When Zhang Feng rushed over despite his soul, six men in armor were protecting a woman in white robes while fighting and retreating.

There are about twenty people on the other side, five of whom are responsible for blocking the monsters outside, while the remaining fifteen are constantly attacking the seven.

The woman was dressed in a white robe, with snow-white skin, a tall figure, and a slim figure. Under the white robe, her beautiful legs were as white as jade, making Zhang Feng unable to take his eyes away.

At this time, the woman remained calm even though she was surrounded. A fiery red and an icy blue crystal ball were constantly moving around her.

The woman is like a fairy who does not eat the fireworks of the world, with a pure temperament.

At this time, the woman raised her hand, and a flame flew out of her hand and quickly condensed into a fireball in the air.

The woman waved her hand, and the fireball suddenly split into three parts and flew towards the three men with bayonets surrounding him.

Zhang Feng saw it clearly, felt dizzy and said: "You read that right, mage?"

This is really unexpected. It can be regarded as the first long-range attack profession encountered on the battlefield.

Although I had known about such a profession for a long time in my memory, it was still a bit hard to believe when I saw it.

In the early stage, the long-range attack profession is a bit weak, but in the later stage, the range attack is indeed everyone's nightmare.

"Haha, Miss Long. Your fireball is not powerful enough, so let's try something more irritating." The bayonet man laughed wildly and split the fireball with one knife.

"Brothers, work harder to capture Miss Long. Young Master Wu will definitely get a reward." Another one shouted excitedly: "Miss Long is a rich man, and she has never been outside the family. Today she is in this claustrophobic space.

To sneak into the second level battlefield is really a feast for our eyes. Beautiful, so beautiful, not only the person is beautiful, but the legs are even more beautiful, it is like a fairy descending from the earth."

"Come on, give me a smile."

"..."

The obscene language spoken by a group of people was more filthy than the last, which made the woman frown.

However, the woman's attacks seemed to have a time interval. Each attack required a pause of several seconds. In addition, the power was not too strong, and she was unable to cause much damage to the person holding the bayonet.

The six people surrounding the woman gradually became unable to support the siege of fifteen people, and one person said anxiously: "Miss, please go first, we will help you block them."

"No, we have to go together." The woman shook her head stubbornly.

"Let's go quickly, miss. If something happens to you, we can't explain it to the master." Another person also said anxiously: "You must escape and find a way to the secondary battlefield."

"Escape, where are you going?" The man with the bayonet laughed wildly and said, "It's not easy for you to find this claustrophobic space. You still want to find a way out without a map. Come on, if you surrender, we will take you out."

"Young Master Wu really likes Miss Long, so don't be polite."

"Put yourself into Master Wu's arms. From now on, Bayonet and the Long family will join forces, and the third-level battlefield will be ours."

The men who carried the bayonet were very arrogant. They were talking casually while beating, looking relaxed and happy, and did not even notice that anyone was approaching them.

Zhang Feng had already arrived within twenty meters of these people before he was noticed by both parties.

When the soldiers on the women's side saw Zhang Feng and saw that he had not taken action and did not seem to know the man with the bayonet, he immediately said: "Brother, if you can help us, the Long family will definitely reward you heavily."

"Hey, here you come." The man with the bayonet looked at Zhang Feng. He didn't expect there was anyone else here. He couldn't help but look Zhang Feng up and down and said: "Brother, you'd better stay away from the bayonet thing. This is between us.

Grudges have nothing to do with you."

"Step aside and do whatever you have to do."

Zhang Feng looked at the man with the bayonet and said with a smile: "The Wu you are talking about is Wu Dazhong, right? That boy who only knows how to yell is quite crazy. I know him."

"you--"

When everyone at Bayonet heard that the tone was wrong, they immediately looked at Zhang Feng warily.

"who are you?"

The man holding the bayonet suddenly divided into several people and surrounded Zhang Feng.

Since we cannot be friends, we can only be enemies.

The purpose of the bayonet is not to kill those who only bayonet!

This means that anyone who is hostile to them will be killed no matter what the reason is.

So as soon as Zhang Feng's tone changed, the man with the bayonet became murderous.

"How many of you have in combat strength? Is it more than nine thousand?" Zhang Feng looked at the people around him casually.

Now, he has no fear at all with a combat power of less than 9,000. It is difficult to break open the magic shield, let alone hurt himself.

