Zheng Feng suddenly drew his sword, and his target was not someone else, but his back was facing him.

Long Feng saw that there was no white-clothed ninja at the door, and immediately realized that he had been fooled.

At that time, Long Feng grabbed the gun bar behind his back with both hands, bent over and bent his back, and raised his spear back with his shoulders as the fulcrum, barely blocking the falling Japanese knife.

Zheng Feng's sneak attack was resolved with a certain surprise on his face, but there was no panic. He moved his body and pounced on the right side of Longfeng again, and the Japanese sword swept across, trying to cut him off with one knife.

Long Feng snorted coldly, stretched his gun handle on the ground, raised his arms flat, avoiding the blade again, and locked his legs towards Zheng Feng's neck like scissors.

Zheng Feng originally wanted to take the lead, but Long Feng felt a little dangerous when he kicked Long Feng. Out of caution, he gave up his strong attack, leaned back and flew back, shook his hand and threw out a shuriken.

Long Feng kicked away Shuriken and stood up again, slapped to the ground, shouting: "You are indeed not Brother Zheng, you are a white-clothed ninja!"

Zheng Feng smiled and said, "Brother Long is joking, how could I be a white-clothed ninja?"

"I still want to argue. I have been observing you all the way. Although you imitate Brother Zheng's words and deeds vividly, you don't understand his personality.

First, Brother Zheng is not good at healing medicine, and is especially not good at healing the wounds, but you have a certain medicine for injury and are also very skillful in bandaging the wounds. This is where I first noticed something strange;

Secondly, Brother Zheng is not concerned about national affairs, and he was arrested by the magistrate. If he gets the Shaanxi Provincial Map, he will definitely burn the map because he is afraid of trouble, so as not to cause trouble to himself;

Again, Brother Zheng is extremely cautious in his actions. To put it more seriously, he is suspicious. He is open-minded but does not believe in others. If I walk with him, he will walk behind me, but you will always walk ahead of me;

And when I mentioned that the road ahead was dangerous, you took the initiative to ask for a clearance, which was contrary to Brother Zheng’s personality.”

Hearing Long Feng telling the story, Zheng Feng's face turned extremely gloomy. He chuckled and asked, "Since you have seen so many flaws, why not take action first?"

Long Feng shook his head and said, "Even if I have thousands of doubts, I cannot act rashly before I find evidence. I can only be careful in secret. After all, I am not afraid of ten thousand in everything, but now I can be sure that you are not Brother Zheng."

Long Feng said, throwing the Shuriken in the palm of his hand, this hidden weapon exclusive to ninja can only be used proficiently by those who have received professional training. Others cannot exert their power when they get it.

"Not bad," Zheng Feng smiled, and said, "Your guess is right, but what's the use of knowing this? You can't defeat me."

"How can I know if I don't try it?" Long Feng twisted his waist, and held his spear and attacked with a spear.

The white-clothed ninja smiled and moved backward like a ghost, then disappeared into the air without a trace.

Long Feng shot into the air with a shot, frowned slightly, knowing that this must be a ninja's method, but he couldn't see the flaws and didn't know how to crack them.

"There are no timid rats, dare to show up for a fight!" Long Feng looked around and roared angrily.

The white-clothed ninja returned to silence, but his figure suddenly appeared in the front, back, left and right directions of Long Peak, and at the same time raised his knife and slashed towards him.

Long Feng sneered in his heart. He had seen this trick once and had a way to crack it.

He held the gun and stabbed it in succession. The tip of the gun gently tapped the four white-clothed ninjas, defeating them all. However, the poisonous insects flying out after the phantom shattered still took him a lot of effort to solve it.

"Is that just a little trick? It seems that Japanese ninjas are just like this! Or are you and your family both trash?" Long Feng said sarcastically.

"Take a tooth!" Ninja valued honor the most and could not tolerate anyone slandering and humiliating. The white-clothed ninja was angry at that time.

More than a dozen shurikens were released in succession, and two figures were storming towards Longfeng.

However, Longfeng ignored this and rushed towards the direction where Shuriken appeared with his eyes.

