Legend of the Asura

Demon Wolf - Crazy also stood still, watching himself lose nearly a quarter of his life, and stood there for half a day without reacting.

As a Shield Defender, most of his skills are defense-enhancing and life-enhancing. At level 20, the Shield Defender has a generic Elemental Resistance Skill that resists 20% of magic damage.

Even so, he was nearly 900 lives shot with an arrow by a 21-year-old priest.

How is that possible?

Feng Yao was not in the mood to accompany him, and the third holy arrow had been fired.

The white light flashed and the wind found itself transferred to the resurrection point of the Emperor City of Tianlong. The crowd in Tianlong Square is still flowing, but is clearly much less than usual.

“Boss, boss, call boss... whoa, finally got in touch with you, where have you been before!” Xiao Weather roared abruptly.

“A hidden map, unable to communicate with the outside world, what's so urgent? Did Kiyoko run off with someone else?” Windy hey, smile.

“Shit, I'm not kidding you! Yao 'er's sister is in the Tianlong Arena and Simon Maniac's stupid wolf PK, come quickly! ”

“What?! ”

The wind had run out of time to hear what Xiao Tian had to say. He hung up his comms and tried to spark fire in his eyes.

“White! Come out - the spirit of the wind! Spirit Wind! ”

“Siemens! Prepare to bear my wrath! ”

Right in the center of Tianlong Square, suddenly a huge tiger buzzed, and in a blink of an eye, a huge white tiger was like a flying arrow off the string, spreading the crowd north. Stunning countless players.

“Weird... monster siege?” Player A rubbed his eyes hard.

“No… no, I see clearly, go… there is a man sitting on it!” Player B stutters, "he said.

“Who?”

“A strange black mask, a light gold cape... Shura! ”

The Tianlong Arena is large and covers an area comparable to the reality of Jinghua University. And in such a big arena, countless players are hugging the door, desperately trying to squeeze in —— there's only one possibility, and it's already stuffed.

The Tianlong Arena is a special setting in Tianlong Imperial City for PK players in the city, where neither P alone nor 3P nor group P will increase the value of evil, nor will anyone control it, but there will be no loss for those who hang up. Almost every day, there are countless people out there who consult or rehearse or seek revenge, but there is absolutely no day that crowds to that extent.

“Get out of the way! ”

The speed of the wind is undiminished and flushes straight to the impenetrable entrance of the blocked water.

Huge roars led people to turn around, but shocked to discover that they were headed for a giant white tiger! Instinctively panicked and fled, the front door was chaotic and most were ready for battle.

“White, jump!” The wind has not yet lost its reason to rush into the crowd, and that will only provoke anger.

Little Bai shouted, the sound was shocking, and the whole Tianlong Arena heard clearly. In the loud roar, Xiaobai | jumped high with the wind, this leap was more than two meters high.

“Spirit Dance! ”

Xiaobai's weird stoppage of the falling tiger actually pedaled in the air, keeping the original speed across the crowd and rushing towards the center.

The shocking roar and white shadow attracted the attention of the competition venue, and suddenly countless broken glass sounded and a wide variety of glasses fell off the floor.

“My God… am I dreaming? ”

“It's Shura! The man on the tiger's back is Shura! ”

This cry further aggravated the riots among those who had already begun to riot.

“That tiger - must be the Purple Eyed Cloud Tiger on the Riding Leaderboard! ”

“Shura... it's Shura! ”

“Oh, so handsome, how can you be so handsome? I want to die! ”

“Shura, Shura, I love you! ”

Xiaobai gently landed in the middle of the arena, while still not forgetting to send a tiger whistle of demonstrations. Since then, Xiaobai has a new name.

Shura's ride!

Xiao Tian and Chen Bing sighed heavily. When the boss arrived, they didn't have to worry about anything. After six years of friendship, they haven't seen him suffer.

It's just the boss's tiger, he's so fucking handsome.