The woman on the other side frowned and reminded: "Be careful, they are specially selected by bayonets and sent to the secondary battlefield. The minimum combat strength is four thousand, and the leader probably has eight thousand combat strength."

The man with the bayonet laughed loudly and said: "Miss Long knows very well. You should know by now that you can't escape. The leader of this hall has not taken action yet. If he did, how could those bastards of yours survive until now?"

"It's only eight thousand. It's worse than Wu Daode. Why are you embarrassing yourself in front of me?" Zhang Feng shook his head disdainfully.

"You——" The person who claimed to be the hall master looked ugly.

He felt that there was something wrong with this man, and he didn't even pay attention to the son of Elder Xue Dao. You must know that Wu Daode was in the third form of genetic mutation, and he was a well-known master in Bayonet.

Such a person would not dare to be looked down upon in a third-level battlefield. How could he meet such an arrogant boy in a claustrophobic space? The hall master began to be cautious.

Zhang Feng hooked up with the man who claimed to be the leader of the hall. How do you want to die? I don't have a good impression of bayonets. The people who were slaughtered here a few days ago were average. Now I meet a man with eight thousand, I don't know if it is enough."

The hall master's heart sank suddenly, and he said solemnly: "Who are you?"

A few days ago, the bayonet did send a group of people into the claustrophobic space. This is a secret inside the bayonet, and it is difficult for outsiders to know.

A man who had no fondness for bayonets actually knew this secret.

Especially from this man's tone, it seemed as if those people were all dead.

Although there was no one in that group of people who was stronger than him, they were also elites picked out by bayonets, and they killed them whenever they asked. This was a bit too unbelievable.

"You talk a lot of nonsense. If you don't want to take action, then I will."

Zhang Feng flipped his hand, and the flame gun fell into his palm and he swiped it at the bayonets surrounding him.

He doesn't like dragging his feet and making ink marks when fighting, so he strikes with all his strength.

The first person I encountered dragged him up and actually held him at knifepoint.

"Click."

The sword broke, the gun body swept across the armor, and the man and the armor were directly cut into two pieces.

At this time, the strength of the gun did not weaken at all, and it was directly swept at the waist of the second person, cutting the second person in two.

Then the third person and the fourth person!

The four people standing in front of Zhang Feng were shot into two pieces in the blink of an eye, which was unbelievable.

The warriors on the women's side looked terrified!

But then several soldiers were overjoyed.

This unknown person came up to kill him. He obviously had a grudge against the bayonet. In this way, they had a powerful reinforcement on their side.

As the saying goes - the enemy of your enemy is your friend! This sentence is not true at all.

The scalp of the man with the bayonet was numb. He didn't expect that the man who suddenly appeared was so vicious.

The combat power of these four people is more than 4,000. It is a bit shocking to kill four people with a gun.

The hall leader's eyelids twitched and he had a very bad premonition. He held his sword across his chest and said in a deep voice: "Friend, do we have no grudges?"

"You have a grudge!" Zhang Feng answered simply. A soldier who stepped up and raised his hand to pierce a bayonet with his gun sneered: "You hurt my people, of course I will take revenge!"

The hall master saw that this man was more ruthless than a bayonet.

"Let's go together." Zhang Feng raised his fingers at the man with the bayonet and said forcefully: "Since you want to enter the second-level battlefield, you must get through me first."

"Wha-what?" The six soldiers on the women's side gasped and became coldhearted when they heard that Zhang Feng actually wanted one man to bayonet sixteen soldiers.

"No, it's impossible. The opponent has a master with eight thousand combat power."

"With the combined efforts of sixteen people, I'm afraid even Wu Daode wouldn't dare to shout like that."

“Isn’t this person capable of over 10,000 battles?”

Several soldiers were discussing.

The leader of the bayonet hall has also seen the crisis, waved his hand and said sternly: "Let's kill him together."

The remaining sixteen people immediately gave up on the woman and the other seven people gathered around Zhang Feng.

The hall leader had a premonition of a huge crisis, as if this time they had met someone they should never touch.

Zhang Feng was very decisive and took action before the 16-man encirclement was completed.

The five-foot spear was swept out with flames.

The hall master shouted loudly: "Don't force the answer!"

There is no need for the hall master to shout, no one dares to answer directly.

After all, the scene where Zhang Feng hit four people with one shot is still vivid in his mind, and no one can forget it.

"boom!"

Fiery Strike!

Zhang Feng's shield hit the ground, and the entire ground within a radius of ten meters burst into flames.
To be continued...