Legend of the Asura

(Needle: This chapter is boring.

She couldn't help but be intoxicated by the slim sound of the violin in her ears and slowed down the movement under her feet. The sound of the wire was weak, but as if it was fatally appealing, she wanted to close her eyes to enjoy and taste more slowly, and her bow-handed hands drowned unconsciously.

Fortunately, her mind was resilient to ordinary people and she woke up violently, but her mind had raised a strange feeling of anxiety, because she clearly noticed that the sound of the violin came from the love wind Yao Dynasty. Her weapon, too, happens to be a violin.

“Snow! ”

As the rainbow nibbles gently, a horse, white as snow, appears beside her. Its appearance gave rise to a shout because it was clearly “a little snow a thousand miles” on the riding leaderboard!

White horses, Rainbow Neon's ability to move has grown considerably, and with the full force of riding underneath, you can only see a gorgeous white shadow on the field. In the white shadow, three arrows fired at Fengyao.

Shit!

The first layer of the sacred barrier was broken, and Feng Yao Xiu frowned, without showing any panic. Without further hesitation, her hands stroked the voodoo again. Only this time, from a light dial to a cloud-flowing play, Fiber Five fingers danced indiscriminately on the strings, waving the melody.

The violin with its deadly appeal came again, but this time, it seemed to have multiplied its magic. While trying to enjoy the music, her only feeling was sleepiness.

She is stronger than the holy instrument voodoo. As the strength of Fengyao grows, so does the ability of the vodka. Even if it is Xiao Tian, it is difficult to last ten seconds under the sound of this violin with conscious resistance, not to mention the rainbow neon of unprepared and unprotected consciousness.

When she finally felt wrong and her consciousness was clear, she was already late. In the Immortal Dream, her last glimmer of consciousness was completely deprived and plunged into deep sleep on her mount. A thousand miles of snow felt the master's abnormality, helpless hissing.

With the exception of Rainbow Neon, nobody hears a single sound of the violin, but they see the speed of Rainbow Neon slowing down in rapid motion until it stops, and finally, the bow drops helplessly, without a hint of movement.

Fengyao walked in front of Rainbow Neon in a broken step, and the fiddling motion in his hand finally stopped. This supposed voodoo violin was still playing like clouds in her oblique arms, and few people even noticed her finger dancing. Even when you see it, no one cares about it.

When the tone stopped, Rainbow Niang finally woke up. She looked at Fengyao standing in front of her and sighed softly. Then she smiled: "Thank you sister for your kindness. ”

She knew the other side was really merciful. Because she didn't summon the legendary Super Beast pet Goldwing Phoenix from the beginning to the end. Moreover, in the time she had just slept by herself, she had not taken advantage of the attack, apparently preserving her face.

“I also asked my sister to keep it a secret.” Feng Yaoguan smiled and gently caressed the voodoo qin in his hand.

“Mmm-hmm!” Rainbow Nen similarly smiled. She understands what she means. Besides, she lost orally and even made her heart more comfortable. She was easily defeated as a woman, and she had no unacceptable feelings in her heart.

The wind doesn't know whether to laugh or not. No one knows the meaning of Wind Yao's shallow smile better than he does... she's working on the idea of Rainbow Neon.

“Rainbow Niang admits to losing, players fall in love with Fengyao Dream wins, entering the top 16. ”

Apart from a limited number of people, no one knows how Rainbow Neon loses, even though it's definitely hard to spot them taking the video back and playing it back hundreds of times. But it doesn't matter anymore, the only thing left on the field is the screaming and shouting.

“Yao 'er, the woman you deliberately approached the Xuan family wouldn't want to...” Looking back at Fengyao, the wind asked.

“Huaxia's number one beauty… how can it be cheaper?” Feng Yao gazed with a smile.

The wind grabbed her hand and said slightly helplessly: "What the first beauty of Huaxia, in my eyes, she can't even compare to one in 10,000 of my Yao 'er.”

The colour of shame floated on his cheek, Feng Yao lowered his head and said softly: “There are too few women to match his older brother, let alone... ten more...”

Ten…

With that number in mind, the wind gave me a headache. He thought about it for years and wondered what the words his father had told Feng Yao meant.

