Life is always full of surprises or shocks.

For war, you are never ready.

"We don't need to go to support?"

"No, not for now. There is a high chance that it is just a feint. Even if it is true, it will not be served at this time."

The other legions at the headquarters set off one after another, but Zheng Li's Peace Corps was ordered to stay where they were.

That's not good news, that's not bad news

"As the sharp knives of the hunting king, we will not appear until the prey is tired."

So, when will the prey become tired? Zheng Li touched his forehead and sighed.

"I understand, and I will keep my people in check."

The prey at this moment is still the top hunter. As long as it satisfies its desire to kill and even returns with a full load, it will truly fall into exhaustion.

Such an order was issued, which also meant that the hunting group would not enter the battlefield in the early and middle stages of the war.

Then, we can only watch our compatriots fight to the death

Waiting is also a part of war, but seeing the death signals one after another and the cancellation of legion numbers makes people uneasy and at the same time laments their own powerlessness.

"The Thirty-first Son of God was defeated!"

"In the West End War Zone, two more divine son-level combat forces have been defeated."

"The secret weapon of Dongying War Zone has been analyzed. It is a space-time range disruption weapon. It will probably take a while to reproduce it. If we only take out targeted defensive weapons, it should be enough in a week."

"Let them speed up, people are dying on the front line every day, three days at most, three days at most!"

There is a lot of bad news, but there is even more good news. When the Atel people's first round of outbreak was completed, when their elite and top combat power entered the territory of mankind, they naturally suffered a backlash.

Just like the original humans, the spread of the battle front has become the possibility of widespread hunting.

Every day, every hour, even every minute, there is news that high-end combat power has been harvested. Those high-end combat power that took hundreds of thousands of years to develop have been subjected to various targeted attacks.

"I join the hunting team and I just kill some second-rate guys, so that's no problem."

Zheng Li couldn't help it and finally made up his mind.

But this time, his opinion was not rejected because on this occasion, many other people in the hunting group, and even other hunting groups, had quietly left.

Discipline? Everyone is dead, and his own people are dying in front of him. How can a soldier have any discipline?

However, they are still relatively conscious, and they are all "attacking the weak with the strong" and fighting a downwind battle with a high survival rate. Once the situation is not going well or they encounter risks, they will not hesitate to choose to retreat. At this time, their lives no longer belong to them.

Own.

"Bring Cancer and Aries."

After receiving the permission, Zheng Li set off with the whole group without hesitation. The first target to hunt was a six-winged direct descendant of the god.

He is an attacker on the battlefield, but the feathers on his six wings are explosive weapons. He is the king of endless storms and hunting battles. When he first appeared on the horizon, the flames and storms tore apart all defense lines.

The most troublesome thing is actually its storm attribute, which brings extremely high mobility. It goes without saying how disgusting the high-speed bomber is.

But this time, he encountered the same type of opponent, no, a hunter who came specifically to restrain him!

"Master."

When Jiang Fengyin took the lead, the phantoms of Rakshasa gathered behind him, and the false god with thousands of hands and feet walked into the mortal world.

Artillery, red arrows, ice swords, blood drops, armor-piercing heavy artillery, and countless heavy fire weapons of various names, all attacked the "bird" in the sky.

Time is a ruthless judge, but it is also the most merciful healer. After "Rakshasa" Jiang Fengyin healed his injuries, he naturally re-entered the battlefield.

This time, with resources, companions, and a cheat-like guide, the "Master" easily surpassed the limitations of myth.

One person is the output firepower of a group. When Jiang Fengyin dyed the entire sky red with the power of one person, everyone knew the weight of the "phoenix-colored sky".

"Woo!"

The giant bird did not stop there. After several hours of bloody battle, it was still not afraid of any mortal challenge even though it was covered in scars.

It accelerated suddenly, spread its wings, and appeared hundreds of meters away in an instant, seemingly easily getting rid of the firepower of Jiang Fengyin's formation.

But a strange scene happened. The fire array floated upwards and blocked the giant bird!

"mortal!"

The roar was meaningless. Judging from the result, this guy simply committed suicide.

At this moment, Zheng Li's vision of the future, coupled with Master's perfect "refraction", created this grand occasion.

"Ignorance, inferiority, curse you, curse you, do you think this kind of thing can kill me? Stupid"

Like other direct descendants of the Atel people, one thing they have in common is that they keep talking when they start fighting, but as it said, an attack of this level is still too early to kill.

"Boom!"

The six wings suddenly unfolded, and countless flames and thunders emerged from them, directly hitting the group of human firepower that was close at hand.

At this moment, it emptied its long-reserved firepower and directly collided with human anti-air firepower.

Each artillery piece, throwing props, and arrows disintegrated instantly. The mythical combat power of mankind and the Son of God were locked in a long-distance battle, but in fact, there was no chance of winning as always.

However, the people below were already smiling.

Even after twenty years, Jiang Fengyin is still a newcomer to the mythology rather than a top mythology. These seemingly intimidating firepower groups are dense and scattered. To put it bluntly, the lethality is insufficient. It is enough to clean up the miscellaneous soldiers and kill the Shenzi Company.

It is difficult to break through the defense.

But this time the ferocious attack forced the already frightened Titan to directly launch the firepower of the next attack, which had already made a lot of money.

Of course, this alone is not enough.

The high-speed air combat type Shenzi is the most helpless and disgusting. If it cannot be killed at one time, its mobile combat will cause continuous blood loss on the battle line.

Zheng Li cast his gaze behind him, where there was his own spiritual tribe and a way to solve it.

As a long-range archer, Xiao Bailong is already a powerful enough magic weapon, but with the thunder attribute, she is naturally not suitable for hunting the storm attribute Bird God Son.

If so, any "god" is a target to be restrained and hunted.

"Sagittarius"

But unfortunately, Zheng Li's look only elicited a silent shake of the head from the man.

Zheng Li sighed helplessly. He also knew that any trump card was important at this time, especially the trump card that had not been revealed.

"Zheng Li, you'd better take a rest. It's enough to leave this kind of matter to us. Oh, this year, right now, is when Feng Mingliu becomes famous."

After a quick glance, he saw "junior brother" and "junior nephew" one by one, and Zheng Li agreed.

Time flies, and with the rise of Zheng Li, Fengmingliu has unstoppably become the most prestigious archer sect in Shiqian City. Although its entry threshold is high, the terrifying success rate of its disciples has attracted countless new forces.

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Later, as time went by, they could not help but enter the more important battlefield, the Southern Continent.

Considering Zheng Li's relationship with them, it was natural for Zheng Li to take control of the situation. However, when Zheng Li saw his "Sister Yinzi" in the Southern Continent, he lost his temper but could not drive her back.

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Now, Feng Mingliu also has double-digit quasi-myths. It has a reserve of myths and will choose to hunt the Bird God Son because the Peace Corps has a prominent reputation in the shooter position.

Now, when each of the sharpshooters displays their entire array, and when the sky is filled with turning and prophetic god-killing arrows, the high-speed Bird God Son encounters the biggest dilemma in this world.

But even so, killing gods is still not a simple matter.

Half an hour, two hours later, after Zheng Li and the top combat forces of the escort personally came on the scene to intercept the enemy, at the seventeenth hour of the battle, Toriko Shenzi, who "went deep alone" but could not escape the air defense net, became the prey.

"Report! Zheng Li's Peace Corps and Fengming Style Bow Masters, kill the 'Angel of Disaster!'"
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