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Han Wanzhong looked through the scope and saw that Ouyang Zhiyuan's speed was like a whirlwind, dexterous like a cheetah, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed far away, quickly approaching the sniper.

That's a lot of speed! There are still 100 meters left.

100 meters...... Eighty meters ...... Fifty meters...... Twenty meters .......

Under the moonlight, Ouyang Zhiyuan was like a cloud of green smoke, and he circled behind the man, and he saw the sniper.

The man, dressed in black, lay there silently, like a sculpture, motionless, his head pressed tightly against the scope of the sniper rifle, and he almost stopped breathing.

This man is definitely a master sniper.

It's a pity that he ran into Ouyang Zhiyuan. Ouyang Zhiyuan snorted coldly.

The sniper was staring intently at the door of the off-road vehicle, as long as the other party opened the door and got out of the car, his bullet could penetrate the opponent's head in an instant.

Suddenly, a cold snort came from behind him. The sniper subconsciously turned his head to see who was behind him, and his neck was exposed, only to feel a chill on his neck, and a silver needle flashed coldly.

"Whoosh!"

"Poof!" the silver needle instantly pierced the sniper's throat, with a line of blood, piercing the back of the neck and stabbing against the boulder.

The guy wanted to shout, but his throat was hissing and leaking, and he couldn't make a sound.

This person's consciousness fell into infinite darkness in an instant.

Ouyang Zhiyuan rushed to the corpse like a whirlwind, grabbed a sniper rifle, installed a silencer, and instantly aimed at the sniper in the direction of four o'clock.

"Hit!"

Ouyang Zhiyuan let out a low sigh and pulled the trigger.

Han Wanzhong shot almost at the same time as Ouyang Zhiyuan.

"Poof!poof!" The heads of the two snipers burst open at the same time, and the brains burst.

Han Wanzhong rolled over, got out of the off-road vehicle, closed the door with one foot, and rushed out.

Ouyang Zhiyuan watched Han Wanzhong rush over as agile as a cheetah, and he couldn't help but secretly applaud.

is so agile and deserves to be the squad leader of the Fifth Special Operations Unit.

Ouyang Zhiyuan made a gesture at Han Wanzhong, and the two of them covered each other and rushed into the Black Wind Valley.

Guan Xiaojun came to the small broken temple in Black Wind Valley, and Miwa Shizuda snorted coldly: "You guys stay outside, Ouyang Zhiyuan is here, you kill him." ”

Miwa Shizuta looked down on Guan Xiaojun and them at all, and he wanted to let these Chinese people be cannon fodder.

Only he can kill Ouyang Zhiyuan.

Guan Xiaojun looked at the cold eyes of Shizuta Miwa, he took a step back and looked at his subordinates: "Go, if you see Ouyang Zhiyuan, kill him immediately." ”

Guan Xiaojun led people to ambush outside the small broken temple.

A man in black rushed in quickly.

"Report, Ouyang Zhiyuan and another person, killed three snipers, and came up. The man in black reported quickly.

Although Ouyang Zhiyuan and Han Wanzhong's sniper rifles were equipped with silencers, they still let the man in black find out.

As soon as Shizuta Miwa heard that Ouyang Zhiyuan was coming, he said in a low voice: "Rice bucket, three sniper masters, they actually let people kill them, it's really a rice bucket." ”

Miwa Shizuta roared and cursed.

Ouyang Zhiyuan's skills are so clever, the three top sniper masters actually let him kill him silently, it seems that Ouyang Zhiyuan is also a master among the masters.

Thinking of this, Miwa Shizuta's killing machine erupted like a volcano.

Well, it's a worthy opponent. Ouyang Zhiyuan, you are dead.

Is that the end of the Black Wind Valley?

Ouyang Zhiyuan looked at the moonlight, a swarthy ruined temple appeared in his sight.

The entire ruined temple exudes a murderous aura that makes people's hearts palpitate.

Ouyang Zhiyuan knew that inside the broken temple, there must be a top master hidden.

"Beware of ambushes. Ouyang Zhiyuan said in a low voice.

Han Wanzhong gestured, and the two covered each other, quickly forcing towards the ruined temple.

Guan Xiaojun, who was ambushed next to him, saw Ouyang Zhiyuan and a man at a glance, each holding a sniper rifle, rushing over quickly.

Guan Xiaojun's eyes were red, Ouyang Zhiyuan, you killed my father, Lao Tzu wants to avenge his father today, you are dead.

Guan Xiaojun faced Ouyang Zhiyuan and was about to pull the trigger.

Guan Xiaojun's pistol was reflected in the moonlight. This reflected light point exposed Guan Xiaojun's location.

Ouyang Zhiyuan suddenly saw that next to a rock, a bright light flashed, and he raised his hand to shoot.

"Bang!" A low, faint gunshot, Ouyang Zhiyuan's bullet hit Guan Xiaojun's arm.

"Ahh

As soon as Guan Xiaojun's subordinates saw that the boss had been shot, they raised their guns and shot at Ouyang Zhiyuan and Han Wanzhong.

"Bah...... Bang...... "For a moment, bullets flew sideways.

Ouyang Zhiyuan and Han Wanzhong dodged quickly.

"Bang...... Boom....... The sniper rifles in the hands of the two erupted flames.

"Poof! poof!"

Guan Xiaojun's two subordinates were beaten to the point that their heads were splashed with blood, and their brains burst out. Blood splattered the faces of several others.

