The early defense worked very well, and no monsters landed on the ground in the black fog.

The Academy of Darkness has been reduced to a battlefield, with eleven Adepts facing hundreds of monsters.

Among them, the most incapable of resisting is Leng Feng, who can only rely on firearms to fight.

But he still insisted on staying and participating in the defense, neither his character nor his position allowed him to leave the battlefield.

Although Mo Ran was well aware of Leng Feng's character, before boarding the Phantom, she still hoped that Leng Feng would go with her.

However, this is obviously in vain, Mo Ran can only pray in his heart, hoping that the cold wind will be safe.

Now, Mo Ran relied on the computer to connect to the college's monitor and check the situation of the cold wind at this time.

Ice Thunder and the others have already started a battle with the monsters, and the wolf fang alone fights the two, and the rest of the people go to attack the monsters that have landed elsewhere.

Leng Feng pulled the trigger twice in a row, killing a monster, and then pressed the radio and said: "There are no monsters landing in the black fog, pay attention to yourself, I will deal with the lonely." ”

However, as soon as he finished speaking, a monster suddenly climbed to the top of the building and came behind Leng Feng.

Sensing the danger of cold wind in his back, he subconsciously turned around and raised the sniper rifle in his hand.

"Die. A hint of coldness flashed in Leng Feng's eyes, and then he pulled the trigger hard.

"Step on ......"

There was a crisp sound from the barrel of the gun, but no bullets flew out of the muzzle.

Apparently, the gun ran out of bullets.

Leng Feng was stunned at first, and then subconsciously reached for the pistol hanging next to his thigh.

But the monster didn't give him a chance to get a gun, and ran towards him with a roar.

The monster's hands have only three fingers, but each one is thicker than an arm, and has long nails that look like claws.

Claws, to be exact, and extremely sharp with a powerful tearing ability.

Almost subconsciously, the cold wind bent down the body.

Just as his body was bent down, the monster's claws swept over his head, almost touching his head.

After dodging the monster's attack, Leng Feng pulled out the pistol hanging next to his thigh, quickly aimed at the monster's right leg, and pulled the trigger hard.

"Bang!"

The bullet passed through the monster's right leg and hit the floor directly behind the monster.

But to the shock of the cold wind, the small hole in the monster's right leg was healing itself at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it soon disappeared.

"Holy?"

Leng Feng's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe that these monsters could heal themselves.

The monster stared at the cold wind, which was half a body shorter than itself, and opened its mouth wide and let out a roar.

"Roaring ......"

Its roar made the cold wind dizzy and almost unable to stand still.

Leng Feng resisted the urge to fall, and raised the muzzle of the gun, wanting to shoot the monster's head.

Normal wounds can heal themselves, and the only way to kill them is to deal them a fatal blow.

In the early defensive battle, Cold Wind sniped monsters and exploded their heads directly.

And the attacks of Ice Thunder and Ling Ying can also be killed directly, which means that the monster's self-healing is also limited, and it can't withstand a fatal blow.

If the current cold wind doesn't have Hawkeye, he can only be regarded as an ordinary person, so he can't directly fight monsters like wolf fangs or ice thunder.

Whether it is strength or defense, Cold Wind cannot compare to these monsters.

After all, he doesn't have the ability to heal himself.

The only thing Leng Feng could rely on was the gun in his hand and his regressive speed.

In terms of speed, the cold wind can barely be compared to the wolf's teeth.

But after a while, when his body became weaker, he could no longer compare with others.

His bodily functions are degrading every day, maybe not two years, or even a year, and Leng Feng will die because of the deterioration of his bodily functions, and he will die a painful death.

Leng Feng didn't let Mo Ran say anything, and he didn't notify Hank to check his body.

Things have come to this point, and it doesn't mean much to the cold wind anymore.

If you really can't survive, then forget it.

The battle continued, and although Leng Feng was ready to die, he didn't want to die at the hands of these monsters.

He didn't want to die with these humiliations.

Leng Feng wanted to pull the trigger, but the monster was faster than him, and directly slapped Leng Feng's hand with a claw, smashing the M9 pistol in his hand.

The monster's strength was enough to smash a tank, and the cold wind only felt a sharp pain in the palm of his hand, and his bones seemed to be torn.

Mo Ran and Zhang Yinghan, who were checking the cold wind situation through the computer, both let out an exclamation at the same time, and their hearts were beating rapidly.

They were all worried about the cold wind, for fear that something would happen to him.

Now, the cold wind looks like it's in danger.

Indeed, the cold wind is really in danger.

The one he was dealing with now was much stronger than the rest of the monsters, and his body was even taller, half a body taller than Cold Wind.

And this, it is estimated that the head of the dynasty specially sent to take care of the cold wind.

