at this time that a martial artist subconsciously looked back and saw that the martial artist who had died lowered his head as if he had found something.

"Is there a clue?"

The warrior deliberately lowered his voice, as if he didn't want the other groups to hear it. And the corpse supported by Zuo Feng is also the last of the four, and he is thin and will not be noticed at all. Hearing someone ask, the other two martial artists immediately looked over, Zuo Feng was a little nervous at this time, but he knew that he couldn't force his shot, because it was almost difficult for him to kill these three people without alarming the other groups.

For a while, Zuo Feng didn't think of any good way, and the person who asked before looked at his companion with some doubts, and finally couldn't help but walk over to this side. Zuo Feng stood behind the corpse, although he couldn't see it, he could clearly hear the footsteps, and his heart was anxious and his mind was spinning rapidly.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he used the black short blade in his hand to cut through the clothes of the corpse in front of him, and then quietly stretched his palm through the gap in the back of his shoulder. The warrior who was about to walk over on the other side saw that the companion raised his hand a little stiffly and waved.

"Hmph, look at your ghostly appearance, I filled a lot of horse urine last night, and told you that if you find something and don't share it with us, then I think you know the consequences. ”

After dropping a cruel word, the warrior who spoke turned around and continued walking, and the other two warriors also glared at the corpse fiercely before walking forward after him. At this time, Zuo Feng finally secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and even he had to admire his wit.

Approaching this corpse so closely, Zuo Feng had an extremely strange feeling. It was not the first time he had faced a corpse, although he was only less than sixteen years old, there were by no means a few martial artists who died under his hands, and there were even a few high-level Qi Refining Stage martial artists.

But this time it was a little different, one of his hands reached from the back of the warrior's shoulder into the opponent's shirt, and his palm and forearm were directly attached to the opponent's skin.

Although the warrior was dead, his body was still warm and soft, as if he was only temporarily unconscious, as if he was planning for a moment that something in this body disappeared. This is purely a feeling, a feeling that Zuo Feng can't tell why, and Zuo Feng can be sure that if he wasn't clinging to the other party at the moment, he wouldn't have this feeling at all.

What came to mind in an instant was "telekinesis", but the other party only had the first level of the bone refining stage, and there would never be telekinesis. After a little hesitation, Zuo Feng thought of the name "spiritual power".

This discovery shocked Zuo Feng a little, but he didn't continue to study this issue, because he was not allowed to continue thinking at this moment. He carried the corpse and walked forward slowly. Because the other three martial artists were constantly searching and advancing at this time, although Zuo Feng's speed was not fast, he had also quickly approached another martial artist at the first level of the bone refining stage.

Without any hesitation, Zuo Feng gently put down the corpse in his hand, and "floated" towards the warrior with a slight click under his feet. The warrior seemed to be aware of it, and subconsciously wanted to look back, but he didn't have time to see anything, so he felt a slight chill in his heart. The warrior only realized at this moment that the catastrophe was coming, but before his mouth could be opened, he was sealed by a white palm.

This time, the other two warriors didn't notice anything, and were still observing in front of each other, where would Zuo Feng miss this opportunity, and his body moved forward like a ghost. The pitch-black short blade is like a scythe of death, silently harvesting life away.

In just two breaths, the four-person team had all turned into corpses, but Zuo Feng did not hesitate to lurk towards the team next to him.

The team didn't notice the appearance of Zuo Feng at all, and even most of them were still looking for the trace of the "mysterious woman" with burning eyes. These people weren't regular partners in the first place, and they didn't care about anyone else, except that they were now working together with the same goal for them to work together temporarily.

Zuo Feng took advantage of their mentality, he quietly walked through the woods without any life, and the trees and weeds were his best concealment. Zuo Feng also deliberately avoided the location where the martial artist surnamed Yu was, because in addition to the man surnamed Yu who had reached the seventh level of the bone refining stage, there were also two young men who were at the fifth level of the bone refining stage by his side.

Zuo Feng naturally wouldn't provoke such a team now, what he had to do now was to clear out the other martial artist teams first and put this strongest team last.

At this time, the man surnamed Yu, who was sturdy, looked around with a pair of small eyes, but in his heart, he had already guessed that Zuo Feng had definitely turned over the mountain and ran towards the other side of the mountain. It was also because of this idea that he had argued with the warrior surnamed Liu before, and they both wanted to go to the other side of the mountain to search upward, and both of them understood that it was most likely to intercept the left wind on that side of the mountain.