The Black Crusaders rushed forward even more frantically, with two machine gunners and three snipers covering behind, which suppressed Leng Feng to a large extent. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Leng Feng knew that the Lion Sword Tiger was the leader of this Black Cross army, and he wanted to snipe these two people several times, but these two people had a high level of vigilance, and often hid in the bunker immediately after predicting the danger, coupled with the local firepower, he couldn't calmly make a targeted kill.

Dada!

Leng Feng pulled the trigger of the Gatling gun, slightly stopping the footsteps of the Black Crusaders who rushed up frantically in front of him, and then he picked up his sniper rifle, and the muzzle of the gun quickly turned to the left and right.

Whoa!

Two sniper shots rang out, and two Black Crusader fighters running to the left and right were immediately sniped.

After two shots, Leng Feng immediately crouched, and at that moment, rows of bullets frantically swept over his head.

Leng Feng frowned suddenly, and a sharp stabbing sensation came from his lower back, burning the muscles on his lower side.

Leng Feng took a deep breath, stopped fighting, and bowed away.

There was no firepower at the mouth of the mountain where Leng Feng was located, which made the Black Cross soldiers speed up their pace and rush forward.

The war lion and the sword tiger also rushed up quickly, seeing that they were about to rush to the mouth of the mountain, the eyes of the war lion swept away, his face changed suddenly, and he immediately roared: "Get down! Don't rush forward!"

However, it was already a step too late, and seven or eight Black Cross soldiers rushed up the hill in front, and at that moment the ground under their feet suddenly exploded.

Boom! Boom!

The earth flew, the ground cracked, thick smoke filled the air, and the severed limbs and wreckage fell from mid-air, and blood rained down on their heads.

When the billowing smoke and stirring dust had settled, I saw that several deep pits had been blown out of the mountain in front of me, and none of the seven or eight Black Crusader soldiers who had rushed up before were alive.

The war lion and the sword tiger stood up, their faces were pale, and there was a strong anger in their eyes, they rushed forward in the lead, but when they looked forward, where was the shadow of Leng Feng?

This mountain mouth is already a dead end, and there is a valley bottom behind it, so where did Leng Feng go?

Sword Tiger walked forward to check one by one, and saw that there was a hemp rope tied to the trunk of a tree, and this hemp rope hung down along the bottom of this valley, needless to say that Leng Feng must have escaped from the bottom of the valley along this hemp rope, and disappeared without a trace.

Until this moment, the Battle Lion and the Sword Tiger realized that from the beginning of the battle to the present, they have been led by Leng Feng by the nose, and were led by Leng Feng into the battlefield he arranged, they have never taken the initiative, the only thing they can do is to passively chase Leng Feng, and then be killed one by one.

The war lion looked around, and in addition to him and Sword Tiger, there were only seven Black Cross warriors alive around him!

In other words, twenty-three of the original thirty Black Crusader warriors were killed, but they failed to pose the slightest threat to Leng Feng.

Thinking of this, an inexplicable chill rose from the soles of the war lion's feet, and he finally knew why there were such words as 'a lone wolf is angry, and blood kills thousands of miles' circulated in the dark world, and their opponent did not look like a human, but the lone wolf who came out of the endless abyss.

"The lone wolf is injured!"

At this time, the sword tiger spoke suddenly, he was putting away the hemp rope that had fallen to the bottom of the valley, and when he received it, he saw that the hemp rope was stained with blood, and the blood had not yet dried, and it was obviously the blood on the lone wolf.

The war lion fixed his eyes, his eyes rekindled with confidence and strong fighting intent, he said coldly: "That's right, the lone wolf is indeed injured, he will definitely not be able to escape, as long as we find him, then he will definitely die! He was wounded by a gunshot, it is very likely that he has been severely injured, we will definitely be able to kill the lone wolf in the end!"

Sword Tiger took the topographic map of the island of the bloody battle, he looked at it for a while, and said: "There is no vegetation under this valley bottom, it is bare, and you can descend to the valley floor along the east-west road. We chased after him, knowing that when we reached the bottom of the valley, the demon king had no place to hide, and his action and combat power would definitely be greatly reduced when he was injured, so we must kill him this time!"

"Let's get moving!"

The war lion said coldly, his eyes were murderous, and he was holding back a violent anger in his heart.

At the bottom of the valley, inside a hidden cave.

Leng Feng was sitting here, his back against the mountain wall, his left waist was blood-red, already stained red with blood.

Leng Feng took out the Nighthawk Flat Blade, he cut the clothes on the injured part, wiped off the blood around him, and saw a gun hole, he was shot, and a bullet shot * his waist inside.

The Black Crusader twenty or thirty warriors were fully armed, and under the dense net of fire, he was finally hit by a bullet.

Leng Feng took the Nighthawk Flat Blade to rip off the rotten flesh around him little by little, and then he stabbed the knife into the wound, until he touched the warhead that was stuck in the flesh, he reversed the knife edge and slowly dug out the warhead with the tip of the knife.

Yes, it is indeed dug up alive.

Since he didn't have any tools like tweezers, he could only dig with the saber of the Nighthawk Flat Blade, which would undoubtedly hurt a lot, but Leng Feng's face was calm as usual, and he didn't even change the gaze in his eyes, as if the flesh on his waist was not his own.

In the end, the warhead was taken out, stained with bright red blood, and he picked up the warhead between the two fingers of his right hand, a sneer rose at the corner of his mouth, and he threw the warhead out with a throw of his hand.

Then, Leng Feng took out the bullets on the seven or eight pistols, he used the edge of the saber to pry the gap under the bullet and slowly rotated, after a few movements, the bullet was separated from the cartridge case, and he sprinkled the gunpowder filled with the cartridge case on the wound at the gunshot wound.

Leng Feng pried open a total of five bullets, and all the gunpowder in them was sprinkled on his wound, which was covered with a layer of black gunpowder.

Syllable!

Leng Feng turned on a zippo lighter, and the flames on the lighter flickered, and he ignited the gunpowder sprinkled on the wound site.

Call!

Suddenly, the gunpowder on the part of his wound was ignited, and with a whirl, a flame rushed up, and there were scorch marks around the wound, and a pungent smell of burnt fire filled the air.

"Whew!"

At that moment, Leng Feng took a deep breath, his fists clenched, and it took a long time for him to exhale this breath softly, and opened his mouth to say: "Fuck it, it's so fucking enjoyable, I haven't felt this kind of refreshment for a long time, I really miss it!"

He is de-inflammating the wound, and the warhead in the wound needs to be treated after the warhead is removed, otherwise it will cause inflammation, and the wound will worsen at that time.

He didn't have a medical kit with him, so he had to deal with the gunshot wound in such an extreme way.

In fact, it wasn't the first time he had treated his wound in this way, otherwise he wouldn't have said something like nostalgia.

Leng Feng simply bandaged the wound, he took out a cigarette and lit it, and took a deep breath.

He knew that these Black Cross Temple people would soon be looking for them, but he was not in a hurry, he was just waiting for the other party to arrive, and he was going to deal with all the people of the Black Cross Temple here.

The Black Cross Sanctuary sent two major temple guards, the Battle Lion, Sword and Tiger, plus thirty Black Cross warriors, such a lineup is not strong, but in Leng Feng's opinion, it is far from enough.

Call!

Leng Feng took the last puff of smoke, he flicked off the cigarette fart in his hand, stood up and walked out.

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