chapter 368 Crisis

boom! A huge crack appeared on the ground, and the mountains shook. The dry branch was as hard as iron, and when it touched 7's arm blade, it stood still. He Taisui held the dead wood in his hand, his gray pupils were indifferent and ruthless. Invisibly, a gray-white airflow merged into the dead branch. The red light in 7's eyes increased dramatically, shining through the mask. boom! The dry branch in He Taisui's hand slowly sank, and 7's arm blade actually had a faint tendency to retreat. There...