Legend of the Asura

The chilly atmosphere, the palpitating sickle, and the shock of killing the Senior Shield Guard with one stroke have gathered the dozens of people in the vicinity to look into their eyes. They look at each other, stop talking nonsense, divide their positions according to their profession, and attack Yang Aotian together.

This is an absolutely intractable enemy, at least someone with a hidden profession. That sickle-like weapon is an iron proof.

But what if he's strong enough to resist dozens of attacks? Unless, he's Shura.

With a sickle in his hand, he proceeded with a gloomy face and the enemy finally forced him to face him. He waved his hand and drew a dark arc. At the same time, the four people in front of him presented a dark injury number, which caused them to fall before they could make a move.

Boom! Boom! Boom...

The sword in the rear, the bow and arrow in the distance, fell on him at this time, but what confused them was that the sound of the "bang bang” made them feel like it wasn't the body that hit them, but the hard rock. Hurt numbers float densely over Yang Ao's head, the color of the numbers —— gray they've never seen before.

If they had the power of a soul like the wind, they would have found his life value to be negative! Because he was a dead man —— no, a reaper.

Do dead bodies fear harm? Unless that power is enough to destroy his body. Otherwise all the damage would have no effect on him except… death is the life, the light, the fire that he fears!

When a Fire Demon Instructor began to lift his staff not far from his left hand, he felt the flaming elements of fire appear in front of him in an instant like a ghost, and a sickle sent him into the abyss of death.

A Shinigami who is not afraid to attack, a Shinigami who appears almost every hit and dies. Among these more players, he is like a true God who defies them and can deprive them of their existence at will! Step by step, in a rainy attack, his footsteps remain so resolute and even. And the sickle he waves, the target is more of every fire demon mentor and temple sacrifice near him.

“Master! Master, an enemy has broken in! ”

Demon Wolf - a cold, insane grunt: “I already know from the system alarm, why, it's not resolved yet? ”

At this time, he was practicing a map of the Wolf, and he had no intention of going back even if he received a system alert. Because there are always a few people who come to the door every day, but whether they are individuals or small gangs, they die tragically and are remembered for their hatred and must be retaliated against. He's long out of his mind. Because in his eyes, the trouble with the Wolf Gang is killing him.

“Yes, Master, the enemy is too powerful...”

“How many of them?” Demon Wolf - with a heavy face and a gloomy voice.

“One… alone. ”

“What, alone? You haven't even taken one of them in so long, you still have the face to report to me! ”

“But Master... that man is really powerful, we have attacked him for so long he is still like a fine man, and he has killed more than thirty of our brothers... and... he looks very much like Second Young Master... Ah no, it is Yang Aotian, he looks very much like Yang Aotian! ”

“Bullshit! He's already dead, I think you should go fix your own eyes. ”

“Ah… yes! He must not be Second Major... Yang Aotian, I just think he looks alike. ”

“Don't tell me you can't even solve one person, can you? You can't eat shit. Abort him immediately, then remember his name and see him kill once.” Wolf - hung up the caller with madness and frowned at the barely moving empirical strip.

“You fools, hurry up, because you dry fools, I've been out of the top ten for a month! Hurry up! ”

This map is wrapped up by the Wolf Gang, and every other time a group of people change, the only thing they don't change is the Wolf Crazy. In team mode, he has absorbed the experience shared in rounds and rounds of desperate fighting and never thought of working on his own.

At the same time, it was clear that he had no regard for gang incursions.

Hiss ~ hiss ~

Two strange sounds, two black lights, two black numbers, two fire demon mentors ready to release magic died under the sickle of the Reaper.

An enemy that should have been easily solved after a long battle is like a stubborn prick, ignoring all blocked piercing positions in the heart. Given the disproportionate number of people, the situation shows a one-sided trend.

There are also more and more people surrounding Yang Aotian, from the initial dozens to hundreds, and now the square is full of thousands of people who have been temporarily shouting. But if this time the enemy is Shura, they will not exaggerate the whole gang of nearly 100,000 people up and down. It can only be said that they are still not paying enough attention.