The other subordinates were so frightened that they immediately lay on the ground, not daring to show their heads.

Ouyang Zhiyuan and Han Wanzhong rushed into the broken temple.

Han Beibei, who was tied to the pillar, suddenly heard the dense gunshots outside, and the little girl's face suddenly showed a look of ecstasy.

It must be Brother Ouyang who came to save himself.

"Brother Ouyang, I'm here. Han Beibei shouted loudly.

Ouyang Zhiyuan and Han Wanzhong heard Han Beibei's shouts, and the two quickly rushed into the broken temple.

Ouyang Zhiyuan saw that Han Beibei was tied to a pillar, and there were several black-clothed people with weapons standing next to him.

"Brother Ouyang, I knew you would come to save me. Han Beibei's eyes were red, and she held back her tears and didn't come out.

Ouyang Zhiyuan said: "Beibei, don't be afraid, I'll save you." ”

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, Ouyang Zhiyuan, you're finally here. A cold and arrogant voice came from behind Ouyang Zhiyuan, and a strong murderous aura swept towards Ouyang Zhiyuan like a raging storm.

Ouyang Zhiyuan's heart was over, and the hidden master finally came out.

Ouyang Zhiyuan turned around and saw a middle-aged man in his thirties, walking over step by step.

Ouyang Zhiyuan's pupils couldn't help but shrink, and his eyes stared at the middle-aged man. This person's breathing and pace were extremely coordinated, with a suffocating coercion and murderous aura, and he actually stepped a few meters in one step, and stood in front of Ouyang Zhiyuan in an instant.

Good speed.

Ouyang Zhiyuan's figure arched instantly, like a spring ready to bounce at any time, and he looked at the middle-aged man with full vigilance and said, "Who are you? Why did you kidnap Han Beibei." ”

Miwa Shizuta stared at Ouyang Zhiyuan gloomily and said, "Don't ask me who I am now, after you fall under my sword, I will tell you who I am." Hahaha. ”

Miwa Shizuda's eerie and shrill laughter startled several bats that had been resting in the ruined temple fluttering around.

Ouyang Zhiyuan sneered: "Falling under your sword? The one who fell under the sword should be you. ”

Ouyang Zhiyuan's momentum suddenly erupted violently and pressed towards the other party.

The muzzle of Han Wanzhong's gun was instantly aimed at Shizuta Miriwa, ready to shoot at any time.

"Huh!" a sword light flashed, and Han Wanzhong took a step back.

But he felt that his hand was light, and the barrel of the sniper rifle in his hand was missing.

What a terrible swordsmanship!

What kind of sword technique is this? It is so fast? The sword light flashed, and it came straight to his throat, although Han Wanzhong quickly retreated with the shadow body technique that Ouyang Zhiyuan taught him, but the blocking rifle in his hand was actually cut off, and this beloved blocking rifle was completely finished.

As soon as Ouyang Zhiyuan saw this middle-aged man's swordsmanship, it was so weird and fast, and he couldn't help but shrink his pupils.

What a fast sword! Han Wanzhong's martial arts, Ouyang Zhiyuan knows. This man actually shaved off the barrel of his spear with a sword, and he didn't see where his sword came from.

This is a supreme kendo master!

Han Wanzhong looked at the three-wheeled Shizuda, threw away the blocking rifle in his hand, and slammed a step forward, about to rush over.

Miwa Shizuda glanced at Han Manzhong with contempt, and his eyes showed disdainful contempt.

Ouyang Zhiyuan stared at the cold short sword of the three rounds of Shizuta, and said in a deep voice: "Wanzhong, you step down and let me understand his swordsmanship." ”

Ouyang Zhiyuan knew that Han Wanzhong was definitely not this person's opponent, and the opponent's short sword, sharpened like clay, was a sword.

Miwa Shizuta looked at Ouyang Zhiyuan and said gloomily: "Ouyang Zhiyuan, you must die." ”

Ouyang Zhiyuan said: "Do you know me?"

Miwa Shizuta said in a cold voice: "Mayor of Huxi City, who doesn't know?"

Ouyang Zhiyuan snorted coldly: "Who are you? You dare to openly kidnap the investor's family, in your eyes, is there still a law?"

Shizuta Miwa laughed wildly, "What bullshit law, can your law restrain me?" ”

Although Miwa Shizuta's Chinese dialect is very good, it has a little bit of island flavor, and Ouyang Zhiyuan can hear it at once, he is from an island country.

Ouyang Zhiyuan's face turned cold, and a strong murderous aura erupted. The people of the island country dared to openly kidnap Han Beibei in Huxi City in an attempt to assassinate themselves, and these people became more and more emboldened.

"Are you from the island country?" Ouyang Zhiyuan snorted coldly.

Miwa Shizuta saw that Ouyang Zhiyuan had already seen it, and he sneered: "We are from the island country, what can you do? Do you think you can still walk out of this broken temple today?"

The muzzles of those black-clothed men were instantly aimed at Ouyang Zhiyuan and Han Wanzhong.

Ouyang Zhiyuan sneered: "If you can't get out of the temple gate, it's not up to you to have the final say." ”

Miwa Shizuda sneered: "Your words, it's too much, let's take your life." ”

A dazzling sword light, like a scorching sun, instantly slashed at Ouyang Zhiyuan's throat.