Chapter 3042 Terracotta Warriors

One hit is a sure hit.

This is the principle of Zhao Heng's shot, that is, the principle of Ximenqing's shot, but this time, Ximenqing underestimated the opponent's weapon, the masked man with blood oozing blood on his neck, slashed his backhand, cut the noose, and made a "collapse" sound, and then turned over in the air and withdrew five meters away.

His reaction and his skills were amazing enough, and what surprised Bei Ruyi and General Bei the most was that the masked man with the skin on his neck still didn't fluctuate much, and he didn't let out a scream or snort, he didn't even stop the bleeding, just looked at the attacker coldly.

Ximenqing held the fishing rod with a melancholy expression: "It's a pity! ”

"I said this thing was not good!"

Zhao Heng walked up from behind, his fingers hooked slightly, and more than twenty guns immediately appeared on both sides, banging and spewing gunfire, and the bullets poured down towards the eight masked men, and the dolls held the guns in both hands, and pulled the trigger indifferently at the target, hoping to kill these Xiaoqiang.

It's just that the dolls have a good idea, but the reality is very cruel, the masked man instantly shifted his position when the gun poked out, and the bullets passed through their afterimages, all of them missed, and then I saw them pasted up from both sides, with a clear goal and a clear goal to take Zhao Heng, who was like the stars holding the moon.

The speed does not give a chance to aim at all.

The dolls also knew each other's methods to some extent, and immediately changed their formation when they missed, and the muzzle of the gun turned, and the bullets blasted out to the left and right, forming a sharp arc, and the two masked men were shot to the ground, and the saber was also shaken out by the bullet, but they were not killed.

Just splattered a stream of blood, and then, they slid over like loaches, and in the blink of an eye, when the two Western elites subconsciously deflected the muzzle of the gun, they burst up from the ground, let out a piercing scream, and then hugged the Western elite and threw it backwards!

The two masked men were extremely fast and powerful, and the Western elite was caught off guard and fell to the ground, and the pistol fired three or four shots into the sky, and then they were held and rolled by the other party.

At the same time, the other six masked men also closed the distance, and the bullets that rained down on them hurt them more or less, but none of them caused substantial damage, and the other party seemed to be able to slow down the speed of the bullets, and could always dodge the fatal damage, and shoot several daggers at the same time.

Ximenqing roared: "These guys are so bullish!" ”

Zhao Heng didn't respond to Ximen Qing's words, but a touch of solemnity flashed in his eyes, he felt that the masked man began to become immobile, compared to the calmness and cruelty of besieging Bei Ruyi, it was more irritable and crazy at the moment, and the light in their eyes also had a hint of bloodthirstiness.

And this state changed after seeing him.

"Ahh

At this moment, the shock next to him rose again, and in the process of rolling with the Western elite, the two masked men opened their sharp teeth and bit down on their throats, "Snort! A stream of blood burst out from the neck of the Western elite, and the two of them let out a terrible scream uncontrollably.

Then, they clutched their necks and twitched, their pupils with a touch of unspeakable fear, as if they didn't expect each other to be so ferocious, and by this time the two masked men had bounced off them, dodging a few bullets and pounced on the rest, their mouths full of blood, like monsters.

"Be careful! Don't be knocked down by them! ”

If the masked man once gave Zhao Heng an unfathomable feeling, then the current eight people gave him a monster posture, and the masked man who lost control could no longer be described as a human being, whether it was speed, strength, or means of acting, he was full of violence.

When Ximen Qing shouted and told the rest of the people not to disperse against the enemy, a masked man dodged two bullets, and then used his hind foot to pounce on Zhao Heng, Zhao Heng had already prepared, flashed sideways, and the combat knife crossed a cold arc, instantly slashing towards the masked man's arm.

Zhao Heng, who had already sensed that something was wrong, did not retain his strength anymore and did not make a fool of himself, he knew that he had to kill these monsters as quickly as possible, otherwise it would bring them a disaster, only to hear a loud noise, and the man in the mask was directly cut off by Zhao Heng with a knife.

Yin Hong's blood splashed Zhao Heng's face.

It's just that the masked man with the broken arm didn't scream and scream, he glanced at his severed hand coldly, and then roared at Zhao Heng very angrily, and pounced suddenly, the corners of Zhao Heng's mouth moved, and he said that his right leg was concentrated, and he slapped his whip leg at the opponent who pounced!

The man in the mask was kicked and swung his head, staggered back and almost fell, Zhao Heng's right leg also had pain, and there was a touch of surprise on his face, that leg didn't knock over the opponent, he jumped up again without stopping, took a step forward and kicked again, and kicked the opponent in the abdomen again.

