Legend of the Asura

Just as a white sun suddenly appeared in front of us, slaughtering human eyes was like being stabbed with a sword. And it was this instant of fainting, the horrible "death and soul silence” that instantly locked her body, and the golden light instantly covered the entire space in sight, causing the slaughter of the human body to become completely cold. In the loud drinking of the wind, thousands of swordmen shot from the golden sky, interwoven into a melody of death, instantly covered the location of the massacre, ruthlessly destroying, devouring...

A terrible scream came, as if it did not belong to a slaughterhouse, but to a desperate teenage girl. Without much thought, he dragged his body, which had been completely emptied, to the forefront, believing that, under such an attack, there was absolutely no chance for the massacre to escape using the power of the shuttle.

It's all over...

The man said that he and I share hope, but at this moment, if he does not die, me and Yao will die. So we just have to let him die.

But if he stays alive like this...

“Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!! ”

For ten seconds, countless swords with the power of destruction fell, and the wind thought that the slaughter had been hanged to the end of the flesh, and the cry shouted like a thunderbolt in his heart, shocking him.

He's not dead!

The silence of the dead finally stopped, and when the gloomy golden rays of the sun were slowly dissipated, the wind saw the slowly flowing figure ahead. The slaughter of the human body surrounded by a layer of white light, the white light at this time, if hidden, seems to disappear at any time, and her dark ink nail has been cut more than a dozen places, revealing a skin without a scratch, her skin unexpectedly white, more white puncture under the reflection of black armor.

Far away, a heart fell to the bottom of the valley, Sally was about to forcibly run the almost empty divine power, but suddenly she was dizzy and her body swayed.

The wind stood upright and, after using the silence of the dead, the power of his body was sucked clean, and the power of chaos that had just recovered for more than a dozen seconds was not even enough to keep him from three ordinary attacks on the slaughterhouse. He also felt that the atmosphere of slaughter had become weak, but far more than himself.

“You're not dead!” The wind sighed.

“You... underestimate me, your power has not reached the point where you can destroy my body, so I am not dead... but you are dying soon!” The slaughter of human eye killer blast caused the body to tremble slightly due to weakness. Previously, she inspired herself and all the power of Pangu Axe to withstand the silence of the dead, finally completely blocked, and her energy was drained for the most part.

She raised the plate of ancient axe and made a cold and heartless voice: "Extinction... God... never!! ”

The space that has just calmed down is once again clearly disturbed, the distortion of space has caused a sharp distortion of sight, the turmoil of space has caused the hearing to almost fail, the strong pressure has caused the wind to spray blood, not to mention the slaughter of an extinct place under human anger, it is at this time that she strikes with her hand, enough to make the wind suffer a severe trauma.

The horrible aura similarly covered Sally 26556; and Fengyao, feeling the air of the wind and the turbulent mind, her heart calmed down instead, although at this time the slaughter of the human being due to the breakdown of power, the power of closed hearing disappeared, at this moment, even though the voodoo violin can easily have an effect on her has not yet arrived.

Fengyao closed his eyes, his hands fluttered between his left arms, his right hand dancing gracefully between the strings, a soft song like cotton fluttering slowly in this infinite universe...

All the energy around her, all the airplanes were attracted to the slaughter of an ancient axe in the hands of the world like crazy, and the sound of the violin did not affect her in any way, because it was not intoxicated with any magic of manipulation of the mind.

And the god of the wind and chaos quickly calmed down in the sound of the music, a warm stream burst in his heart, he turned around and looked at the wind and yawn that had moved behind her sometime, she laughed beautifully, playing the song gracefully that he would never forget, hectares, he was intoxicated, he forgot where it was, he forgot the slaughterhouse behind him, he forgot that maybe the next second he would destroy the world of extinction.

Seven strings had been gradually eliminated by history, but Fengyao was the only one who loved the seven strings when he was very young, and now he knows that it was because of the soul of the Lady Volkswagen. At that time, the father-in-law rarely came home to prevent the exposure of his identity. There were only two of them in the small space. When he was 8 years old, the power of the soul at large began to explode. After a major illness, he entered the first layer of the chaos resolution, but then every day, his head cracked, and when he was only five years old, Wind Yao cried again and again in pain. A few days later, when the wind suffered again, Fengyao held out a seven-string violin and played her own song, "Fengyao".

