"What, your granddaughter?" Many generals were dumbfounded. They didn't expect that Lin Wanjie would marry Peng Jue's granddaughter.

"What, is there a problem?" Peng Jue said calmly.

No one would say there was a problem without opening their eyes, but Lin Wanjie said: "Old man Peng, Xinran has recognized you?"

Peng Jue was a little embarrassed and glared at Lin Wanjie without saying anything.

At this time, several more gunshots were heard in the forest, and then a statistician came over and said: "There are only forty-five of the seventy people left."[

Everyone knew how tragic the situation was, and many generals were worried. How embarrassing would it be if all their own troops were wiped out?

But they didn't know that Zhuo Xinran, the big guy, and the five disciples of the three major sects in the forest were already showing their true power.

This is a team competition, and it is also an individual competition. So the team has already said that even if the last person is left, it will be you!

Therefore, they don't care much about the lives of other members of the team.

On the contrary, Zhuo Xinxin, holding a measuring ruler in her hand, drew a circle to protect everyone, then jumped out, and shot every enemy she encountered.

The big guy was sitting there, a little bored. Listening to the continuous gunshots, he couldn't help but rushed out.

"Haha, how dare you come out!" A Shushan disciple had already seen this group of people, but at that time he fired a shot, but when the bullet reached the circle drawn by Zhuo Xinran, it naturally stopped and could not

Advance even a tiny bit.

Only then did he realize that the woman before was a master. Even if she was not a master, the measuring ruler in her hand was still a treasure.

So he made up his mind, preparing to kill Zhuo Xinran in one fell swoop, snatch the magic weapon, and then leave. As for this competition? Let it go to hell.

"Is it you?" The big guy knew that this guy was a master. Lin had told him this before, so he said calmly, "Do you think I am the turtle in the jar? Stop dreaming."

Pick up the gun and shoot at the opponent.

But this guy grabbed the bullet with his hand and sneered: "Trash, you still want to attack me, go to hell!"

He rushed over and clapped his big hand, ready to beat the big guy to death.

The big man was startled, but at this moment, a flash of sword light came and stabbed directly into the heart of the opponent: "If you want to kill someone, you must be the one who dies."

Zhuo Xinran withdrew the Divine Sword of Creation, feeling a little disgusted with these cultivators. She did not expect that these people were murderous, even worse than Lin Wanjie.

But at this moment, dozens of bullets flew towards the two people.

Zhuo Xinran was shocked and wanted to use the measuring ruler to protect himself, but it was too late.

But at this moment, the big man muttered something, and then the Qiankun Kit opened its mouth, and a strong force absorbed all the bullets.

"Hey, this magic weapon is good." Zhuo Xinran praised it and clicked "shoot" several times in succession, and several people fell down again.[

Just like that, about an hour later, Lin looked at the statistician with a smile and said, "Please tell me the latest statistical results."

The statistician was silent for a moment and said: "Someone died."

Peng Jue was surprised and asked: "Who is it?"

"Disciple of Shushan."

"What!" General Wang sat up and shouted, "How is it possible? How could he die if he is so powerful?"

"General Wang, don't get excited. No one is immortal. They may be able to do what others can't, so they just live longer. But when they get to the battlefield, they will still be killed."

Lin Wanjie was very disdainful: "There is a death indicator this time. In fact, even if there is not, they have knives in their hands, so you know there will be no accidents? Hey, it's better to die."

In fact, Lin Wanjie Yuanshen has been paying attention to the game on the field and knows who is dead. In this way, he can also protect Zhuo Xinran and Big Guy.

"Then tell me, how many people are still alive?"

"General Lin, not one of the ten members of your unit has ended up." The statistician is from this military region. He looked at Lin Wanjie with some admiration and said, "The rest, there are only five people. One is from Kongtong, and two others

One from Shushan and two from Kunlun."

"Ah, the two disciples from Shushan have also died, and the two disciples from Kunlun have also withdrawn from the competition." The statistician suddenly shouted.

Everyone was silent for a while.

Three Shushan disciples were killed in an instant, and they were all General Wang's subordinates, which made him a little unbearable.

He sat slumped on the ground, and Lin ignored him and smiled: "Those two disciples from Kunlun are smart enough to choose to withdraw from the competition."

It turned out that they saw Zhuo Xinran's powerful cooperation with the big guy and committed suicide. As soon as there was smoke on his body, it was equivalent to withdrawing from the competition, but there was no need to continue participating.

For a moment, another half hour passed, but there was no sound of gunfire in the forest.

Zhuo Xinran and the big guy were both a little nervous. Because Lin Wanjie said that the last person is the real master, that is, a disciple of the Kongtong Sect.

This person turned out to be in the True Qi realm, much higher than Zhuo Xinran. The key point is that the two people are not at the same level at all.

Such opponents must be dealt with especially carefully.

"Sister-in-law, why doesn't that man come out? He is hiding. This place is so big, how can we find him?" The big man waited anxiously.

Zhuo Xinran said lightly: "Don't worry, he will come out eventually. Well, at worst, if he doesn't come out in three days, then he will be considered as giving up."

Zhuo Xinran has killed many people. Even if that guy kills all eight of his subordinates now, he can't compare to him.[

Besides, they will definitely have to fight in the end?

In the individual championship, there is only one final winner!

In mid-air, Kongtong disciples glanced at everything with cold eyes. When they saw the sword in Zhuo Xinran's hand, their eyes flickered.

He knew that this woman was so powerful solely because of the power of this sword.

In this case, he must kill people, steal goods, and then escape.

When I get to Kongtong, will they still be able to chase me? Huh, even if an army comes to kill me, I won't be afraid.

He was thinking in his mind, and with a flick of his finger, an unparalleled force hit the circle directly.

The eight people were chatting and hesitating about how Zhuo Xinran would kill all the others and how he and the others would compete for first place when a sudden force came and knocked them away.

As gunfire rang out, eight bullets fell on them, and all eight of them were killed.

Each one of them smiled bitterly, and then realized how weak they and others were, with no power to fight back.

Zhuo Xinran was taken aback and shouted: "Don't even try to hide!"

The Divine Sword of Creation swiped in the air, but it didn't hit anyone. Apparently, the guy had already hidden.
Chapter completed!