Legend of the Asura

Tian Sha Fengyun's eyes glistened and suddenly he laughed furiously: “Hahahahaha... yes, crazy, Shu Luo is really crazy. He actually went to the Imperial City to massacre, so that the fame and prestige he built, all gone, all gone!! Ha-ha-ha...”

“Shura, Shura, even if you're not dead, I'm sure your family has been killed. Desperate, grey-haired, now coming up to kill again... good, that's great! ”

In a smile, he waved his hand violently: "Go! Take people to the Imperial City and kill Shura, as many as you can! ”

Little man trembled all over his body and lost his voice: “Young master, but..."

Heavenly wind and clouds heaved with a heavy face. “Why? You want to disobey my orders? So what if Shura is stronger? He is now at a low level and clearly out of control. He must only be defensive and is the best chance to kill him. And this time he must cause anger. I don't know how many people will cry for help or even help us... hahahaha!” Thinking of the pride, Tian Sha Fengyun laughed again, then looked cold, and the vagina said: “Go! ”

Little Roll trembled his lips for a moment, but finally he didn't dare to say anything more to the shady eyes, carefully retreating.

“Shadow, send someone to photograph the scene. I want to watch it live! ”

“Yes!” The Shadow of Heaven withdrew quickly.

“Humph! The show begins... Shuro, let me see how you end...”

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One minute later, he saw Shura on the video, and for a moment, the laughter in his face solidified and he stood up from his seat.

Golden sword, black face, that is indeed his hatred can not frustrate the ashes of Shura, but his hair turned into long white hair, Shura fantasized cold finished face has been stained with coagulated blood, gold sword, black armor blood sparkle, like the Rothschild ghost.

The original lively square was frightening and bloody. Quiet horrible.

Suddenly, a team that was not afraid to die rushed towards Shuro... Shuro's face was faceless, and the golden sword waved in his hand... the blood in the image blossomed and his limbs broke. Awesome screaming as if from hell.

Tian Shai Feng Yun trembled all over his body, but he could not make a sound. He was vicious and he had killed many people himself, but he was still deterred by this real bloody killing. Because this is completely beyond what normal people can tolerate.

And that team that rushed up, it was his Tiansha gang, like the team in Extreme City today.

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The Tian Sha gang had long been cold, but they had no choice but to close their eyes and endure the bloody smell of the stinging nose. They roared blatantly and rushed towards Shuro.

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Shu Luo waved his sword, before the close three people's chest blew bloody flowers, all killed, another sword, followed by the fall of four dead bodies. Meanwhile, the sky's bows and arrows and magic bullets flew to Shura. For archers and magicians who can attack remotely, their hearts are relatively certain.

Reddy once warned with horror not to attack Shura on his own initiative, because once he was provoked, Shura would become a true killer.

Chen Binger's hands simultaneously sent out an ice shield, blocking almost all attacks from the rear. But hundreds of bows and arrows, wind and earthly magic still fell on Shuro, his constant footsteps suddenly stopped, his head slowly turned, his eyes swept towards the crowd attacking him, his mouth suddenly a strange low roar.

All attacks stopped in a flash.

It was a twisted cry, so perverse and so creepy, that Shura's five dirty hearts were rolling over, like 10,000 strands of lava flowing to limb wreckage, suddenly bursting into their hearts like a cold knife, leaving them instantly as if they were in a dead bone purgatory, and fear and despair spread to every inch of skin, every pore.

The tremendous hatred and killing intentions suffocated Xuan Waner, tearing her heart out for too long, she had almost no strength and tears and felt that horrible killing intent, she knew Xuan was about to become bloodstained again. Close her eyes gently, her inner sorrow softly cried: “Brother Feng, I'm sorry..."

Shu Luo's hand turned into gold and disappeared.

“The sword of Xuan Sheng Dao cannot be contaminated with too much innocent blood, otherwise it will surely turn its back on its Lord and leave you. I can only do this... Brother Feng, please wake up. ”

Shu Luo, who had been walking silently, finally moved. At a terrible speed, he rushed into the team of the Tian Sha Gang in an instant. At the same time, the dark light flashed in his hand, and the dark magic sword drew a blue arc. In a huge burst of solid ice, dozens of blood flowers exploded in a dense crowd...

In an instant, the blood stained the red earth and the bodies were broken everywhere.

No suspense, unilateral massacre.

The thickness of the blood more reflected Shura's eyes, and the massacre was taking place. Shura's sword is still slaughtered. Heavy bloodshed, murderous. Shu Luo became an indestructible blood knife, devouring everything around him frantically, grinding, grinding, and then grinding... Under the bloody massacre, all the people of the Tianxi gang softened their legs, no longer ignored the orders of the Tianxi wind cloud, fled wildly with a roar of fear, and no more attacking.

