Genius playboy

Jiang Feng and Wang Daoren, one ran away and the other chased, so he didn't know how long they had been chasing, Jiang Feng felt a little unstable in his breath, but seeing Wang Daoren chasing behind him, he cursed loudly , the feet are like the wind, and the breath is long, far beyond what he can compare.

Jiang Feng ran away on purpose in order to get rid of Wang Daoren in a place where no one was around, lest he leak the news that he had obtained Mu Longgen. At the beginning of the Xuan level, even a master of the Huang level can be easily crushed.

Moreover, Wang Daoren is extremely cunning at first glance, far from being able to compare with the purple-clothed girl he met in the Grand Canyon of Changbai Mountain back then.

With his mind racing, Jiang Feng had no choice but to continue running away. Wang Daoren yelled: "Bastard boy, if you dare to run, you will almost exhaust me to death. I swear, if I catch you in a while, I will peel your skin. Give you a sky lantern."

"Wang Daoren, isn't it too early to say this now?" Jiang Feng smiled coldly, seeing a dense forest in front of him, a figure flashed, and quickly got into it.

"Master Dao, I always do what I say. If you don't believe me, just try." Wang Daoren cursed again, without the slightest hesitation, and rushed into the dense forest with Jiang Feng.

"Swish!"

"Swish!"

Then, in the dense forest, two figures, one in front and one behind, were constantly circling at a speed that almost broke the limit of the naked eye.

The distance between the two sides was getting closer, and suddenly Wang Daoren laughed ferociously. With the flickering figure, the whisk in his hand stabbed straight at Jiang Feng.

The distance between each other was no more than four or five meters at this time. As soon as Wang Daoren made a move, Jiang Feng immediately felt a cold wind blowing from his back. , stored Qi in his right hand, and grabbed the whisk that was stabbed by Taoist Wang.

Wang Daoren saw that Jiang Feng was trying to grab Fuchen with his bare hands, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and with a twist of his wrist, Fuchen turned into a thorn and swept towards Jiang Feng's wrist. Whisk is more powerful.

With a crisp sound of "snap", Jiang Feng's hand was firmly swept, just by being swept, Jiang Feng felt a surge of blood in his body, and the wrist was almost broken, but the whisk, It was also caught in his hand.

"Good guy, you really have some skills!" Wang Daoren could see that Jiang Feng's strength was not as good as his own. He originally thought that Jiang Feng's actions just now were seeking his own death, but he didn't expect Jiang Feng to actually catch Fuchen. Can't help but look a little ugly, the figure flashed by, clenched his left hand into a fist, and attacked Jiang Feng's chest.

Wang Daoren fought fast, from when Fuchen was caught by Jiang Feng, to when he punched with his left hand, it was almost at the same time. Jiang Feng complained secretly, but he had no choice at this time, so he had to punch out with his left hand.

"boom!"

The two fists intersected, and there was a dull muffled sound in the air. Jiang Feng's figure shook, and he took two steps back. At the same time, he released his right hand, and the whisk fell into Wang Daoren's hands again.

Wang Daoren held his whisk in his hand, looked at his left hand, and looked at Jiang Feng with some surprise. He knew the strength of his punch better than anyone else. With all his strength, no one below the Xuan level could resist it. live.

But Jiang Feng actually resisted. Although he was injured a little, the situation still made Wang Daoren both shocked and angry.

"Little brother, you are really surprising and gratifying. You are only in the middle of the yellow rank, and you have the strength to fight against Daoist me. Tell me, should I kill you, or should I show mercy?" Wang Daoren said with a smile.

Even so, Wang Daoren had murderous intentions in his heart. At Jiang Feng's age, with such cultivation, given time, once he grows up, he will be very terrifying.

Now that they have formed a life-and-death enmity, if he doesn't kill Jiang Feng, once Jiang Feng grows up, he must kill him first and then quickly.

"Stop talking nonsense, hit if you want!" Jiang Feng said coldly.

In his heart, he was also shocked by the powerful strength shown by Wang Daoren. He guessed correctly, this Wang Daoren was indeed more difficult to deal with than the purple-clothed girl.

"Of course we want to fight, let's take it!" Wang Daoren smiled coldly, and passed by, the whisk in his hand turned into a whip shadow, and whipped towards Jiang Feng.

The dust whisk rolled the air, and even the air seemed to be torn apart, making a sharp sound. Jiang Feng was horrified, but he didn't dodge it. Instead, he took the initiative to attack when Wang Daoren attacked.The distance was shortened in an instant, and Jiang Feng punched directly at Wang Daoren's chest.

"I think you are courting death!" Wang Daoren never thought that Jiang Feng would use such a stupid move. It was obvious that both sides would be hurt, but how could he take Jiang Feng to heart? , rolled the whisk in his hand, and swept it towards Jiang Feng's back.

Jiang Feng stepped forward in a few steps and used his speed to the extreme. He really planned to hurt both sides with Wang Daoren, but things were definitely not what Wang Daoren thought.

