Although the figure in front of him was not tall, in the eyes of the team leader, it was like a towering mountain, which was insurmountable.

"Can you tell me who you are?" said the team leader with a look of horror and pain.

"Xingtian. Leng Yi replied. For those who are about to die, Leng Yi does not intend to hide it.

"Xingtian, God of War Xingtian, Demon King Xingtian?" the team leader's eyes shrank, revealing a look of horror.

He nodded silently.

"It is my honor to die in the hands of the God of War Punishment Heaven, and it is worth dying. The leader of the polar bear mercenary squad smiled miserably, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, mixed with internal organs, and lost his life.

Since you have chosen this path, you should have the consciousness of being killed, Leng Yi did not have any mercy, continued to move forward, and soon approached the next blocking line, secretly lurking closer, like a ghost.

Six polar bear mercenaries, in groups of three, one in front and one in the rear, did not know that the Grim Reaper had raised his scythe and began to harvest life.

Almost without warning, Leng Yi rushed out of the dark like an off-string arrow, flying in the air, his legs cut the neck of the warrior in front of him with great agility, at the same time, his right hand quickly grabbed the throat of the warrior behind him, only two bones were broken, and when Leng Yi flew to the ground again, the bodies of the two warriors suddenly collapsed to the ground as if they had been emptied, their eyes were colorless, and they completely lost their lives.

With such a rapid killing, the mercenary warrior next to him was instantly stunned, but his strong will made him quickly sober up and shoot Leng Yi quickly.

But Leng Yi disappeared in the jungle like a ghost before he shot him.

"Click-,,," bullets rained down on the clearing, stirring up fallen leaves and a little snow and dirt.

The three mercenary fighters who had opened the way in front also quickly ran over and fired together towards the cold place where they were hidden. The fierce gunfire was like fried beans, and the rain of bullets centered on Leng Yi was deafening.

Leng Yi flipped out of the bushes as fast as he could, flashed behind a large tree, and then moved from one tree to another, using the cover of the tree to get rid of the bullet rain behind.

Leng Yi's spirit and body have reached the best state, like a sharp arrow through the forest, almost without touching the ground, sometimes jumping, sometimes prostrate, sometimes flashing, sometimes disappearing, a series of difficult military dodge actions, dazzling and confused, the four polar bear mercenary warriors can't touch Leng Yi's foothold at all, they can only shoot blindly.

The four mercenary warriors were about to go crazy, and the other party was only one person, and they caused their own people to turn over on their backs and suffer heavy casualties, anger and fear filled their hearts, so they bit Leng Yi's back and opened fire fiercely.

The gap in strength was like a chasm, destined to be insurmountable, and finally Leng Yi disappeared without a trace under their noses.

"Damn, this guy is gone again. One of the mercenary fighters yelled.

"Is he a ghost?" said another mercenary warrior in fear.

"No, he's a demon. The next mercenary warrior said with a shudder.

Only the last mercenary did not squeak, because he felt that something was wrong behind him, and suddenly wanted to turn back, but he was covered by a big hand in his mouth, and what appeared in his pupils at the same time was a weapon similar to the shape of a triangular military thorn, the cold light flashed, with a trace of afterimage, inserted into his neck, and quickly pulled out, his throat instantly broke a big hole, three blood grooves, and gushed out a dazzling blood light.

The mercenary warrior in the back was killed, and the three people in front suddenly felt a little wrong, just turned around, and before they had time to make any moves, they saw that the last mercenary flew out of thin air from the ground, and smashed his whole body into one of them, and before the person could understand, Leng Yilong's thorn swung out again, and the dark light flashed in the opponent's pupils, and his throat was pierced, and blood splattered, spraying out like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers.

One person just wanted to shoot, but was kicked in the jaw by Leng Yi's sharp military boots, and his flesh and blood were blurred. "Ah,,,,,h

The last mercenary was kicked in the neck by Leng Yi's foot, and flew out in its entirety, falling to the ground a few meters away, his head and body twisted strangely, and he lost his breath of life.

Leng Yi slowly wiped the blood stains on the dragon thorns, he would not examine the corpses on the ground again, he was extremely confident in his shots, every one of them was a one-hit kill, everyone was dead and could not die again.

This part of the forest was filled with a strong smell of blood, and it became Shura Hell in the blink of an eye, and six strong lives were instantly torn apart by the scythe of death, and red blood flowed on the ground, melting the snow on the ground into red blood, slowly wriggling like earthworms, glowing with a bewitching red light in the misty sunlight.

Leng Yi was used to such a bloody scene, and continued to chase in the direction of the polar bear mercenary commander Riseff.

The seven of them made their way through the woods quickly, and although the iron box was heavy, it was very tiring even if it was carried in rotation. Several mercenary fighters looked tired.

"Everyone rests for a quarter of an hour, eats something, drinks some water to replenish their strength. Mirov, hard work, you go to the alert. Risev then said to Mirov, the sniper.

"Yes, Captain. Mirov disappeared into the jungle with a sniper rifle.

Mirov lay quietly in the grass, disguised himself well, constantly adjusting the direction of his shots, observing anomalies in the woods through the scope.

Mirov was relieved to make sure that he hadn't found anything unusual, and carefully moved his body, loosening his slightly numb fingers, unaware that death had crept down beside him.

Leng Yi quietly came behind Mirov, his body bursting up, like a long-dormant and hungry leopard, waving his sharp claws and swooping towards his prey. With his left hand, he pinched Mirov's neck with the tiger's mouth, so that he could not make a sound.

Then, with a 'pounce' sound, the dragon thorn was fiercely inserted into Mirov's back, and it pierced Mirov's heart accurately, and with a twist of his arm, the dragon stirred a few times, and Mirov, who was still struggling, seemed to have his whole body quickly drained, and he softened weakly.

Mirov opened his mouth unwillingly, his eyes widened, and he tried to look back to see what the demon who killed him silently was like, but the wish was difficult to achieve, and in a few seconds, Mirov's head tilted weakly, losing the breath of life.

Leng Yi pulled out the dragon thorn and brought out a stream of blood arrows, and the air was suddenly filled with a thick smell of blood. The jungle looks so weird against the backdrop of the smell of blood, and it is full of murderous intent everywhere.