Under a rock in the middle of the valley, Liu Ergou lay on the ground, aiming steadily at the outside of the valley. Under the cover of the dark night, even the people with guns blended into the environment.

To avoid mirror reflections, he did not use an infrared sight. The waning moon is like a hook, the surface of the ground is hazy, and with his superhuman eyesight, he can still see the outline of the figure clearly.

Through that fluttering long beard, he recognized that the first person was the deputy envoy of light in charge of the area west of the Sun Plain, Song Changjing, the immortal master of Huadan.

Liu Ergou did not shoot.

At a distance of 400 meters, a heavy sniper is enough to penetrate the steel plate. However, the long flight time of the bullet left time for the extremely sensitive immortal master to react, and it was not easy to hit.

What's more, the bright and honest Wu Taiyi has not yet appeared.

The paws of the two Daomen dogs were stained with the blood of countless Scientists, and in two months, they successively broke through the four contact points of Lijiazhuang, Hejiazhuang, Liujiazhuang, and Wangjiazhuang, and touched the Jiapigou headquarters tonight.

The situation is becoming more and more serious, and there may be people who cannot withstand the torture and defect. Commander Zhou Rong decisively strengthened his vigilance and prepared to transfer tomorrow.

The Daomen Dog sent by Taodu at least has the cultivation of the Kaiguang Realm, and the regional leaders are all Huadan Immortal Masters, and they have summoned many Tongyou martial artists and mages in the abandoned land.

Carrying his head to help Daomen work, there is no remuneration, but there are two benefits. You can use your power to bully the landlord snake lord and take the opportunity to make money. You can also whitewash the dark history and return to the Central Plains.

Therefore, the flies and dogs are flocking to it.

The dozen or so people who rushed into the valley first were just to find out the distribution of firepower, and they were purely sent to death, and the dozen or so guys behind were the elite.

The situation is strange tonight, and there are very few dogs. Nor did they order the local lords to send troops to assist and blockade the perimeter. Perhaps the deputy envoy Song Changjing wanted to take the credit alone, so he didn't tell Wu Taiyi and led his descendants to do it alone.

The odds are quite high.

In order to make miraculous achievements and then go to the Lingxiao Conference, the two dogs have been slow to move.

Seeing the release of poisonous bees and the opening of the way, Liu Ergou felt a bad feeling in his heart. In the previous battles with the Daomen, I had never seen such a way of fighting.

He didn't have time to lock on Song Changjing, who rushed into the valley, but he wasn't too worried.

Commander Zhou Rong is a commissioner sent by the Holy Land, a legendary seventh-level perfect warrior who kills martial arts immortals in close combat.

The weather in the Forsaken Lands is scarce, and spells are greatly reduced. Relying on one or two masters to rush through the level is a pipe dream.

The Scients have heavy snipers in long-range combat, rifles and heavy machine guns in mid-combat, pistols in close combat, and perfect fighters in close combat. As long as the real person does not come out, there is nothing to fear.

Half a minute later, more than a dozen land mines buried in Taniguchi exploded. The gunfire was deafening, and an ironclad man staggered and fell.

But the comrades-in-arms on both sides of the valley were also exposed, and the men in black rushed over like ghosts, fighting each other in close quarters.

The valley was boiling like a cauldron, and the sound of rumbling explosions, sharp bursts of the air, clanging sounds, and moaning were mixed together, and nothing could be heard clearly.

The smell of blood mixed with gunsmoke rose and filled, making people smell sick.

The depth of the ditch is 400 meters, and Liu Ergou guards the middle section of 200 meters. The task is to kill the opposing leader, and it cannot be easily exposed.

More than 100 meters into the valley, another ironclad man waved a long knife in one hand and threw a thunderbolt in the other, and was rapidly advancing.

Jingle ......

Several shots hit the armor in succession, only stirring up a layer of light and shadow.

Runes!

The man in black scattered, ghostly and detouring towards the hillside.

The heavy machine guns blocking Taniguchi had to stop after two consecutive strafing fires, and the barrels had to be stopped, and they were reduced to burning sticks. As the enemy approached, the rifle's spatial superiority was lost, and the pistol had difficulty capturing moving objects at high speed. What's more, the harassment of bee colonies makes it impossible to focus on the battle, and the situation is tilting towards the unfavorable side.

Liu Ergou hesitated.

Do you want to kill the ironclads? That's a live target.

Rifle bullets can't pierce runes, but at such close range, heavy armor-piercing bullets can tear them apart.

He glanced back at the valley.

The first half of the valley was stalemate, and the second half of the battle was a stalemate.

One man in black rolled down the cliff, the other three burst into the forest, and Song Changjing swooped down on the command post at the end like a phantom.

On the flat ground, a big man in the shape of a man was diagonally lifting a half-length sharp blade, sneering and waiting.

Ergou knows that the commander's short sword is called "wolf fang", which is the standard configuration of a perfect warrior, and it can be called nothing can be slashed.

The ironclad man continued thirty meters and was in the best range. Liu Ergou was about to move the muzzle of the gun back, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his hand pulled the trigger.

The two Taoists who had been hiding behind the boulder sprang out, and their heads collided strangely in the air, falling like two bags of potatoes.

Damn, what tricks to play, fancy suicide?

The Phantom Flashes!

A high-altitude man appeared between the two, letting go of the hand that was pinching his neck. Syllable...... The right arm stretched forward like lightning and clenched into a fist, slowly spreading out, and a slender rifle bullet lay in the palm of the palm.

It's not good, here comes the Daomen Dog real person!

Liu Ergou had a chill down his spine and hesitated when he pulled the trigger halfway. The two immortal masters from Taodu, no matter how they say that they were slaughtered, they will not act like this.

The battle in the valley is in full swing, and there are only a few people who pay attention to the outside. The second shot was not fired, and it is estimated that even the gunner was stunned.

The Taoist threw away the bullet, and the two fingers of his right hand were spread apart and stretched forward. It was a triumphant gesture that only the Scients understood, V.

Liu Ergou's hand let go of the trigger, he was shocked and ecstatic in his heart, his brain was chaotic, and he couldn't understand the situation.

The man grinned and disappeared in place.

The thunder roared, and the white rainbow shuttled through the slopes on both sides, and then went straight into the valley. Everywhere I went, there were screams. It's very short, like a crowing rooster that has its neck snapped in an instant.

The ironclad man who was desperately assaulting sensed that something was wrong, turned around and slashed Huashan with both hands.

Rumble......

Before the knife fell, the huge body had been knocked more than ten meters away, and it fell to the ground and convulsed for a few seconds before it moved.

Liu Ergou's eyes widened, and his mouth was open enough to stuff into a big bun, and he couldn't close it for a long time. In just over thirty seconds, more than a dozen fierce men in black were cleared.

At the end of the valley, on the flat in front of the thatched hut, the battle between Song Changjing and Zhou Rong entered a white heat.

The blades of grass were swirling, and it was impossible to distinguish who was who of the two figures.

The double dragon is entangled, and the water can't be splashed. The long sword that swallowed Gang Qi belonged to Song Changjing, and the short sword that emitted cold light belonged to Zhou Rong.

Suddenly, a strong wind blows, and a wall of force emerges out of thin air.

The two staggered back, forcibly separated.

A tall young Taoist priest appeared in the middle of the two.

Bang......

The thatched-roof heavy sniper opened fire.

Song Changjing's speed was too fast, the line was tricky, and he couldn't hit at all, so he could only rely on the chief Zhou Rong to block it himself. When the two fought fiercely, they were afraid of being injured by mistake, so they didn't shoot for a long time.

Now that the dog's body is exposed, where are you willing to let it go?