Leng Feng's brows stretched, and after taking a deep breath, his hands quickly connected several acupuncture points on his body, and as a breath of turbid air stood out, his face suddenly became flushed, and a faint steam visible to the naked eye came out of his body.

"Hmph, pretending to be a ghost!" Seeing this, the clown's pupils shrank slightly, and a trace of jealousy arose in his heart, but when he thought that his partner was still covering him behind, he put his mind at ease, and after snorting disdainfully, he flicked his wrist violently, threw the two short knives in his hand quickly, and then pulled out two iron short spears from his coat and stabbed them towards Leng Feng.

The distance between the two sides was originally very close, only a few meters away, plus the clown only relied on his wrist to shake his strength, there was no precursor at all, it was really a bit sudden, and other masters couldn't react at all, but Leng Feng seemed to have known it a long time ago, his expression was calm, his hands were stretched out like lightning, and he accurately grabbed the two short knives that were spinning and flying at high speed, and then threw them back with his backhand!

"How is that possible!"

The clown was horrified when he saw this scene, it was almost impossible to dodge the two short knives he threw at such a short distance, and this cold front could still catch it and throw it back, the difficulty was even comparable to grabbing a bullet with his bare hands, what a perverted reaction and dynamic visual capture!

In the face of these two whirling short knives, the clown could only give up the attack, slow down, and pick the two short knives out with the short spears in both hands.

And at this moment, the clown only felt an indescribable chill attacking, as if the blood in his whole body was frozen, and the biting chill made him shiver, and at the same time, a black shadow broke into his sight, like a lightning bolt across the dark night sky, straight to his throat.

The great fear brought by the time of life and death made the clown exert extraordinary, and the true qi in his body ran rapidly, penetrating out of his body, turning into a shield of Gangqi to block his throat and neck, and forcibly running at high speed The true qi in his body also made the clown snort, many meridians in his body were injured, and blood gushed out from the corners of his mouth.

But at this moment, the 'lightning' suddenly retreated, dissipating like spring rain, retreating so decisively that the clown had the idea that everything before was all hallucinations, and the indescribable discomfort made him stand out a mouthful of blood.

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, there was a sudden sound of breaking the air on the left.

Battles of their level are so tightly paced that at some point they can't rely on visual capture at all, but on other sensory systems or even the ethereal sixth sense.

So after hearing the sound of breaking the air, the clown did not hesitate, holding a short gun in his right hand to block it, while holding it back with his left hand to stab.

"Bell --!"

The sound of clear metal clashing had just sounded, and a black shadow flashed in front of the clown like a ghost, and at the same time there was a piercing sound of breaking the air to his right.

"How could it be so fast!"

The clown let out a wild roar in his heart, he couldn't believe his eyes at all, he only felt like he was being besieged by several people, and the speed of defense couldn't keep up with the rhythm of the opponent's attack!

At this moment, the meridians in his body were damaged, and he couldn't mobilize his true qi in a short period of time, and he couldn't block this blow at all, but there was not much panic in his heart, because he still had a partner.

"Bang --!"

The familiar gunshot rang out, the sense of crisis disappeared, and the clown finally caught Leng Feng's figure, smiling and stabbing at Leng Feng with a short gun.

And at this time, a strange scene suddenly happened, the cold front in front of him seemed to be drunk, his body shook a few times irregularly, and he actually dodged the short gun that he stabbed, and then bullied his body, and the dagger in his hand crossed a beautiful arc.

The clown only felt a chill in his right arm, and the scarlet blood splattered out as if he didn't want money, and then the indescribable pain came up like a tide.

"Ahhh--!hhh

The pain of a broken arm is almost the pain that a pregnant woman suffers when she gives birth, and coupled with the great fear of losing an arm, even a master like the Joker, who is far stronger than ordinary people, can't bear it anymore and let out a roar.

Leng Feng moved half a position to the right with an expressionless face, and after dodging the bullets fired by the tuxedo man, he ignored the blood spurted out of the clown's broken arm, and quickly slapped the clown's body several times with one hand.

The position where Leng Feng slapped just now is several important acupuncture points on the human body, if ordinary people were slapped by him like this, they would have died on the spot, although the clown's physical strength is far beyond ordinary people, but he has also suffered huge damage, his body is weak, and he can no longer exert any strength, and he faints directly.

Leng Feng rushed forward with the clown's body like this, and threw the clown's body forward when he was still a few meters away from the tuxedo man.

What he used before was a long-lost secret technique, which ran the true qi in the dantian to all parts of his body, stimulating dozens of acupoints, making his reaction ability and physical fitness improve by leaps and bounds, and the price was that he could not mobilize the true qi in his body in the next month.

After improving his physical fitness, his speed has doubled compared to usual, which is why the Joker didn't have the slightest room to fight back in front of him before.

Facing his partner, the tuxedo man didn't have the slightest idea of catching his body, his feet were light, his body jumped back, and let the clown's body fall to the ground, while retreating, a handsome throwing gun, the silver-white bullet crossed a beautiful arc in the air, bypassed the clown's body, and accurately hit the cold front.

Leng Feng also didn't expect the tuxedo man to make this move, coupled with the obstruction of his vision, it was already too late when he found out, although he tried his best to move his body, his right abdomen was still hit and directly pierced.

Suffering such a serious injury, Leng Feng was still expressionless, and he didn't even snort, as if it wasn't his body that was injured, the index finger and middle finger of his left hand were close together, and after stopping the bleeding with a few points on his body, he approached the tuxedo man at an extremely fast speed.

The man in the tuxedo kept shooting at Leng Feng while retreating, his spearmanship was extremely high, although the bullets fired from the front were dodged by Leng Feng, but it also slowed down Leng Feng's speed, and the two sides chased and retreated, forming a stalemate.

However, the stalemate did not last long after all, the golden revolver in the tuxedo man's hand was not an infinite bullet, when the bullets in the magazine were emptied, Leng Feng's eyes lit up, his speed skyrocketed, and he rushed forward......

(End of chapter)