Zhao Feng smiled coldly, and instead of charging forward with an assault rifle, he used the swamp monitor lizard as a meat shield as a cover and retreated to the rear.

The sugarcane forest in front of him was too much of an eyesore, even if Zhao Feng was armed with an assault rifle, he couldn't help the swamp giant crocodile who was releasing its terrifying ferocity much at all, but would become a drag on the swamp giant crocodile.

As soon as Zhao Feng retreated, the swamp giant crocodile retreated in the direction of Zhao Feng according to Zhao Feng's wishes, and at the same time strafed the assassins around him who came to capture Zhao Feng.

At this time, the Assassins who formed a scattered formation showed their extremely strong strength, under the bombardment of the Vulcan cannon, these assassins cunningly shuttled through the sugar cane forest very quickly, and only one soldier was torn to pieces by the Vulcan cannon.

Although the Vulcan cannon is powerful, it is useless to hit people, and the most powerful ground-to-ground automatic homing missile of the ZT1 war beast cannot be launched in this dense sugarcane forest. For a while, there was a feeling of being powerless to fight mosquitoes with anti-aircraft guns.

It's just that Zhao Feng's mind moved, and the next moment, the gray light on the single horn of the swamp giant crocodile flashed, and the Dao magic ripples spread to the surroundings, with the swamp giant crocodile as the center, the surrounding land began to spread outward and turned into a swamp that could make it difficult for people to move an inch.

Different magic, in the hands of different magicians, will have different powers. This level of swamp technique, when a junior mage casts it, can only turn a radius of more than ten square meters of land into a swamp, and the speed is very slow.

And an ordinary seventh-level great magician can turn hundreds of square meters of land into a swamp by casting the first-level magic of the swamp technique on the flat ground. The magic power of this swamp giant crocodile is several times that of ordinary great magicians, and it is also a swamp magic beast, this swamp magic is even more perverted, it can cover a radius of two kilometers, and the speed is also very fast.

Of course, if you cast the swamp spell in a place where there is no swamp, the magic power (spiritual power) of the swamp giant crocodile will also be greatly consumed, and if you cast the spell with all your might, the existence of the swamp can only last for one hour, which is more than enough for the ever-changing small-scale battle.

The huge swamp centered on the swamp giant crocodile was like a spider's web, quickly extending in all directions, sticking to the seven intermediate swordsmen like iron cans, and causing them to slowly sink down to the bottom of the swamp.

Those tens of kilograms of full-body armor were originally the most powerful weapons of these swordsmen, but at this time, they were the deadliest killers for them, carrying dozens of kilograms of objects, making it impossible for them to struggle out of the swamp at all.

The swamp crocodile didn't give these swordsmen any chance, the Vulcan machine gun adjusted the muzzle slightly, and as soon as the tongue of fire spit out, the furious fire tore the iron cans that were glued to the swamp to pieces.

The feet of the two thieves were dyed with a layer of cyan fighting energy, and they continued to gallop on the swamp with the ultra-high speed of the instantaneous explosion, and they did not dare to stop for a moment, as long as they stopped, the swamp would stick to them and swallow them.

The fifth-level intermediate magician applied a wind-based second-level magic levitation technique to himself and flew high into the sky.

Before the fifth-level magician could stop his body, on the ground, the armor on the back of the swamp giant crocodile had already stretched out the missile launcher, and the next moment, six flames flashed, and six surface-to-air automatic homing missiles flew in an instant, blasting towards the fifth-level magician.

The fifth-level magician also thought that he would be attacked by the swamp crocodile from a distance when he flew up, and the power of the Vulcan machine cannon was so impressive to him that he immediately tore up the precious third-level magic scroll he received from an adventurer at a great price, the Wind Shield.

In an instant, a raging hurricane surrounded the mid-level mage, forming a shield of wind against both physical and magical attacks.

The defense of this wind shield is extremely amazing, maybe one surface-to-air auto-homing missile is not powerful enough to destroy this wind shield, but that surface-to-air auto-homing missile has six.

The first missile slammed into the shield of the wind, and it exploded, blowing the shield of the wind into a bump, almost breaking it, and before the shield of the wind could be restored, a succession of missiles bombarded the shield of the wind.

I saw a series of explosions resounding in the sky, and a pile of debris flew in all directions, and there were no more humanoid objects in the sky.

As soon as the swamp giant crocodile cast its magic, in just a dozen seconds, it killed seven intermediate swordsmen, one intermediate magician, and it was fierce.

"Damn bastard!" In this team, the strongest leader of the seventh-level swordsman was also a battle-hardened powerhouse, and as soon as he saw the swamp spreading to this side, he immediately lost the precious magic armor weighing dozens of catties and had two trigger magic spells on his body and threw it to the ground.

The swordsman knew at the first moment that if he continued to wear this heavy magical armor, he would also become a wisp of unjust soul who died under the fire of the swamp crocodile.

After removing the heavy magic armor, the swordsman also poured out a cyan fighting aura from his feet, and his body continued to flash with cyan fighting qi, approaching Zhao Feng in an irregular way at a speed faster than the two thieves.

The other two thieves also spared Zhao Feng from both sides.

The three of them all knew very well that it was a matter of life and death at this time, and if the swamp giant crocodile continued to exert its ferocity like this, all three of them would die without a place to bury.

Zhao Feng had been using the swamp monitor lizard as a cover to retreat, and with that third-level perception, he felt that the three people were rushing towards him, and he couldn't help but sneer, and took out an assault rifle with his hand.

After Zhao Feng took out his firearm, he fired at the right.

The dense barrage focused on a thief two hundred meters away, instantly knocking him into a sieve.

Zhao Feng took a few steps back, turned the muzzle of the gun, and fired a flurry to the left, easily knocking the other thief into a sieve. The third-level assault rifle specialization made Zhao Feng's shooting level extremely terrifying.

That swordsman had already taken this opportunity to get within a hundred meters of Zhao Feng, and as long as he got closer to fifty meters, he would be able to unleash a powerful and extremely terrifying Dou Qi Slash, slashing at Zhao Feng fifty meters away. With the terrifying speed of this sword master, a distance of fifty meters would only take two seconds for him to cross!

This kind of speed can already be called a superhuman-like existence on the earth, if you don't use heavy firepower, light firepower will almost not have the slightest way to take this seventh-level sword master-level powerhouse.