Apocalyptic Game

"I really can't eat it anymore, it's too much."

Wu Yan clutched his stomach and soaked in the hot spring. This is the first time in these days to relax and enjoy life with Wang Luoxuan.

Wang Luoxuan soaked in the hot spring and closed his eyes. It was a rare opportunity to relax. Wang Luoxuan naturally wanted to enjoy it.

The first thing Wang Luoxuan did when he came to this town was to have a full meal, and then he found this hot spring hall to relax.

The search for the Juggernaut has to take time. Wang Luoxuan intends to inquire about the time in this town and add supplies by the way.

The eldest lady who rescued the big family in Huangyin City before, the other party paid him a lot, enough to live for a long time.

When Wang Luoxuan closed his eyes to enjoy, an old man wearing a tengu mask walked in and gently soaked in the hot spring...

"It seems that we have met again." The old man looked at Wang Luoxuan and Wu Yan and said, and when he heard this voice, Wang Luoxuan opened his eyes.

"It's you! You can come back alive. It seems that you have killed the headless. But your presence here proves that you have been following me!" Wang Luoxuan stared at the guy wearing the tengu mask. Once the opponent shot, Take the gun directly from the system backpack and shoot.

"It's not that I'm following you, I've been tracking the breath of ghosts, but the breath of my body attracts me! Shura!"

"Shura? Are you confused, how could he be Shura?" Wu Yan didn't understand why the guy wearing the tengu mask called Wang Luoxuan Shura, is Wang Luoxuan alone?

"who are you?"

The power of Shura in Wang Luoxuan's body has not been exposed, and it is definitely not easy to be able to see people who have the power of Shura in his body at a glance.

"A swordsman who once killed people but now kills ghosts! People call me the sword master Shangquan Jianxin!"

Hearing the identity of this old man, Wang Luoxuan was shocked. If he was really the legendary Juggernaut, he would definitely not be the opponent of that guy. After all, that guy was the existence of Shura and Yizhan.

Wang Luoxuan also did not expect that the Sword Saint he had worked so hard to find would actually be sent to the door by himself, and came here by following the Asura aura on his body.

"You are the swordsman Shangquan Jianxin? I came from the sky, and my master asked me to kill Shura with that!" Wang Luoxuan said his purpose, and this is when he descends into this world, to bury the soul Qu to the memory that he instilled.

"This is not in a hurry. Drink first." Shangquan Jianxin took off the dog mask that day, revealing the old face under the mask. There was a long scar on that old face, as if it had been scratched by a sharp blade. Down.

auzw.com Shangquan Jianxin poured a small glass of sake and handed it to Wang Luoxuan, and Wang Luoxuan took the sake and took a sip...

"In your eyes, I see a familiar thing. In the eyes of the man who once turned into Shura, he has the same thing as you." Shangquan Jianxin said suddenly after taking a sip of sake, but Wang Luoxuan was stunned. a bit.

"The same thing? Is it Shura's power?"

"No, no. Even if a person has Shura's power, he is not Shura. There is only one thing that can really turn a person from a person into a Shura evil spirit, killing!"

"Killing? But so many people on the battlefield killed, why didn't you become Shura? Didn't you kill so many people when you were young, why didn't you become Shura?" Wang Luoxuan was a little puzzled. If Shura was incarnated through killing, then This world is full of Shura.

"The killing on the battlefield has a purpose. Some people kill to survive, some kill for profit, and some kill for hatred. When a person's heart falls into darkness, there is no purpose, and only kills for killing, Shura was born like that. I saw the same darkness and killing in your eyes. But in this world, it is impossible for two Shura to exist at the same time, so even if you have the power of Shura, it is impossible to become Shura." Shangquan Kenshin drank the sake in the cup...

"Have you been following Shura all these years?"

"Sura...I didn't kill him in that battle. He disappeared after I cut off the cliff. I have been tracking the whereabouts of Shura for these years, and this body is not as good as when I was young."

"Did Shura escape?"

"I haven't asked your master's name yet?"

"Nan Xuanzi." Wang Luoxuan said the name of his master in this world according to the memory given by the soul funeral song.

"It turned out to be him... I saw him several times when I was young... But I thought I could see Shura here."

"Sura, what kind of monster is that?" Wang Luoxuan couldn't help the curiosity in his heart, and asked Sword Saint Shangquan Jianxin.

"Sura...Even after numerous fights on the battlefield, the sword in his hand has been stained with the blood of countless people, but the first time I saw that monster, I still felt fear in my heart. Karma fire full of blood. Burning on the monster, the scars on my face were also from the battle with that monster. The endless flames, the endless corpses, although the name of the sword master, I was on the battlefield for the first time. I felt despair. At the end of the day, I paid the price of almost dying before cutting off one of Shura's arms and knocking it off the cliff. That was the first time I faced a ghost! Since that day, I stopped going to the battlefield, but kept killing ghosts. Tracking Shura's whereabouts." Shangquan Jianxin said all this flatly, but Wang Luoxuan could still see that Shura was probably the strongest enemy Shangquan Jianxin had encountered in his life. After all, he almost made him almost give his life when he was young and heyday. cost.

"A evil spirit incarnation of a person who has fallen into slaughter?"

"When a person cherishes darkness and kills by killing, the number does not make much sense. Kill one person for Shura, and kill a thousand for Shura. From the moment you choose to step into hell, everything is Shura. At the time of killing, it is no longer a person, but a'ghost'. Everyone has darkness in their heart, and when dominated by darkness and killing, everyone is a ghost, and everyone is Shura. I used to almost become Shura. One thought becomes a Buddha, and the other becomes a demon, there is only a thin line."

"Senior Juggernaut, did you almost become Shura?"

"Well, the pleasure of sinking into a death fight with a powerful enemy when I was young, wandering in meaningless killings, if I didn't see that man turned into Shura, I'm afraid I would become Shura!" Shangquan Jianxin fell to himself A glass of sake, drink it...

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