Liu Feng quickly turned his head like a conditioned reflex and saw a native who was covered with various bright feathers and covered with black armor. He was standing two feet away. He was holding a black wooden stick-like thing in his hand, staring at Liu Feng with murderous eyes.

The native actually had a rich human expression on his face. His eyes were stern, and there seemed to be a hint of mockery at the corner of his mouth, as if he was mocking Liu Feng's hidden level was so bad.

A cold sweat broke out from Liu Feng's back. The native was quietly approaching within two feet under his high alert! Whether it was dressed or his expression, it showed that this was the "king" among the natives!

This indigenous person had no special weapons except the black stick in his hand. Of course, Liu Feng would not be deceived by this superficial phenomenon. He felt that the danger of this indigenous person was even greater than the sum of other indigenous peoples.

"Damn humans, you dare to massacre my people. You are dead!" The indigenous king actually spoke and scolded.

Although the tone is a bit strange, it is indeed human language.

As he spoke, the black wooden stick in his hand pointed at Liu Feng lightly.

Liu Feng's hair stood up, and the huge sense of crisis made him quickly roll towards the side with his sniper rifle in his arms.

A blue flame spurted out from the top of the black wooden stick, and with a roar, bombarding the bluestone where Liu Feng set up his gun, exploding the bluestone into pieces. A pit half a foot deep appeared within a two-meter radius on the ground. Liu Feng, who was lucky enough to dodge the past, fell backwards by the explosion, and the sniper rifle in his hand was also thrown to the ground.

"What kind of weapon is this? Just one finger has such great power. Is this native a superpower? No, I should be unable to dodge the attack of the superpower." Liu Feng's mind quickly turned his mind, and the pistol was already in his hand.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Liu Feng fired continuously. Only a distance of six or seven meters, the bullets he fired seemed to deliberately avoid the natives, and they all shot out! The agility of the indigenous king was simply incredible, and the speed of the bullet seemed to slow down countless times in front of him.

When there was only one bullet in the magazine, Liu Feng stopped shooting. The indigenous king dodged the bullet instead of using his body to resist, which at least means that he had not reached the level of invulnerability. This bullet could not be easily shot out no matter what. Liu Feng did not think that in front of this indigenous person with such agility, he could have time to calmly replace the bullet.

The indigenous black wooden sticks seemed to have a certain time interval. Seeing Liu Feng silenced, the indigenous king showed a trace of disdain in his eyes and quickly stuck it up like a ghost.

Before Liu Feng could see the position clearly, he was hit hard on his lower abdomen. The force on the stick was extremely powerful, and a severe pain spread throughout his body.

Growing in the wilderness for many years has made his ability to resist and fight. Although this stick caused unbearable pain, his bones did not break. While being attacked, he raised his leg and swept it with great force! Unexpectedly, he kicked it in vain. The cunning indigenous king had already dodged far away with one move. Liu Feng staggered and almost fell down due to excessive force.

Huh! Another powerful and powerful stick hits head-on.

Although Liu Feng was not as light and quick as the Aboriginal King, he had the assistance of high-level crisis sensing and his reaction was not slow. His body shifted slightly and he ran towards the Aboriginal King horizontally!

The two of them were both hit at the same time, and the Indigenous King's stick hit Liu Feng's left shoulder. At the same time, Liu Feng's right shoulder also hit the Indigenous King's body heavily.

The indigenous king was strong, but he suffered a loss because his height and weight were relatively small. He was hit and he stepped back five or six steps.

He roared angrily, and pounced on him like a cheetah, and swung his stick violently and violently at Liu Feng.

After being hit by two sticks, he also had a rough understanding of the power of the indigenous king. Liu Feng simply put on a defensive posture, not dodging or avoiding, and attacking with attacks. Every time the indigenous king hit Liu Feng, he would be counterattacked by Liu Feng's kick or a stock.

The two of them fought back and forth fiercely.

After more than a dozen rounds, Liu Feng's movements gradually began to become a little slow and stiff.

He felt vaguely that the stick was not just a pain when hitting his body. It seemed that it contained some toxin in the stick, and it began to slowly numb his nerves, making him move slower and slower. If it weren't for the ability to resist radiation, he might have fallen down now. Even so, the situation would be very unoptimistic. According to this trend, it won't take long to die under the indigenous people in front of him.

After forcing the Indigenous King back again, Liu Feng gasped for a few loud breaths. At this moment, he saw a sly smile on the corner of his mouth from the corner of his eyes, and suddenly he felt alert!

He fell down to one side desperately!

Unfortunately, it was still one step late, and the black wooden stick in the hands of the Aboriginal King sprayed out blue flames again!

The flames brushed against the skin on Liu Feng's chest and burst less than two meters in front of him!

A burnt smell of meat came out, and a large area of ​​skin on his chest was already bloody and bloody!

Liu Feng fell heavily to the ground. At this time, his Yu Guang quickly glanced at the sniper rifle that was more than ten meters away, and visually measured the location of the muzzle.

The indigenous king succeeded with a blow and screamed excitedly, and was about to pounce on him to bring about Liu Feng's life.

Liu Feng raised his hand and aimed the pistol at the Indigenous King. Seeing this, the Indigenous King quickly dodged to the side.

The muzzle of the pistol turned rapidly, aimed at a position, and with a bang, the last bullet was shot.

The ability of the Indigenous King to dodge bullet tracks made Liu Feng know that it is meaningless to shoot directly, because every moment the muzzle locks the enemy, it will be accurately sensed and dodged.

But this time, Liu Feng was not locking in the indigenous body, but the sniper rifle trigger in the distance!

The pistol bullet hit the trigger of the sniper rifle, and almost at the same time, the muzzle of the sniper rifle spewed out flames.

The penetration power of the armor-piercing bomb is unquestionable. The black armor on the chest of the Indigenous King cannot guarantee his safety at all.

The indigenous king widened his eyes, and looked at the holes the size of a fist were gushing with blood in his chest, and fell down unwillingly. He could not understand why he lost until he died.
Chapter completed!