Legend of the Asura

A terrible cry spread into the wind's ears, with no remorse or mercy on the wind's face. Instead, it revealed a smile.

You had a chance to resist the fate of your father, and it worked... but I didn't.

I envy you... and you, under the Yellow Springs, should thank me very much.

The wind did not leave immediately, but swimmed quickly against the smooth wall, the smell of the sword god, have greeted him many times.

Even deliberate provocation, he had never refused, which was self-confidence and pride.

By the time he reached the roof, the blue purple sword was already waiting for him.

“Twenty years, apart from that man, you're the only one I've ever appreciated, and so young. Unfortunately, you touched the bottom line of the country.” Ye Emperor sighed, there are too few people who can force him to do it, and he, is the one.

"I'm not your opponent, but I'm here... do you know what I'm doing? ”

Ye Emperor is silent.

The first time he fought him, it was easy to lock him with an air machine and almost compress him to collapse, but this time he found himself unable to do so.

“Pay your debts!” Just as the cold went down, the black shadow stabbed the past with red light.

“How fast! ”

Upstairs, 300 meters away, a middle-aged man in red with a telescope couldn't help but admire.

“But if that's all it takes, Brother Ye should be able to kill him easily. ”

Xiao Ying shook his head: “You underestimate him too much. Is that the only way to let Brother Ye do it himself? He's the one who can avoid my snipers. ”

The red man's eyes sparkled with a flash of fire and stared closely at the war situation in front of him, afraid to miss a tiny bit.

Ye Emperor's body did not move at all, as if it had not reacted. The rushing wind suddenly felt a huge amount of energy pressing against him, pressing his chest couldn't breathe, his eyebrows suddenly held up, the chaos gushed out, the speed was not slow and fast, the red light dotted hard on Ye Emperor's arm.

Sword God's face moved slightly, his body quickly retracted at the fastest speed, while the purple sun sword in his hand finally moved.

“Instead of suppressing each other, Brother Ye was forced to retreat...” The red man frowned.

“The other side is going too fast, even Brother Ye won't have a chance to make a sword if he doesn't back off. Martial arts in the world, only fast, this statement is true. Regarding internal strength, he is less than Brother Ye, but the superb speed of entering the holy place gave him the strength to confront the Sword God.” Xiao Ying sighed, and he was very upset about his last failure.

“Brother Xiao, if you use your best moves, do you think he can hide?” The redcoat man said.

Xiao Ying slightly peered, silently said: “Perhaps he can… in my opinion, he has at least 20% certainty to escape. ”

“What?” The telescope in the Red Man's hand almost fell off, and he just said casually that he didn't expect to get the answer.

“It is accepted that even a fairy cannot escape. Is it possible that he can escape?” Though only 20%, whenever possible, it's enough to surprise him. Because even the invincible Sword God can only shake away with a full-body true Qi shield if he is prepared to face the ultimate skill of the Sniper, and escape… is impossible.

Thinking of his incredible comeback the last time he avoided his bullet, Xiao Eagle nodded heavily: "I can assure you that I will hit him 100%, but not 80% of what I have already targeted. If he's ready, less than 50%. He seemed to have the natural ability to sense danger and the reflex nerve from terror to extremes. ”

The look on the red man's face became more concentrated and excited. The silent red blood began to boil slowly.

If the Sword God does not do it, he will strike at the stone. The purple sword in your hand dotted out like rain, and your breathing room stabbed hundreds of swords, blocking all angles of the wind going forward. Meanwhile, countless purple shadows of light swept out of the air, lightning, covering his entire body.

At that time, Ye Emperor fought alone with the power of one man, and the purple sun came out, and the purple light sword shadow of the sky sprinkled brilliantly. None of the top ten could get close to his body within three meters. Instead, he was instantly left with countless wounds by the sword's guts, which seemed to be impenetrable as dense wind and rain.

Although it has been thirteen years, only five of the top ten Dongxiang masters of the year recall that the war was still a fearless battle. Everyone knew that ten of them had been defeated by Huaxia Sword God alone, but no one could imagine how quickly the battle would end. Just one move... the moment the sword god Ziyang sword waved, three dead and two wounded, and they didn't even touch the corner of the sword god.

They feared that they had travelled to the ancient warring world of Huaxia several times to show off their martial arts. Since the battle 13 years ago, they have not dared to step on Huaxia half a step.

The cold, icy sword makes the wind hurt like a knife on his face and body. The sword of the Sword God is far faster than his own body. Unless someone can keep up with the speed of his sword, there is absolutely no chance of dodging and recruiting.

And the wind is a man who can barely keep up with the speed of his sword, not the speed of his eyes, so he can't see the trajectory of the sword; not the speed of his hand, so he can't fight; but the speed of his body, so he can hide.

The Sword God's sword style was all struck in the open space, the wind had stood five meters away, his breath gasped heavily, and immediately followed by his body burst out without warning, the speed was unreserved, it was to fight with the Sword God hard.

