Legend of the Asura

The wind felt his body had slowly lost consciousness, and he finally had some understanding of why his father-in-law would have been proud to receive 50 moves from the Ye Emperor.

Half a minute later, his body seemed to be no longer his own, and his consciousness slowly blurred.

“Chaos... the secret...”

If a faint voice sounded in the sense of impunity, he woke up a little bright, his whole body shocked, the remaining consciousness forcibly carried the chaos, barely restoring the right hand's ability to act. The palm of his hand slammed, and the bright red blade stabbed his thigh hard.

The intense pain made the consciousness of the wind clear, he drank loudly, the power of chaos was all over his body, instantly breaking through the atmosphere of the Ye Emperor oppressed, speed to the extreme, turned into a crippled film swinging flying feathers to the Ye Emperor.

Nobody ever made me eat like that!

Martial arts, only fast, Sword God, let me see how you can break my windy speed.

The airplane was broken and the waveless face of the Yehuang Tianjing revealed surprise, but the calm was restored momentarily, and a purple ancient sword emitting majesty had been added to his hand sometime.

Windy feathers are nearby, the Ye Emperor cannot escape, the right hand of the sword slightly sway, instantly weaving a dense, airy purple sword net, covering the entire body of the wind.

The wind seemed to feel like countless swords stabbing him all over his body. The other side had only one sword, but made him feel that countless swords were waving together, completely blocking his path. Only a few more points forward, he would be hanged.

The wind was frightening, moving quickly sideways, but slightly less than before, the left side of the body was in severe pain, and the left arm and chest had been engraved with sword.

Ye Emperor stood with a purple sword in his hand, as if he had never moved.

The wind gasped, and there was already a terrible wave in my heart.

One move, just one move hurts itself.

A sword, illusory of countless shadows, and each shadow has a strong sword strength, making one unable to evade, unable to resist, let alone close to his body.

Ignoring the countless tiny wounds, the wind once again squeezed the light feather in his hand, and he had decided to spell it again, gambling at his appalling speed that the Sword God could not make it.

The wind suddenly disappeared and a red light burst into the right arm of the Ye Emperor.

Huaxia's top ten soldiers rank third in Emperor Sword Ziyang, which is a must have in his life.

The whistling wind blows through your ears, and the wind has boosted your speed to the extreme. All of a sudden, a very dangerous breath came from his right side - not from the Sword God, but from the feeling of death.

Even though the wind is not chaotic, instantly running all the chaos, exerting the power of chaos to the extreme, the raw twist of the space around his body...

Ye Emperor saw a scene that shocked him... The blood Emperor Shadow Wind, fast enough to be invisible to the naked eye, broke the physical rules completely, instantly turned back at the same speed, disappeared in the dark night, at the moment of his return, a silver bullet dangerously rubbed over his leg.

Any moving object that wants to stop or reverse motion must have an inertial buffer process where the speed drops to zero, the faster the buffer, the greater the distance required, the longer. And the wind completely violated that principle, like a light that suddenly touched the mirror and was instantly reflected back by the original speed.

Ye Emperor Tian stayed quietly for a while, sighed, put away Ziyang sword and floated back to his previous hiding place.

“Xiao, you still can't help it. ”

Xiao Eagle looked stuck, incredibly at her hands. It took a long time for me to get a little lonely and say, “It's someone you value so much. Twenty years later, I finally missed it once -- and so close. ”

“Next time, if you don't feel comfortable, he's a proud man and will never change his style because of our presence. The next time he shows up, he will definitely be reminded of where he wants to appear. ”

The wind fainted for a moment and finally fell on a wasteland, gasping heavily. The reversal of space just now depleted almost all of his power of chaos.

Against the laws of the world, the first layer of his chaos trick could only be forced to do it. Yesterday, he pulled the space between him and Nanny Liu with one hand, which seemed easy, but actually consumed most of his chaos power.

“The Sword God and the Sniper went out at the same time. It's not such an honor to be here on purpose.” Sitting on the ground, the wind slowly returned to its strength and the wounds were healing at a rate that was visible to the naked eye.

“Being able to escape life under the hands of the Sword God and the Sniper God is incredible. It's incredible.” The wind laughed silly and accidentally pulled the wound on his chest, suddenly grinning his teeth.

