The swirling and flying snow turned into a snowball, enveloping Wu Zhen, and the murderous aura kept invading him.

Whew!

The sword-like snow, under the control of the assassins, bared their fangs and stabbed at Wu Zhen from all directions.

Wu Zhen was like a fool, motionless, the sharp snow cut blood marks on his body, often before the blood could seep out, it was covered by a deeper scar, all the clothes on his body turned into strips of rags, and the slender blood marks on his skin became more and more, deeper and deeper, several of them were about to cut into his abdominal cavity, and these blood marks were almost like a spider web.

The assassin outside the snowball was also anxious, Wu Zhen's body was very strong, it would take some time to break through his defense, and looking at the appearance of the other party, he would not let the attack kill him, how could there be anything stupid at level ten. Child?

Don't? Could it be that his target is me, and everything he has done before is to attract me? The assassin stared at the snowball, his eyes could see through the layers of snow, and he could see Wu Zhen's calm, bloodstained face, and still closed eyes.

What the hell are you thinking?

The assassin didn't think any further, the enemy was already trapped by himself, how could he come out? Just kill him, no matter who his target is, level ten is not to be killed by himself.

The bamboo pole man lay on the snow silently, looking at the snowball with gloomy eyes, he admitted that the strength of the assassin is stronger than his own, this is the gap in ability, the assassin's elusive ability is famous in the gathering area, not only him, but their nest is all, such a group of people are mixed in the gathering area, and this ability is not unrelated, few people in the gathering area can see through the assassin's hiding place, the bamboo pole man himself is definitely not good, after watching so many days, he has no clue at all.

The snowball spun quickly, and a sound of Titicaca came from inside, which was the sound of the snow blade slashing across Wu Zhen's body.

Wonderful sound!

The man on the pole enjoys the struggle of his enemies before they die, even though he is not the one who is dealing with them now.

He believed that the Assassins would deal with the enemy. Once caught in a snowball. The tenth-level xenomorphs are all panicking, how can the tenth-level humans bear it? The death of the enemy is only a matter of time.

"Hey! It's closed. ”

After listening to the cutting sound of the snow blade for a long time, the bamboo pole man felt bored, except that he was surprised by the physical strength of the enemy. Anything else is meaningless, let him be an audience, he doesn't have this talent, if he is allowed to deal with the enemy, he doesn't have this ability. Beckoning to a female sniper in the distance. shouted.

The sniper clings to the gun, which is the only one that gives her a sense of security and not being too overwhelmed. Although this gun is not hers, as long as it is a sniper rifle, it is a sniper's weapon, she is an out-and-out sniper, and with a sniper rifle by her side, she will be very calm and confident.

But. The sniper herself didn't understand why she always had an inexplicable sense of fear, which came without warning, so that she couldn't figure out why she came, was it brought by the enemy? With a special feeling, she almost locked onto the enemy inside the snowball, and even if the opponent could break through the assassin's attack, she still had her bullets to deal with. How could the enemy rush out, with little strength to resist?

The sniper heard the bamboo pole man's words, but did not answer. In terms of perception of danger, she is not necessarily weaker than the bamboo pole man at level nine, and she is a sniper. It is by feeling that she survives, and she can sense the aura of danger more delicately. Restless, she decided not to say anything, not to do any superfluous movements, she felt that the enemy was coming out, and the assassin could not stop him.

The bamboo pole man's face sank, and the assassin didn't give himself face. They are not a systematic person, they are cooperative relations with each other, not subordinates, but where did the female sniper dare not give herself a good face?

The Assassin's hiding position was constantly changing, not only to avoid his opponents, but also for a more important reason, the closer he was to the snow, the stronger his attacks became. In order to cut the enemy into pieces as quickly as possible, he approached the snowball again and again, moving around it without direction.

Sting!

The Assassin was overjoyed, and Snow Blade broke through the enemy's defenses.

Wu Zhen's abdomen was cut by the snow with a palm-length opening, and under this opening, there were seven or eight criss-crossing wounds, each of which was deeply engraved in his flesh and blood, and this last one directly followed the previous wound, cutting his muscles, or how many times, the snow blade would rush through this wound and destroy all his internal organs.

Hey?

The snowballs were the Assassin's outward powers, almost as his eyes, through which he could see everything inside. When he slice open the enemy's abdomen, he thought that the balance of victory had fallen in his favor, but he saw the enemy's smile, a strange smile.

The enemy was dying, but he smiled brightly, as if he saw the best thing in the world, the assassin was sweating on his forehead, he was nervous, victory, yes, the enemy saw victory, and this confrontation was lost by himself, because the enemy was looking in the right direction.

He finally found me.

The assassin couldn't believe it, but he had to believe it, the enemy had waited so long, he might have been looking for his position, once he burst out with the strongest strength, the next thing waiting for him was the enemy's counterattack, he was just an assassin! Moreover, an assassin is the most dangerous for the enemy only when he is about to come out, because no one knows the target of his assassination, and he has already come out and is extremely close to the enemy, is this still an assassin?

The enemy's counterattack is coming!

The assassin looked at the people inside the snowball, and did not move his position again, the other party could find himself for the first time, the second and third times must not be difficult, he simply controlled the snowball with all his strength, and vented countless attacks on the enemy.

Whew!

Snowflakes flew all over the sky, converging on the snowball, and the huge snowball spun less powerfully, and since it had no strength, it didn't spin. The rotation was to increase the cutting power and to confuse the enemy's sense of orientation, and the Assassin understood that both of these functions were meaningless, and the enemy ...... The enemy's attack was too strong.

Wu Zhen narrowed his eyes, blocked the wound in his abdomen with one hand, clenched his fist with the other, took a deep breath of air with snow and blood, and punched.

Swish!

Wu Zhen in the snowball moved half a meter and approached the inside of the snowball, and the speed that burst out in this instant amazed the assassin, and it was already close to the tenth-level limit.

Rumble!

The fist hit the snowball, and the snowball that was half a meter thick collapsed in half, and the remaining part staggered and collapsed, and the suffocating murderous aura in the air was gone, and the assassin was gone, Wu Zhen ...... It's gone.

Bang!

The sniper, who found his chance, finally fired, the strongest shot of his life, and the last.

(To be continued.) )