There's only one goal, but it's just one goal, and none of them can stop him from walking, facing his rays.

“... because he has become a dead man, as the boss said, so there is no way to die?” Xiao Tianlan muttered to himself. “So the arrogance of this time is immortal? ”

“Isn't that ridiculous? If that's the case, then he won't be able to walk all the way back to the world. It's not the enemies who aren't afraid to die, it's the enemies who won't die at all! ”

“No! It's impossible to have such a situation that upsets the balance of the world, so why isn't he at all afraid of attack... what do gray, gray injury numbers mean...”

Xiao Tian was in a state of confusion from the beginning to the end. But he can at least be sure that they are completely unnecessary.

However, it is also impossible for Yang Aotian to destroy the Wolf Gang by himself. From a few occasional imminent attacks, Xiao Tian noticed that his attacks were not much higher than those of ordinary players. And those defensive doors are not afraid to die, and with his ability to attack, the damage caused to the door may not be as good as its automatic response, let alone the assisted repair of the craftsman. Because defensive doors should, after all, be broken by many players in a gang.

Unless he can do something special, or he's got some amazing killers. Looking at Yang Aotian's face still calm in the crowd's purse clip, Xiao Tian suddenly thought.

Four Temple Guardians riding on horseback held a huge shield and headed toward Yang Aotian, trying to crash him back a little bit. This time, Yang Aotian did not wait for them to approach, which made the cold sickle empty, a huge black light blade flew out of the sickle, like a spinning sickle towards four people.

Pfft! Pfft!

Four black numbers float at the same time,

Four people who were in no time at all were slashed in the waist, and before they fell from the mount, they did not even have time to make the instinctive cry before death. The four rides that were still ahead also disappeared there because of the death of their owners.

A man against a thousand people, if that man is an ordinary strong man, then it will be a fierce battle, if that man is Shura, then it will be a gorgeous performance like a wind and a cloud. But that man is Reaper... the atmosphere is so dull and weird.

Apart from the occasional shouting and uninterrupted attacks, there are almost no more sounds. Once again, Reaper didn't wave any fancy sickles, and the growing death breath made everyone close to him feel a depressed aura., like being pressed against your heart by a mountain. If they can, they really want to end the fighting right away, or run away from this place.

Without knowing how many arrows he had hit, how many swords he had taken, how much magic he had endured, he still stepped forward as he came, until he waved a sickle all the way and stepped on the body to the defensive door.

The Wolf Gang is now a Class 4 gang, and the life, defense and resilience of the Defense Wall have been greatly enhanced with the increase in gang rank. Tens of millions of lives in each of the five defensive walls in front of us.

Standing in front of the defensive gate, he finally stopped moving and even stopped harvesting the giant sickle in his hand. Countless attacks still fell on him, as if he had no idea, but stood there quietly... because, in this position, just right!

That dead grey face suddenly revealed a terrible laugh. For nine months, he finally spoke again...

“West... door... madness... I'm going to destroy everything about you...”

Low voice, but far away, the words are clear, the words carry a chill that can penetrate the bones.

The attack in the sky stopped so much, because they all fought a shiver. Every one of them heard Yang Aotian's words clearly. Not because of what they said, but because they heard the real voice from Nine Phantoms Purgatory...

A white charm paper appeared in the hands of Reaper, his mouth wide open, revealing Samson's white teeth. Judging the position, the fingers moved, and the charm paper was crushed to pieces, and the light disappeared.

At the same time, Yang Aotian disappeared.

At that point, every member of the Wolf Gang had an appalling look on his face. A dozen miles east of the Imperial City, the Wild Wolf - the madman stood up from the ground, panicked, and stunned, as if he had not yet reacted from a sudden panic.

“Back to the gang! Go all the way back!” He yelled like a lunatic, then returned to the gang site first.

Because that's a first-degree alert for a break-in in the gang center lobby!

(What exactly will Wan's lost battle be used for? Guess classmates have over 100 IQs.)