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Chapter 157 Who Sneaked A Shot
"Xinghui, stretch out your hand and raise it high!"

Yelling, Yan Zhi fell sharply, with his left leg as the axis and his right leg like steel, he used the momentum to sweep all directions, kicking a 180-degree semicircle on the sand.

"Crack clap..."

The leg bones of the seven or eight captives who came to surround Yan Zhi were broken by Yan Zhi, and they bounced back one after another, smashing the captives who came behind them to the ground.

Terrible leg work.

But the captives whose legs were broken were even more terrifying.

Of the seven or eight captives who fell backwards, none of them screamed. They could only hear the "crack" sound of their legs being broken. His legs went limp, he lost support, and he staggered and fell to the sand.

Suddenly, Nalan Xinghui's heart sank as he stretched out his hand.

Yan Zhi who asked her to stretch out his hand did not come to rescue her, but ran forward alone.

Nalan Xinghui's heart fell into the ice cellar, he abandoned me, no wonder he was lukewarm to me.

Yan Zhi really gave up on Nalan Xinghui.He ran forward to meet the prisoners who continued to surround him, adjusted his stride in three steps, and suddenly jumped up like lightning. With a "swing in the air and three times in a row", he kicked a tall prisoner in the chest three times. It deformed by kicking its entire chest, spitting blood out of its mouth, and flying backwards like a kite with a broken string.

Yan Zhi took advantage of the three kicks of "Three Swings in the Sky", turned around and flew up into the air, like a big roc, gliding head-on towards the sand waves that slammed Nalan Xinghui.

In a blink of an eye, Yan Zhi grabbed Nalan Xinghui's helpless hand. He exerted strength in the midair, lifted Nalan Xinghui at the nick of time, and threw it high behind him.

Nalan Xinghui only felt as if he was flying through the clouds, his body drew an arc in the air, passed from Yan to the top of his head, and flew forward with a parabolic trajectory.

The breeze on the sand messed up Nalan Xinghui's short hair.

Nalan Xinghui turned around,

Her eyes are already moist.

Yan Zhi was like a cannonball that fell to the ground, falling heavily towards the sand, and his landing place would be where Nalan Xinghui stood just now.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

The sand that fell overwhelmingly was more than ten meters thick. No matter who hit it, it would cause him to vomit blood and die on the spot, and was instantly buried by the sand.

No one can escape the pile of sand falling down like a turbulent wave. This pile of sand is at least 10,000+ catties in weight, and no one can stop it.

Even Man of Steel would be smashed.

Nalan Xinghui could see clearly from the air, the sand waves were covered with corpses covered with corpse spots.

These disgusting little things, like fish, can move freely in the sand, shaking their limp tentacles and waving freely in the sand waves.

It may be that after cleaning the corpses of a few camels and a dozen little devils, the corpses of the corpses skyrocketed and became oblate, about the size of a saucer. Soft and bloated, with a hideous and terrifying appearance, waving big tentacles that creep like slugs one by one, stretching and writhing in the face.

Yan Zhi felt sick for a while, these things lost their eyes.

Along with the sky, the dry and hot yellow sand is full of disgusting rancid smell and suffocating breath of death.

Although Yan Zhi was shocked, he took a deep breath. When he landed, his body abruptly rushed half a meter forward, and his toes barely stepped on the corpse of a captive with a missing head. Kick off, the body is like a shell fired from the chamber, shooting backwards and retreating
In the flash of flint, Yan Zhi raised his head to look at the sand in the air, and slammed down on him in an upward arc. Less than one meter above his head, there were more than a dozen corpses, looking at him eagerly. he.

At this moment, Yan Zhi could clearly see the blue and yellow spots on these corpses that had disgusted him for half a year.

The scorching heat has a stench that can choke people to death.

The momentum of Yan Zhi's backward ejection weakened and he fell. As soon as his back touched the sand, the soft sand would immediately stop his backward momentum, and the sand waves that were as sharp as a knife would instantly crush him. The flesh and bones he cut were separated, and then he was smashed into a pulp and buried.

Even if Yan Zhi was lucky enough to escape being buried by the sand waves, he would not be able to escape the corpses pounced in the sand at any time, and the captives behind him who were still desperately pounced on him.

In the moment of life and death, Yan Zhi retreated as if his back had eyes. When his back landed on the sand, his open palm grabbed a prisoner's ankle and threw him forward. .

With this thrust forward, Yan Zhi's body slid back one meter on the sand surface, kicked a 360-degree rotating leg with both offense and defense, stood up, and raised his leg to kick a prisoner who was rushing towards him. He spat blood from his mouth and poured it backward on the sand.

The body of the captive thrown by Yan Zhi was instantly cut into a bloody mist by the shrapnel-like sand as soon as it touched the sand wave, and burst with a "bang", dyeing the last wave of sand red. At the same time as the waves, after a "click", his skeleton was smashed into white powder, and was blown up by the powerful force, flying around, and burned with a "buzz" as the stars scattered in the sun. .

Those corpses swam instantly in the sand, pounced into the sand, and grabbed the flesh and blood of the captives that had been crushed into a blood mist.

These corpses are not afraid of fire.

Yan Zhi's body was washed instantly, cold sweat drenched every inch of his military uniform.If it is slower by 0.1 second, it will turn into bone phosphorus and burn into fire at this time, that is his beauty.

I just wanted to say that labor and management are lucky!
"call out!"

A bullet made a piercing sound, and Chaoyan Zhi pierced through the air.

This is an Arisaka bullet fired from a [-] Dagai rifle.

"Fuck!"

Yan Zhi could feel the powerful shock wave coming from the northeast direction, and it came in an instant. His body was shaking like lightning, and he rushed to the side. While avoiding the bullet, he picked up the Nepal The saber, from bottom to top, cut open the abdomen of a prisoner, and the internal organs squeezed out of the knife.

"Sorry! It's your bad luck that I didn't kill you with a single knife."

Yan Zhi said in a low voice, and the rabbit came to Nalan Xinghui's side in no time, swung a knife and split the head of the captive who attacked her, and rushed towards the captives holding Nalan Xinghui's hand.

Instead of running to an open space where there were few prisoners, he rushed to a place where the prisoners were densely populated.

The bullet just now was a 50×6.5mm Arisaka bullet, which came from one of the big trees in the thick bushes 200 meters away from the northeast.

Yan Zhi was ecstatic that he had the ability to dodge bullets, but he knew that Nalan Xinghui would never be able to dodge bullets. It would be dangerous if the shooter turned to aim at Nalan Xinghui, so he took Nalan Xinghui and ran into the In captives, dodge bullets that may continue to be fired by the sought-after.

Although the leaves of a big tree are extremely small, they can completely hide a person without being discovered.

Yan Zhi couldn't judge whether the person who shot was still on the tree at this time.

This shot was definitely not fired by the little devil's Sanba Dagai who fled to the two sides of the captive.

This shot was very accurate, and the person who fired it was as calm and stable as a hunting dog. It was definitely not done by a little devil who has lost his soul.

Who will shoot?
After one shot, there was no movement on the tree.

(End of this chapter)