Chapter 166: Bang! (Part II)

Chapter 166: Bang! (Part II)

Barrett M99 sniper rifle, gun length 1448mm, barrel length 737mm, gun weight 13kg, effective range 1500m, muzzle velocity 800m/s. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This is just the standard, or the information that can be revealed, just look it up on the Internet, and you can know.

But don't forget, Yue Feng got this big sniper through Sauron's channel, just like the telescope and the big pineapple, this big sniper is also for the military, and the name M99 is no longer applicable, it's just a letter plus two numbers.

Its explosive power is huge, it can be imagined, and the scorching sun, whose head was blasted into a brilliant firework, has the most right to speak.

But unfortunately, his head has been blasted off, and there is no chance to speak again.

Swish!

An eerie atmosphere spread in an instant.

Si Hanfei stared two hundred zhang away, and faintly, he saw a white figure, like an ancient beast, glaring at everyone fiercely, and now, this beast has opened its hideous bloody mouth, staring at it fiercely.

A chill abruptly chilled down his spine, and he felt palpitations inexplicably.

Si Hanfei studied the spiritual Dafa, this is what Buddhism is best at, except for the Daomen, there is no comparison, such evil and ghostly martial arts, the Central Plains martial arts are very rare.

An unprecedented crisis hit him like a tide!

Hiss!

Two hundred zhang away, the man stood motionless, like a statue made of steel, standing there quietly, but Si Hanfei knew that as long as he acted rashly, no, or even opened his mouth slightly, the statue would immediately turn into a god of death that harvested life.

It's an unprecedented feeling, and I feel a chill in my heart, but I don't know where the chill comes from and where it comes from.

Not only Si Hanfei, but also Ouyang Feng, Bi Night Terror, Zhuo He and other masters of the Mongolian side, even Guo Jing, Huang Rong, Ling Duxu and other masters of the righteous path, were all stunned. I was stunned, and I didn't know what that scene was.

Martial arts?

No, absolutely not! No one can cultivate martial arts to that extent, even if it is the magic power of the Eastern Evil Yellow Medicine Master. It can't reach that terrifying explosiveness.

It's like a Grim Reaper-like existence, a threat of death.

Finally, there is one more question...... Who is that man, and how can he have such a master's ability? It's inhuman, it's incredible. Perhaps the most important question is who that person is.

Boom!

Torrential rain is like a waterfall. Knock knock knock on the ground, exciting people's hearts.

Sihan didn't move, didn't speak, didn't speak.

For a moment, the two sides seemed to be at a stalemate, waiting for the person to break the deadlock, and this person soon appeared, the senior brother of the night terror, the scorching sun.

Poof!

The headless man fell heavily in the scorching sun, and Bi Ye Terror came back to his senses. Resentfully glared at Yue Feng, although he could only see a vague shadow: "Who? Which gutless rat dares to plot against my junior brother? Aren't you afraid of the revenge of my Demon Sect?"

There was no response, only heavy rain.

The oppressive atmosphere was relieved, and Si Hanfei immediately seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and quickly spoke: "I, Si Hanfei, who is Your Excellency, please show up!"

After saying that, Si Hanfei let out a long breath and put his mind at ease.

What's the hardest thing in the world to draw? Because no one has seen it. What is the best painting in this world? The answer is also a ghost, and because no one has ever seen it.

But what's the scariest thing in the world? The answer is unknown.

Because of the unknown, so fear, this is not the most difficult thing to draw. There is only one answer, even for a master like Si Hanfei.

As long as there is something to talk about, then there is nothing, and the unknown will always become the known, the known. No matter how fearful you are, there is a limit.

Si Hanfei exhaled lightly, precisely because of this, but his expectations were quickly disappointed.

Shout!

Like a bolt of lightning, it broke through the rain curtain, but it was silent and without a trace.

Previously, Yan Lie, the first marksman in Mongolia, only broke a white trail with the bow and arrow in his hand, but after this extremely subtle sound, it caused the wind to whistle, and the speed was so fast that it seemed to not exist at all.

"Teacher Bi, be careful!"

Si Hanfei's eyes narrowed, he let out a low roar, and his body flashed to the left as fast as lightning, and at the same time, he pushed Bi Ye Terror.

What a Si Han Fei!

The end is incomparable, at this critical moment, he can still react, at the moment when Yue Feng shot a shot, he already had a premonition, and he gently pushed his left shoulder in Bi Ye Terror, followed his body to Zuo Mountain, and hid behind the battlements of the city wall.

Bang!

The second dodge of fireworks flew up, and Bi Ye Terror's left arm was hit, directly blasting into blood.

The night was full of horrors.

At the same time, the third gunshot rang out, and Bi Ye's face changed suddenly, and he said resentfully: "You-" This time he couldn't dodge, although he still reacted, but his left eye was hit, and half of his head exploded.

As a result, he became the second head harvested by the big sniper in Yue Feng's hand tonight.

Through these three shots, Yue Feng also understood the limitations of the big sniper in this world, killing the scorching sun was unprepared, and it was impossible to count it. As for Bi Night Terror, if he hadn't been seriously injured, this shot would definitely have been dodged.

More than 200 zhang, close to 300 zhang distance, coupled with the influence of heavy rain and wind speed, there is a delay of two or three seconds, for the masters of the world, not to mention two or three seconds, as long as there is one second, many reactions can be made.

Not to mention, top masters like Si Hanfei and Ouyang Feng, who have experienced hundreds of life-and-death battles, have already cultivated an instinct to predict danger in advance.

Martial arts, sure enough, is still the most wonderful thing in the world.

Yue Feng sniped with a big shot, accurately aimed at Si Hanfei and the others, sighed slightly in his heart, and came to the same conclusion as before.

Suddenly faced with a big change, Si Hanfei was still calm, and said lightly: "Since Your Excellency refuses to come out, then I can only force Your Excellency out...... Offended!" As he spoke, he gave Yan Lie a look.

Shout!

Shout!

Shout!

Si Hanfei was still speaking, and the Mongolian No. 1 marksman, Yan Lie, had already shot three arrows in a blink of an eye, and the three steel arrows turned into three white lightning bolts, slashing through the dark night sky and breaking through the wind.

Bang!

Bang!

On the other side, Yue Feng also fired two shots in an instant.

In mid-air, the first shot collided with the first steel arrow, the steel arrow cracked inch by inch, continued to move forward, fiercely bitten the second steel arrow, and went forward, sparks flew up, and then broke the third steel arrow.

Yan Lieji's face changed suddenly, his eyes showed a look of disbelief, and his body was like a cheetah, hiding in the battlement.

Rumble!

But when I heard an explosion, the battlement shattered, and the stone chips scattered in all directions.

Bang!

The second sniper burst into a third brilliant firework.

After all, Yan Liejiao still underestimated the strength of this big sniper, no, or not underestimated, but unexpectedly, he didn't expect that there was such a powerful divine weapon in the world.

What was blown off this time was Yan Lieji's head.

Due to the simultaneous firing of the two guns, Yan Lie's whole person was blown upside down, and he flew directly to the other side of the city wall, falling down heavily.

In the dark night, Yue Feng, who successfully played the role of the god of death, stretched his waist lazily, snapped his fingers, and said with a smile: "It's done, tonight is really my best." (To be continued.) )