Lan Feng didn't expect this wave of unevenness to rise again and again, but he just lowered his head and sneered at the smoke in his abdomen, and with a puff of smoke, the wound that was cut in his abdomen slowly healed under the entanglement of smoke.

"Nani?" When Lan Feng heard a sentence in Japanese, he looked up and saw ten masked men dressed in black with three katanas at their waists standing in front of him.

Lan Feng looked sideways, snorted lightly, held a cigarette in his mouth, and asked arrogantly, "Where is Cui Xiaoqi?" ”

The masked warrior was not moved at all, ignoring Lan Feng, he pulled out the sword on his waist and shouted in unison: "Baga, cry him and be tired (go to death)"

"Jiao, what the are you talking about?" Lan Feng took a sharp puff of cigarette, squinted his eyes, and grumbled, and rushed towards a few masked warriors.

Lan Feng rushed towards one of the warriors, the smoking gun in his hand had already appeared, and two fierce collisions, one of the masked warriors was shocked to the side by the powerful impact.

Lan Feng snorted lightly, his eyes were full of disdain, he turned around, and at the same time waved the two cigarette guns in his hands and smashed them fiercely on the head of a warrior in front of him.

The warrior hurriedly raised his sword to block it, but Lan Feng's strength was too great, and he directly smashed the warrior to his knees.

"No need to make such a big gift." Lan Feng smirked and taunted with a cigarette butt in his mouth, and increased the strength in his hand, directly crushing the warrior to his knees and falling downstairs.

Lan Feng's momentum was overwhelming, and a puff of smoke also shook out around him, and the few black-clothed people who were about to take the opportunity to encircle and suppress Lan Feng were directly shocked to the side.

Lan Feng's hidden attack was too sudden, and the masks of several masked warriors were washed off.

Lan Feng saw that several of them had beautiful faces, and this face was even smaller than himself. Lan Feng gritted his teeth and still didn't plan to let go of these teenagers, his position was different, and he blocked his retreat, Lan Feng naturally couldn't stop.

Lan Feng frowned, but finally gave a warning: "Get out." ”

Several warriors didn't understand Lan Feng's words, thinking that this was just a provocation, so they rushed towards Lan Feng again.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead." The cigarette gun in Lan Feng's hand shot directly at the two nearest warriors in front of him.

Lan Feng took another puff of cigarette butts in his mouth, took a step back, turned his head and lowered his body, and took two cigarettes in his mouth again.

The warrior who was spat and spat on by Lan Feng was furious in his heart, ripped off the mask on his face, and rushed towards Lan Feng with a roar.

Lan Feng had already distanced himself from the warriors on the other side, and now this angry warrior rushed towards Lan Feng in a daze, directly disconnecting himself from his teammates.

Lan Feng was also happy to see this situation, and he also secretly snickered in his heart.

"Be diligent and helpful, Abunayi (be careful)." A warrior with a slightly deep voice found that he was too impulsive and rushed towards Lan Feng and also felt the danger, and immediately shouted.

However, this impulsive warrior still did not listen to the persuasion to retreat, and still underestimated Lan Feng's one-step sprint, and stabbed Lan Feng in the abdomen.

Lan Feng just smoked a cigarette and stared at this warrior stabbing himself with disdain, and did not dodge.

The warrior stabbed Lan Feng in the lower abdomen, and he was about to be proud in his heart, but he was still too tender, thinking that this attack could solve Lan Feng.

It's too tender, it's Lan Feng's heart, this young warrior is too uncontrollable, and he is in Lan Feng's arms.

Lan Feng was stabbed in the abdomen, but there was no bleeding, but his body suddenly became erratic, and then it was split into two halves with a "bang".

"Nani?" Seeing that not only did he not die but was also divided into two halves, the warrior named Qin Duozhu was also taken aback, but Lan Feng didn't give him a chance to ease his mind.

In the blink of an eye, just as those few warriors were about to rush up to save people, Lan Feng turned into a wisp of green smoke and drifted behind the young warrior.

After Lan Feng flashed behind Qin Duosuke, he ghostly pulled out another katana on Qin Duosuke's waist, and raised the katana in his hand to the top of Qin Duosuke's head with the power of smoke: "Don't move." ”

Lan Feng didn't make a move, and the other warriors seemed to understand Lan Feng's meaning, and they all froze in place, and stepped back in small steps under the stop of the warrior who spoke just now.

Lan Feng's two hands had already clasped Qin Duosuke's arms, making him unable to move, seeing that the other warriors were worried about this Qin Duosuke, Lan Feng couldn't help but want to tease them, he didn't really want to threaten them with Qin Duosuke in his heart, and then a treacherous smile suddenly flashed on Lan Feng's face.

The leading samurai was quite experienced, and he had already guessed what Lan Feng was going to do, and his eyes widened and the boss shouted: "Crying sweep" damn). ”

Lan Feng really didn't disappoint the other party, his smile flashed, and the smoke wrapped around the katana on Qin Duosuke's head disappeared in an instant.

At the moment when the katana fell towards Qin Duosuke's head, the leading samurai suddenly stuck the katana in his hand into the ground, and his hands quickly formed a handprint, and the other samurai immediately rushed forward.