The pistol was thrown far away and slammed into the parapet at the edge of the roof with a crisp crashing sound.

Losing his pistol, Leng Feng subconsciously used his right foot to kick backwards, keeping himself away from some of this monster.

Cold Wind had to be as careful as possible, he couldn't be as headstrong as he used to be, and his body wouldn't allow him to engage in too intense combat.

However, this monster did not attack immediately, but stopped, then stared at Leng Feng, and slowly spoke: "Leng Feng, you still have a little bit of use, I will give you a chance to live, surrender immediately, and follow me back to the dynasty headquarters." ”

"Otherwise......"

But before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by a cold wind.

"Otherwise, you're going to kill everyone here, including me?" Leng Feng said coldly as he stared at the monster, which was half a body taller than himself.

Now this monster is the equivalent of the dynasty leader, because the dynasty leader is controlling it.

Of course, Leng Feng understood the reason why he wanted to return to the dynasty, he just wanted revenge and tortured himself fiercely.

The same goes for Z.

Leng Feng used to have a deep grudge with these two organizations, but these two organizations have never dared to send people to deal with him.

After all, the cold wind used to be a coaxing killing god in the air.

But now everything is different, the tiger falls in Pingyang and is bullied by dogs, and the two organizations take advantage of the cold wind to lose their abilities, and they come to him one after another to find trouble, and they all want to settle accounts with him.

Bing Lei and the others were still fighting, and they didn't notice that there was a monster standing in front of Leng Feng.

"Cold wind, last chance, surrender immediately, so that you can suffer a little less. The monster continued.

"Heh......" Leng Feng smiled disdainfully and took the slinger from his waist.

His actions were tantamount to answers.

"I'm going to tear you to shreds!" the monster roared, and ran towards the cold wind.

The claws of its hands spread out, stabbing towards the cold wind.

Whether it's fighting for strength or agility, Cold Wind is no match for it.

At this time, the cold wind can only rely on combat skills and reflexes.

His combat skills were all taught by Mu Shiyun, and Leng Feng had always used them in previous battles, so these skills would become his biggest reliance in tonight's battle.

In the face of the monster's attack, Leng Feng turned around violently, and then leaned back slightly.

The monster's claws stabbed in front of the cold wind, almost touching his clothes.

Before the monster could react, Leng Feng threw the stick to his left hand, and then slammed it to the left, throwing it on the monster's thigh.

"Bang!"

There was a heavy crashing sound, and the cold wind only felt a paralysis in his left hand, and the slinger struck it as if it had hit a stone.

The monster also reacted at this time, and let out an angry roar towards the cold wind, and the claw of its right hand slammed into the cold wind's chest.

Leng Feng quickly leaned back, dodging the claw attack, and then rolled to the left, slamming the stick on the monster's right leg joint.

Although the cold wind still felt like it hit the stone, the monster's body staggered.

Seeing the monster's moves, Leng Feng raised his slinger stick, preparing to continue attacking the monster's right leg.

He had to seize on one of the enemy's weaknesses and storm so that he could have a chance of victory.

But before his attack could be dispatched, the wings on the monster's back suddenly flapped back, and slapped the cold wind hard.

"Bang!"

The wings collided with the cold wind's body with a heavy muffled sound.

Leng Feng's body flew upside down, flew five meters and then fell to the ground hard, rolling several times in a row before stopping.

Mo Ran and Zhang Yinghan, who were observing the battle through the computer, suddenly exclaimed, Mo Ran clenched his fists, and his whole body was trembling.

Mo Ran knew Leng Feng's physical condition best, if it was in the past, Leng Feng would definitely be able to dodge such an attack.

But now Leng Feng's physical condition is not as good as before, although he reacted, his body couldn't keep up with his reaction.

The cold wind that fell to the ground couldn't get up immediately for a while, and the sharp pain continued to stimulate his brain, making his body weak for a while.

"Now you are like an ant. The monster turned and strode towards the cold wind.

Leng Feng gritted his teeth, and suddenly found that his hands were empty, and the slinger fell to the ground when he flew upside down just now.

Watching the monster approach step by step, the cold wind pulled out the dagger.

This is the last weapon he has on him, and if he loses even this dagger, then he will have to use his bare hands.

Mo Ran and Zhang Yinghan kept praying in their hearts, hoping that the cold wind would be safe.

Hawkeye can't play any role now, so Cold Wind is equivalent to an ordinary person, an ordinary person who can fight better.

As the monster got closer, a chill flashed in Leng Feng's eyes, and then he rolled on the ground and rushed towards the monster.

Mo Ran and Zhang Yinghan both widened their eyes and looked at the cold wind's movements.

They just hope that the cold wind will return safely, that's all.