In the streets covered by night, sporadic gunshots sounded from time to time, and fires suddenly appeared in the dark, like gorgeous fireworks. In the ruins, dozens of figures were running continuously, chasing each other, and from time to time, letting out low roars.

Just half an hour ago, Li Feng and others finally encountered the last two mercenary teams. There were eight people on the other side, and there were only four of them. Among them, Turner only had the ability of the second-level fighting domain, which was slower than everyone in speed. In order to protect Turner, the team where Li Feng was located was gradually caught up. The three fastest enemies were only one hundred meters away from Li Feng, and bullets kept roaring out of their weapons, hitting Li Feng's double-layer crystal shield, sputtering sparks.

Another bullet rubbed past Li Feng's cheek, and the scorching airflow made Li Feng's face twitch unnaturally. He suddenly raised his eyebrows, and his fast moving steps suddenly stopped, turned around, raised his gun, and a series of actions were completed in one second, completed in one go.

"Bang!"

The sniper rifle roared, and the bullets shot towards a burly man in front. At the same time, more bullets roared towards Li Feng, like violent raindrops.

The next second, the enemy suddenly let out a scream, and slid for a few meters before falling heavily to the ground. The bullets of the sniper rifle penetrated his feet hard, smashing his entire sole.

Bullets kept hitting the double-layer crystal shield in front of Li Feng, making crackling sounds. Li Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his middle fingers at the other two enemies, made a provocative move, and then pointed the gun at the other enemy, a thin man.

The thin man seemed to feel the murderous aura of the sniper rifle, screamed, and dodged towards an abandoned building like lightning, with a look of horror on his face. At this time, Li Feng had already carried the sniper rifle on his back and chased Angelina and others like lightning. The blurred figure was soon swallowed by the darkness.

"Damn it! I was fooled by him again!" The thin man was called Locke, a genius in the fourth level of the fighting domain. He cursed angrily, his body suddenly bounced up, and chased Li Feng again. During the half-hour pursuit, he had been fooled by Li Feng more than once.

This man named Li Feng was obviously only in the third level of the fighting domain, but he had amazing endurance and energy, as if he had endless physical strength, and seemed to have endless energy to support him in releasing the double crystal shield. In the first ten minutes of the pursuit, Locke could continue to narrow the gap with Li Feng, but when his physical strength continued to lose and his speed had to slow down, the opponent could still maintain the speed of sprinting with all his strength.

"Let's go!" Li Feng suddenly shouted loudly, holding Turner, who was already exhausted and panting on his shoulder, suddenly jumped onto a two-meter-high platform, and then jumped down from the platform and ran forward with all his strength.

"Li Feng, how many enemies are left?" Angelina jumped down with Li Feng. She is now a fourth-level psychic and can still deal with such a running. The highest enemy is only level 4. Just now, one of them was temporarily nullified by Li Feng.

"7." Li Feng replied briefly, his body suddenly stopped and showed a smile: "I think we may not have to run away now."

"Damn it, why did you stop?" Mopoer stared at the suddenly stagnant light spots representing the seven mercenaries on the display screen, and couldn't help but curse. About twenty kilometers away from these light spots, three other mercenary teams were driving armed jeeps. It only took ten minutes to arrive at the battlefield and join the pursuit of the target. Mopoer had reason to believe that as long as reinforcements arrived, the target would not fly.

However, he still had some vague concerns. Within the half hour he had just pursued, the target team seemed to be extremely powerful. At such a disadvantage, he killed three mercenaries and seriously injured one. Within twenty minutes, everything was hard to say. He subconsciously slowly picked up the coffee cup and delivered it to his mouth. The coffee inside had already been drunk.

"Click!"

The coffee cup was crushed by him the next moment, and just now, another light spot on the screen disappeared.

"Boss Locke, the target seems to have stopped." The sound from the communicator made Locke stop immediately while running, hiding his body behind a wall. He touched the cold sweat on his head. The terrifying man might be hiding somewhere, aiming at Locke's head.

Behind him, all six team members hid themselves. Locke let out a long breath, carefully poked his head out of the wall, trying to see clearly the situation ahead. Why did the target stop, was it injured, or had no physical strength? He quickly determined his second guess, how could a third-level psychic genius have such sufficient physical strength, or if he ran for another five minutes, Locke himself would be unable to hold on.

Thinking of this, he showed a smug smile, jumped over the wall, held up his gun, and slowly approached ahead. He waved his hand, and the six team members behind him followed carefully, slowly approaching the target in a fan shape.

"Da da da! Da da da da!"

However, at this moment, a sturdy figure suddenly jumped off the opposite platform and rushed towards Locke like lightning. He held two automatic rifles in his left and right hands, constantly pouring out roaring bullets.

Locke's eyes shrank violently. He was not afraid of bullets that were only equivalent to second-level attacks, but was surprised. Is this man crazy? He rushed towards him like this? Does he want to fight against a team of seven people alone? Besides, he is just a third-level psychic.

"Enemy attack!"

The long screams of fear and anger suddenly cut through the quiet night. The next moment, seven machine guns roared at the same time and shot towards Li Feng. Raindrop-like bullets continued to bombard the double crystal shield in front of Li Feng. In this short moment, Li Feng had already rushed to Locke, threw away the automatic rifle in his hand, and pulled out two dazzling sabers.

Locke grinned, threw away the rifle in his hand, pulled out the jagged saber like lightning, and faced Li Feng.

"call!"

Li Feng was like an agile cheetah, and two dazzling sabers suddenly intertwined in front of him, separated in an instant, and slashed hard towards Locke's ribs.

Lock's speed is obviously faster than Li Feng, which is also the advantage of the fourth-level psychics against third-level psychics. The fourth-level psychics are stronger than the third-level psychics in terms of speed, strength and defense. Lock shouted softly, completely ignored Li Feng's two swords, and stabbed Li Feng straight into Li Feng's abdomen.

"Swish!" The saber tore the last few layers of double-layer crystal shields and suddenly pierced into Li Feng's abdomen. After entering five centimeters deep, it was tightly clamped by Li Feng's muscles. The red blood instantly dyed Li Feng's combat uniform red.

Li Feng groaned and suddenly launched a violent attack. With his third-level power, his attack power was almost equivalent to that of the fourth-level. Two rays of bright light were slashed in front of him, and slashed hard on Locke's waist, with a stance of cutting Locke in the waist.

Lock's face suddenly turned pale. He didn't expect that the other party would burst into such a powerful combat power when stabbed in the abdomen. It seemed that the man in front of him could not feel the pain of the wound at all. He didn't expect that the man would choose this kind of fighting method that was similar to death.

Does he think that this will kill everyone? In Locke's idea, perhaps Li Feng would bleed and die if he didn't kill him. The vitality of the fourth-level psychic is no longer as strong as that of the third-level psychic.

Lock shouted loudly, pulled away, avoiding Li Feng's double blades. At the same time, the saber in his hand also left Li Feng's body and made a terrifying sound, which was the sound of serrated tearing the muscles. Li Feng chased after him, and the double blades continued to chop towards Locke's waist.
Chapter completed!