The leader of the Huaxia Eagle Group, the Sniper Eagle, the Eagle-like eye, the Leopard-like reflex nerve, took human life a kilometer away, never missed.

“I think I heard a blurry voice that woke me up, and, as if it were Wan 'er's voice... whoops, it must have been an illusion. ”

Fengyao couldn't sleep on the upside down, and his heart was beating wildly. Because my brother still didn't come back, this time, it was longer than ever.

Feng Yao turned the other side in endless suffering and prayer.

“Bang-" a slight, extreme landing noise rang on the balcony, and after a while, a slighter, closing noise was heard next door.

Feng Yao smiled joyfully on his face and gently fell asleep with a soft body.

Looking at the wounds all over his body, the wind showed a hint of indifference on his face.

Seventeen wounds! Even if you are a sword god, I will give it back to you together!

…………

“Sweetie, don't look at me all the time. Eat up.” The wind looked at her with a smile.

“Mmm-hmm!” The water was soft and gentle. She continued to play with the egg tarts on the plate. She thought to herself, "Young master, how can you eat them?"

“Ding! Princess Mizuki's maid requests entry, is that allowed? ”

“Princess Mizuki? You're not dead, are you?” The wind sees his water soft as well.

“Allow it!" The wind pulled her out.

“At the behest of His Eminence and Princess Shui Yue, the Slave Moon returned to Princess Shui Yue the materials left in the Princess's house.” The little maid said in a humble manner. The four younger eunuchs behind them carried a large pile of packed items.

“Princess Watersoft?” The wind looks strangely soft on the water, "you don't mean? ”

The water lowered its head softly and squeezed it for a while before saying: “I am the sister recognized by Princess Mizuki and the goddaughter recognized by my father, the Emperor, so they call me Princess. But I usually serve Princess Mizuki, so the maid is better suited for me. ”

“Are you really a princess?!” The wind widened my eyes, my mother, and Emperor Tianlong sent me a princess as a maid. What does he mean? Let's not send all our daughters to the door.

No wonder yesterday Princess Mizuki fought for a maid and me to kill you. I'm alive. I robbed her sister.

Four young eunuchs put their things down and bowed down to bid farewell with the little maid.

“Sweetie, if you're the emperor's goddaughter, why would he send you to me as a maid? ”

“Because... because...” the soft hand hung the corner and raised his eyes and said: “Father said you are strong, only I am worthy to be your maid, and that you will love me, and said... and told me to listen to everything you say. ”

Am I good? Well, you found out. Well, in return for your knowledge, your daughter is welcome to accept it.

The princess seemed to be a good choice, and the wind suddenly smiled badly.

Water softens and subconsciously protects the chest, although every time it doesn't succeed.

“Young... Young Master, where's Sister Xi Ruo?” Water softens and tries to turn the subject around.

“The lazy bastard hasn't gotten up yet, but he'll be with you soon. ”

“Who are you calling lazy?” Yang Xieruo just came out of the back garden with a smile.

“Cheryl, are you up? Haven't had breakfast.” The wind rushed up to grab her hand and the other hand touched her soft hips without a trace.

Yang Xi Ruo softly “Ah” crimson, gently escaped the hands of the wind and ran to the soft side of the water.

“Sister Soft, let's go plant flowers and ignore this big bad guy.” He glanced at him and the two girls flew into the backyard like two butterflies.

“There's a naughty side to it!” The wind hey hey smile.

“Boss, is that you?” Yang Aotian's voice came from the caller.

“Well, don't you think your boss is one of a kind? By the way, how come you weren't online yesterday. ”

The silence across the street took a while to say: "Boss, if it's up to you to protect it, ”

“Oh, you put a hundred hearts into it, I'll make her happy.” He understands what Yang Aotian means. Without his worries, he can carry out his revenge plan without any hesitation.

“Practice level!” Despite a hundred reluctances, he had to go to Ghost Sen's Reaper Cemetery, the only place best suited for his practice.

“Shall we let the little one out?” After a while, the wind abandoned the idea, as the release of the goods was not expected to play any role, and the spirit had to be dispersed to protect it.

The third floor of the Reaper cemetery began to sound a man's laughter and the screams of countless poor people.