Legend of the Asura

The wind flashed a white light behind it, and a gloomy mountain path reappeared in the resurrection point. Such stigma made his lung risk almost blow up. He shouted, brushing the black knife behind him, and shouted at him.

When I heard the sound behind me, the wind couldn't get back to me, and I didn't even move my body. Instead, Yamamoto's heart burst into flashes, his running figure flashed, and suddenly appeared on the right side of the wind like a flash. The dark knife instantly cut three horrible black arcs into the windy body.

MISS, MISS, -1246…

Two gorgeous MISS's and a ridiculous number of injuries to the wind. The wind finally crossed his face: “Is that all Dongxiang's second best is? ”

Yamamoto was completely stunned and could not believe his eyes.

While less than a third of the Attack Power, Windy's Defense is also 6088! It's a few times the average player, and Yamamoto can break his defense pretty good already. And the basic evasive ability of the wind is 4645, which makes all assassin occupations envious of crashing walls.

Another common stab stabbed with a novice sword of level 0, a yellow number of -30664 appeared on Yamamoto Road, killing him again in seconds.

“Che, so much strength and dare to yell in front of me, it's really not self-control. ”

Yamamoto again appeared at the resurrection point behind the wind, except this time his face had turned black, darker than the black knife behind him. His two steps rushed out of the protection of the resurrection point, and the black knife in his hand began to shine an inky light the moment he stepped out.

“Shura! Go to hell...”

Hoo ~ ~ ~

After a frenzied wind swept through, Yamamoto Road, who had never finished his moves, was once again killed by a "windswept dance”.

“No strength, a lot of bullshit.” Once again, the wind whispered in disdain.

Dongxiao's players all stayed there, can't say a word, Dongxiao's second best, worshipped by countless Dongxiao players Yamamoto Road in front of Huaxia Shuro, played like a newborn baby indiscriminately... even Shuro has always used a level 0 novice sword with little ability to attack!!

Shame! Provoke... fear.

“Do you still want to die?” Don't let the wind pass you by, step on the ink knife that just burst out of Yamamoto Road, while shaking the new sword in your hand, looking despisingly at the newly emerged Yamamoto Road.

The resurrection point was nearby, which facilitated Yamamoto and became his sadness. And the new sword in Shura's hand was a great disgrace to him.

“Kill him! Kill him!!! ”

Dignity and self-confidence were completely torn apart by Shu Luo. At this time, the rank was even downgraded by three, and all the strongest equipment had fallen. Yamamoto had completely forgotten his arrogant statement that he could not be fooled more or less. He yelled like a madman. He only wanted this to kill Shu Luo, who made him lose his reputation... die now!!

The third master was scared to run away like a dog. The second master was killed time and time again by understatement. The Dongyu player only felt slapped in the face one after another and his lungs were almost blown up. And their last hope fell on the bloody cherry. She also killed Yamamoto in one stroke at the Tohoku Martial Arts Congress, winning first. No one doubts her horrible power.

Yamamoto's roar ignited the ferocity in the hearts of Dongxiao players, tearing up dignity, tearing up their faces, and holding them for too long, they finally shouted a few times, rushing towards Shura, who was surrounded in the middle.

“Ah!” Maple Leaf Blue Star shouted softly, nervously: “So many people bully him, will Huo Luo big bad guy... won't...”

Maple Leaf glanced at Maple Leaf Blue Star and whispered, “Blue Blue, don't you always hate Brother Huo? Why are you worried about him now? ”

The Maple Leaf Blue Star flashed, then almost didn't jump up, and the fierce reaction made the Maple Leaf brothers sweat. “Who... who's worried about that big bad guy! I just hate those bad guys more! Humph!!"

“Uh... yes!” The maple leaves wiped the cold sweat off his head without a trace.

Maple Leaf looked at the Blue Star of Maple Leaf more often, and the colour of the god grew a little. Teenage girls' hearts tend to fall, but Xuan Xiaoxiao can never fall in love with another man, never!

“Rest assured, Shura, as soon as he steps into the point of resurrection behind him, no one can hurt him. But I'm sure he would never do this... a man who could easily destroy a gang would not see these people in his eyes. ”

Click, click, click...

