Chapter 17: Collective Battle
Liu Cheng, a burly figure, about 1.88 meters tall, holding a Fang Tian painting halberd is even more majestic, he is wearing a modern camouflage uniform, military boots, and the diamond ring on his ring finger is shining in the sun.
He stood in front of the tracker and kissed the diamond ring.
"Ah Ling, we have been married for five years, but the days of meeting are numbered, I'm sorry!"
Liu Cheng's face was portrayed with affection, which slowly turned into coldness.
"You guys stay here, don't run around without my order, I'll go over and help Boss Liu."
Qin Ming snuffed out the cigarette butt in his hand and walked out from behind the rock, the weapons in the hands of both of them exuded a red and golden halo, Liu Cheng glanced at Qin Ming with his afterglow, and a rare smile appeared on his face.
The two of them held weapons, one in front and one on the right at the same time.
But he didn't want to, because the speed of the tracker was too fast, he pounced, first beat Liu Cheng in front of him, and then turned around and punched Qin Ming on the right directly.
Before the two of them could hit the ground, the rocket launcher in the tracker's hand was once again on his shoulder.
"Whoosh! Sou! β
Two rockets shot out quickly, hitting Qin Ming and Liu Cheng almost at the same time.
With two rumbling sounds, only two pieces of fire were seen in the sky, and Qin Ming and Liu Cheng were blown out one after another.
"If we can't even beat the boss, we're no match for him."
"yes, what to do? It's not running away, it's not hiding either. β
"Are we just going to die here?"
"Don't panic, they have an artifact in their hands, so they won't be killed so easily."
Mu Feng comforted the few people behind him.
In terms of speed, I can't run, in terms of strength, I can't stand beating, if someone can help me create opportunities in front, I think I can try my yang finger.
Mu Feng recalled the abilities of his team members, all of them were warriors with mediocre qualifications, and although Liu Cheng and Qin Ming's combat power was high, they could only rely on the artifact in their hands as a protective shield, and it was not a way to continue like this in the long run.
If there is a person who resists the beating in front and does not rely on external combat power as assistance, where can this person be found?
Mu Feng closed his eyes and thought about the entire organization one by one with his memory.
He snapped open his eyes to look at the crater.
It seems to be expecting something.
Finally, the smoke of the battlefield cleared, and a flaming palm appeared in his pupils.
"Monster, you haven't knocked me down yet!"
Li Yan slowly crawled out of the crater, he propped up the ground, stood up, his face was pitch black, his hair was messy, and his clothes hung in tatters, he wiped the dust off his face and pointed at the tracker.
"Good guy, it's okay to be bombed by rockets!" Liu Cheng got up from the ground and looked at the guy whose combat power was no more than four figures, and couldn't help but be surprised in his heart.
"Isn't this guy going to be able to kill?"
"It's so strong!"
"Could it be because of the power of inheritance in his body?"
Seeing Li Yan being hit by a rocket and standing up again, everyone on the field couldn't believe their eyes, but their morale temporarily rose a lot, and their trembling limbs calmed down a lot.
It was too late, it was too fast, Li Yan jumped up, like a meteor from the sky, and smashed his fist into the face door of the pursuer, the pursuer quickly raised the bazooka, and a rocket blasted directly towards Li Yan.
Golden opportunity!
Mu Feng quickly ran out of the rock, and shot a golden light with his staff.
However, with the reflexes of the pursuers, an attack of this speed did not seem to have any effect on him in the slightest.
He moved his steps slightly, and the golden light passed by.
The golden light hits the rock, and the power is completely comparable to that of a rocket.
βSTARSοΌβ
The roar came again, and the tracker immediately transferred the hatred to Mu Feng, and with one step, he flashed to Mu Feng.
Just as he was about to slap over, Qin Ming's Green Dragon Glaive Knife was blocked by the horizontal knife, Qin Ming only felt that the blade was shocked, and the residual force of the impact made the Green Dragon Glaive Knife make a Weng Weng sound.
The vibration was transmitted to Qin Ming's arm along with the blade, and suddenly the arm was numb, and the Qinglong Glaive flew out directly from his hand.
"Whew!"
Several flipping knives stabbed directly through the big tree behind.
"Cover the retreat of the herdsman!"
Liu Cheng shouted.
Li Yanwan was like a streamer, and he hugged the tracker's waist again with great speed, gritted his teeth, and threw the tracker aside.
The tracker staggered a few steps, smashing large and small stones on the ground.
Li Yan's eyes were full of fierce light, and before the tracker could stand firm, like the wind, flashed in front of the tracker, his fist was like a cannonball, bombarding the air with a banging explosion, the fist smashed into the tracker's face, and with an explosion, the tracker was beaten and flew out.
"Did you win?"
"It seems to be more powerful than Boss Liu Cheng!"
The faces of the crowd were not yet fully covered with joy, and the tracker was like a bolt of lightning.
Before he could react, Li Yan's left arm was directly torn off!
"Ahh
The picture becomes very cruel and terrifying again, and the scene of tearing the living is shown again.
Just as the tracker was about to split Li Yan in two, Liu Cheng's Fang Tian Painting Halberd had already stabbed at him.
"Bang!"
Fang Tian's halberd pierced directly through the tracker's back.
Li Yan took the opportunity to break free and ran into the woods and fainted to death.
But fortunately, the girl who saved him before took out the golden medicine and bandaged his wound, and the bleeding slowly stopped.
Liu Cheng kicked hard, kicked on the stalker's waist, and fiercely pulled out Fang Tian's halberd, who knew that this stalker was like scratching an itch, turned around, and beat Liu Cheng out again.
Then another rocket fired.
Qin Ming wasted all his strength, and finally pulled out the Qinglong Yanyue Knife inserted in the trunk of the tree, this time, he had to split the monster in front of him in half.
He silently approached the tracker, holding aloft the Blue Dragon Glaive.
"Whew!"
The sharp blade cut an arc in mid-air, but unfortunately, the tracker's reaction was too sharp, and he moved lightly and dodged.
The tracker turned around, grabbed Qin Ming's neck with one hand, and pressed him to the ground, the bazooka aimed at his head.
"Click!"
The sound of pulling the trigger was very clear in Qin Ming's ears, and there was a burst of heat in the barrel, spraying towards his face, only to see a fist-sized rocket, bombarded out of the barrel.
"It's over!"
"Dead, dead!"
β¦β¦
For a while, everyone hurriedly covered their eyes and didn't dare to look directly.
"Hurry up!"
Qin Ming shouted!
It turned out that Qin Ming had already stabbed the Blue Dragon Glaive through the stalker's stomach. His body and the tracker's body are locked together, and despite the tracker's sharp reflexes and speed, he probably won't be able to escape this time.