The mutton fat ball of the leaf is not used for defense, and now this trick is used to rotate the mutton fat ball at high speed, making it a sharp cannonball, and defending around herself is the method she thought of temporarily.

The smooth ball of mutton fat had become tattered, and it was very mentally demanding to maintain such a high-speed rotation, and the leaves gritted their teeth, their faces were pale and supported, and they could be broken at any time.

Finally, the last shark was also crushed, Yu Gu Ruan stopped the suffocating attack, and the leaves also breathed a sigh of relief.

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"The boss is about to climb the ladder of becoming a god, don't say that you are two or two to one, no one in the entire secret card master world can stop him, he will be a real god!" Feng Jiu raised his hands excitedly, like a devout believer swearing an oath, "To him, you are just a bunch of imps, and no one can stop his plan!"

"You're talking nonsense when you step on a horse!" Thirteen clasped his nostrils disdainfully and said, "Does becoming a god need to implicate innocent ordinary people? That is a step made with human lives, and Bai Murong also went to capture a group of hostages, your god is really down-to-earth! He is just a waste, the most ridiculous thing is that there are really people who believe in the ladder to becoming a god? Come on, it's just a widely circulated garbage rumor!"

"How can a person who has no faith be favored by God?" Feng Jiu shook his head and looked at Thirteen with some pathetic expressions.

"Who said I don't have faith?" Thirteen slowly lit a cigarette, "I'm a tough guy in half!"

"Then let me see!" Feng Jiu swung his long knife violently, and the blade with condensed murderous aura was swung at extreme speed, leaving afterimages in the air.

"Les Miserables, power up!"

"Your secret card is really powerful!" Thirteen's attention was highly concentrated, and he didn't dare to be careless, the corners of his eyes jumped wildly, and the moment the blade fell, he rolled forward, and he could dodge the blow.

The blade slashed into the ground, and the hard floor slab was like tofu, cutting out a neat and smooth mark.

"Aren't you a tough guy?How do you know how to hide?Shouldn't you duel with me head-on?" Feng Jiu swung his knife continuously, setting off a metal storm with the power of one person, the blade slashed and swung continuously, charging at the thirteen charges, and everywhere he passed, everything was evenly cut in half.

"A real tough guy is a man who puts himself in a desperate situation all the time, pushes the women who throw them away, never takes the opportunity to rub the oil, admires their buttocks and breasts at most, never looks back at the explosion, smokes a cigar over the lungs, and drinks brandy when he drinks. Thirteen dodged and babbled.

Feng Jiu pressed step by step, without giving in, he had a special affection for Thirteen, not just as simple as destroying his task, but after hearing the appreciation of him from Bai Murong's mouth, a wave of jealousy and hatred inexplicably appeared in his heart.

The blade fell, and Feng Jiu galloped quickly, grabbing the handle of the knife in his right hand and dragging the knife on the ground, like a metal poisonous snake that could penetrate the enemy's body at any time.

The distance between the two of them was quickly shortened, and Thirteen could even clearly feel a chill for no reason, this chill was not as simple as the temperature dropping, but the strong killing intent that Feng Jiu couldn't hide in his heart, and the invisible aura erupted, which could even bring coercion and fear to the other side.

It is said that the eyes and aura of the murderer are completely different from normal people, and pressure can bring fear to people from the heart, and if you are an ordinary person, you may have been scared to the point that your legs are weak and collapsed, but Thirteen has no fear, he will not run away in this battle, because he already has a countermeasure.

"Cat City—Coax!"

A silver-white blade of light swung out from the palms of the thirteen hands, drawing a graceful arc in the air with extreme agility, slashing towards Feng Jiu's blade.

Clang~

There was a crisp sound of metal colliding, and Feng Jiu's blade was slashed out of a small gap.

Thirteen knew very well the power of his blow, and had to say that his miserable world was indeed very powerful, but there was not much time left for him to complain and sigh, and his hands crossed in front of his chest to make a cross, and two identical silver-white blades of light stabbed forward.

