"Kill him!"

A mercenary was the first to attack, and the dagger flashed cold, and slashed straight at the saber-toothed tiger. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Not to be outdone, the saber-toothed tiger suddenly burst into a shout like Tarzan, and went straight up.

"Dang Qiang!"

Two knives strike, sparks splash!

The saber-toothed tiger was born with divine power, and the mercenaries were invincible, and even the sword and the man were split in half.

At the same time, two mercenaries fired their bows left and right and surrounded him.

"Click!"

The saber-toothed tiger couldn't dodge, and a bloody cut was cut in his back.

"Grass, you group of ancestors!" the saber-toothed tiger roared, and the cold light of the steel knife in his hand poured out, directly cutting off the head of an unlucky egg.

Yan Long stepped forward in a chic Z-shaped position, and the wolf thorn in his hand cut through the sky like lightning, quickly slashing through the throat of a mercenary.

Just as he was about to kill the second mercenary, he suddenly saw a fierce figure, like a tiger descending from the mountain, and the dragon went out to sea and roared.

Yan Long was startled and subconsciously waved his knife to resist.

"Dang Qiang!"

The violent impact sound suddenly sounded, and Yan Long's arm was numb for a while, and half of his body lost his intuition.

He "kicked and stared" and took a few steps back, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

Seeing the "true face of Lushan" of the visitor, Yan Long couldn't help but be horrified.

"Mountain carving?"

The mountain eagle moved his muscles twice, and said disdainfully: "Why is it only you two wastes who come, the shrunken turtle of the war dragon?"

When the saber-toothed tiger saw the mountain eagle scolding him for being a waste, his heart was furious, and the steel knife in his hand suddenly rose and slashed through the air.

The mountain eagle glanced at him with slanted eyes, and with a punch to Tiangang, it blasted through the air.

"Dang Qiang!"

The saber-toothed tiger's body could not withstand such a strong impact, and it flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, and slammed into a big tree.

Seeing that the saber-toothed tiger was not the enemy of the mountain eagle's move, Yan Long's pupils suddenly tightened.

"True Martial Realm?"

The mountain carving laughed proudly: "Haha, haha, Yanlong, although your kid's skills are average, this vision is quite poisonous." That's right, this is the strength of a True Martial Realm powerhouse!"

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly clenched his fists and slammed into an ancient tree.

"Click!"

The ancient tree shook violently twice, and then fell to the ground with a bang. The birds above, flapping their wings back and forth, fled in panic.

The mountain carving made his knuckles "creaking" and said coldly: "The feng shui here is not bad, you two are buried here, and you can be regarded as dead without regrets!"

The murderous voice was still floating back and forth in mid-air. The whole person of the mountain carving, like a tiger fighting a rabbit, pounced on the Yanlong and the saber-toothed tiger.

"Bang!"

At this life-and-death juncture, a piercing gunshot suddenly rang out.

Although the mountain carving is a master of the true martial arts realm, it is still flesh and blood after all, and it can't shake the bullet, and there is a bloody hole in its shoulder at the moment.

"Bang!"

The gunshots rang out again, and an unlucky man, with a blooming eyebrow, fell to the ground.

The mercenaries under the mountain carving are not vegetarians. Although it was a sudden attack, they still stabilized their position at the first time and fired back on the spot.

Seeing this scene, Yan Long suddenly took out a smoke bomb and threw it directly.

"Bang!"

A bullet hit the smoke bomb accurately, and the smoke bomb exploded in the air, and the pungent smoke immediately diffused.

In the primeval jungle, the light is already dim. Now the smoke is full, and I can't see my fingers.

The bullets are coming and going in mid-air, passing by, and hitting with pleasure.

The smoke was thick, and the mercenaries could not see Wang Hao's figure.

However, Wang Hao can use the magic power of perspective to see their every move.

The sniper scope quickly locked onto the head of an unlucky man.

The corners of Wang Hao's mouth rose, his fingers were slightly bent, and he suddenly knocked on the trigger.

"Bang!"

The hot bullets, like dormant vipers, erupted from the black chamber of the gun.

In the sniper scope, Wang Hao saw a bright red rose, blooming in the wind.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Almost at the same time, three bullets lined up and swept in. Make three pits in the ground the size of watermelons.

The opponent's firepower was too fierce, Wang Hao was lonely and could not scream, he was suppressed in the dirt pit, and he did not dare to show his head.

At this moment, a bullet erupted from an unexpected direction.

The mercenary in charge of fire suppression had a bowl-sized blood hole in his head and fell to the ground.

The person who shot this time was an iceberg!

Under the advice of the iceberg, Wang Hao suddenly attacked, raised his hand with a shot, and knocked down the unlucky guy lying on the tree.

The mountain eagle and the dragon tooth special combat team have dealt with each other many times, and they are very clear about the terrifying strength of the other party. Now that night had fallen, the woods were filled with smoke again. The view is completely obstructed, and you can't figure out what the situation is?

At the same time, the mercenaries also took out infrared night vision devices one after another. With the help of such high-tech equipment, you can search for the specific location of the enemy.

Seeing this scene, a smug sneer appeared on the corner of Wang Hao's mouth.

He pulled out a flare and threw it into the air.

"Huh!"

The flare exploded in the air, and the dazzling bright light made those mercenaries who had just put on night vision devices all have brilliant white light in front of them. There was a stinging pain in his eyes, all of which were temporarily blind and blind.

"Ah, my eyes, my eyes......"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Wang Hao and Bingshan cooperated quite tacitly, and when the enemy was in chaos, they knocked the trigger one after another.

The two unlucky eggs, whose eyebrows suddenly blossomed, snorted, and fell directly to the ground.

"Retreat!" Seeing the heavy losses on his side, the mountain eagle was indignant, gritting his teeth and giving the order to retreat.

"Iceberg, cover me!"

Wang Hao saw that the mountain eagle wanted to escape, so he shouted at the iceberg, and his figure was like a cheetah, and chased straight out.

"Bang!"

A bullet grazed his clothes and struck the trunk of a nearby tree, leaving a hole the size of a bowl.

"Bang!"

Another bullet struck the stone under his feet. The stone is shattered in the air, and if it is half a beat slower, it is not the stone that is broken.

Wang Hao was in the thorn bush, rolling four or five times in a row. Thorns like pins cut through his clothes, and his arms, legs, and shoulders were all covered in bloody Taoism.

However, Wang Hao did not care about this. He was like a pine or cypress rooted in a cliff, clutching at the rock and shooting back on the spot.

At the same time, the iceberg is also in the other direction, suppressing the mercenaries with fire.

The flame dragon and the saber-toothed tiger also took advantage of the chaos to crawl forward among the thorns. quietly outflanked him, intending to make the mountain carving, a sworn enemy, directly wrap dumplings......

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Will the mountain carving hang up?

(To be continued.) )