Seeing the Wang Daoren's change of move, Jiang Feng immediately jumped up and dodged it. The trajectory of his fist attack remained unchanged. It also landed on Wang Daoren's chest.

After Wang Daoren swept away with his whisk, the figure retreated sharply, avoiding Jiang Feng's fist, but at this moment, a smile appeared on the corner of Jiang Feng's mouth.

Seeing that Jiang Feng was still smiling after being injured, Wang Daoren was surprised for a while, and wanted to ask you why you were laughing, but before he could say anything, he felt a slight pain in his chest, as if he had been bitten by a mosquito.

Wang Daoren looked down subconsciously, and saw the chest. At some point, a silver needle was added. The silver needle was buried in most of the body, exposed to the air, trembling.

This silver needle did not pierce the heart, but it did pierce a large acupoint on his chest. Wang Daoren immediately felt his Qi and blood flow backwards, his breathing was unstable, and he was startled and angry, his feet almost went limp, and he fell to the ground. on the ground.

At this time, Wang Daoren didn't know why Jiang Feng didn't dodge just now, but took the initiative to attack. This was indeed a loss for both sides, but his injury was more serious than Jiang Feng's.

"Ah——" Wang Daoren let out a few roars, and the dust in his hands scattered, turning into white lights. In his madness, he wished he could kill Jiang Feng!

He entered, while Jiang Feng retreated. At the same time as he retreated, with a flick of his wrist, several silver needles shot towards Taoist Wang.

These silver needles were bought by Brother Xiong when he was in Baishan City. They were originally used for acupuncture and moxibustion to treat people, but they did not expect that they would be used to kill people.

Wang Daoren flicked the fly whisk in his hand, and swung the silver needle that was shot at him, his face became more and more gloomy, Jie Jie said: "What a little guy, you can use hidden weapons. But if you only have such means, it's not bad." too far."

"Is it too far away? You will know soon." Jiang Feng smiled lightly, and raised his arm again. Wang Daoren thought he had a silver needle in his hand, and instinctively dodged to the side, but at this moment, There was a slight "bang", and the bullet shot at him for a moment.

Wang Daoren's expression changed drastically. He never thought that besides the silver needle, Jiang Feng had a gun in his hand. sweating profusely.

But before he took a breath, the gun in Jiang Feng's hand fired two bullets one after another, one up and one down, towards Wang Daoren.

Wang Daoren had no choice but to retreat again, but how could his speed compare to the speed of bullets? Although his body was extremely fast, he was still shot in the thigh, and he knelt crookedly on the ground.

"Stinky boy, you actually shot!" Wang Daoren cursed.

Jiang Feng said coldly: "Anyway, it's either I kill you or you kill me. Does it matter what method you use?"

The gun in his hand was picked up when he killed Qin Jun and his party, and it was inadvertently used for an important purpose at this time, but he didn't feel any complacency in his heart.

He deliberately slowed down to let Wang Daoren catch up, and he used a silver needle to confuse him. He chose to shoot when Wang Daoren was most relaxed, but the shot at the critical moment was still dodged by Wang Daoren .

Although Wang Daoren was slightly injured by the subsequent two consecutive shots, the bullet hit his thigh. For a cultivator like Wang Daoren, it was just a little skin trauma. It will weaken too much combat power.

"Okay, well said." Wang Daoren looked at Jiang Feng ferociously, and said, "If I, Wang Daoren, want to admit that I am a hypocrite, you are a real villain. Since you have a gun, why bother to overdo it?" Hesitate, just shoot and kill me.”

Having said that, his expression was a little more solemn, and he looked at the gun in Jiang Feng's hand without blinking. As long as Jiang Feng pulled the trigger, he would react immediately.

Jiang Feng frowned slightly. How could he not know that after losing the advantage of sneak attack, even if he had a gun in his hand, it would not be of much use in this kind of head-on confrontation.

"Let me ask you again, do you still want to fight?" Jiang Feng said in a deep voice, at this moment he must not show any fear.

"Stop fighting, brat, this time you are lucky, if it falls into my hands next time, Daoist, I will definitely let you not survive, nor die!" Wang Daoren's eyes flickered sinisterly, It seemed that he was a little confused by Jiang Feng's words, but after swearing, he turned around and quickly disappeared from Jiang Feng's eyes.

When Wang Daoren disappeared, Jiang Feng's figure flickered, and he knelt down on the ground with one knee. Although he used disgraceful means to force Wang Daoren away, he himself became the last of his strength.

The last sentence was completely a gamble of luck. If Wang Daoren wanted to kill him even if he risked his life, he would definitely die today. Fortunately, Wang Daoren didn't dare to take the risk.

But even so, Jiang Feng was also seriously injured. He was worried that Wang Daoren would turn around at any time, so he didn't dare to stay here any longer. He stood up and was about to leave.

But at this time, a crisp voice came from not far away: "Brother Hu, did you hear that just now? I seem to have heard a gunshot."

Accompanied by the voice of that sentence, there were suddenly a few figures around Jiang Feng. At the same time, several guns were aimed at him from a distance, and a stern voice sounded in his ear: "Raise your hands, or we will shoot!" !"