Legend of the Asura

A shrill cry reached Feng Xiao's ears, and there was no trace of regret or pity on Feng Xiao's face, but a grim smile.

You had the chance to fight for your father, and you succeeded... I didn't have it back then.

I envy you very much...and you, Underworld should also thank me very much.

Feng Xiao didn't leave immediately, but swam up quickly against the smooth wall. The breath of the sword god had already greeted him many times.

Even if it was deliberately provocative, he never refused. This is a kind of self-confidence and a kind of pride.

When he reached the top of the building, Zijian in Tsing Yi was already waiting for him.

"Twenty years, except for that person, you are the only person I admire, and you are so young. It's a pity that you have touched the bottom line of the country." Ye Huangtian sighed, there are too few people who can force him to take action. , and he is one.

Feng Xiao didn't answer, Fei Yuren pointed slantedly, and said lightly: "I'm not your opponent, but I'm still here... Do you know my purpose?"

Ye Huangtian was silent.

When fighting him for the first time, it was easy to lock him with the air machine and almost crush him to the point of collapse, but this time, he found that he couldn't do it anymore.

"Pay the debt!" As soon as the cold voice fell, the black shadow pierced with red light.

"It's so fast!"

On a tall building three hundred meters away, a middle-aged man in red with a telescope couldn't help but admire.

"But if it's limited to this, Brother Ye should be able to kill him easily."

Xiao Ying shook his head: "You underestimate him too much. Is this the only person who can make Brother Ye take action himself? He is the one who can avoid my sniping."

A fiery light flashed in the eyes of the man in red, and he was staring at the battle situation in front of him, fearing that he would miss the slightest bit.

Ye Huangtian's body didn't move at all, as if he didn't react. During the sprint, Feng Xiao suddenly felt a mass of energy pressing towards him, making his chest hard to breathe, his eyebrows raised immediately, the chaotic energy surged out, the speed was not slow but fast, the red light spot was fierce Stab Ye Huangtian's arm.

The Sword God's face moved slightly, and his body retreated as fast as possible, and at the same time, the Ziyang Sword in his hand finally moved.

"Brother Ye's aura not only failed to suppress the opponent, but was forced to retreat, what a shame..." The man in red frowned.

"The opponent's speed is too fast. If you don't retreat, even Brother Ye will not have a chance to draw a sword. In the world of martial arts, the only thing that can't be broken is speed. It is true. In terms of internal strength, he is not as good as Brother Ye. If you are a saint, But it gave him the strength to fight against the Sword God." Xiao Ying sighed, he was still brooding over his failure last time.

"Brother Xiao, if you use your special skills, do you think he can avoid it?" said the man in red.

Xiao Ying raised his jaw slightly, and said in silence for a while: "Perhaps, he can... In my opinion, he has at least a 20% chance of avoiding it."

"What?" The binoculars in the hands of the man in red almost fell. He was just talking casually just now, but he didn't expect to get this answer.

"Your stunts are recognized that even gods can't dodge. Is it possible for him to dodge?" Although it is only 20%, as long as it is possible, it is enough to surprise him. Because even the invincible sword god can only use the whole body's true energy to protect his body when he is prepared, and it is absolutely impossible to avoid it.

Recalling the incredible return of his body when he dodged his own bullet last time, Xiao Ying nodded solemnly: "I can guarantee that I will hit him 100%, but I can't be sure of hitting the vital point that I have aimed at. If he is prepared , even less than 50%. He seems to have a natural ability to sense danger and extremely terrifying reflexes."

The expression of the man in red became more dignified and excited. The red blood that had been silent for a long time began to boil slowly.

If the sword god doesn't make a move, he will be astonished if he makes a move. The purple sword in his hand came out like raindrops, and he stabbed hundreds of swords in a breath, sealing all the angles of Feng Xiao's advance. At the same time, countless purple lights and shadows pierced the air and flew out, as fast as lightning, covering his whole body.

Back then, Ye Huangtian single-handedly fought against the top ten masters of Dongpu. As soon as Ziyang came out, the purple light and sword shadows filled the sky, and none of the top ten masters could get within three meters of his body. The sword qi left countless wounds in an instant.

Although thirteen years have passed, the only five remaining of the top ten masters in Japan are still terrified when they think of that battle. Everyone knew that ten of them were defeated by one Huaxia Sword God, but no one could have imagined how quickly the battle would end. Only one move... The moment the sword god Ziyang sword was swung, three people died and two were injured, and they didn't even touch the hem of the sword god's clothes.

They were terrified. They had gone to China's ancient martial arts world to show off their power several times. Since the battle thirteen years ago, they have never dared to set foot in China.

The ice-piercing sword energy caused Feng Xiao's face and body to hurt like a knife. The Sword God's sword was far faster than his own body. Unless someone could keep up with his sword's speed, there was absolutely no possibility of dodging or parrying.

And Feng Xiao is a person who can barely keep up with the speed of his sword. It's not the speed of his eyes, so he can't see the trajectory of the sword clearly; it's not the speed of his hands, so he can't parry; it's the speed of his body, so , he can dodge.

The Sword God's sword stances all hit the empty space, Feng Xiao was already standing five meters away, panting heavily, and then his body burst out without warning, with no reservation of speed, and he was about to The sword god fought recklessly.

