With the advantage of the terrain, the five of Brother Feng were always separated by 100 meters, invisibly forming an encirclement of pentagrams.

There are more than 500 people and horses in the tomahawks, although they are powerful, but because of the previous light enemy, they have been divided into two phalanxes, half of them are watching the show next to the vulture, and the other half are fighting with the night team to fight for life and death, and the number of people has fallen off a cliff, and the losses are so heavy.

The area of this dense forest is very large, and the rhythm of the war is completely controlled by the Dark Night Squad, and the battle circle is getting bigger and bigger, with a radiation radius of more than 800 meters.

The enemy lives when they are together, and they die when they are divided, and their brothers are all top powerhouses who are in charge of themselves, which is enough to play them to the point of being lost.

"Damn, how could the people of the dark night appear here, fortunately, there are strong people like Yin Vultures, this time they will definitely be annihilated!"

Blade thought hysterically, and the figure quickly fled to the vulture's location, intending to launch a general attack.

"Young man, are you in a hurry to be reincarnated? How about playing with your ghost hand grandpa? ”

Ghost Hand came from behind a big tree, a playful look on his face that was smiling and scolding.

"Huh?"

The figure of Blade suddenly stopped, and looked around vigilantly, only to find that the other members of the night were busy strangling the tomahawks, and the ghost hand was alone.

"With your garbage strength, you dare to provoke me? I'll send you to death first! ”

The blade stared coldly, pulled out the two-foot cold light behind him, and flew towards the ghost hand.

He knows the situation of the night squad very well, he can't beat the dragon thorn, Taishan, and monkey, but the ghost hand is only an expert in the team responsible for intelligence, and his strength can only be said to be first-class, not the top, and he is just a rookie in front of him.

Just this kind of garbage, also have the guts to provoke yourself? It's crooked!

"Oops, I'm just talking casually, why are you still angry?"

The ghost hand pretended to be frightened, turned around and was about to flee, in the process he raised his gun and killed a few nearby minions.

"Speed up with me? Kill you in seconds! ”

The blade is extremely arrogant, once he was beaten away by Brother Feng twice, and he has always held a grudge, the appearance of the ghost hand found an opportunity for him to vent his anger, how can he let it go?

With a whoosh, the sky struck, with the cold glow of the afterimage, slashing towards the back of the ghost's hand, extremely powerful.

Blade had a smile on his face, feeling that killing this little cabbage in seconds was completely handy, how could there be suspense.

However, it was when his sword was less than an inch from the back of the ghost's hand.

The ghost hand's feet suddenly stopped, and the strong inertia made the ground under his feet bulge a deep footprint, and his body flashed to the side strangely like a tumbler.

The body was almost close to the blade of the knife, and it was able to dodge.

With a bang, the ghost hand raised a kick, his legs split one hundred and eighty degrees, his waist twisted violently, and a board leg kicked the blade's face, giving him a full face.

"Ahh

Blade was dizzy, and felt as if his head had hit an iron plate, already confused.

"How do you have such skills?" Blade fell to the ground, shaking his head desperately, trying to bring himself to his senses as quickly as possible.

"Your grandfather, I am a strong man who is about to break through the transcendental, do you understand? It's a height you can't reach in this life! ”

The ghost hand frowned, his feet slammed hard, and the whole person was raised by one meter.

A slashing blow fell from the sky, and his knee slammed firmly into Blade's chest.

I only heard a click, and the sound of broken bones resounded.

Blood spurted wildly from the blade's mouth, and his body shook like a loach.

"Super, extraordinary......"

He muttered to himself, then tilted his head and died.

"Trash, Lao Tzu can't beat those four brutes, and he can't beat you, a rookie? It's hilarious! ”

The ghost clapped his hands, shook the dust off his clothes, and lurked into the depths of the dense forest like lightning, and continued to slaughter.

In the past, he was a vulnerable group who was chased by the blade and ran around, but now, one-on-one singles, even without weapons, kills each other in seconds.

There is an element of a blade rival in this, but it is more of a gap in strength.

How can a person who learns the thousand-year-old exercises inherited by the Li family be weak?

In less than ten minutes, the fighting in the distance did not stop, but the situation took a strange turn, which made the leader Yin Vulture quite puzzled.

