Chapter 367: 7

"How about Yuner?"
He Nuyan, who was far away, also rushed over. When he saw He Yun look like this, his heart ached and his face was pale.
He Taisui didn't say anything. He handed He Yun to He Nuyan. He just held a sword and looked at the people by the river.
Afterwards, he stepped on his feet, the branches and leaves did not move, but the person was 100 meters away.
"kill him!"
The masked man roared with a trace of horror. He could destroy the helicopter and cut the existence of the catching net with a single sword. He had a certain number in his heart, otherwise he would not directly ask for help from the gods.
This is a disaster-level powerhouse, and among the disaster-level powerhouses, it is absolutely extraordinary.
In that instant, the gunfire continued, and bullets rained.
In an instant, nearly a hundred gunpoints were aimed at the figure that moved in the air.
However, when these bullets fell beside He Taisui, the sword light was like wind and snow, isolating everything.
All the bullets were wiped out in the wind and snow, quietly.
This scene made the soldiers' eyes widened, and it was difficult to conceal the fear in their hearts.
"Keep shooting!"
The masked man shouted angrily, and he kept backing away to delay time.
At this time, He Taisui had crossed hundreds of meters and appeared in front of the nearest soldier.
The sword light is like snow, and the heads are big.
The blood spewed like a spring, almost smashing the hearts of the soldiers.
They were shooting, but this time, none of them had ever touched He Taisui. The few bullets fell on He Taisui's side, and were wiped out by the wind and snow-like sword energy.
He Taisui stepped, his pace was very slow, but behind him, big heads were thrown out, and hot blood gushed out.
It was just a few blinks of an eye, and there was already a road behind He Taisui.
"He is not a human!"
Some soldiers roared almost collapsed, no longer willing to fight, and fled in embarrassment.
They were originally hired by money, and they were far less loyal. In life and death, their lives were hanging by a thread, not to mention money.
Suddenly, the remaining soldiers fled around, only the masked man was angry.
"You dare to run away from this group of trash!" He was frightened and furious, but escaped faster than the soldiers.
But when he looked back, a pair of cold eyes made him fall into hell.
brush!
A sword light came, and the masked man rushed to the ground in an instant.
When he came back to his senses, a heartbreaking wailing sounded involuntarily in his mouth.
"my leg!"
He watched his legs fell on the ground half a meter away, his legs stained with mud, his whole body almost collapsed.
He Taisui looked at the masked man, without sorrow or joy, only the cold light in his eyes, killing intent like a piece of snow.
"Spare me, I don't dare anymore!" Faced with life and death, the masked man had already gone aloft, he begged, and kept moving his hands back.
He Taisui never spoke, and the sword in his hand could not be swung.
The mask was shattered, and half of his mechanical cheeks appeared in front of He Taisui.
But the half-metal skull gradually dimmed until it disappeared.
I am afraid that this masked person would never think of it until death, how could a Chinese woman provoke such a strong man.
He Taisui sniffed the breath at the tip of his nose. He stood there for a few minutes before sighing softly.
"Infinite Heaven!"
He learned the mantra of the old way of dragon and tiger, every time the old way of dragon and tiger kills, he will sigh so as to kill evil with shame. Then, if you encounter someone who should be killed, you will still do it again.
After He Taisui sighed, he suddenly felt that it had such a small effect, but it was so magical than the old ways of Longhu.
He turned his head and looked into the distance, He Nuyan had already renewed his life with the power of the master.
However, there is a trace of sadness in He Taisui's eyes. As early as when he was in contact with He Yun, he knew that He Yun's vitality was almost exhausted.
The organs of the body have almost reached their limits, and they are even more lifeless after returning to the light, and some organs have even stopped functioning.
Hopeless!
The girl who used to call Uncle Tai Sui behind her and watched herself drink and practice martial arts, will eventually return to the underworld and be judged by the Yama?
He Taisui smiled sadly, and the killing intent that had subsided in his heart was mentioned again for some reason.
The road to martial arts is beyond life and death. Who can be to blame?
He Taisui just stood like this. He looked at the rising sun and didn't move any more. He Nuyan's sorrow sounded in his ears, and the sword in his hand clenched again.
Finally, he turned around and saw the figure jumping across the banks of the river in the distance.
It is also a mask, with quirky lines, covering the entire face.
There is a 7 on this mask.
He Taisui looked at this figure, gently raising the sword in his hand.
The visitor hadn't spoken, only the quirky lines on his face and 7 reflected cold light in the sun.
The international transcendent forces know that the soldiers of the gods never had names, only numbers. And the number, that is only the top disaster-level weapon will have.
"No. 7 is good too!"
He Taisui picked out a cold killing intent from the corner of his mouth. He looked at the masked man and rushed out with a sword in his hand.
The sword is in front, and the person is behind, like a peerless sharp blade out of its sheath, tearing mountains and rivers.
At the moment He Taisui shot, 7 also acted.
He just lit his waist, and a blue barrier appeared in front of him.
boom!
The earth cracked, but the sword and blue screen never wavered.
"This is the Atlans shield of the gods?"
He Taisui took the sword decisively, leaping gently into the air and thinking.
The shield of Atlans, which claims to be capable of defending even missiles, is one of the rare research results of the gods, and it is extremely difficult to break even if it is innate.
The sword fell again, and He Taisui held the sword in both hands, swooping down from the air, and the meteor hit the mountain.
In a thunderous roar, the ground under 7 sank several inches, and the surrounding ground was even more cracked, and even the cracks spread to the big river, which was filled with water.
But this time, there was a trace of surprise in He Taisui's eyes.
He looked at the unmoved blue screen and felt the horror of the gods.
With these two swords, he never kept his hands, but now, he has not even broken the opponent's defense.
Are these the gods?
He Taisui's eyes are cold. He swept across the same generation of China when he was young, and he was a peerless Chinese. However, he rarely involves overseas forces, and he felt terrible when he fought against a top overseas force for the first time.
A piece of scientific research is enough to resist the innate and be invincible. If such scientific research spreads to hundreds or thousands of people, who in the world can stop this army?
At this moment, 7 finally started.
His arm actually began to change, dissolve, and finally turned into a dark red sharp blade.
boom!
The sharp blade was cut out, but the sound of the wind was torn apart, and the sword that was connected to the blue screen appeared a crack.
Click!
The sword split in two, and He Taisui shot it, then flew upside down and fell onto a branch, looking at the broken sword in his hand, there was a gleam in his eyes.
Soon, he abandoned the sword in his hand, folded a dead branch beside him, and pointed at 7.
call!
The squally wind blew up, and the trees at He Taisui's feet seemed to dry up in an instant.
He Taisui’s pupils turned into grayish white at some point, and a faint meaning of extinction spread, but the dead branch in his hand, at this moment, is like a peerless, facing the oncoming 7 and the front in his hand Extremely sharp arm blade.
(End of this chapter)