"You bunch of pagans have really pissed me off." Jackson shouted angrily, his muscles swelled up all of a sudden.
"I will kill you all, kill you all!" The sword in Jackson's hand flew wildly with amazing momentum.
"It's a combat skill!" Shirley secretly paid attention and was alert.
Fighting skills are a general term for Western fighting techniques. Like Chinese martial arts, they are extremely powerful.
The fighting skill Jackson used was called "Wind Break", which means that wherever the sword was flying, it was like a violent storm, leaving the opponent nowhere to hide.
"drink-"
Jackson shouted loudly, rushed forward a few steps, and pressed towards Shirley with the greatsword in his hand making a vast array of sword flowers.
“So strong!” Shirley gritted her teeth, her heart filled with shock: “Is this the Knight Commander’s true strength? If he had displayed such strength from the beginning, I would have been defeated long ago.”
"Damn it, where did that hateful man go again?"
Although she thought so, Shirley would never sit still and wait for death. She flapped her wings behind her and rose rapidly, trying to escape the coverage of Jackson's sword.
However, Jackson seemed to have expected Shirley to do this, and he leaped above Shirley, and the storm formed by the big sword covered his head!
"Oops!" Shirley screamed, twisting her body rapidly to avoid the ubiquitous sword shadows. However, even so, she was still hit by many swords, and most of her clothes were torn into pieces. Blood and rags flew all over the place, like a large group of fluttering butterflies.
"boom-"
There was a loud bang, and in the darkness, a flaming bullet shot out quickly and arrived in front of Jackson in the blink of an eye.
"Fuck, a sniper rifle!" Jackson was horrified. The damn guy actually used a sniper rifle? Moreover, judging by the power of the bullet, it was definitely not an ordinary sniper rifle.
He was naturally not afraid of ordinary sniper rifles, but the power of this bullet made even him feel a little scared.
"Hide!" Jackson reacted immediately and turned his body hard in the air.
However, the speed of the sniper bullet was too fast, and Jackson's body was in mid-air, making it difficult for him to move, so he was still hit in the chest by the bullet.
"puff-"
The bullet left a big hole in Jackson's chest.
“Woo—”
Jackson no longer cared about chasing Shirley. He hurriedly covered his injured area and fell to the ground.
"boom-"
Just as Jackson hit the ground, gunshots rang out again.
This time the bullet was shot from behind Jackson. In other words, in the blink of an eye when Jackson fell, the person who fired the gun had already run at least several hundred meters and came behind Jackson to shoot again.
What a fast speed.
The bullet came again in an instant. Jackson could never have imagined that in such a short time, the sniper could actually get behind him and he was caught off guard again.
In a duel between masters, a single mistake could mean the difference between a near and a far distance.
"boom-"
The bullet shot directly into the back of Jackson's head, causing a cloud of blood.
head shot!
Jackson was hit on the back of the head!
"Roar—" He roared heart-wrenchingly, and endless white light emanated from his whole body, making everyone narrow their eyes.
"No, he is not dead yet!" Chen Feng, who was hiding in the darkness, said in shock, holding the king of snipers in his hand - the Barrett m109 sniper rifle.
Jackson was shot in the back of the head by a Barrett M109 sniper rifle, but he didn't die! This is incredible. You know, the Barrett M109 sniper rifle can penetrate even a light tank.
Chen Feng raised his gun again and was ready to shoot, but found that Jackson actually started to run away!
The knight commander of the Holy See of Light actually ran away from a battle with two ants who were one level lower than him. For him, this was undoubtedly a huge shame. However, that sniper rifle was too terrifying. Compared with life, what was shame
"Don't let him run away!" Shirley shouted anxiously.
If Jackson can be eliminated today, it will be a great contribution to the blood race. You know, the Knight Commander is definitely a high-end combat force even in the Holy See of Light.
Chen Feng held the gun, and in the scope, he saw Jackson running. There was a hideous bloody hole on the back of his head, but no liquid flowed out, not even blood.
Finally, Chen Feng put down the sniper rifle in his hand. Jackson had learned his lesson and used the lush trees as cover so that he could not hit any part of him.
"Master Knight, please don't abandon us." Jones and Hank shouted hurriedly when they saw Jackson running away in a panic.
"call out-"
A black shadow rushed in, and then two streams of blood spurted out from the necks of the two men. The two men slowly fell to the ground, their eyes full of unwillingness, and they died with their eyes open.
The black shadow was Shirley. In a flash, she killed Jones and Hank, two powerful Vatican warriors who were at the Condensation Stage.
She had no way to deal with Jackson, but it was easy for her to deal with these two Vatican officials who were much inferior to her.
Chen Feng walked out quietly from the darkness, without paying any attention to Shirley, but instead greeted Zhang Ruonan and asked her to come down.
"Hey - why don't you keep him? You clearly had a chance!" Shirley shouted hatefully.
"Chance?" Chen Feng just smiled a few times without explaining. He was not a sniper and had no idea of a sniper's field of vision. If Chen Feng had continued to shoot, the best result would have been to cause Jackson some minor skin injuries, which would not have affected his escape at all.
"Jin Liang, are you okay?" Wu Xin ran to Jin Liang who was sitting under a tree and called out anxiously.
Jin Liang's face was pale, his lips were chapped, and he looked very weak. He looked straight at Wu Xin: "Why did you hide it from me!"
These few short words were like nails that drove deeply into Wu Xin's heart, turning her face pale.
"Jin Liang, I..." Wu Xin opened her mouth, but didn't know how to explain to Jin Liang.
"If you had told me your identity from the beginning, I would never have touched you, and I would never have let you suffer like you do now!" Jin Liang reproached, "Knowing this would happen, why did you still give your body to me that night?"
Jin Liang said, tears in his eyes could not stop flowing down: "You fool, why did you agree to my request? You can obviously refuse, then you won't have such trouble."
Wu Xin stared blankly at Jin Liang crying like a child, but with a bright smile on his face. This man still thinks of her in every way.
"Beep-beep-beep-"
Suddenly, a police car horn sounded outside the woods.
"The police are here. Someone outside must have heard the gunshots and called the police. Let's hide first." Chen Feng said, pulling Zhang Ruonan to the other side of the woods.
Wu Xin gently helped Jin Liang up and followed Chen Feng.
"Hate it! You want me to clean up the battlefield?" Shirley muttered, then she and Zhou Bin each grabbed a corpse and disappeared into the night.