Su Yin seized the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. The "Desert Eagle" had appeared in her right hand. She slashed with the Shura sword left and right, splitting a dead soldier open with one strike, and then swam out from the gap.
He pulled the trigger and fired twice, and the two bullets shot into the foreheads of the two dead soldiers, immediately making big dark holes.
Suddenly there were only twelve dead soldiers left on the scene. Su Yin took advantage of the vacancy and walked out from the middle of the encirclement, already only ten steps away from Sikong.
The Desert Eagle did not need to aim. Su Yin's spear skills had long been known as picturesque. Three bullets were fired in succession, according to the established plan, hitting Sikong's heart, head, and lungs respectively. Even if one hit, Sikong would only be
Death is the only way to go.
The first time Sikong heard the rapid gunshots, he felt great danger. Then there were three more strange and sharp collisions. A gray shadow cast over his soul. He spent his whole life waiting for the moment of death.
Sikong, at this moment, felt the pace of death approaching like never before.
His martial arts skills were high, his nerves reacted quickly, and he seemed to have special abilities. His body was twisting like a python in an instant, and the bullets flying towards his head were barely dodged by him and flew from his scalp.
It passed and a wound appeared.
A bullet that was shot at the heart moved its position, but was only shot at his chest. It penetrated directly through the outer muscle layer and penetrated deeply. The other bullet shot at the lungs easily hit the target.
It penetrated another part of him, then penetrated the body, making a hole in the ice rock.
The speed of the Desert Eagle can reach three times the speed of sound, and Sikong's body had already lost control of his balance and fell heavily.
Two bullets had damaged his internal system, he could not stop vomiting blood, and gray shadows appeared in his eyes. At this moment, Sikong seemed to hear the song of death.
He had never thought about such a strange hidden weapon. It was so fast and powerful. Even in the period of complete victory in martial arts, a master with his level of cultivation would never be able to dodge such a weapon if the distance were further, if it weren't for his special abilities.
A sure blow.
How terrible this is!
The assassin's blow was like a white rainbow piercing the sun, and within ten steps, the emperor bled!
If a strong man like him wants to kill someone, as long as he is stared at within ten steps, there is no possibility of the person escaping.
And within ten steps, no matter how strong the master is, he can't withstand a blow from a woman like Su Yin.
There is no more warrior in the world!
The moment the rapid and sharp gunfire rang out, Qingkong just put the sword on his neck, before he could kill himself. When he heard the gunshot, he didn't know what it was, but he immediately realized that Su Yin must have found a way to escape.
At the opportunity, the sword in his hand suddenly shook, and the two sword auras snaked like snakes and chopped into pieces the two dead men who were chasing Su Yin.
Su Yin turned around at the same time and shot two bullets to death. In an instant, the number of dead soldiers increased from twelve to eight. Four of the dead soldiers were originally wounded and their combat effectiveness was greatly reduced.
The speed is so fast, with Su Yin's marksmanship, one shot can save a life.
Comeback!
In the moment of life and death crisis, facing the enemy's huge advantage, the comeback was completed!
Su Yin and Qing Kong looked at each other, and they could see in each other's eyes the aura of killing them all. They took action at the same time to kill all the dead soldiers present.