"Catch you!" Long Feng growled excitedly and stabbed out with all his strength.

However, the next moment, Long Feng's heart was cold, because although his spear stabbed an invisible thing, it did not feel like it stabbed a person, but rather like wood.

Being tricked again!

At the same time, two figures of the white-clothed ninja also rushed to Long Peak, and seized the gap after his attack, slashing at him with one knife.

Long Feng's body was stiff and unable to dodge, so he could only pour his energy into his whole body and resist the knife.

"Chichi!"

The blade cuts through the flesh behind Long Peak, leaving two deep bone-visible scars.

Blood gushed out, and the back of Long Peak was warm, but he didn't have time to feel pain, but frowned and wondered why he was hit twice at the same time.

Before Long Feng could continue thinking, two figures took action again, and two Japanese swords slashed horizontally and vertically, working together tacitly, like human left and right hands, intimate.

Longfeng spear was slashed, thinking that it could crush the phantom, but the phantom was not shattered, but instead they jointly pressed the spear, and the blade shaved Longfeng's fingers along the gun rod.

Long Feng was shocked. The injuries behind him did not affect the battle, but if his fingers were cut, it would be a big trouble. It would not only be unfavorable to the current battle, but also affect his future life.

Thinking of this, Long Feng abandoned his gun, held the hands of the two figures holding the knife at an extremely fast speed, then leaned back to the bottom, and used the power and inertia to destroy the center of gravity of the two figures, then raised his feet, pressed against each other's lower abdomen, and kicked them out.

As expected, two figures burst into pieces in the air, but nothing strange appeared. Instead, their Japanese swords were left by Longfeng.

Long Feng frowned secretly. Through the moment of contact, he found that the two white-clothed ninjas were different from the previous phantoms, and they were both physical. This was simply incredible. How could a person suddenly become two?

However, there is also good news, that is, Long Feng's white-clothed ninja was not in good condition. He felt the other person's pulse when he touched the white-clothed ninja's wrist. Although the contact time was short and there was not much content, he could feel the other person's pulse beating weakly and rapidly, and he should have suffered a very serious internal injury.

In this way, Long Feng understood why the White-clothed Ninja didn't attack him directly. After all, with the strength of the White-clothed Ninja, it would be not difficult to deal with him, but he didn't. It turned out that he was injured, and must have been injured by the battle formation in the front hall.

Of course, even so, Longfeng had no chance of winning. Ninja's methods were too weird and he could not crack them at all.

The initiative is now completely in the hands of the white-clothed ninja. If he wants to play, Long Feng has to passively accept it. If he doesn't want to play, Long Feng can't stop him from leaving.

Thinking of this, Long Feng felt a little uneasy. If the white-clothed ninja really left alive, the Shaanxi Provincial Map and Yue Fei's Book fell into the hands of the Japanese pirates and the Ming Dynasty, then what a disaster would it be for the Ming Dynasty, which was full of war and storm!

what to do?

Long Feng could no longer remain calm. His loyalty to the Ming Dynasty was better than anything else, and he could never tolerate things that threatened the Ming Dynasty slipped away from him.

The white-clothed ninja did not take action for a long time. Maybe he was suppressing his injuries, or he was thinking about whether it was worth continuing to get entangled with Long Feng.

A moment later, the voice of the white-clothed ninja came faintly: "My Ming, my goal has been achieved, there is no need to bother you anymore. This time, you will have a great life. When the Fusang flowers bloom in the Ming Dynasty, we will see you again, it will be your death."

As expected, the white-clothed ninja was leaving. He must have weighed the pros and cons and felt that there was no need to take risks. Everything was still focused on the task.

Long Feng felt even more anxious. It was over, and he must not let the white-clothed ninja leave.

Suddenly, he bit his white teeth and yelled: "Sacrifice his life to the national crisis, and he will be ready to die!"

After the words came, a fire lit up around his waist and rushed towards the stone gate.

The next second, the earth-shaking explosion sounded like a thunderous sound of explosions spewed out from the hole on the cliff along with the rolling smoke. The huge rocks came down one after another, but no one came out.
Chapter completed!