When the masked man's abdomen shook and his mouth opened wide to pant for breath, Zhao Heng did not let go of this good opportunity, the war knife in his hand was raised, and without saying a word, he stabbed towards the other party's mouth, and with a muffled "poof", the war knife stabbed into the opponent's mouth fiercely, directly penetrating the entire head.

The tip of the knife sticking out of the back of the head was covered with crimson blood.

When Zhao Heng pulled out the saber, the masked man immediately slid down from mid-air like a deflated ball, and his whole body convulsed twice before he lay on the ground, completely immovable, Zhao Heng looked at the tragic situation of the masked man's death, and couldn't help but feel uncomfortable.

", what is this?"

"Whoosh!"

Before Zhao Heng's words fell, he smelled a gust of evil wind coming from behind him, or a fleeting speed, Zhao Heng didn't have time to turn back at all, he stabbed out with a backhand, only to hear a pounce, the tip of the knife pierced into the abdomen of a masked man, and the blood instantly rushed all over Zhao Heng's body.

It's just that this knife didn't kill him immediately, the man in the mask roared lowly, his eyes were red and he bit Zhao Heng's neck, pounce! When Zhao Heng's face changed slightly and he was about to abandon the knife and retreat, a fishing line was thrown over, which happened to wrap around the neck of the masked man, and the incision suddenly appeared!

Most of the masked man's neck was cut off in an instant.

Ximenqing, who made the shot, smiled: "Fishing wire, it's still a little useful!" ”

Zhao Heng exhaled a long breath and pulled the knife out of the masked man's abdomen, the latter shook twice and fell to the ground, Zhao Heng looked around with a gloomy face, except for him and Ximen Qing who killed one person each, the other six masked men were still alive and kicking although they were covered in blood.

And there are six more Western elite bodies on the ground, all of them are frozen in horror, obviously difficult to accept the strangeness of these masked men, and there are a few more scars on the dolls, if it weren't for their clear intention to kill Zhao Heng, I'm afraid that there will be a lot more corpses on the ground.

"Get out of the way!"

Zhao Heng shouted, his voice carried a sense of majesty, which made the fierce battle of the audience stagnate slightly, looking at these enemies like Xiaoqiang, and then looking at the injured Bei Ruyi and General Bei, Zhao Heng's bloody nature was stimulated, and he walked a few steps forward with his sword, pointing at the six masked men and shouting:

"Let them come!"

Ximen Qing was stunned: "Brother, this is no joke!" "In the past, Ximen Qinghui did not hesitate to get out of the way and let Zhao Heng show his strength to kill the enemy, but these masked men are too weird, they are all like monsters who have evolved a level, and he must not let Zhao Heng take risks.

Bei Ruyi also shouted: "Zhao Heng, you can't be rash!" "These enemies are not top masters, but they feel too heavy and too stressful, not afraid of death, not afraid of pain, and tenacious, and the energy in their bodies is endless, Zhao Heng is one against six, she is not absolutely confident.

"Get out of the way!"

Zhao Heng's face surged with monstrous battle intent, and he shouted at the masked man with a knife: "These people are not human and ghostly beasts, and they will bully the weak and women, and Zhao Heng will still die when they meet me!" Zhao Heng's eyes flowed out unabashedly, and the light of killing was powerful and fierce:

"Fight!"

In the gap when Ximen Qing and their expressions were resolutely opposed to Zhao Heng's adventure, six masked men covered in blood rushed out, and pounced on Zhao Heng with fierce ferocity, as if six bloodthirsty beasts were charging, and one of them also opened his mouth slightly, revealing two shining teeth.

"Pounce!"

Ximenqing's face changed, and he was about to give the order to shoot to stop them, but he heard a sharp whistle in the air, and before he could react, he suddenly felt a black in front of him, and a spear passed through the chest of the masked man at the front of him, and shot into the snow with his body without slowing down.

The scene was particularly terrifying, the end of the spear was soaked in blood on the body of the masked man, and the tip was on the ground to support the corpse, and the blood flowed out to clean the spear like a waterfall, and the blood that burst out on the way to kill the masked man was even more red for more than ten meters, and the blood was extremely weird.

The blood mist rising from the air makes people's eyes confused!

Just in Ximen Qing's daze, ten tigers and wolves-like figures burst over, like a rock in front of Zhao Heng, ten Chinese men separated Zhao Heng from the enemy with expressionless faces, one empty-handed, nine with spears, Bei Ruyi They saw the strangest thing today.

The masked man who was not afraid of the sky and the earth not only stopped the pace of rushing towards Zhao Heng for the first time, but they also rarely took a defensive posture, and it was the first time that there were waves in their eyes, Ximen Qing They all knew what that wave meant, fear, yes, these monsters had fear.

"Huaguo, Terracotta Army, I've seen Heng Shao!"

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