Feng Jiu raised his hand and directly picked up the trajectory of one of the light blades, slashing crookedly, but the other light blade had already come to a place in front of him only one meter, and the spiritual power in his brain was frantically instilled into the secret card, and the number in his eyes jumped and fell rapidly, but under the inevitable avoidance, the light blade still slashed firmly on his chest.

Poof, Feng Jiu felt as if he had been slapped on the back of a knife on his chest, fortunately it did not cause him any substantial damage, but even so, cold sweat still flowed from his forehead, if the speed of his secret card activation was a little slower just now, he might have to go to the Lord of Yama to report.

"I didn't expect you to have other means. Feng Jiu took the initiative to take a few steps back, this time it was his turn to take the initiative to distance himself from Thirteen, he remembered Bai Murong's words of praising Thirteen, and looked at this opponent again, and couldn't help but really pay attention to this young man in his twenties.

"Calm down, calm down, you must not mess around. Feng Jiu said in his heart, "Even if he really has a means to hide, but among the secret card masters of the same level, I am an invincible existence, and he can't hurt me at all!"

Thinking of this, Feng Jiu looked down at his chest, where he had been slashed by the light blade just now, except for some slight pain, not even the wound appeared, seeing this, he put his mind at ease, and the eyes that looked at Thirteen became more and more brutal and presumptuous.

"I thought you'd been hiding something? Feng Jiu sneered twice, stomped on the ground with one foot, and ran extremely fast, his secret card can also strengthen his speed to a certain extent, at this moment his speed has reached the limit, and things on both sides have become blurred dotted lines that keep passing, but he is not distracted by these lights and shadows, in his eyes, there is always only one goal, and this goal is thirteen.

Thirteen was still standing in place, his retina could no longer capture the trajectory of Feng Jiu's movement, but from the strong wind and footsteps brought by his running, his position could still be vaguely distinguished, Thirteen took a step, his right hand clenched into a fist, and quietly waited for the opponent's attack.

The blade in Feng Jiu's hand had turned into a cold light, slashing towards the position above the thirteen heads, with the momentum of agarwood splitting the mountain to save his mother.

Thirteen was still unhurried, the blade was only a dozen centimeters away from his scalp, but at this moment, he suddenly took a step back, the blade slashed a few millimeters in front of the tip of his nose, and a chill hit, at the same time, Thirteen's fist hit Feng Jiu's cheek, but it seemed that such a punch could not stop Feng Jiu's action.

With the sound of bones shattering, Feng Jiu flew out sideways, like a kite with a broken string, and slammed into the wall behind him.

"I'm sorry, that's my tough guy style. Thirteen looked proudly at Feng Jiu, who had fallen in a ruin.

"How is that possible?" Feng Jiu struggled to his feet, an expression of disbelief on his face.

"It's just a simple little trick. Thirteen said indifferently, "It's too tiring to be a cold and tough guy in the underworld all day long, although I am indeed black and hard in some aspects, but in the face of ordinary people, I am submissive, and in the face of scum like you, I will strike hard, so others call me a tough guy in half." ”

"Ahem~"

"You kid really annoyed me!" Feng Jiu stood up from the ruins, his expression grim as if he wanted to be able to hang a layer of frost.

"It's useless. Thirteen clenched his fists, "Now I, unless Bai Murong comes in person, you can't be my opponent at all." ”

With that, Thirteen took out his favorite pistol from his pocket, followed the movements of the western cowboy, stuck his index finger in the protective frame in front of the trigger, and turned it in style.

"Dead little ghost, don't be ashamed, if you have the ability, you can win me!" Feng Jiu rushed over, "You can't hurt me at all, and even in front of my speed, it's a luxury for you to even hit me!"

"No matter how fast you are, it's not for me. Thirteen held the butt of the pistol with both hands, pointed it at Feng Jiu in a standard shooting position and said, "You are the first person to force me to use this trick, and I don't know if I should say that you are lucky or that I am too unlucky." ”