Leon, Triple Glory

"Ah!"

Feng Luo had quickly mentally analyzed a few pieces of information when a scream sounded from behind.

Turning back, he realized that Yellow-tooth had fallen to the ground, with both sides of his face red and swollen.

Beside him, Phoenix was holding her fiery red Alloy Sword, advancing step by step towards Yellow-tooth who was rolling on the ground and attempting to escape, her sword smacking the left and right of his face, like a palm continuously fanning at his face.

It was a pity that the submachine gun that hung at Yellow-tooth's chest could not be used for attacking, as every time he attempted to point his submachine gun at Phoenix, it would be violently hit away by the Alloy Sword.

The bullets brushed past Phoenix's Alloy Armor, and her eyes did not even flinch. She just slapped away at Yellow-tooth's face with her Alloy Sword with cold eyes.