Several Ouyang female relatives also picked up their weapons and rushed forward.

Nangong Fu roared: "Ouyang——"

He stretched out his hand and pulled it out, but it was empty.

The bullets swept across the hills, but they couldn't hurt Murong Yanran and the others.

In addition to the opponent's condescending position and constantly changing positions, the shooting range is also far lower than that of Murong Jingrui.

Because Ouyang Wuji and his counterattack were useless.

This also made Ouyang Wuji and others even more crazy, charging towards the hills regardless of whether they were willing to get closer and die together.

“Pu Phu Phu—”

Just as they arrived below the hill, gunfire sounded loudly on both sides, and Murong Yanran and the others were shooting at will.

Countless sniper bullets poured out, hitting Ouyang Wuji, Nangong Fu and others.

The number 30 screamed, shattering like paper-breaking people, and blood splattered to the ground.

“Ahhhh——”

Ouyang Wuji also trembled, twisted constantly, and then carried a weapon-
Chapter completed!