Seeing the killers of the Burning Heaven Sect blocking the way, Wang Hao couldn't help frowning, and said, "The killers of the Burning Heaven Sect are really *** ghosts!"

Silver Fox remembered the three cruise missiles and reminded: "Be careful, they may have heavy weapons in their hands!"

Heavy weapons, this is the nemesis of a warrior.

No matter how strong a warrior is, he is also flesh and blood, and he can't compete with missiles and cannons.

When the enemy meets, he is very red-eyed. When the Jack saw Wang Hao, he immediately yelled hysterically like a rabbit with red eyes: "Rush me, kill them, kill them!"

With Jack's roar, twenty or thirty white-clothed killers rushed forward in order.

This is a group of well-trained killers, and the front row is full of machine gunners, alternating cover, strafing charges.

"Doodle, doodle......"

Rows of bullets, in a fan-attack formation, came in a frantic strafing pattern, hitting the snowdrifts with a thunderclap. The pungent smoke made people cry.

Wang Hao and the silver fox were thrown away in the process of escaping for their lives. Now the weapons in his hand, in addition to cold weapons such as whale knives, are only handguns that are carried closely.

Seeing that the Burning Heaven Sect would kill without saying a word, Wang Hao and the silver fox's brows were wrinkled into the word "Sichuan".

As far as the eye can see, there are unobstructed ice fields. The only hiding place is the cedar forest in front.

After Wang Hao and the silver fox exchanged glances with each other, they rolled on the spot and ran towards the cedar with their separate heads.

Several white-clothed killers sensed Wang Hao's intentions and rushed towards him on a sled.

Wang Hao held a whale chopping knife in his hand, picked it up in the air, rolled up thousands of piles of snow, and swept away.

The white-clothed killer who rushed in front was hit by the snow, his body center of gravity was unstable, and he fell on his back.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang Hao pulled out his pistol and shot at them at three short points.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The three unlucky eggs snapped their eyebrows, and bright red roses bloomed, drenching the snow into a dazzling bright red.

Taking advantage of the chaos of the white-clothed killers, Wang Hao quickly rushed over, picked up a handful of micro-charges, and took advantage of the fact that the other white-clothed killers had not had time to react, it was a crazy strafing.

At that moment, this group of white-clothed killers, like corn stalks cut down by a farmer's uncle, staggered and lying in a pool of blood.

At this moment, in the cedar forest, a bullet shot in a brilliant arc of light.

Wang Hao rolled on the spot, and the bullet flew past his ear, leaving a deep pit in the snow.

Seeing this scene, Wang Hao couldn't help but be shocked.

Sniper?

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The three bullets showed the shape of "Pin" and flew towards Wang Hao.

Wang Haoqiang calmed his mind, stepped on the seven stars, followed the S-shaped pace, ran around, and quickly approached the cedar forest.

"Bang!"

A bullet struck the snow beneath his feet, leaving a smoke-filled crater.

"Bang!"

Another bullet flew past his ear, causing his eardrums to buzz.

Wang Hao briefly visually measured the approximate distance between himself and the sniper in the cedar forest.

1000 meters!

800 meters!

600 meters!

When the straight-line distance was only the last 500 meters, he volleyed on his side, and with a slight dash, it was a crazy strafing shot.

"Doodle, doodle......"

The micro-punch bullet took on a fan-shaped shape, hitting the rows of cedars, thunderclapping, splashing piles of snow. The pungent smoke rose, wisps and streams, drifting away with the wind.

The two hapless snipers, swept by a stray bullet, let out a muffled grunt of pain, and fell on their backs in a pool of blood.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang Hao turned over with a harrier and grabbed a sniper rifle.

However, before he could stabilize his center of gravity, a shuttle of bullets poured down on him, striking, and the cedar trunks trembled, and the snow fell even more.

In order to avoid stray bullets, Wang Hao stumbled and fell heavily to the ground. Nibbled on a mouthful of snow, making his teeth a burst of **.

"Phew!" Wang Hao spat the ground and spit out the snow in his mouth.

"You are a group of masters, if you don't exert your authority, you don't know how many eyes does Lord Ma have?"

Wang Hao scolded indignantly, and pressed the yellow, orange, and orange bullets into the chamber one by one.

At this time, he has a sniper in hand and the momentum of looking at the world.

Soon, he locked on to his first target.

This is a white-clad killer with a micro-punch and a sled.

"Bang!"

Wang Hao's fingers bent slightly, and he suddenly knocked the trigger.

The scorching bullets, spewing out of the black chamber of the gun, were impartial, and hit the eyebrows of the white-clothed killer.

"Poof!"

The white-clothed killer spurted out a mouthful of blood on his back, like a rose blooming in the wind, a dazzling bright red.

Then, his body convulsed violently, and he collapsed heavily on the ice and snow.

At the same time, the white fox is also killing in all directions. She took advantage of her delicate and small body, like a ghost, and shuttled back and forth among the killers.

If those white-clothed killers are not careful, they will be directly cut by her.

"Silver Fox, I'll cover, you hurry up!" Wang Hao was worried that the silver fox would be injured, so he shouted at her urgently.

Hearing Wang Hao's shout, the silver fox did not hesitate and quickly slid towards Wang Hao.

Suddenly!

She couldn't help but be stunned when she saw Wang Hao aiming the black muzzle of the gun at her body.

"Bang!"

Wang Hao struck the trigger, and the hot bullet flew past the tip of the silver fox's hair, killing a white-clothed killer behind him on the spot.

Seeing that there had just been a face-to-face confrontation, Jack the was already lying on the ground with corpses lying on his side, and he was horrified, and shouted at the top of his throat: "Use a bazooka, blow them up, blow them up!"

Before Jack's words fell, the two white-clothed killers carried bazookas and bombarded the back of the silver fox running.

Seeing this, Wang Hao was shocked, and pounced towards the silver fox.

"Silver Fox, be careful!"

Before the words landed, Wang Hao was already holding the silver fox and rolling in the snow several times.

"Boom!"

A rocket exploded in the air, leaving a deep crater in the ground. The pungent smoke quickly spread.

"Are you okay?" Wang Hao shook his head vigorously, shook off the snow on his head, and asked the silver fox in his arms with concern.

The silver fox shook his head and responded, "It's okay!"

Just when Wang Hao and the silver fox looked at each other affectionately, Jack the shouted again.

"They're there, bomb me, blow them up, blow them up!"

"Bang!"

Another rocket came in a hurry.

"Nima, here you go again!"

Wang Hao scolded, and continued to roll in the snow with the silver fox in his arms.

This rocket landed in a snowdrift and exploded, leaving a pit more than half a person deep, and the tumbling air waves kicked up thousands of piles of snow.

Wang Hao threw the sniper rifle in his hand to the silver fox and said, "Silver fox, you cover me, I'll kill the raised by the!"

The silver fox took the sniper rifle that was still warm from Wang Hao's hand, nodded heavily, and admonished: "Be careful yourself!"

Wang Hao nodded, bit the whale slasher knife with his mouth, rolled in the snow on the spot, and quickly moved towards Jack the.

When the Jack saw Wang Hao, the killing god, coming at him again, he was trembling with fright, and shouted hysterically: "Give it to me, kill him, kill him!"