“But that woman, the great saint of the Xuan family, could only marry the Holy Lord of Xuan for the rest of her life. ”

“Brother just grabbed it... can't always fall into other people's hands. ”

“ …… ”

Well... the wind did think about doing it to Xuanni, and more than once. It all stems from her first beautiful woman's reputation and her unnamed desire for possession, but it's not strong. But I didn't expect that Fengyao's attitude on this matter was more resolute than his. Maybe Rainbow Neon made a good impression on her. He was listed as one of those who must enter the Palace of the Fugitive.

The fifth battle in Area B lasted nearly twenty minutes, and eventually, the last day was a tough win, entering the top sixteen. But against the competition between the two districts of AB, everyone can see that if he reaches Area A, he can only make the bottom.

In Game 5 of Area A, the killer “Hate the Sky” PK shooter “Shoots the Sun”, a game that the wind has to focus on, he must know how powerful the hate day that became the “Kill the God” in the rain mouth is.

Bloody hair, bloody swords, even armor is stinging black and red. Standing on the arena, Hate Heaven's body was strangely still, huge swords dragged to the ground, and the intense spirit of killing clearly passed into everyone's heart. Without war, the hearts of the sun are overwhelmed with fear.

Who the hell is this guy? The wind frowned.

The game began in a strange and quiet atmosphere. The shooting day has started running at the same time as the prompt sound, ready to pull the distance. All of a sudden, a powerful suction tore his body apart, pulling him in front of his hatred in just one breath. The bloody sword passed through.

One second, the game's over.

Hate Heaven's expressionless retreat from Yellow Springs, leaving the arena.

Whole field needles smell, this kind of momentum, this kind of opponent, who can match.

“Brother, he's strong.” Feng Yao said with some apprehension. Because he's bound to be his brother's opponent.

“Mmm!” The wind frowned unconsciously. He noticed that when he hated the sky for his adsorption skills, the unrolled wings of the God-killing flashed a faint red light behind him until he hated the sky for his hand, and the red light did not fade… which meant that the adsorption skills did not affect movement when they were carried out.

Terrible skill!

The fifth race in Area B ended equally quickly. The split assassin Avenger concealed, raided, stabbed, easily slaughtered the opponent's earthly wizard prison lockdown dragon, promoted to the top 16, which did not surprise anyone.

In the sixth scene of Area A, the fiery warrior Red Flame burned the sky PK mad warrior Maple Leaf wide.

After the start of the game, the two remained quiet in their position and motionless, as if they were talking about something.

“I'm not your opponent.” Maple Ye's face was blatant, and he had high attributes and powerful equipment, but from the previous games, he had a rough idea of the power of red flames. All that was revealed was enough to defeat him easily.

“Please answer me one question.” Maple Ye retracted the sword in his hand, staring closely at the man with the flaming sword in front of him: “Why have you Oriental families chosen to hide, keep low profile and fight alone over the years? ”

“Humph!” crimson smiled in the corner of his mouth: "So what if it's not isolated? Simon marries Naran, the North Underworld daughter marries the end wood in order to attach to the end wood, the South Palace will also attach to the North Underworld, the four great families of the East, the West, the North, the South, the West, the West, the West, the West, the North, the same age, the same branch, the same enemies. ”

“And us too.” Maple Ye sighed with a sigh of relief. Why doesn't he understand these? Too quiet and peaceful, once a heart gradually spawned a sense of privacy and alienation, choosing to become unique in various ways.

“Now the syllable, too, is long gone.” The chilling echoes of the erythema do not conceal the resentment in the voice. Simon, the South Palace, and the North Underworld began to be unscrupulous precisely because of the lack of deterrence from the Xuan family.

Maple leaves glistened in his eyes, but quickly disappeared, without anger. Is it true that the Xuan family is gone? He knew better than anyone that they were just waiting for the legendary moment - the clan training clearly stated that the day of the resurrection of the Sword of Xuan and the Holy Lord of Xuan was the time of the resurrection of the Xuan family. This ancestral lesson, which has been in circulation for many years, has, strangely enough, not been violated by any generation of homeowners, but has been regarded as a tenet that must be upheld. So, over the years, Xuan's family has been hiding in low key, secretly developing their power, waiting for a day to truly rise.

“If you can find Xuan, our Oriental family will surrender naturally.” When the flames burned, the sword burning in his hand pointed to his body.

Maple Ye hadn't spoken, turned around and walked off the stage, giving up the game directly. Red Flames burn into the top sixteen, and his next opponent will be Cold Face Killing God Hate Heaven. It will be a vicious battle of nine deaths and a lifetime.