Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

Sangbo, on the other hand, joined the ranks of those who were attacking Yan.

"Damn it! Why are you all attacking me?! Don't you think that red-haired guy with the broom-like hair is easier to beat up?"

Yan, enduring the fierce attacks from Xi'er, Danheng, and Sangbo, complained:

"Damn it, all you know how to do is mess with me, huh?!"

Sambo wielded two curved swords, and his flamboyant fighting style put Yan under some pressure.

Danheng launched a frontal attack, while Sangbo and Xier looked for opportunities to sneak in from the side. The three of them didn't work perfectly together, but they still achieved a 1+1+1>3 effect.

"Hey, you're way more difficult to deal with than that guy. Besides, your teammates will hit you every now and then! Obviously, dealing with you first is the most important thing, right? Hehehe!" Sambo chuckled slyly.

He wasn't wrong.

The number of bullet holes on Yan Huan's back is now far greater than the number of times he has been hit by the three people in front of him.

If we're talking about total damage output, the damage March 7th inflicted on Yan Huan already exceeded the total damage of the other three combined!

"Damn it, you guys are so despicable! You actually called so many people... Seele, is this what you call a fair duel!?"

Xi'er curled her lip, slashed her scythe against Yan's iron rod with a loud crack, and said nonchalantly:

"I think it's perfectly fair! You call for help, and I call for help too, what's unfair about that?"

"And what about this blond guy? Did you call him that too?"

"Yes, we met him on our way here today. He said he was from the upper district and wanted to repay the country for the kindness of Belloberg, so he insisted on coming with us!"

At this moment, Dan Heng, disguised as a blond-haired man, also gripped his sword hilt tightly with both hands, slashed his sword at Yan's iron rod, and said righteously:

"For the sake of Beloborg's stability, it is of course our duty to eliminate villains."

"Damn, with your blond hair, you look like a thug. Is it appropriate for you to speak so seriously?!"

Sambo swung his curved swords forward, forcing Yan to leap backward.

Sambo chuckled slyly:

"Hehe, that's why I said he wasn't sexy enough!"

Yan then looked at Sangbo:

"And you, weren't you also wanted? Why are you still helping them?!"

Did this bastard get a permanent position too?

"I didn't want to either, but they said that as long as I behave well, they would forgive all the things I did in the past, and they even helped me fire one of the guards. It's hard for me not to be tempted!"

The fighting here is in full swing.

On the other side, however, it was unusually quiet.

March 7th, carrying a sniper rifle, infiltrated the snowy forest, with Bronya close behind.

The two men kept firing shots into each other during the chase.

Bronya's bullets would inexplicably change trajectory every time they were about to hit March 7th.

It felt like I brushed against some invisible, transparent shield.

And the bullets of March 7th always seemed to just miss Bronya when they were about to hit her.

This isn't because Bronya has any special abilities; it's simply because March 7th is a master of drawing human figures with a gun.

But... his aim at Yan was exceptionally precise.

Bronya fired another shot.

"boom--!!"

She addressed the person in front of her, March 7th, in a deep voice:

"Give up resistance! Our Iron Guard will be here soon, and you won't escape!"

"what?"

On March 7th, the red-haired man swayed slightly and roared angrily:

"You guys are shameless! We only brought a few extra people to this fight, and you even brought the army and you still have the nerve to talk about a one-on-one fight?"

"There's no need to be so particular about terrorists who attempt to overthrow the Belloberg regime."

"Pah! I hate that excuse the most!"

The current situation is that Bronya knows the gray-haired girl is Yan Huan, but she doesn't know the red-haired girl is March 7th, nor does she know the yellow-haired girl is Dan Heng.

March 7th and Yan Huan also didn't know that Huang Mao was Dan Heng.

The reason is simple: this guy with the blond hair looks too much like a thug, and he doesn't match the Dan Heng they imagined at all!

As for why March 7th and Yan Huan recognized each other at a glance, it's because they knew each other so well.

The two often argued, but since Danheng was mostly normal, he lacked experience in arguing.

Even now, Danheng still doesn't realize who this gray-haired man in front of him is.

On the snow.

Yan was forced to retreat step by step by the three old men.

suddenly.

"boom--!!"

Another bullet struck Yan in the back, causing him to pause for a moment before slowly turning his head.

In the woods behind, March 7th was locked in a fierce battle with Bronya.

The two were far away from Yan.

Yan reached behind his back and pulled out a long, thin bullet, which he could only believe was fired on March 7th.

"My goodness... How could it hit me from that far away? Was it using aimbot?"

"boom--!!"

"..."

"boom--!!"

"..."

"boom--!!"

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Yan gripped the iron rod with one hand, practically creating afterimages as he swung it in front of his body! He could withstand the pressure from Xi'er, Danheng, and Sangbo with just one hand.

But with his other hand, he kept prying bullets out of the bullet holes in his back.

"..."

Hit and hit.

Sambo suddenly stopped moving.

Huang Maodan Heng couldn't help but look at Sangbo behind him, and asked in confusion:

"what happened?"

Sambo shrugged:

"Our damage output isn't even as high as his teammates'!"

"..."

"Damn it!" Yan cursed, grabbed an iron rod, and charged into the woods towards March 7th.

"Damn it, are you blind?!"

Chapter 188 You're so accurate!

"Wind direction, no problem."

"Gravity, no problem."

"The feel is fine too."

"it is good……!"

March 7th lay hidden behind a small mound of earth, peering through an 8x scope at Bronya in the distance.

The other side is also targeting March 7th.

The difference is that Bronya didn't use a scope at all.

"I refuse to believe it, I'm sure I'll hit her this time!" March 7 licked his lips, focusing intently on Bronya.

The entire forest was utterly silent at that moment.

A gentle breeze blew by, and a snowflake drifted down slowly, landing on the broom's head on March 7th.

"boom--!!"

The gunshot rang out like thunder.

On March 7th, he stood up with great joy, for this time he had finally hit the target.

In front.

Bronya pursed her thin lips and looked up.

On the tree, about three meters above Yan's forehead, a long, golden inlay had appeared.

"..."

Yan silently pulled the bullet out of his forehead and looked at March 7th:

"Can you tell me, how did the gun end up in my head when it was clearly pointed at her?"

That's ridiculous!

Yan believed he was already standing high enough, since the tree was quite tall, at least two or three meters above Bronya below.