Zhang Feng's two attacks had already shocked everyone. Two range attacks killed more than 100 Fallen Fall of the Sixty-Fifth Area, this is the first time in history.

Killing more than a hundred fallen people in five seconds in a row is amazing.

Many people's eyes still seemed to be flashing with the shadows of the two range skills just now, and they were shocked by the power of those two attacks.

The ten clean-up team members couldn't stand still, and their arrogant hearts were deeply hit at this moment.

It's amazing!

Who would have thought that they did not take this lone wanderer in their eyes.

But the lone wanderer actually slapped them in the face, making them embarrassed again and again.

"Just, what's that? That's just a bunch of mobs, and so can we. A clean-up team member said, but the low breath was obviously insufficient.

The sound was drowned out by the scavenger's roar.

More than 100 younger brothers were killed in an instant, and the scavengers roared angrily.

He was taller than the average degenerate, and the blood sword in his hand resembled a giant sword. The sword was stained with black blood, and I don't know how many lives died under this giant sword.

The Fallen roared as they raised their heads to the sky, their blood swords pointed at the sky, and black light fell from the clouds.

The black light was like a prison, and hundreds of black lights shrouded Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng pointed to the sky, and Angel walked out of the void, her beautiful figure moving lightly in the air, light as a dance.

Her hands were spread out, her blonde hair dancing in the wind.

In her wings, more than a hundred white arrows of light pointed to the sky.

The black light and the white light collided, turning into a rain of light and dissipating.

Angelic healing was originally only used to heal injuries. In the face of dark energy, the Holy Light Healing has become a weapon of attack.

"Is this the strongest support ability?" Someone was shocked, envious and jealous.

"Even the black prison can be broken, what kind of skill is this!"

"He's dead. If the scavenger's black prison is ineffective, the next blow will be even more ferocious, and even we can barely resist it together. One of the clean-up team members sneered.

Another said: "I admit that his skills are strong, and the abilities of the angels are also very strong. But after all, he was alone, and he had to die in the face of the scavenger. ”

They wish that this lone wanderer would die, and the more completely he died, the better.

It was not what they expected.

After the scavenger activated his skill, he roared and rushed forward with a swing of his blade.

Zhang Feng was secretly cool, knowing that the ability of "forbidden" had been activated.

For thirty minutes from now, you'll only be able to fight me in close combat. If you have the will and don't want to die, then run away!

Rumble!

The blood sword and the insect demon spear collided, and the roar rolled like thunder.

The scavenger's power clearly had the upper hand, and a single blow sent Zhang Fengzhen back again and again.

Rumble!

With a successful blow, the scavenger unceremoniously swung his weapon and delivered another blow.

Zhang Feng retreated again.

The Scavenger is like a ferocious beast, his skills are all on cooldown, and his hand-to-hand combat is still strong.

A clean-up team member saw that Zhang Feng was beaten and had no power to fight back, and laughed wildly: "Haha, do you only have these powers?" ”

Zhang Feng was repulsed, and there was no one happier than them.

When this man died, all that was left was a cold corpse, and no one would remember him. When I think about it, I just think of an idiot who shouted, was arrogant, and finally threw away his life.

"Shameless guy, do you only have those two skills?"

"Dare to challenge the scavengers like this."

Several people laughed wildly together, watching Zhang Feng being beaten, they were happier than anyone else.

Boom, boom, boom!

The scavengers attacked again and again, and Zhang Feng kept retreating.

But his pace of retreat is getting smaller and smaller.

Seventh strike!

Zhang Feng didn't move, but it was the scavenger who was shaken back.

Eighth blow - Zhang Feng's counterattack!

Airplanes!

The scavenger swayed and strode back.

The absorption and binding ability of the shackles of war was quietly eating away at the scavenger's combat power, and then Zhang Feng's combat power was constantly improving, and with twenty percent of the absorption and strengthening, he had already begun to press back.

Zhang Feng sneered: "What are you shouting about? The battle looks at the end, and after watching the beginning, do you know the end? ”

The ninth blow - Zhang Feng's attack counterpressed the scavenger, and the shocked scavenger retreated again and again.

Stare!

The scavenger stiffened.

Zhang Feng made a move, but the scavenger recovered in an instant and blocked a blow.

"Hey, isn't the gaze ineffective for the Fallen?" Zhang Feng muttered to himself, understanding that it might be related to the physique of the degenerate.

"In that case, you will die too."

Zhang Feng waved the insect demon gun, and the violent gunfire was closely linked, one blow after another, and the scavenger kept retreating.

No skills, real hand-to-hand combat.

Zhang Feng's marksmanship was exquisite, and with thousands of agility, the spear turned into a large web woven by attacks and trapped the scavenger in it.

Boom, boom, boom...... Attack after attack, the ground cracked with the violent force, and the rubble flew everywhere.

Even far away from the battlefield, people felt how powerful the lone wanderer's burst of power was.

Zhang Feng's attacks are old and spicy, and his moves are deadly, and he is completely a battle-hardened killer.

Every blow he struck was filled with blood, and a single shot seemed to kill a person.

