Legend of the Asura

Thoughting, a yellow light descended from the sky, covering his whole body. With no resistance, the wind let the light take his body and split the land apart, plunging it below at great speed. As it plunges, the light becomes dimmer and darker until dark.

But not long later, suddenly there was a strange bright spot in front of me, and the feeling of stepping on the ground came from under my feet, and the yellow light was completely dispersed at this moment.

Underneath the forbidden area of Thor God, there are no hollow skies... No, this is a palace, and it is an extremely luxurious palace, no more than the palace of Windy City. And the space is amazing, and at first glance you can only hide the edge of a thousand meters away. The wind did not hesitate to summon the Shura Demon Sword to move forward. Although he can now use the Xuanxuan Sword again, except for his skills, at this time the comprehensive strength of the Shura Demon Sword is obviously stronger than Xuanxuan.

In a quiet and silent palace, the sound of treading is loud and heavy. At the far end of the line of sight is a closed, pitch-black door whose colour is incompatible with the overall look of the space. In front of the door, stands a black sword in his hand, dark all over his body, almost merging with the black door behind him. Hearing the footsteps, those eyes had been open for years without knowing, two frightening and frightening eyes, cold looking at the wind, but no movement of the body, as if waiting for his arrival.

Ten steps away from him, the wind stopped walking, Shu Luo magic sword forefinger, coldly said: “Who are you? ”

He was as quiet as a stone sculpture, his hands pressed the sword, and the pitch-black sword body seemed to have fallen below the ground. Like a corpse standing dead, only those eyes still shot straight into the cold and terrible eyes. Close, the wind frowned. It's a bloody killing atmosphere that only countless killings can have if you bathe in countless amounts of blood, and it's intensely chilling.

“White up.” The shadow makes no emotional sound.

“White? Killing the gods for nothing?” The whole body of the wind trembled slightly with the Shura Demon Sword in his hand.

"The world has not forgotten my name. ”

Acknowledged by him. A little chill rises from the bottom of the wind.

The most powerful and brutal killing god in the history of Huaxia, the war god who has never failed, contaminated countless blood gods. His big name, who will forget. The name itself has a powerful shock, with over a million people dying directly or indirectly in his hands throughout his life. At that time, he pitted half a million enemies and left a terrible mark on history. In the name of killing God, there is no change of colour in the discourse of the later.

“Didn't you die? ”

The question came out.

He forgot that this is the world of the turn… but the wind felt strange that he was a real killer, not a simple NPC in the game world. This feeling, so real. So cut that he didn't hesitate to ask the question.

I slowly lifted my sword to the top of my head in white: "I wanted to die, but the world could not kill me, so I went to heaven. ”

“Didn't you get killed by the Emperor Qin?” A little surprised by the wind: “And then, if you went to heaven, why are you here? ”

“Because… a man defeated me and brought me into the world. So I started to wait a long time until one day, I felt the afterlife and gave him my strength.” The murderous voice was cold and heartless, but strangely there was nothing to hide from this suddenly appearing man.

“Yellow Springs of the End!” The wind sighed.

“You weren't alone at the time because you had a swallowing beast with you.” The wind held Shura's magic sword firmly in his hand and said plainly.

“What I felt was that it was dead, giving power to the Yellow Springs of the End.” There was no expression on his face, and from the beginning to the end, he sounded like he was making a mechanical sound, without any human emotion.

Sure! The wind frowned and one of my doubts disappeared. The swallowing beast did not attack the owner of Yellow Springs of the Last Day because it recognized Yellow Springs of the Last Day. That's the weapon it once owned.

“Then why are you here again? ”

“The man who beat me gave me a mission. I didn't know you'd be here so soon. Beat me, and you'll get... a woman... a stone! ”

As soon as the sound dropped, the air around the wind suddenly cooled and a bloody wind swept in.

Not killed by Emperor Qin, but after he possessed the power to kill gods, no one in the world could defeat him. To defeat, he went all the way to heaven and was defeated by a mystery man. Since then, his fate has been in his hands.

White swords are chopped from the top and no fancy body is chopped into the wind. The dark sword draws a bloody curve. The wind didn't move, staring coldly at the nearer sword blade, but his heart flickered like a shock...

Defeat him, you can get the female stone, you can wake my yao...

When!

The white sword did not fall on Shura, but was completely blocked by a suddenly appearing blood sword.

Shura's fate.

The energy fluctuations generated by the superdivine level of confrontation are undoubtedly terrible. Although they are just the most common attacks and blockages, the space at the junction of the two swords still has a moment of distortion, the bodies of the two are separated under counter-vibrational forces, and two equally cold eyes are directed at each other.

“Who are you? ”

“Rocha! ”

“You're strong! ”

“You're not weak either. ”

There was a collision between the God-killing and the Shura. The same voice, the same indifference, the same momentum. The same bloodthirsty breath. But there was no sense of sympathy between them, and two equally ruthless pairs of eyes blasted with a desire to fight and slaughter.

Shura was famous for killing, and God was born for killing. Killing collides with killing, only fighting.

“Rocha, leave it to me.” One step ahead of the wind. Rocha nodded without any hesitation, glancing at him and returning to Shura's equipment.

The white sword raised again, just one sword raised action, Rin killed the whole space, making people not cold and chestnut. Those who lack strength may not even have the power to touch their fingers under this naturally released killer.

“Killing God for nothing, you are a myth of my Huaxia, half the true God of mankind. Really you, I'm far from an opponent. ”

“But in this digital world, I'm going to beat you, easily. ”

Though his personality has been completely influenced by the heart of Shura, he has recovered his consciousness and, with his obsession, has disengaged himself from the Shiloh Path, while retaining the power that belongs to Shura in its entirety. These include killing, mutilation, jealousy… and banditry, natural wounds.

“Bandits” in the body, the world who fight with the fight. It's the biggest BUG in the world when it's on one person at the same time as the stamp!

White moves stall in the air, seemingly preparing for an attack. His eyes and his temper have not changed slightly as a result of the rhetoric of the wind.

“But…” the sound of the wind faded a lot: "I will not take advantage of the holocaust. It's... the right thing to do! ”

I don't know what a holdup is, and I'm not interested in knowing it. He moved, only his hand and his sword moved, and as he chopped straight up and down, the black sword, which was only one meter long, burst into a dozen meters long bloody swords, with a bloody wind to the body of the wind.

White: Grade 93, Occupation: God-killing. Life: 284000000. Also known as the grandson, he fought countless battles all his life, killed countless people, and stained them with blood all his life. But because of so much blood staining, it derives the power of killing gods, becoming the true gods of mankind, wanting to taste defeat cannot. After entering the heavens, he was defeated by the mystery man and brought back to the world, guarding the sealed female stone for the mystery man.

Talent: Heart of God Killer: Deals +50% damage to enemies of your line, nullifying Blood Blood Effect Shield. Pain shielding deactivated.

Skills: killing spells, yelling yellow springs, killing chaos, killing blood dancing, cold hearts...

Absolute: Blood loss.

Just like Hate Heaven, he is a God killing profession, but he is more than a hundred times scarier than Hate Heaven. Hate all the power and skill of heaven, he has it all, and a whole lot more hateful of the skill of heaven than one horrible. Hate Heaven is like a knife in his eyes that is being sharpened, whitewashed up is a true killer sword.

(Seriously recommend a book entitled "Sword Immortal Wind", straight to the car below . This book is YD based, and its YD index is so poignant. As for the book author, the name of the flower, the first followers of Mars must be familiar. Now that the new book is uploaded, everyone go to the collection, fattening and killing.