"Cultivator?" The other party is a Huaxia person, and he can quickly send out abilities without mudras and arias, Mo Feng immediately thought that the other party should be a cultivator, and it should be an earth attribute controller.

Mo Feng, who was shocked in his heart, his mind was racing, and his true qi was mentioned, and Mo Feng's eyes, which were light, did not retreat but advanced, his body gently swept past Liu Feng's sword, and his right elbow bent and slammed straight into Liu Feng's arms.

Thinking that under twenty times the gravity, Mo Feng would definitely not be able to escape his fatal blow, as if he had seen Mo Feng's blood splashed on the spot, the cruel smile on the corner of Liu Feng's lips had just swept up, and before he could unfold, Mo Feng's right elbow, which was infused with thousands of catties, had already smashed into Liu Feng's sternum.

With a crisp sound of "card", "Poof! Liu Feng raised his head and spurted out a mouthful of blood, then flew upside down in the air, fell straight down the hillside seven or eight meters below, and then rolled downward.

With the sound of a gunshot, a cloud of blood mist suddenly exploded on the head of the tumbling willow wind, and then slammed into a boulder without moving. Looking at Liu Feng's head again, he had been hit like a rotten melon by Angel, and his brain was scattered all over the ground with blood.

"You" Mo Feng smiled bitterly and looked at Angel, what Mo Feng didn't know was why this angelic girl was always so bloody, she loved headshots, and she was almost as good as the little tyrannosaurus in purple.

Angel raised the corners of her lips at Mo Feng with a smug face, and the G36 in her hand shot at the remaining dozen or so people on the road.

"Secret recipe!" Mo Feng let out a low sigh, only to remember that the secret medicine for diabetes was still in the car below, so he grabbed the gun on the bushes and rushed down.

And when Marshall and the others saw Mo Feng rushing down, they understood Mo Feng's intentions at that time, and after giving the order to suppress the mercenaries with all their strength in their ears, the muzzle of the gun spewed out a ball of flames, and the bullets rained down on the mercenaries behind the cars on the road with a more violent gust than just now.

The roar of Neeson's Negev machine gun pressed the mercenaries of the ghost mercenary group so much that they didn't even dare to show their heads, and under the cover of powerful firepower, a mercenary team of about ten people rushed down the hill under the leadership of Ferguson.

As soon as Mo Feng descended to the foot of the mountain, a faint roar suddenly came from the sky in the distance, and Mo Feng looked up to see that in the northwest sky, a "Storm" gunship with flashing lights was rushing towards the location of himself and the others.

The helicopter was sent by Streep, the director of the Dekus Institute, to support Lawrence.

The helicopter hovered in mid-air about three hundred meters away from the front of Mo Feng and the others, and the six-barreled Gatling cannon suspended under the fuselage slowly rotated, and an indissolvable aura of death suddenly enveloped the heads of Marshall and the others, whose faces instantly turned pale.

The gunfire on both sides stopped at the same time, and Ferguson, who was about to rush to the foot of the mountain, also involuntarily paused, looking at the helicopter gunship in the air in front of them, a look of despair suddenly appeared on everyone's faces, as the elite of the special forces, they understood what the helicopter gunship meant to the infantry.

Marshall and Neeson looked at each other, the rockets had run out at this time, and their only heavy weapon was the Negev in Neeson's hand, but this kind of machine gun was absolutely wishful thinking for a helicopter gunship covered with heavy armor at a distance of 300 meters.

In the face of this sudden situation, even Joseph, who had always been indifferent, stood up and looked at the "Storm" helicopter hanging in the air, and there was a bloodthirsty red glow in his cold eyes.

After being stunned for a moment, everyone couldn't help but cast their eyes on Mo Feng, in the past few months, Mo Feng has led them to create many miracles, how many times they have escaped death in the mortal realm, and over time, they have a blind worship of Mo Feng, subconsciously thinking that as long as Mo Feng is there, there is nothing that cannot be solved.

And Mo Feng, this time he still did not disappoint his subordinates, let alone give Joseph the terrifying opportunity to show that he turned from a human into a bat in front of a group of special forces.

"David, I'll give you credit when I go back!" Mo Feng muttered, and the OICW in his hand pointed at the gunship in mid-air like lightning. At this time, the six-barreled cannon on top of the helicopter was already spinning faster and faster.

"Phew!"

With the sound of a gunshot, a cryobomb hit the fuel tank of the helicopter in the air 300 meters away, and with the rupture of the warhead, the highly concentrated nitrogen in the bomb quickly caused the temperature around the helicopter to drop to minus 70 degrees, and a thick layer of ice instantly covered the entire helicopter.

"Woo" was accompanied by a terrible siren, and the "Storm" helicopter began to spin in mid-air like a headless fly, shaking violently as it whirled, as if it could fall at any moment.

"Phew!" Without waiting for the helicopter to fall, Mo Feng shot the last burst catapult at the rocking helicopter.

"Boom!" The armor, which had become fragile under the extremely low temperature, disintegrated in an instant under the bombardment of bursting shells, and finally, under the stunned gaze of dozens of people, the "Storm" helicopter turned into countless fireballs and spilled down from mid-air.

The direction in which the fireball fell happened to be the location of the convoy of the ghost mercenary group, and the only dozen or so mercenaries who were hiding behind the car did not die under the guns of Marshall and others, but they were all stoned and burned to death by this calamity that fell from the sky.

When the helicopter exploded, Ferguson and others, who were closest to the convoy, saw that the situation was not right, and they had already rushed to the mountain.

The fireball fell on the bushes and dry weeds, and was blown by the cold wind, and in an instant spread along the foot of the mountain.

A helicopter gunship was destroyed so simply? After a short silence, the desperate mercenaries all roared loudly, trying their best to vent their excitement of escaping death.

Mo Feng took another freezing bomb to open the "armored car" that Lawrence was riding, and in the back seat, the originally obese Lawrence shrunk a lot, his eyes bulged, his face was cyanopur, the flesh and blood on his neck were blurred, some deep wounds could even see the tracheal annular cartilage, his ten fingers had long since lost his nails, and a silver-white box was tightly held by Lawrence in his arms

MD, don't let go until you die! Mo Feng glanced at Lawrence, who was suffocated to death, put his true qi in his palm, and reached out to get the silver-white box in Lawrence's arms.

Just as Mo Feng's hand was about to touch the handle of the box, an extremely dangerous aura suddenly arose from the bottom of his heart, no, Mo Feng secretly screamed and was about to warn, several terrible screams had suddenly sounded behind him, followed by fierce gunshots.

Careless! Under Mo Feng's rage, the Chaos Mind Technique instantly ran to the extreme, and he took a step back sharply, his fist smashed into the air on the left side like lightning, and almost at the same time, a strange knife tip suddenly appeared where Mo Feng was standing just now. (To be continued.) )