Even though one of the Fourth Grade Martial Warriors had no premonition of danger as a warrior, it was this single gunshot that, within just a few minutes, had reaped the lives of all three of them on his side.
To the two of them, it seemed as if they were being hunted by the relentless Black and White Impermanence.
Thus, the moment the gunshot sounded, the faces of the two Fourth Grade Martial Warriors below instantly turned deathly pale!
The Fourth Grade Martial Warrior on the left fell to the ground in response to Wang Ye's sniper gunshot, his blood staining the ground crimson.
Wang Ye, gasping heavily, surveyed the area. Only one Fourth Grade Martial Warrior was left. Up until that moment, Wang Ye had been on high alert, but now, he finally felt he could take a brief respite.
After all, out of five Fourth Grade Martial Warriors, only one remained. And in the upcoming fight, Wang Ye was absolutely confident he could defeat this last Fourth Grade Martial Warrior.