"Is it so difficult to solve the garbage reinforcements of less than twenty people?"

The vulture said angrily.

He was ready to carry the Black Rose back to his nest and play some shameless games, but the damn little ants hadn't solved it for a long time.

"Lord Vulture, the Blade Boss is dead, beaten to death!" A minions came running to report.

"What?"

The vulture was stunned for a moment, and the obscene feelings of wanting to pick up a gun and get on the horse were suddenly destroyed.

"My lord, our two hundred men and horses were annihilated by the enemy, and less than forty people ran back, and the opponent's firepower was too fierce!"

Another minion ran back, his body bruised by shrapnel in multiple places, terrified and embarrassed.

"How many of them are there?" The vulture was furious and grabbed the minion by the collar.

"A dozen, only a dozen!" Minions are truthful.

"More than a dozen people, they actually killed more than 200 of you in seconds, are you kidding me?"

The Yin Vulture didn't understand very much, and even if he shot it himself, it was not so efficient.

"But、But they are the night!"

The minion's little face was white, and at the mention of these two words, he trembled from the inside out.

"Dark night? They're coming! ”

Caterina's originally weak delicate body, after pronouncing these two words, it was like a rotten wood in spring, giving birth to the power of miracles.

"Great, the god-level dark night is coming, we are saved, the sky will not kill me!"

The bearded man looked up to the sky and sighed, and he really saw hope.

With a click, the vulture's fingers were forced, and the minion's neck was broken, and he looked at the dense forest in the distance, and the corners of his mouth provoked a bloodthirsty and playful arc, "Dark night, this is your grave." ”

"Leave a few people to watch them, and the rest will come with me!"

The Vulture's men first tied up Caterina and the others, and then mobilized the remaining 200 men and horses to rush to the front to fight.

Compared to the Nighthawk Legion, the Night Squad is the most wanted criminal for Red Flame.

Before, the Yin Vulture got the detailed information of the Night Squad from the Raging Bull, and the strength of those five people was not terrible, but it was a mysterious old man who was terrifying.

The vulture's mood was throbbing and flustered at the moment, and if the old man was present, he might not be able to fight it.

Subsequently, he used a telescope to repeatedly observe the enemy's situation, and asked a few of his subordinates to ask all the details, and determined that except for the Night Squad and a few mercenaries who were not too strong, there was no old man.

"Very well, Dragon Thorn, I skinned you today!"

The vulture said viciously.

As the night deepened, the fighting was unsettled.

There were more than 200 minions in the Tomahawk Gang, plus more than a dozen elite powerhouses sent by Red Flame, and they started a fierce battle in the dense forest with Brother Feng and others.

Compared with the previous surprise and carelessness of the enemy, the battle at this moment is even more tragic.

Good luck and Izawa and the others, go all out, and with the passage of time, their physical strength is exhausted, and it is the dark night team that charges into battle, and the god-like means encourages the rest of the warriors to persevere.

"Tarzan, monkey, I'll save Black Rose!"

Brother Feng analyzed the situation in front of him, although there were not many strong enemies, but the number was too large, and the possibility of annihilation was very small, so he could only rescue Black Rose as soon as possible and escape from here.

"Don't worry, boss, I'm not happy enough!" Taishan smiled innocently, the hatred for Red Flame in his heart had not decreased, but he became more and more courageous.

The complex terrain of the jungle is the capital for them to deal with the enemy's army, and the four of Taishan choose a powerful terrain to involve the opponent's main force with their rich experience.

Brother Feng has a gun alone, shuttling through the darkness, haunting between the grass and trees, like a midnight ranger, fast as the wind, everywhere he goes, the enemy is fearful, only the soul of the dead who fell under the gun, how can there be a reckless man who stepped forward to die?

The Night Squad, the word dragon thorn, appeared in the ears of the Tomahawk minions for the first time, but it has become a nightmare in the depths of their hearts.

A few minutes later, Brother Feng successfully wandered to the rear of the enemy, and saw Caterina in front of him, who was guarded by more than a dozen people.

Whoosh.

His figure clinged to the trunk of a tree, his hand pulsing rhythmically, bullets piercing the brains of five or six guards like notes announcing the end of human life.

"Who is it? Get out of here, don't be sneaky! ”

The bear panicked and hid behind Caterina in an attempt to save her life.