It's just that after taking advantage of a few blows, the scavenger is pressed and beaten.

The faces of the ten members of the clean-up team turned from iron blue to pale as paper, and they shouted just now, and found that they were laughing at themselves.

If one person does it, can they surpass Zhang Feng?

"He, who the hell is he, from that city?" One of them whispered to himself, his eyes turning frightened.

...... "Whew! ”

The scavenger screamed, his wings spread, and he wanted to fly.

Zhang Feng's right hand moved into the void, and a giant white bone arm poked out in the void behind Zhang Feng, and the white bone hand grabbed one of the scavenger's legs and fell heavily to the ground.

Zhang Feng's arm moved again, and the white bone arm rotated again, and only disappeared after smashing the scavenger into the ground for the second time.

Before the scavenger could stand up, Zhang Feng had already rushed up, and the insect demon gun rotated like an iron rod and smashed the scavenger into the ground a foot deep.

The earth shook and rose and fell.

Many people were shocked.

It's rare to see such a fierce battle.

Zhang Feng is like a god of war, the attack is like a storm, and the scavenger can't get up at all when he is smashed into the ground.

Behind is one-sided torture.

The powerful regional boss was pressed underground by Zhang Feng and couldn't get up, and the rain of guns kept falling on his body, constantly hitting the armor on the scavenger's body.

The hearts of those watching from afar trembled.

They'd seen someone challenge the boss, but no one had ever fought as one-sidedly as this one.

Seven or eight million defense, about seventy percent damage reduction.

But in Zhang Feng's hands, defense became a declining value.

The more he fought, the frenzier became, and the scavenger became a small boat in the torrent, constantly falling down in the flood, standing up, and falling again!

The spectators were in a cold sweat behind their backs, even if they stood far enough, they could still feel the fighting intent and murderous aura on Zhang Feng's body.

"He's a natural killer, so intense."

"The blood is so heavy! How many lives did he have! "There are sensitive people who are sweating all over!

Shocked, trembling, indescribable looks.

Zhang Feng became more and more crazy the more he fought, his long hair was flying, and he was thunderous and surging between movements.

The scavenger was unwilling to scream, and wanted to fight back but was suppressed again and again.

When the scavenger was defeated by the defenses after screaming, this area boss didn't even have a chance to hit Zhang Feng once.

"Bang!"

Zhang Feng stomped on the scavenger's head, looked at a feather falling in the red light, and gently scooped it into his hand and put it into the ring.

At this time, the people around didn't even dare to come out.

The ten members of the cleaning team were sweating like rain, and looking at them from a distance, they could all feel the strong oppressive force on Zhang Feng's body.

After Zhang Feng killed the scavenger, the fighting spirit on his body did not dissipate for a long time, making some of the weak-willed people keep retreating.

At such a time, no one dared to step forward when this madman's fighting spirit was at its peak.

"I killed the scavenger, do you still want me to hand over something?" Zhang Feng turned around and looked coldly at the sword-wielder and the others.

The ten people were cold, and they didn't dare to meet Zhang Feng's gaze.

They wanted to humiliate others, only to find that they were the only ones who were humiliated in the end.

This is a master in the camp of the Destruction City, what kind of people have they provoked!

The corners of the sword-wielder's mouth twitched, and he gritted his teeth unwillingly but helplessly: "I admit that you are very strong, and now you have won." ”

He was self-aware, and he knew that ten people joining forces to kill this person was probably going to be extremely costly.

Moreover, will they surely prevail?

"From today onwards, we will not attack any bosses in the sixty-fifth area." The sword-wielder's words were full of resentment, and he knew that with this person in one day, the boss here would not have a chance for them to make a move.

After speaking, the sword-wielder waved his hand and motioned for his companions to leave together.

The vicious gazes of the remaining nine people swept back and forth over Zhang Feng's body, wanting to clearly imprint every part of this lone wanderer in his mind.

There is a saying, they must avenge the vengeance of this day.

They like to see others bow their heads and be unwilling. At that time, they were very cool, and they felt that the feeling of humiliating others was too feeling, too cool.

And now, they are reaping the consequences.

They did not humiliate others, but they were humiliated and tasted the bitter fruits of their own sowing.

They lost face, and all the hatred in their hearts was condensed on the lone wanderer.

"Stop!"

The ten people turned around, with mixed feelings, and were about to leave when they were stopped.

"What are you going to do?" The sword-wielder turned around, looked at Zhang Feng angrily and said coldly, "Friend, you won, what else are you going to do?" ”

"I'll kill the boss, then according to your rules, I'll get my reward." Zhang Feng stretched out a hand and looked at the sword-wielder coldly.

"Don't deceive people too much!" A clean-up team member jumped up, pointed at Zhang Feng and said, "Boy, we admit defeat, you don't have to gain an inch!" ”

Another said: "Do you think we are the only ones in the clean-up team?" Tell you that there are people who are more powerful than you, and if you want to die, just say it. ”

Zhang Feng's hand stretched out, but he didn't take it back, and two words burst out from between his teeth: "Take it!" ”

These two words are very cold, and the words are murderous, as if they have a bloody breath.

(To be continued)