From passive acceptance to beastly initiation, no one can escape his pursuit at that terrible rate. Every blink, every sword wave, adds a bloodstain to the earth.

A young girl who had just come online passed out scared by the bloody scene in front of her, but before she fell, a dark sword penetrated her body...

Hulo, the target of the slaughter was far more than the one who provoked him.

Angry Shura, step by step kill ten people, blood slaughter the world. His figure rushed to all the places where people lived, and the blood-dropping magic sword took one life after another.

Under the pressure of Shura, those around them clearly realized that no matter how they fled, they could not escape Shura's slaughter. It was as if a ruthless wall had stuck them in the line of death. A group of people, aware of the inevitability of death, may explode into the power of mountains and seas, but they do not… that invisible pressure from purgatory only leads to endless despair, making them unable to produce a single heart of rebellion.

Shura's blood sword penetrated one fragile chest after another, severing one soft body after another, and the sorrow and terrible scream of the Devil's Sword weaved into a song of death.

He seemed to feel his killing footsteps were too slow, his blood eyes flashed red, the bloody wings behind him spread instantly, taking him up to the halfway sky, overlooking the wildly fleeing small humans, the bloody "plasma storm” burst out like a shocking wave, his eyes filled with the whole field of view, swallowed half Tianlong Square, thousands of players were torn apart in a hurricane that covered the sky, yelling and falling. The Poor Thousand Imperial City Guards arrived just in time to be hanged in the wind.

Death is also a relief!

A few minutes ago, the extraordinary Tianlong Square turned into a slaughterhouse, performing a scene of purgatory in the midst of bloodshed and screaming.

Apart from the indifferent and closed eyes of Chen Binger, there are no more spirits around him, Shuro has no goals, and the impotence that cannot be released finally slowly subsides. The world is silent except for the sound of the demonic sword dripping down blood.

In the distance, a figure emerged from the transmission array, and as soon as the plasma storm started in Shuro, he entered the transmission array at the fastest possible speed, returning to Wind City, or else he would be killed in seconds.

Looking at the blood-stained Tianlong Square, the feeling of powerlessness almost paralyzed Xiao Tian. He can't imagine how the bloody killing of thousands of players by Shura would provoke sensation and anger... all Shura's accomplishments, all his halos, would be completely erased in the next few minutes and replaced by a horrible killer demon. He will be the object of conversation, the object of rejection, fear, hatred, deportation and destruction.

A true… national enemy.

But his appearance was clearly a mistake.

Shura's impatience had not completely dissipated, and at the moment of his appearance, his eyes shot at him sharply, and the bloody atmosphere that had just subsided erupted.

Xiao Tian was terrified, and then right then, a large white light flashed around Shuro's body.

These are fifty men in silver armor, each with a silver knife. Each of them is a silver guard who monitors the order of the players in the Emperor City of Tianlong. The number is small, but the number is strong and has the strength of a 100-grade silver BOSS. And fifty at a time, enough to see their attention and caution.

Their appearance deflected Shuro's gaze, his cold-blooded eyes crossed everyone's heart like a knife, and the magic sword in his hand kept dripping pungent blood, his face numb and without expression, like an ice sculpture, the air clotted at once, like a large pot covered down, making everyone feel overwhelmed, reluctant to flee immediately, as far away as possible.

These silver guards, who have always been fearless and fearless, are finally beginning to understand why their Golden Captain sent so many men.

The bloody assault of the stinging nose came, and the leading guard withstood the vomit and took a step forward, fearfully: “Lord Messenger, we...”

A beastly muffled roar interrupted his voice. He just raised his head, a giant sword burning with flames magnified rapidly in front of him, and then penetrated his body...

His body hasn't fallen yet, the sword of the bloody demon has been pulled out, and the bloody ice mask is swinging forward...

The arrival of the Silver Guard allowed the newly halted massacre to resume, and Shura's desire to kill grew ever more.

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Everything in Tianlong Square is in Queen Mizuki's eyes. She looked at the image in front of her with no expression, and her face grew whiter and whiter.

“Shura the White... will he really be Shura the White of the Prophecy? ”

Zhang Tianshi, who was trying his best to present everything in Tianlong Square, shook his head brutally and even dared not look forward.

“Why do I see Shura, who is about to bring endless disaster to the heavens, instead of Shura, who is about to save them...”

Her voice became more and more powerless, and the Silver Guard had no match for Shura's enemies, even though several of the shrine guards in the palace would not be his rivals. The last hope fell on the Golden Dragon.