In the hands of the opera painter, a group of green flames kept rising and rolling.

"Tsk!"

"That's it?"

The colorist looked at the green flame in his hand with disgust.

In the next second, the actor took a deep breath into the flame.

call!

The green flames instantly turned into two smoky dragons, drilling in along the nostrils of the painter.

"hiss···"

"what···"

The opera artist raised his head comfortably and took a long breath, as if he was inhaling some kind of fairy air.

"The smell of the soul is still so attractive."

The opera painter murmured something in a low voice.

After a moment of aftertaste, the actor turned his head left and right, his eyes swept around in the courtyard.

"Ha ha···"

The opera painter chuckled and said, "I need to perform a trick. Would you please come out?"

Squeak —

The sound of the door turning.

Chuci opened the door and walked out of the house one after another with Jin Changjiang.

"It's you?"

The painter recognized Chuci, and a smile appeared on his face painted with white oil paint, "What a coincidence, we meet again!"

Chu Ci's finger was on the handle of the long knife, and he whispered, "Yes, I'm seeing you again."

"I remember you said it last time, tell me your identity next time you meet, can you say it now?"

The actor tilted his head when he heard the words, and chuckled, "Is there? I don't remember it!"

Chuci gently hooked his finger, and the handle of the long knife was quietly attached to the palm of his palm.

"Really? That's a shame."

The painter asked, "What a pity?"

Chu Ci looked at the opera artist with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, "It's a pity that I don't know your name yet when you are dead."

After speaking, Chu Ci turned his head to look at Jin Changjiang, "Call someone!"

Jin Changjiang nodded slightly, then drew his knife out of its sheath!

Cang!

The sound of knives echoed in the courtyard.

Huh!

In the next second, figures flashed around the courtyard.

More than a dozen operatives of the Deception Office held swords and wound their crossbows, enclosing the opera artist in the middle.

The actor is surrounded by the members of the Deception Division, and instead of showing the slightest fear on his face, he smiles even more happily.

"Just so few people? A little bit less!"

Chu Ci raised his eyebrows and chuckled softly, "Do it!"

With an order, a group of operatives all pulled the trigger in their hands.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

A dozen crossbow arrows shot out like lightning.

"Ha ha···"

The painter chuckled softly, lifted up his colorful robes, and stood in place and turned around.

Huh!

The robe whirled away, and instantly enveloped all the flying crossbow arrows.

In the next second, the opera artist stood firm, and the crossbow arrow disappeared without a trace.

The opera painter looked at Chu Ci and said with a light smile, "How about it, is my trick okay?"

"kill!"

The answer to the opera painter was a cold drink from Chu Ci.

Cang!

The sound of knives sounded, and the long knives in the hands of a group of operatives shook, and they rushed towards the dramatist.

"Give it back to you!"

The opera painter gave a soft cry and flicked his colorful sleeves.

Whoosh whoosh...

The strong wind howled, dozens of crossbow arrows shot out from the sleeves.

The painter actually returned the crossbow arrow that had been shot at him before!

When the operatives saw this, they hurriedly lifted a knife to resist.

Ding!

"what!"

Some of the crossbow arrows were blocked, while others were deeply embedded in the shoulders, waist and abdomen of the operatives.

"Hehe... the operatives of the Longyan Empire's Deception Office are at this level?"

The opera artist laughed triumphantly, "It looks like it's getting worse and worse!"

"Damn it!"

Jin Changjiang's face sank, he drew his knife out of its sheath and rushed up.

Cang!

Jin Changjiang slashed with a long knife in his hand, and a bright blade shot out.

The colorist's eyes lit up and he snorted, "Good job!"

The probing hand drew in his sleeve robe, and a long knife of the same standard fell into his hand.

Cang!

The blade slashed diagonally, and it was also a blade of light bursting out of the air.

Ding!

The two blade lights collided in mid-air, and the dazzling blade light burst out, then all disappeared.

"spread!"

Jin Changjiang held the knife in both hands and gave a soft drink.

The members of the Deception Division who besieged the opera master suddenly retreated.

Jin Changjiang walked with the knife, like a dragon breaking out of the water, with sharp fangs biting towards the opera artist.

Unwilling to show weakness, the opera painter fought back in the same way.

As if looking in a mirror, Jin Changjiang and the opera artist used the same sword technique to fight together.

Ding Ding Ding...

The blades collided with each other, and Jin Changjiang's expression became worse and worse.

Damn it!

How can his swordsmanship be the same as mine!

Jin Changjiang's thoughts turned, and the long knife in his hand couldn't help but slow down a bit.

The corner of the actor's mouth curled up, and the long knife in his hand pierced Jin Changjiang's forehead with a slight difference.

Huh!

Jin Changjiang's figure suddenly flashed back, and a sharp pain came from his forehead.

This knife cut through Jin Changjiang’s skin and almost cut off Jin Changjiang’s skull!

With the powerful resilience of a Tier 6 martial artist, it took Jin Changjiang several breaths to stop the bleeding from the wound on his forehead.

"Chu, there is a problem with this opera painter!"

Jin Changjiang held a long knife in his hand and looked at the opera artist with caution, and said aloud to Chuci, "He can actually synchronize my attacks!"

The actor does not chase, but smiles and says, "How is my mirroring trick?"

Jin Changjiang's face sank when he heard this, and he shouted, "Let's go together!"

"I don't believe you can synchronize all of our attacks!"

The knives in the hands of the opera painter flashed, and said with a chuckle, "Then try it!"

Jin Changjiang's eyes flashed with anger, and he was about to raise his knife again.

"and many more!"

Chu Ci stopped Jin Changjiang aloud.

Stepping forward, Chu Ci looked at the opera artist and said in a deep voice, "You are absolutely very human!"

"Weird?"

The actor turned his hand, the long knife in his hand disappeared instantly, looking at Chuci, his smile narrowed.

"I was discovered by you..."

The next second, the smile on the face of the opera artist reappeared, "But what about that?"

"From the moment you shoot me, you can only be my nourishment!"

Jin Changjiang looked at the opera artist in a daze, and it took a long time to come back to his senses.

"Weird... Variety opera artist?!"

In the database of the Headquarters of the Department of Emotions, the weird and ever-changing drama master is a difficult existence comparable to the ninth-tier powerhouse!

Whether it is a group attack or a single battle, the Variety Dramatist can perfectly copy the enemy's attack methods!

As long as the opponent has a trace of negligence, he can kill people instantly!

"Chu's matter."

Jin Changjiang turned his head to look at Chuci, with a touch of jealousy in his eyes.

That is a powerful person comparable to Tier Nine, and it is definitely not something that people like them can deal with!

At this moment, Jin Changjiang thought of retreat rose in his heart.

Chuci ignored Jin Changjiang, but looked at the opera artist with interest.

"Is it weird?"

"interesting!"

Chu Ci chuckled and said, "I don't know if you can replicate my attack."

In the next second, Chuci drew his sword out of its sheath!

Cang!

The dazzling blade light burst out of the sky, with the sharp sword intent of Chuci, directly cutting the opera painter!