The soul-burning fire scattered by the sniper rifle scattered around. Instead of disappearing, it turned into countless sparks and continued to fly towards Mr. Wanhuo.
Unexpectedly, the dark green flames on Mr. Wan Huo's body were also extremely magical. They exploded and formed a curtain of light, buying Mr. Wan Huo a moment of time.
At this moment, an antique book suddenly fell from the sky, and countless ancient runes fell like raindrops, trying to extinguish the soul-burning fire.
The two great priests in purple shouted in unison: "Old Huo! You go first! Soul Burning Fire is your nemesis!"
The golden sparks kept moving, absorbing the remaining souls and condensing the yin energy along the way, causing the burning range of the fire to become wider and wider.
Mr. Wan Huo said angrily: "I am Mr. Wan Huo under Emperor Shun!"
"Today's battle of life and death, the emperor is fighting bloody battles! How can I live outside?"
"If you want to die! Then fight to the death!"
He stretched out his hands, and countless colorful flames flew up and down, and then he suddenly raised his eyebrows and roared to the sky.
I saw silhouettes of people flashing around on the top of the mountain. A man in the lead was holding an anti-equipment sniper rifle and shouted in a low voice: "All the heroes in Yudu are fighting for the Middle Earth, how can we fall behind others?"
"Everyone! Do you dare to snipe the sun god Apollo!"
Behind him, more than thirty snipers shouted: "I dare to die for you!"
The man sneered: "Our 19th Banner is known as the No. 1 sniper flag in the Zhenbei Army! But there are always people in the other regiments who are dissatisfied! They want to compete with our banner!"
"If we kill the Sun God today, who dares to say that our marksmanship is not good? Brothers! I will kill the Sun God and leave the other main gods to you! Today I want them to know that the 19th flag of our Zhenbei Army is a lion!
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The snipers laughed and saluted Shi Zhongjun one after another. After a while, the snipers dispersed with their observers to find the best sniper target.
The Sun God was walking slowly on the battlefield, as if strolling in a leisurely manner. Suddenly, he paused slightly, and then a smile appeared on his lips.
The exorcists of Middle-earth have a really high level of fighting awareness, and their murderous aura can be hidden very deep.
If I hadn't been superior in strength, I wouldn't have been able to detect this man's murderous intention towards me.
He looked around with his eyes, and then shook his head, snipers? Can snipers from Middle-earth pose a threat to him?
At the moment when the Sun God's footsteps paused slightly, Shi Zhongjun already knew that he had been noticed. He sighed slightly, as he still did not restrain his murderous intention enough.
But if the murderous intention is not brewed now, this shot will not pose a substantial threat to the Sun God.
Even if he is exposed, he will still prepare his own murderous intention!
Perhaps knowing that he had been exposed, Shi Zhongjun simply held a sniper rifle and stood firmly on a rock. His hands were very steady, and the heavy anti-material sniper rifle was as light as a straw in his hand.
He steadily raised the anti-materiel sniper rifle with both hands, without even attaching a scope, and suddenly he was elated and shouted loudly.
The next second, the sun god disappeared in an instant.
Just when the Sun God disappeared, the observer next to him suddenly screamed: "Flag Chief! Be careful!"
The next second, Shi Zhongjun had thrown away the anti-material sniper rifle in his hand, and his two arms were firmly blocking his heart.
The Sun God's right hand suddenly changed, and he struck out with a palm, and there was a constant cracking sound. Shi Zhongjun's famous arms were instantly shattered and fractured.
I just heard him sigh and say: "If you want to use a sniper rifle to plot against me, I'm afraid it won't work. At my level, long-distance attacks have little effect on me."
"You are one of the few people who dare to shoot me. That's all. I'll leave you with a whole body."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the right hand of the Sun God, and Shi Zhongjun groaned instantly. One of his arms had exploded, and it was bloody and bloody, which was really terrifying.
Shi Zhongjun gritted his teeth and pulled out the dagger from his waist with his other hand, and said solemnly: "Sun God, China will definitely win! There is no doubt about this!"
"Now that I have joined the Zhenbei Army, I have no intention of keeping my life! So what if you are an ancient evil spirit? I am anxious, so I will still give you a piece of meat!"
He laughed wildly, like a crazy tiger. The Sun God who listened only frowned secretly, stretched out his hand, and Shi Zhongjun's two arms fell off.
Shi Zhongjun felt a sweetness in his heart, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. He looked at his two arms in horror, and could no longer calm down.
All his abilities are in his arms! If his arms are gone, how can he fight in the future? But then I think about it, if this war cannot be won, there will probably be no wars in the future.
What's the point of keeping these arms!
The Sun God frowned slightly and said: "I hate exorcists like you who are obviously incompetent but still brave and fearless of death. If you want to die so much, then just die!"
He suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed towards Shi Zhongjun.
Shi Zhongjun roared angrily, raised his legs into the air, and jumped seven or eight meters. Although his arms were hanging limply on both sides, no one dared to underestimate this man who was fighting for his life.
But the disparity in strength is huge. If you want to snipe a strong man of this level, your murderous intention will already be felt before you fire your gun.
Seeing that Shi Zhongjun was about to be torn into pieces, suddenly a whining sound fell from the sky. The next second, a black umbrella with a broken necklace was firmly in front of Shi Zhongjun.
The black umbrella was spinning, and sparks from the collision of countless yin and yang auras were flying everywhere. Shi Zhongjun quickly took two steps back and said loudly: "Old Chen, why are you here?"
Chen Wuye turned around and smiled: "I saw you were about to die, so I came here to give you a hand."
Shi Zhongjun smiled bitterly and said: "Where is Wu Shisi?"
Chen Wuye tossed it casually, and a jet-black human head fell directly to the ground. The head was hideous and terrifying, but the aura was very familiar.
This is the Fallen King Wu Shishi!
Chen Wuye reached out and patted the blood on his body, and said with a smile: "The Twelve Cities of Fengdu have been defeated and their defense lines have been reduced. Wu Shisi was killed by me on the spot. Mr. Apollo, do you also want to fight with me?"
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The shock of everyone is really extraordinary. The fallen king Wu Shisi is dead? His soul is gone? How is this possible?
What about the Twelve Ghost Towns in Fengdu? Where are the top ten shady men? Why didn’t they pursue Chen Wuye?
Just when I was in shock, I heard an angry roar from the distance: "Chen Wuye! Give me my head back!"
Chen Wuye, who was still very proud at first, was stunned for a moment, and then yelled: "You have no head, you are chasing after me! Be careful, I will take off one of your arms and legs again!"
Wu Shishi said angrily: "You bastard! We haven't finished the fight yet! Keep coming!"