It was the most beautiful voice I've ever heard in my life, because it carried the heart of Fengyao. It sounded like magic, wiping away his pain until he slept slowly with a warm smile on his face.

From that day on, whenever the power of the windy soul was chaotic, Fengyao watched him gently and played "Fugitive Yao" for him until a month later, he never recurred. Although the wind had not bounced for many years, he believed that he would never forget it.

The time is fixed for a moment, and the love between him and Wind Yao accumulates from time to time in more than a decade of coexistence until it is indestructible. The line between them, though the sharpest sharp instrument in the heavens and the earth, is long overdue.

“Brother, remember this song" Yao Fu "?” His heart sounded a faint voice.

“Remember… you won't forget until you die.” He answered softly with his eyes and heart.

“I can feel my brother's mood and even see what he's thinking. Can you feel Yao's heart? ”

“Of course I feel it, because you're my yawn. ”

Windy left hand, Fengyao's right hand has been unwittingly held together, the right hand flutter and the left hand flutter shine gold and white light respectively.

“At that time, the heartfelt Emperor Xuan and Sister Volkswagen could perfectly rendezvous, perform a song in which the whole heavens dance together. Why can't my brother and I...”

“Of course, when I and Yao are indistinct from each other, the power of Xuan and Volkswagen will be indistinct from each other, and I can feel that their power is intertwining. ”

“So what should we call it... the Fu Yao Fairy Sword, okay? ”

It took only a brief moment for the heart to communicate, and the cold eyes softened and the corners of the mouth floated with a warm smile. Just at the time of the slaughter of the ancient axe, the cosmic space was violently turbulent, the sword and the voodoo violin simultaneously sparkled a dazzling light, allowing the slaughter of the human movement to take another breath. The next moment, the sound of the violin sounded, countless golden swords and white sound blades intersecting the slaughtered human body, their speed was really too fast, the slaughterhouse had not yet reacted, it had been hit positively, constantly repelled in the scream, just gathered the power of the "extinction of heaven and earth” slightly dissipated.

Xuan Xuan releases a sword that is much faster than its ability due to the relationship between Xuan Xuan, and Xuan coagulates by Xuan Xuan into a sound blade that can cut life and soul. It is far less powerful than the silence of the dead soul, but it is released by the resonance between the sword and the voodoo qin. It does not need to be initiated by the power of the master at all. It is the last hope for the wind that is already the end of the strong crossbow.

The slaughter world can be strong enough to resist the silence of the dead soul, so... in this state, can she resist this memorization of the perfect “Fugitive Immortal Sword”?

The answer is -- no!

She would have exhausted most of her strength due to her hard resistance to the silence of the dead soul. The power of the "extinction of the heavens and the earth” had almost exhausted all of her remaining energy. In the ruthless cutting of the sword and the sound blade, her protective ability had been smashed away a little, and the pitch-black armor condensed by the power of the demon monarch had been destroyed a little until it disappeared completely. Only the last silk had the most resilient force all over her body, leaving her undamaged. And when her last power dissipated, she finally lost consciousness and passed out.

At this point, the sword and sound blade also stopped completely. At this point, her fragile body can be easily struck or even severed by simply adding any more sword and sound blade.

Feeling the faint to almost non-existent atmosphere of the slaughter, Wind and Yao smiled at each other, holding hands together and holding them together quietly. When their hearts and minds looked together in the direction of the slaughter, their faces simultaneously revealed a surprising divine colour.

With the massacres thousands of metres away from them at this time, but with their present abilities, every part of her body is still clearly visible.

Unconscious, she floats there freely, revealing a delicate, snowy body with no hiding from her body. Her long hair lifted freely, her eyes closed gently, her lips like beads, and a lovely white porcelain doll's face were stunning. She already has a noticeable bulge in her chest, such as two crystalline jade bowls buttoned upside down, her arms white, her thin legs like two round jades | columns, her legs grass unborn and tender as the first snow. The whole body is flawless, like a pink carved jade.

The wind and Yaoqi were amazed for a long time before moving to her, looking at her incredibly.

“She is… a little girl.” The wind is incredible, this carrying the power of the demon monarch, it is so powerful that it successively frustrates itself, it even far exceeds the strength of the goddess's own slaughterhouse... it turns out that she is a girl the size of a baby!!

In his entire life, he had never experienced such a huge psychological and visual contrast.