Looking at the cigarette that was still burning in the opponent's hand, Han Feng knew... that he was "showing off" his speed to him again!

"I was careless and you got hit."

As he spoke, the man turned around and faced Han Feng.

From this angle, Han Feng could clearly see a long gaping hole in the black dress on the man's chest.

At this moment, the white shirt he was wearing underneath was fully exposed.

"What a coincidence, I was also careless~"

In reply, Han Feng picked up the cigarette with his other hand and started smoking.

"hehe……"

The man chuckled and gently threw up the cigarette butt. The next moment, he disappeared from the place again!

"call……"

Knowing the opponent's "routine", Han Feng disappeared from the place without any hesitation.

"Boom! Boom!"

In the distance, the two figures appeared.

The man struck quickly, but he didn't hit Han Feng, but the cigarette in Han Feng's hand!

Han Feng, on the other hand, kept defending the cigarette butt in his hand, preventing the opponent from letting it go.

Fang met.

In this battle, the two men seemed to have switched their focus of attack and protection to cigarettes.

Just like a game of "capture the flag", the two of them competed endlessly.

"Whoosh!"

Three to five seconds later, the man disappeared from the spot and returned to where he was before, catching the cigarette butt that was about to hit the ground.

"call……"

Following closely behind the man, Han Feng also returned to his original position. It was as if... nothing happened just now.

"Hiss...hoo..."

The man took the last drag of his cigarette, threw away the cigarette butt, and stamped it out.

Immediately afterwards, the man began to take off his torn coat. After the coat, there was the high courtesy.

"Warm-up is over."

After doing all this, the man looked at Han Feng and said softly...

"What a coincidence, so am I."

In response to the man, Han Feng stretched out his right hand and slowly drew out the Snow Drinking Sword...

"Buzz!!"

Standing there, Han Feng made a muffled sound for no apparent reason.

Blood rage, open!

"Whoosh!"

In an instant, the man's thin figure appeared in front of Han Feng out of thin air with his right hand raised high!

Han Feng, who was on guard for a long time, quickly raised the mad knife with both hands and blocked it in front of his chest.

"Ding! Ding!!!"

"laugh……"

The man's claws stretched out and hit the crazy knife hard. With such force, Han Feng's feet dragged several meters of traces on the ground!

"you!"

At close range, Han Feng saw that the man's claws hitting the crazy knife... actually had the "smell" of zombies!

With a glare, Han Feng quickly contacted Luna in his mind and said: "Luna! Scan!"

"Okay, Team Korea..."

"Can you find him on the radar?!"

Unable to wait for Luna to finish her reply, Han Feng asked.

"Report to the Korean team. The radar shows no such person and cannot be scanned."

"!!!..."

After listening to Luna's answer, Han Feng thought to himself: He's not running away... This guy is a zombie!

Being able to remain undetected at close range and appearing on the radar, Han Feng does not think this is some kind of super power...

And the only people who can do this, besides zombies, are zombies!

"You are a zombie!"

During the break in the battle, Han Feng asked.

"What? Are you surprised?"

After the man finished speaking, he spotted the loophole in Han Feng's defense and raised his right foot.

"Bang!!!"

After this kick, Han Feng managed to defend himself in time and used his mad knife as a temporary "shield" to survive the kick.

"call……"

Although he defended himself perfectly, Han Feng was not in any good condition.

Following the inertia of the impact, Han Feng maintained his blocking posture and flew upside down for a distance.

"Whoosh! Zheng!"

While flying upside down, Han Feng noticed that the opponent was still pursuing him. However, the crazy sword was close to his body at the moment and could not be withdrawn. Han Feng could only use telekinesis weapons to fight back, temporarily delaying the opponent's fighting rhythm.

In an instant, the dense and "overwhelming" silver wings and blood needles stabbed the man like a rainstorm! And the other party's body turned left and right in an attempt to "break out."

But under the attack of so many mental weapons, the man finally gave up on getting closer...

"laugh……"

The next second, Han Feng landed on his feet and stabilized his body.

"Psychic power! Kai!!!"

Holding the crazy sword, Han Feng straightened up and roared!

Immediately afterwards, the silver light flying "all over the sky" turned back towards the man again!

This time... Han Feng deliberately blocked all the directions in which the man could advance! No matter which direction he moved, he would never be able to avoid the attack of the telekinetic weapon!

Oh, let’s see how you die!
Chapter completed!