Rebirth of a hero

Chapter 116 Origin
Bang! !

Nan Kuuda looked at the wound on his chest in disbelief, and was repelled by Han Yun's huge force for a few steps, making a deafening sound on the battlefield.

"Ah... do you think you can kill me with this gun? If so, then I will let you die..."

Nan Kuuda roared loudly, grabbed Han Yun's spear with one hand and did not let go, and hit Han Yun's body heavily with the other fist.

puff……

Han Yun was seriously injured and fell to the ground, flying directly hundreds of meters away, and the blood from his mouth was sprayed out desperately.

The gun was seized and he was seriously injured.

Han Yun, who was close to despair, looked at Zhao Gao expectantly, but found that Zhao Gao still showed no signs of moving.

"you……"

Han Yun's voice was hoarse, and he pointed at Zhao Gao with trembling fingers.

Seeing Han Yun like this, Zhao Gao smiled slightly in his heart, "Your thirteen deadly shots are very powerful, and even I feel a little despair, come on! Use the next few shots, it's not that I don't shoot, but I believe you can."

"My lord, can he really do it? Seeing him like this is a flashback. He didn't collapse under the giant's punch. He is considered to be physically strong. I'm afraid he has no strength to show his strength at this time." marksmanship."

Yun Sheng shook his head beside him. He didn't believe that Han Yun could continue to unleash the deadly thirteen guns.

"No? He can, as a warrior, I believe he can! As a warrior who is extremely proud of himself, I believe he can!"

Ah Fei, who was always silent next to him, suddenly spoke, and the long knife in his hand trembled slightly.

He didn't know if his sword-drawn slash could compete with Han Yun's deadly thirteen spears. He didn't want Han Yun to die at this moment, but hoped that he would survive and have a good fight with himself. The duel between the deadly thirteen guns.

But without Zhao Gao's order, he dared not move, and would not move.

Zhao Gao looked at A Fei with admiration, and it was true that this fighting madman under his command knew him well.

On the battlefield, when Han Yun heard Zhao Gao's words, he felt anxious for a while, but when he saw his brother who kept falling to protect him, he grabbed a broken gun next to him with strength from somewhere in his body, and stared at Nan as if he was dead. expand.

The man who was stared at by Han Yun with a death-like gaze felt numb in his body. He suddenly felt a crisis, a huge crisis, a crisis of someone killing him.

At this moment, he hesitated, and stopped the idea of ​​continuing to pursue Han Yun, but it was precisely this moment that gave Han Yun a chance.

"If you want to practice Buddhism, you must first cultivate your heart, and you will be able to shoot the wind and snow and the ice!"

Seeing the hesitant Nan Kuoda, Han Yun grabbed the short spear in his hand and rushed out. His target was Nan Kuoda's head and Nan Kuoda's temple.

Porphyrin...

The broken gun was inserted straight into Nan Kuoda's temple, but it didn't penetrate much.

However, Han Yun didn't think about the fact that his shot could kill Nan Kuo Da, he would directly use his natural essence and blood, and with the consequences of severing his meridians, he forcibly fired the strongest shot in the air.

"Twisting the clouds and fog to hide the murderous intent, sweeping thousands of troops for tens of thousands of miles!"

From a broken wooden gun, a huge wave turned up from it. This huge wave chopped off the head of the giant Nan Kuo Da like a magic weapon, and the remaining waves were even closer to him. Nanban soldiers from Nankuda minced meat.

Bang! !

Han Yun suddenly fell from the sky, his meridians were cut off, and he was already collapsed on the ground, with a hint of relief in his eyes.

"Father... I can only help the people of the Great Wu Dynasty to this extent..."

Looking at Han Yun who was paralyzed on the ground, Zhao Gao showed a trace of satisfaction on his face. It would be good if this shot was used, and the faint crisis in his heart was finally relieved.

"All the officers and men obey the order and kill the thief according to the order!"

The Mieji Knife was unsheathed, and in an instant tens of thousands of powerful forces poured into the battlefield. The Dawu Dynasty, which was originally at a disadvantage, turned around and fought against the Nanman people.

Among them, Ah Fei took the lead, taking away a group of people with every knife. Wherever he passed, he would kill ten times with one step, and never stop for thousands of miles.

"Flee... Go back and report to the High Priest, let them take us to avenge the Commander."

One of the high-ranking officials of the Nanban, seeing that the situation had been reversed for a while, and the commander-in-chief on his side was also killed, hurriedly beat the drums, calling them to retreat.

All of a sudden, the Nanman soldiers who had always been majestic and majestic fled the battlefield in a panic, and were chased and killed by Zhao Gao's subordinates for hundreds of miles.

A Fei, covered in blood, followed Zhao Gao to the dying Han Yun.

"You are very good. Your aura is hundreds of times stronger than that at the Yunhai City auction before, and your thirteen deadly shots also made me feel a little bit of crisis."

"But it's a pity that such a rare genius in a century has fallen into such a fate."

Zhao Gao couldn't help clicking his tongue a few times, with some emotion in his expression.

"Haha... If the Eastern leader had taken action earlier, I, Han Yun, would have ended up like this." The dying Han Yun said sarcastically.

Zhao Gao smiled slightly, nodded acquiescingly, ignored Han Yun's sarcasm, and asked with great interest: "Your thirteen guns are really magical, can you tell me about them? Maybe I will lead you as soon as I am happy." Lead your Han family to a new height."

"Really!" There was a glint of light in the eyes of Han Yun who was dying. In his heart, in addition to adhering to the will of the Han family to protect the people of the Dawu Dynasty, he also attached great importance to the future of the Han family. He also wanted to restore the dignity of his ancestor Han Xin. shine.

"Of course it's true. I, Zhao Gao, have never lied to anyone, and with my strength, it is simply a matter of lifting a Han family."

Hearing Zhao Gao's words, Han Yun finally breathed a sigh of relief, and with the output of this breath, his expression became paler and paler.

"Since...you want to hear it, let me tell you."

"The so-called thirteen fatal spears are a mixture of the strongest spear moves in the world. After countless fusion exercises, a total of the strongest thirteen spears were selected. And these thirteen spears, when practiced to perfection, will be the best in the world. No one, don't kill him!"

"But it's a pity that I, Han Yun, is a genius in my lifetime, but I have only practiced to the eighth shot and I will die in hell."

Speaking of this, Han Yun sighed, his eyes filled with memories, and he talked about a past event: "My grandfather Han Xin was born in a heavy snow, and fought for survival since he was a child.

People have the seven emotions and six desires. When the thirteen emotions are mixed together, my grandfather Han Xin realized his gun intent. Once the gun is used, the human gun becomes one, and he can't put it down. From then on, my grandfather realized the thirteen guns that kill people. .

In the wild desert, beheaded the Huns army of Cholera I, and the name of killing thirteen spears shocked the world. Since then, my grandfather has been invincible in all corners of the world. According to the legends handed down in the family, my grandfather's life There is only one enemy, and that is himself. "

Han Yun sighed and continued: "They all say that my grandfather is a quack killer who likes to kill people behind his back, but my grandfather doesn't care.

Everyone has their own skills. Some people strategize and win from thousands of miles away; "

Han Yun's eyes immediately became firm, and the pallor on his face became more and more serious. He took a deep breath and said: "The so-called thirteen fatal spears are obtained from the mighty grace of heaven. They drive away hundreds of ghosts at night. They are unparalleled in the world and the wind is silent. It's as miserable as still water, light has no shadow, deadlines have no trace, and the sea is full of turbidity."

(End of this chapter)