The gorgeous ice blossoms in front of the wind, the first gum gushing in the future and the hand poured down a large piece, while the huge soul wings widened, sharp winged dance room killed all the players behind.

The Toyotomi players were angry, combined with unmanned commanders, all rushing toward Shura like headless flies. Lazy to move under the wind or even change weapons, the new sword in hand and the wings of the soul behind it swing wildly, lightly harvesting pieces and pieces of life. Most Dongyu players don't have a chance at all. And the bows and arrows, the magic, were completely ignored by the wind. With his extreme defense and evasion, few players can hit him, even if the hit breaks the pity.

And the magic attacks of all systems pose no threat to the wind at all. These are shameful and dizzy, and they have no idea that Shalody's fine-grained Oriental Mages can absorb harm instead of fear of fire and thunder magic. The magnificent magic skills of all faculties continued to fall on the wind, but did not diminish his life by a penny. Combined with the wind, he recovered more than 6,000 lives per second, and he never even used dark frenzy from the beginning.

“Holy shit! Fight! Fight at last! Kill! Kill these Dongyu Island kids, whoa, whoa, whoa!” Xiao Tian sat in front of the screen excitedly jumping and jumping, as if he was the one who was waging a wild killing spree.

The Dongyu player fell and kept coming back from the point of resurrection in the rear. Some stared at the invincible Shura like an angel, and some immediately changed gear and screamed and killed him again.

“There's no end to this.” The wind glimpsed behind him helplessly and his body finally moved.

“Holy Light Circle! ”

Terrible ice flowers have finally stopped, replacing the more horrible tornadoes of light. While the range of attack at the Holy Wheel's return point is less than the glare breaking, the range of sweeps moving is far more frightening than the glare breaking. Where the bright tornado went, the bodies piled up in rows, and no one could resist a blow. If the Dongyu player was a small piece by piece fall, it is now a large piece by piece fall.

All equipment falling on the ground, for better or worse, is automatically removed by the wind in a demon pot. Destroy the hope that these Dongyuans will retrieve the fallen items.

Ten minutes passed in chaos, and the total disproportionate killing did not stop for a minute. It was unexpected to all that Shura had neither chosen to flee nor turned his back to the point of resurrection for a while. The dead Toyotomi are resurrected again, and new Toyotomi players are constantly pouring in from all sides, and the whole of Imperial City Square is in chaos. But only the bright tornado never stopped, shocking countless eyes and nerves around the world. From the beginning, he didn't fall, he didn't run away, only a huge chunk of Toyota players fell. It's like an invincible God with endless life. And the Dongzhu players, like little ants dying under his sword.

Tokugawa's eyes resented the poison and his hands were squeezed by him. “Boom," the monitor in front of him was smashed to the ground and smashed, "Crap! Piece of shit! Tell Blood Cherry to beat him right away! Tear him apart! ”

“Yes! Yes!” The middle-aged man who stood behind him, respectfully, responded only with promises, and then withdrew carefully. More than a dozen seconds later, a small guard picked up a new all-purpose monitor in awe.

Half a minute later, the monitor was again beaten to pieces by Tokugawa Onito.

Shura is still slamming through the crowd with his impassioned tornado of light, and time flies through seemingly endless killings. Gradually, the anger and anger in the mind of the Dongyu player dissipated slightly, becoming a little fear. Many more players sadly discover that their ranks have been killed below level 50, that all their gear has fallen, that they have lost their second-round careers, that their attributes have fallen dramatically, and that their skills have disappeared.

Finally, people began to scatter and become self-endangered. Fewer and fewer players actively rushed towards Shura. More and more players began to evacuate, or flee wildly, or shrink at the resurrection point without daring to come out and look at Shura with one pair of eyes. The blind novice sword in Shuro's hand was like a testament from hell, with ghosts everywhere. No one would be stupid enough to rush to death.

“My God... he's a superman! ”

“This is Hula Hua Xia... No! You can't call it God. ”

“My heart is about to stop beating. God... ask God to give me a man like Shura. ”

“My God... he's got a new sword. He's not even human! ”

“Crazy! This is crazy! I'm not dreaming, am I? God, when can I reach Warsaw Shura's realm? ”