Lu Feng had practiced his lightness to near perfection. He stepped on and even borrowed the force of the arrows shot at him to shift his position in the air. From the ground, he looked like a fly flying around in the air, and he even threw two flying knives from time to time.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
Both sides kept exchanging throwing objects. Lu Feng seemed to be at ease, while Pei Xiangjun and Luo Ning were helpless.
But in fact, Lu Feng didn't have much of a solution for the two people on the ground. He originally wanted to rely on his extraordinary lightness skills to find an opportunity, but after flying a few times in the sky, he realized that the two people below didn't seem to be ordinary helm masters or hall masters.
