Mini World Game ConsoleEvil Dragon Crazy Soldier King Chapter 1695 - 1696: Disruption and Sniping

One person's head was blown up, and the other three great masters were greatly startled, all lying flat on the ground, not daring to move.

In the palm grove, a gentle breeze blew through, the sunlight shining down with no warmth at all, and everywhere was a cold killing intent.

The heart of the head of the Asou family was beating violently.

He had already felt the opponent's strong killing intent, and just lifting his head felt very difficult.

"Damn coward!"

Not far away, Yang Fei laughed like a crow and spat in the pig's black face.

In fact, this guy was shocked to see a Half-Step True Martial, Four Major Gang Energies Transcending the Divine masters besieging him.

He chambered the heavy sniper bullet, hiding behind a palm tree, not moving at all.

In the jungle, only the most patient hunter can slaughter the fiercest prey.

The prey does not move, and naturally the hunter does not either.

Yang Fei, alone with a gun, pinned down the head of the Asou family and the other three masters.

The other Evil Dragon Soldier Kings found dealing with the Asou family disciples much easier.

A five-man squad carefully moved through the thick fallen leaves in the woods.

The three family disciples in front held their guns, muzzles aiming forward.

The two family disciples at the back walked backward, muzzles aid behind them.

These five people were masters of Core Formation to Divine Communication, with sharp senses and strong Qi-blood.

But in this jungle warfare, the gun was the only weapon.

It's a situation every Martial Arts master hates to face.

Having all the Kung Fu yet unable to find the enemy's traces, strength useless, and carelessness could lead to being shot by the enemy's hidden gun.

Each person's nerves were tightly strung, their spirits heightened to the utmost degree.

Everyone listened nervously for every slight sound in the jungle.

Five Core Formation to Divine Communication great masters, such a force is impossible to ignore anywhere.

But, in this lush forest, everyone felt a deep crisis.

Like rabbits entering a forest surrounded by fierce beasts, their lives could be endangered at any mont.

Whoosh!

Just then, a figure shot like an arrow in front of everyone's eyes.

He then flipped and fell into the bushes not far away, his speed swift as lightning.

Bang Bang Bang!

The five people imdiately beca alert, their automatic rifles firing fiercely at the person.

But that person darted into the bushes and disappeared from sight.

The squad leader waved a hand: "Chase!"

The five of them, as fast as lightning, lunged towards the distant figure.

In the bushes, the person suddenly jumped up like a startled rabbit, running wildly into the distance.

The five family disciples felt invigorated.

Entering the jungle unable to find the opponent's frustration caused anxiety in each of their hearts.

At this mont, they finally found the prey and naturally were unwilling to let it go.

As they chased, they fired simultaneously, bullets whizzing towards the person.

In panic, the person's movents were slippery.

His running trajectory ford a zigzag pattern, veering left and right, sotis going straight, sotis rolling, making it difficult for their bullets to lock onto his figure.

In the pursuit and escape, the person soon reached a steep hillside.

The leading squad leader showed a hideous smile.

The enemy probably never imagined inadvertently running into a dead end.

He could almost determine that in the next second, this damned enemy would leap upward over the steep slope.

However, in the instant he was airborne, his body would beco a moving target.

The squad leader was confident about blowing up his head.

The person also seed to know he was finished and didn't run.

Like a frightened chicken, he burrowed into the bushes below the slope, ready to resist stubbornly.

The squad leader nodded, thinking this guy was smart, not scared witless.

If he dared to climb up now, he would be a corpse.

However, faced with this situation, no matter how clever he was, he was dood.

Five against one, even thinking with your skin drum knows what the outco will be.

The five of them slowed down, encircling that person slowly.

Just then, on top of the slope, the barrel of a Barrett Heavy Sniper slowly erged from the cover.

Bang Bang Bang!

A series of muffled shots rang out, and the heads of the five family disciples almost simultaneously exploded.

Corpses flew sideways, brains, and blood splattered everywhere.

Out of the bushes, Mad Blade erged holding a Barrett.

At the bottom of the slope, the skinny, fair-skinned Shen Feng chuckled and gave him a thumbs-up.

Although Mad Blade wasn't a King Sniper, with a heavy sniper in hand, he could deliver powerful destructive force.

The two exchanged a distant slap, grinned, and plunged into the lush jungle.

...

In the northwest direction, a five-man squad wouldn't give up the chase of Ghost Wolf's shadow.

These five were Martial Artists with enduring Qi-blood and powerful essence, moving fast as lightning.

Ghost Wolf vaulted as if flying, his form zigzagging side-to-side, dodging the whizzing bullets flying by his side.

Suddenly, Ghost Wolf's body shook, clutching his thigh.

Blood oozed through his fingers, it was his thigh hit by a stray bullet.

Ghost Wolf cursed, and then suddenly dove headlong into the bushes, vanishing.

The five pursuers, seeing him injured, were elated, swarming over.

Just then, within the bushes on the left side, the fat Cui Xiang suddenly elongated his body.

The Fire God Cannon on his chest roared, like a hellish demonic beast's fury.

Rat-tat-tat!

Ferocious bullets fanned out pouring, the Fire God Cannon's rate of 3000 rounds per minute instantly turning this place into Human Hell.

These five powerful Martial Artists were turned into mince in an instant by the Fire God Cannon's bullets.

Cui Xiang's terrifying sweep also cut countless palm trees waist-high, crashing down.

Viewing the rising smoke and corpses in the forest, Cui Xiang chuckled.

He and Ghost Wolf exchanged a distant slap, then turned to look for new prey.

...

On the southern side of the palm grove, a five-man squad, hearing the wails of their surrounding companions, was terrified, attempting to find a way out.

The elite disciples of the Asou family underwent extrely rigorous military training.

Even in retreat, they weren't flustered, moving in a triangular formation, covering each other carefully.

anwhile, atop a tall and straight palm tree stood a cool and handso guy.

The Little Knife in his fingers emanated a faint glow.

Fan Yi!

Fan Yi was different from other Warrior Kings.

To him, such a battlefield is the best training ground for cultivating Martial Arts and unleashing his potential.

In a situation where bullets flew wildly and danger was extre, Fan Yi often maximized his self-breakthrough.

Coldly watching five Asou family disciples pass beneath him, his eyes showed no emotion.

In the next second, Fan Yi, like a descending firework rocket, head down, feet up, shot towards the five-man squad.

Whoosh!

A strange whistling sound was produced in the air.

The Gang Qi enveloping Fan Yi created a huge, fierce attack arrow.

One family disciple felt a heavy pressure overhead, like a teor falling.

He glanced up, instantly horrified.

"Enemy attack!"

In the piercing screams, cold light flashed.

Fan Yi's Triangular Military Spike directly pierced through his palm, stabbing down from his head.