The knife slashed, and the mute seemed to be cut into two pieces.
Brother Kuroda, who can kill the master of the eighth sect of the sword, is so powerful.
Kill him!
All members of the Sea Dragon Society cheered excitedly.
Shut up all of them!
Kuroda Haruhiko yelled, although she cut off the man in front of her.
But there was no joy on his face, but rather he was extremely solemn.
Only the cut-off figure twisted for a moment and quickly returned to its original state.
Why, why didn't you die? Everyone saw the mute standing there as if nothing happened, rubbed their eyes and suspected that they were dazzled.
Only Kuroda Haruhiko understood that it was not dazzling.
The other party avoided the sword light the moment he slashed, but because of the speed, it left behind a shadow, making the outsider look as if he had hit him.
He took a breath of air conditioning.
What kind of reaction is this?
Kuroda Haruhiko roared wildly, and the sword light was swept across the board, and eighteen swords were created in one second. The sword was so fast that no one could see it. Only a sharp sword curtain was seen, such a breathtaking sword technique.
.
Let all members of the Sea Dragon Society worship.
Even Shana closed her eyes in horror, not daring to see what happened next.
Hurry!
The sword curtain contracted and returned to Kuroda Haruhiko's hand. Kuroda Haruhiko's eyes widened suddenly, and a drop of cold sweat fell from his forehead. He just now used eighteen swords, but the other party still stood there motionlessly
These eighteen swords didn't even touch the corner of his clothes.
Is this a human or a ghost?
Kuroda Haruhiko felt a chill on his back for the first time, and a feeling of fear enveloped him.
The mute lowered his head and murmured: No, is it still too weak?
He is now becoming more and more awake, and even knows that he has lost his memory, and knows that only strong stimulation can awaken his memory, so he allows Kuroda Haruhiko to attack him.
I just want him to stimulate his memory.
But, it's useless.
Under Kuroda Haruhiko's knife, he had no feelings.
Kuroda Haruhiko heard the murmur from the mute mouth and felt extremely humiliated. He tried his best to attack, but in the end he only said it was too weak?
His eyes were red and he shouted: Don't underestimate people so much, bastard!
In the rage, Kuroda Haruhiko burst out with an unprecedented sword aura. At that moment, he slashed down, and the sword light even condensed into a sword light. There was a piece of granite in front of him, which would be split by him.
This time the mute did not hide.
He seemed to have lost patience, raised his hand and gently pinched it.
Click!
The sword light suddenly stopped!
From extreme movement to extreme static, the powerful anti-shock force made Kuroda Haruhiko's hands shatter. He saw his knife pause in mid-air, and the only two white and slender fingers that blocked his knife were just two white and slender fingers.
Kuroda Haruhiko's hair stood upside down.
He tried desperately to twitch the samurai sword.
But it was like a samurai shaking a tree, and it could not move the samurai sword at all.
Suddenly, those two fingers twisted, and clicked!
This extremely tough Hequan treasure sword was broken into two pieces.
Kuroda Haruhiko was so scared that she trembled all over and almost rolled and crawled back.
Fire, shoot quickly!
The Hailong Society is not a sect that follows rules and morality. They are just underground forces. This is the base camp of the Hailong Society, so naturally there will be no only swords. Several members of the Hailong Society draw guns and shoot at the mute.
Bang bang bang bang!
The flames spew.
In an instant, the mute was shot more than ten times and was shocked to the ground.
I saw the mute being shot.
Kuroda Haruhiko breathed a sigh of relief. Even if you are a master of the 9th sword master, you can't stop the bullets. This is the sorrow of cultivators in this era, unless you can reach a higher level and practice to the realm of a swordsman or even a sword saint.
But there is no such person.
At this moment, the figure who fell to the ground moved again.
The mute sat up slowly, hugged his head, and his expression was a little painful.
What, how is it possible? Seeing that the mute was still alive, Kuroda was frightened and angry: Shoot, shoot me.
Bang bang bang bang bang bang!
The dense bullets poured on the mute, shaking him backwards, but he held his head and looked struggling in his eyes. The bullets had smashed the mute's clothes to pieces.
Everyone emptied all the bullets in the magazine.
The mute was shot at least hundreds of times, and was so shocked by bullets that he leaned against the wall. There were dense single holes around him.
Now, it should be damned.
Kuroda Haruhiko said tremblingly.
But as soon as his voice fell, the mute who was leaning against the wall slowly lowered his hand holding his head, and raised his head at the same time, the pain in his eyes had receded, replaced by an indescribable coldness and indifference.
Not dead yet!
Kuroda Haruhiko looked at the mute and slowly stood up, with unspeakable fear.
All members of the Sea Dragon Society feel the same way. After all, seeing a person who is shot hundreds of times but still fails to die, you will definitely think you have encountered a ghost.
The mute stood up and walked towards them, while walking, his body was still tinging and falling bullets.
The members of the Sea Dragon Society rushed to replace them with new magazines and shot at the mute wildly, screaming while shooting. It seemed that only in this way could the fear in their hearts be suppressed.
The bullet rushed towards the dumb like a metal storm.
The mute suddenly raised one hand.
boom!
The void seemed to solidify, and all the bullets were suspended in mid-air.
The mute looked at the terrified faces of the members of the Sea Dragon Society and said lightly: Thank you, I helped me remember some things.
His hand waved.
Wow!
All the bullets were shot back.
Puff puff puff puff!
In an instant, it passed through everyone's bodies, and everyone was stiff there, as if they had been imposed on the bodywork.
The mute slowly walked past Kuroda Haruhiko and gently patted his shoulder.
Plop.
Kuroda Haruhiko fell to the ground, and blood oozed out of the bullet holes on her forehead.
As Kuroda Haruhiko fell down, it was thumping!
In the entire warehouse, all the members of the Sea Dragon Society fell on top, and only one person was standing there, Shana, and the mute walked up to her.
Shana looked at the corpses all over the ground with a look of horror, and the mute in front of her, her eyes shone straight, and said: Who are you?
The mute raised his hand and placed it on Shana's forehead, and said lightly: Don't think too much, just have a nap.
After the words came, Shana closed her eyes and fell softly.
The mute hugged her, raised his hand, and a flame rushed out of his palm, igniting the entire warehouse and the body. He walked out of the door, swept the entire Hailong Society base camp, and cleaned up all the members of the Hailong Society.
Then the entire fishing ground was burned clean, then it soared into the sky and disappeared into the air.