In the flash of light, a huge mist suddenly rushed through Lan Feng's side, and the mist enveloped the warriors who rushed towards Lan Feng, and also surrounded Lan Feng and Qin Duosuke.

Lan Feng's vision was blocked, and a crisp sound of steel colliding suddenly came from his head, Lan Feng hurriedly raised his head, and the katana was bounced away by the hidden weapon.

As soon as Lan Feng lost his mind, he slashed a knife in his hand, Lan Feng subconsciously let go of Qin Duozhu, and when Lan Feng dodged, he realized that it was just a feint knife, and he didn't hurt himself or Qin Duozhu, but after a moment of hesitation, Qin Duozhu was rescued by the other party.

Lan Feng was extremely unwilling in his heart, and the situation that was completely controlled by himself was easily cracked by the other party.

In fact, Lan Feng had already concluded that the impulsive Qin Duosuke was definitely higher than the others even if he was not the leader, and no one would be anxious about such an incompetent samurai.

Just when Lan Feng was holding his breath in his heart, the surrounding fog suddenly began to change sharply, and the originally pale white mist suddenly became dark purple, and there was a clear tendency to sink.

Lan Feng didn't dare to underestimate these smokes, and immediately took a puff of smoke and shouted: "Playing with Lao Tzu in smoke, you guys are really ridiculous." ”

Immediately, Lan Feng exhaled a puff of smoke, his arms shook, and a puff of smoke swirled around him, and the two puffs of smoke collided fiercely, but the result was obvious, Lan Feng's smoke directly washed away the purple mist.

Lan Feng only heard a few muffled sounds, and several of the few warriors who had just disappeared fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth and twitching.

When the fog cleared, Lan Feng saw that the samurai who had just taken the lead was stuffing black pills into the mouth of that Qin Duosuke, and three or four samurai had fallen beside him.

Lan Feng snorted lightly: "It turns out that your own things can still hurt your own people, it's really useless." ”

The leading samurai snorted coldly and waved his hand, and pulled the only remaining samurai beside him.

Lan Feng was not in the mood to waste any more time, with a wave of his arms, a puff of smoke spread around him, and as the smoke drifted into the air, two smoking guns appeared in front of and behind Lan Feng at the same time, plus the two in Lan Feng's hand, a total of six smoking guns.

Lan Feng screamed violently, shattered the ground, and then spewed out a puff of smoke from his body, and rushed towards the warrior in front of him.

Several samurai knew Lan Feng's horror, and they all pulled out their katana swords at once, and one of them also rushed towards Lan Feng with two handfuls in his mouth.

However, Lan Feng's body technique was too fast, and even if those warriors tried their best, they couldn't follow Lan Feng, and two people were shocked by one shot.

The leading samurai suddenly touched his two swords, and the two katana swords collided together in a cross, and then a golden light shot towards Lan Feng.

In the face of the cooperation of other warriors, Lan Feng's course of action was also blocked, and he jumped into the air with a few dodges, and Lan Feng turned around in the air and stepped on the roof with both feet.

Then, Lan Feng swung six smoking spears violently, and like a meteor, he rushed from the sky towards the warrior on the ground.

There was a loud "bang", and all the warriors were shocked by the huge impact of the Lanfeng smoke gun and flew out three or four meters.

Lan Feng blasted a big hole in the ground, but fortunately, his feet were stuck on the edge of the hole and he didn't fall.

However, the few black-clothed warriors had already vomited blood and fell to the ground, and Lan Feng stared coldly at Qin Duosuke, who was still moving back fearlessly on the ground, and slowly walked over.

Lan Feng's shoulders were heavy, and every step seemed like a countdown, and every step felt like a knock in the hearts of those black-clothed warriors.

The leading samurai of the "Qinduosuke ......" struggled to get up, but he really couldn't do it, just when Qinduozhu was about to move to those samurai, Lan Feng had already walked to Qinduosuke's side and looked down at the prey that had just escaped.

Under the angry gaze of all the black-clothed warriors, Lan Feng slowly raised the cigarette gun in his hand and stabbed it towards the frightened Qin Duosuke's eyebrows.

Qin Duozhu didn't recover and couldn't dodge at all, so he could only use his arm to resist, but the result was just that Lan Feng pierced Qin Duozhu's arm and head with one shot.

The ruthless spear pierced Qin Duozhu's head and stabbed into the ground, and the blood-red spear disappeared as Lan Feng withdrew his hand, and Qin Duozhu's body also smashed to the floor.

The leading samurai of "Qinduosuke ......" watched his men die, and spit out a mouthful of blood in anger.

Lan Feng wouldn't pity these people, although it wasn't Lan Feng's intention to kill a warrior younger than himself, but on second thought, it was these people who forced this young boy into battle, did he still want the enemy to let him go?

Lan Feng spit out the cigarette butt in his mouth and lit the cigarette while glaring at the already grief-stricken leader, Lan Feng knew that they couldn't use any more terrifying attacks.

Lan Feng was just about to pass by them, when the four remaining warriors suddenly got up, knelt on the ground, their eyes blood-red and their bodies trembled, and pulled out a short knife that was pinned horizontally behind them.

Lan Feng pretended to be scared and leaned back, staring at him with a crooked face and jokingly: "You don't have to beg for mercy like this, why do you kneel?" ”