Ye Emperor was slightly stunned, the purple sun sword swept up a clear breeze, seemed silent, while the wind coming to the face clearly felt a sword of shock and horror, and himself, like a small boat in the wave that could be smashed at any time.

Faced with the storm that was about to sweep in front of him, the wind had no fear on its face. The blade of the flying blade in its hand turned into a red light and lasered out. At the same time, the power of chaos instantly turned the space in front of it, allowing its body to reflect back at an extremely rapid rate.

Seeing the red light shooting at himself, the face of the sword god did not change, the body did not have any hidden movement, the purple sun sword in the hand gently swing, accurately and correctly affixed to the flying red blade, with extremely strong internal force to suck the flying blade firmly on the sword.

While sucking on the flying blade, a sharp, broken voice came from the front of the Ye Emperor. The moment after the wind returned, the remaining forces of chaos surged, reversing the space in front of him again, and reflecting his body to the Sword God once again.

The Sword God was slightly surprised, he had not returned to the sword to fight, but was also slightly surprised, because with the fragile internal force of the other party, it was not possible to inflict any damage to his body without using the Divine Soldier's weapon.

But he's wrong.

A dark, creepy light stretched out of the wind's black sleeves, scratching a deep visible bone on his arm.

The telescope in Red Man's hand fell to the ground, and a strange spark flashed over his root-raised hair. “Sword God, he's hurt...”

“Yeah... this is the first time he's been hurt since he left the division. Even in the face of Dong Yi's top ten masters, he was never cut in half. ”

“Brother Chan, is he qualified to let you do it now?” Xiao Ying looked at him and his eyes flashed.

The fire god Chen Yan.

The surface of Chen Yan's body lit a purple flame, and the surrounding temperature instantly rose to a height of fear. Strong as Xiao Eagle also quickly left ten meters away to prevent burns.

“Beyond the speed of the bullet, see how close you are to me burning all the flames.” The fire god Chen Yan's breath moved and the ground beneath his feet began to melt slowly - oddly enough, his clothes did not show any signs of burning.

Ye Emperor's eyes were completely out of focus, his left hand slowly drooling, the wound's blood draining outward at an incredible speed, even with his vast internal force as the sea, he could barely slow the bleeding rate a little.

“The cursed blade of evil has an instinctive frenzy for blood and, once wounded, it dries up. Heavenly desire cannot but be extinguished by its own selves - Huaxia's Top 10 Divine Soldiers rank second in the ranks of Evil Blade! - The Feng Soul Sword Saint is who you are.” Ye Emperor's left arm seemed to have lost consciousness, and his eyes slowly moved onto the short black blade in his hand.

“It's my father!” With his fleeing body crashing, the power of chaos, which he would not have had, was almost completely lost, leaving behind only a little power of escape on his feet.

“No wonder you are so disgusted by the Union of Southern World Families (UNASUR). ”

“The vengeance of my father, not in heaven! ”

Ye Emperor sighed and tried to stop the feeling of his left arm being eaten mad. “In that time, the Southern World Alliance was wrong, but it was mainly wrong on your father...”

“Shut up!” The sword god could not help but sit idly by as the wind swept up all over his body and the raging red light in his eyes. “Even if you are a sword god, you must never insult my father! ”

“Whoever you are! Can't stop me from slaughtering Tamwood!! ”

Cold chills make the surrounding temperatures seem to have dropped a few points. The next moment, the windy body jumps off the roof and disappears.

Ye Wang Tian stood there idly, how could he not see that the other party had exhausted, and he had absolute certainty to kill him just by catching up. But he didn't, or he wasn't interested anymore, and tonight's brief World War I hit him too hard.

The wind ran for several kilometres, getting closer and closer to his home, but his body was getting softer and blurred. Finally, he fell into an obscure alley.

Before he passed out, he exhausted his last efforts to take out his protected, intact phone, sent a message, and then passed out completely.

Countless amounts of blood slipped off him like a fine stream. Though the sword of the sword god did not touch him, the sword strength of the sharp bone left countless fine like cow hair on him but deep into the inner wound. Now that the power of chaos has dissipated, he can no longer stop the blood flow.

Jinghua University, a single-person dorm decorated with elegance and sweetness, has turned the opposite side of the bed. Although it is already midnight, it has no intention of falling asleep. She was staring at the picture of her brother on the ceiling, and she was so worried. Suddenly, the white phone around her vibrated slightly, and her body sat up quickly, holding the phone to a point she couldn't wait to hold. Finally, her face revealed a sweet smile that would make all men lose their souls, and then she easily beat a debt and fell asleep with a soft quilt.

When the wind woke up, the sky was still bleak, but there was a faint light. He grabbed the phone and pressed one number at a time.

On the phone, a dissatisfied voice was heard inside, but the wind was no longer clear, and the moment before he fainted again, he finally threw up two unclear words:

“Help me...”

Xiao Tian held the phone's hand and solidified, his sleepiness instantly disappeared. After a few seconds of inactivity, he began to shake his hands and call Chen Bing.

A minute later, a black car rushed out of the military compound like lightning bolts. The heavily armed guards at the door were facing each other, but no one dared to stop them.