Yang Xiaoru's nervous face also completely relaxed. In her world, there's nothing he can't solve. In her ears, the screaming of countless teenage girls made her both proud and somewhat tasty.

Feng Yao's hand with the light arrow stopped in the air. From the moment he appeared, she looked at him until he landed in front of her as if he were alone in the heavens and the earth.

Just firm in her eyes, not diminished at all.

Demon Wolf - Crazy and cold, because two cold eyes shot him straight into the heart like two swords.

Is he Shura? The one who trampled my wolf gang? Demon Wolf - Wants to say a few harsh words, but finds himself unable to make a sound no matter how open his mouth, his back is already sweaty.

Demon Wolf - help as big as enemies, clustered behind Demon Wolf - madness. They were the first gang to confront Huro, and they knew Huro's horrors best. And many of the members of the Wolf gang, who had dealt with Shura, began to tremble.

Bullshit! It's called massacre! Unilateral massacre! Whoever it is, it was killed by a sword and there was no chance of any resistance at all.

They can never forget what it was like to be in hell when Shura looked at them.

Shura's Eye!

“Shura! This is about my Demon Wolf gang and Love Palace. I advise you to stay out of this, or do you naively think you can handle more than a thousand of us on your own?” Wolf One finished biting his teeth and the armor on his back was completely wet.

He was facing Shura for the first time, but felt like he was facing an insurmountable mountain, and the invisible momentum and killing pressure kept him breathless. Though there were a thousand people on his side, it didn't make him feel any easier.

But the Wolf Gang must not weaken, otherwise it will only become more of a laughingstock for others.

Xiao Tian shook his head and said: “Speaking of playing games, my old man couldn't even catch up with a horse. I really don't know how the boss's momentum came about when he stormed off... is it the legend that shook the death of thousands of little strong bastards? ”

Chen Bing heard the first half nodding in favour, and when he heard the second half, three uncontrolled black lines emerged from his brain.

“Threaten me?” When the wind laughed happily, what he hated most was being threatened.

My favorite is being threatened. If you don't kill for too long, your hands will itch.

In public, Wolf One unwittingly took two steps backwards.

Don't say it's a thousand people, just because the wind is now 30% capable state, ten people are enough for him to drink a pot.

But only if these idiots violate his biggest taboo - Fengyao, who died 10,000 times, and will never let anyone who hurts Fengyao rest.

His eyes turned to look positively negative at his wolf - the madness, the cold smile, the sword instantly appeared in his hand.

“Brother!” The silent rhythm of the wind has prevented the impending flight.

The members of the Werewolf Gang, who are nervously tight all over their bodies, almost collapsed by the sound of this soft penetration into their bones, like suddenly chopping a bow and arrow full of standby, how painful that feeling must be.

Brother?

The cattle who had been speculating about Shura's relationship with Yao Feng almost cried out.

What kind of brother is that? Brother or brother?

It's not torture!

Shouldn't Hulo's lady be Yang Xiaowei on the fairy list? Did Shura step on two boats? No, no, that's... that's my brother.

Numerous animals almost ready to commit suicide took a long breath of relief.

The first gang of Love Palace Lovers in the Round, Wind Yao Dream, immediately began to spread the news of Sister Shuro at an alarming rate in Tianlong mainland and in national and even world forums.

“Brother, he's right. It's between me and their gang. Let me do it myself, okay?” The Gaoyao vein looked into his blindfolded eyes and said.

The wind looked at Fengyao with surprise, because she rarely showed such a side, or had never done so.

“Brother, this is the fastest way for my gang Levi... brother, I can do it.” The whisper of Fengyao came from his ear, with firmness in his heart.

Looking at Feng Yaoxi's eyes, after a brief silence, the wind nodded vigorously, closing the siege in his hand and slowly moving aside on Xiaobai.

She is still the one who hides behind her brother forever, but from now on, she wants to create a day for her brother with her weak hands.