Ye Huangtian was slightly taken aback, the Ziyang sword swayed with a gust of breeze, seemingly silent, but Feng Xiao, who was coming towards him, could clearly feel the sword energy of a turbulent wave, and himself, like a wave that could be caught at any time. Overturned broken boat.

Facing the storm that was about to sweep in front of him, Feng Xiao showed no fear on his face. The flying feather blade in his hand turned into a red light and shot out. At the same time, the power of chaos instantly twisted the space in front of him, making himself The body reflected back at an extremely fast speed.

Seeing the red light shooting towards him, the sword god's face remained unchanged, and his body did not even make the slightest dodge movement. The Ziyang sword in his hand swung lightly, and it stuck to the flying red blade accurately. Firmly suck the flying feather blade onto the sword.

While sucking the flying feather blade, a sharp piercing sound came from in front of Ye Huangtian. The moment after Feng Xiao turned back, the remaining power of chaos surged up, reversing the space in front of him again, causing his body to inconceivably reverse and shoot towards the Sword God again.

The sword god was slightly startled, he was already unable to parry his sword back, but he was only slightly surprised, because with the opponent's fragile internal strength, it was impossible to cause the slightest damage to his body without using the magic weapon.

But he was wrong.

A black, creepy light protruded from Feng Xiao's black sleeve, and drew a deep scar on his arm.

The binoculars in the hands of the man in red fell to the ground, and weird sparks flashed from the bristling heads; "Sword God, I'm injured..."

"That's right... this is the first time he's been injured since he was a teacher. Even in the face of the top ten masters in Japan, he hasn't been scratched even half of his clothes."

"Brother Chen, does he have the qualifications to let you take action now?" Xiao Ying looked at him with seriousness in his eyes.

Fire God Chen Yan.

A layer of purple flames ignited on the surface of Chen Yan's body, and the surrounding temperature instantly rose to a frightening height, which was stronger than Xiao Ying who also quickly left ten meters away to prevent being burned.

"The faster the bullet, the faster you can see how you get close to the flame that burns everything." The fire god Chen Yan breathed out, and the ground under his feet began to melt slowly—the strange thing is that his clothes did not show any trace of burning .

Ye Huangtian's eyes were completely out of focus, his left hand was slowly hanging down, the blood from the wound was rushing out at an incredible speed, even with his internal force as vast as the sea, he could barely slow down the bleeding bit by bit.

"The cursed blade of the most evil has an instinctive addiction to blood. Once a wound is left, it will be addicted to dryness. The heavens want to punish it, but they can't. They can only fend for themselves - China's top ten magic soldiers The second-ranked Xie Ren Tian Zhu!—Wind Soul Sword Master, who are you?" Ye Huangtian's left arm seemed to be unconscious, and his eyes slowly moved to the short black blade in his hand.

"It's my father!" Feng Xiao's body was crumbling, and his meager power of chaos was almost completely depleted, only on his feet, there was a trace of escape power remaining.

"It turns out that he is the son of an old friend. No wonder you hate the Southern Family Alliance so deeply."

"Father-killing revenge, we can't share the sky!"

Ye Huangtian sighed, and tried his best to stop the feeling of his left arm being swallowed violently, "Although the Southern Family Alliance was at fault for what happened back then, it was mainly your father's fault..."

"Shut up!" Feng Xiao's whole body was filled with evil spirit, and the furious red light in his eyes made the sword god stunned. "Even if you are a sword god, you must not slander my father!"

"No matter who you are! You can't stop me from slaughtering Duanmu!!"

The gloomy chill made the surrounding temperature seem to drop a bit. The next moment, Feng Xiao's body jumped down from the roof and disappeared.

Ye Huangtian stood there blankly, how could he not see that the opponent was exhausted, and he could kill him with absolute certainty as long as he caught up. But he didn't, or he had lost interest. The short battle tonight had too much impact on him.

Feng Xiao ran for several kilometers, getting closer and closer to his home, but his body became weaker and weaker, and his vision became more and more blurred. Finally, he fell headlong in an unremarkable alley.

Before he passed out, he used his last strength to take out his well-protected mobile phone, sent a message, and passed out completely.

Countless blood slid down from his body like a trickle. Although the Sword God's sword didn't touch him, the sharp and piercing sword energy left countless wounds on his body that were as thin as a cow's hair but deep enough to his internal organs. Now that the power of chaos dissipated, he could no longer stop the blood from flowing out.

Jinghua University, an elegant and sweetly decorated single dormitory, the peerless beauty on the bed tossed and turned, although it was already midnight, she didn't intend to fall asleep at all. She was staring at her brother's photo on the ceiling, her beautiful eyes full of worry. Suddenly, the white mobile phone beside her vibrated slightly, she sat up quickly, grabbed the mobile phone in her hand and pressed it impatiently. Finally, a sweet smile appeared on her face that could make all men lose their minds, and then she yawned easily, and fell asleep with the soft quilt in her arms.

When Feng Xiao woke up, the sky was still dark, but there was a faint light. He struggled to grab his phone and pressed a number one by one.

The phone was connected, and a dissatisfied voice came from inside, but Feng Xiao could no longer hear it clearly, and just before he passed out again, he finally uttered two unclear words:

"help me……"

Xiao Tian's hand holding the phone froze, and his drowsiness disappeared instantly. After a few seconds of daze, he began to call Chen Bing's phone with trembling hands.

A minute later, a black car rushed out of the military compound with lightning speed. The heavily armed guards at the door looked at each other, but no one dared to stop them.

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