Before rebirth, he was the assistant of Mebius.

In the execution ground, another fusion warrior standing next to Ling Feng instantly drew out the sword from his waist and blocked the sword for Ling Feng at an extremely fast speed.

Immediately, Ling Feng broke free from the special rope that bound his hands, snatched away the sword that had just blocked the blow for him, and killed the two fusion warriors beside him as quickly as possible.

In order to prevent the Fire Chasing Moth from finding out about Minnelli's head later, Ling Feng could only kill the person who saved him, creating the appearance that the other person was possessed by his ability to control his consciousness.

"I'm sorry, leader... I won't die." Ling Feng smiled and shook off the remaining blood on the sword.

Now that the execution order and the reasons for the execution have been released, Ling Feng's resistance and mass killing are excusable. Therefore, it cannot be regarded as rebellion, but at most it is an act of self-preservation.

"Old fox, it seems that you are the one who will be executed today." Ling Feng said with a smile, but he did not say this sentence. After all, there were too many eyes around him. If he said this sentence, he would be exposed. That’s the purpose.

A powerful sound broke through the air, and Ling Feng dodged the sudden attack.

But the person who launched the attack was considered to have high-end combat power, so he did not hesitate and immediately adjusted his body shape and swung his swords at Ling Feng several times in a row.

His attack was very fast, without any flaws in his movements, but facing Ling Feng's inhuman reaction speed and observation ability, he was still a little behind.

Just when Ling Feng was about to take another 10%, several more powerful warriors rushed forward and attacked Ling Feng with very tacit cooperation, which forced Ling Feng to distance himself temporarily to avoid the sharp attack.

After all, Ling Feng couldn't use his power now. Facing the high-intensity combos of four high-end combat powers at the same time, he would still suffer a loss if he was not careful.

The huge battle ax came from Ling Feng's back. Ling Feng quickly turned around and held the sword across his chest, barely blocking the blow. However, because he weighed less than fifty kilograms, he was still overwhelmed by this huge attack. The impact force sent him flying.

Fortunately, Ling Feng's strong adaptability and combat handling ability allowed him to adjust his body shape and land perfectly on the ground the moment he was knocked into the air, and at the same time distanced himself from the fifth person who joined the battle.

The blade of the sword had been bent after being hit, and Ling Feng threw it to the ground.

The long sword would limit Ling Feng's ability to exert force, so he decided to fight in his own way. No martial arts skills were worth mentioning in front of Ling Feng's pure power.

As time went on, more and more people joined the battle, and Ling Feng began to struggle.

After all, these guys are a bit difficult to deal with. Coupled with the tacit cooperation and the flawless wheel battle, Ling Feng has not felt tired yet, but he has begun to become impatient. After all, he has no power. Ling Feng cannot solve them all at once. And close combat is what they are good at.

"Let's deal with the leader first." Ling Feng glanced at the leader of the Fire Chasing Moth hiding on a high platform in the distance and said.

But this almost imperceptible eye movement was still accurately captured by the distant artificial intelligence "Prometheus" and the general idea was analyzed.

Break out quickly, then kill the leader directly, and finally get captured, leaving the rest to Minnelli.

Ling Feng's original plan was like this, but somehow, the soldiers surrounding the edge of the execution ground and the snipers outside seemed to know Ling Feng's thoughts. As long as he got close to the edge of the venue, they started making plans over and over again. The attacks continued until Ling Feng was forced to the center of the field again.

"Well...it's getting more and more difficult."

"It's obviously the first time for this group of people to cooperate. Why are they so well-trained?" Ling Feng stood in the center of the field, constantly scanning the surroundings with the corner of his eyes, trying to find weak points in the defense.

However, the distribution of each high-end combat power is very even. When Ling Feng wants to break out from one side, the rest of the people will immediately converge there. After forcing Ling Feng back, those people will return to their original positions. Bit.

"It's impossible to break through without getting hurt. Is this also the result of Prometheus' calculation? It's really troublesome."

"In the end, do you still have to rely on your own abilities?"

"In this case, let's just rush out at once?" Ling Feng thought, and immediately rushed towards the outskirts of the execution ground, not caring about the sword blades that were slashing at him, until he received a heavy punch from the crowd. 's attack.

The pain in his abdomen and the unparalleled impact directly caused Ling Feng to fly backwards.

"Now." The sniper in the distance had already set up his weapon. Super-large-caliber bullets burst out from the special sniper rifle. After the deafening explosion, a warhead as thick as a thumb and as long as an index finger pierced the air. The force shot toward the center of Ling Feng's head.

When Ling Feng reacted, it was already too late. He was in the air, and without the help of his powers, he could not change his flight trajectory and could not avoid it.

A bullet of this caliber can easily penetrate the shell of a tank, right?

Said to be a bullet, this kind of thing can definitely be called a "cannonball", right? If this thing hits the head, how can any carbon-based creature be able to resist?

"This is not good."

If his whole head was smashed, Ling Feng would need a lot of time to repair it, and during this time, he would be completely passive.

"It doesn't matter if your arms are smashed or your palms are smashed, but your head must not be smashed." Ling Feng thought like this and stretched out his hand to block. He wanted to use his strong physical fitness to block as much as possible and minimize the impact on the head. s damage.

After the gunshot, Ling Feng, who should have been bleeding on the spot, fell to the ground because of the impact, without even a trace of blood on his body.

Not hit? It was absolutely impossible. Ling Feng had clearly felt the warhead touch the palm of his hand.

But why?

Opening his palm, the warhead was tightly nestled in Ling Feng's palm.

The tip of the warhead actually had dents.

The skin of Ling Feng's palm was not even punctured, leaving only a small patch of bright red.

This warhead actually failed to penetrate the skin of Ling Feng's palm.

Ling Feng understood that his body was very strong, and his skin's toughness was certainly not low, but that did not mean he could withstand an attack of this level.

Normally, Ling Feng would bleed after being hit by a normal-caliber bullet, although it would heal after a while.

But now, he just received this special warhead shot at super high speed, and his skin was not even punctured.

At that moment, the strength of his body's defense had definitely reached a very terrifying level, just like...in that space, the Herrscher of the Sea easily received his full blow.