Legend of the Asura

(Precautionary shot: this chapter is boring.)

An ethereal zither sound drifted into her ears, and she couldn't help being fascinated by it, and the movements of her feet also slowed down. Although the sound of the stringed piano was weak, it seemed to have a fatal attraction and wanted her to close her eyes and slowly enjoy and savor more. The hands that raised the bow also dropped unconsciously.

Fortunately, her mind was tougher than ordinary people, and she woke up suddenly, but a strange feeling of uneasiness had already arisen in her heart, because she clearly sensed that the sound of the piano came from Lianfeng Yaomeng. Her weapon also happens to be a piano.

"Xiaoxue!"

With the soft call of the rainbow neon clothes, a horse as white as snow appeared beside her. Its appearance caused a lot of exclamation, because this is clearly "a little snow in a thousand miles" on the mount ranking list!

White clothes and white horses, and rainbow neon clothes have increased their mobility a lot. With the full speed of the mounts below them, only a brilliant white shadow can be seen on the field. In the white shadow, three more sharp arrows shot at Fengyao.

Nourish!

The first layer of the sacred barrier was broken, Feng Yao slanted her eyebrows, but she didn't show the slightest panic. Without further hesitation, she put her hand on Fuxiqin again. It's just that this time the movement changed from a light plucking to a flowing playing, and the slender fingers danced wantonly on the strings like dancing, swaying the melody.

The zither sound with fatal attraction came again, but this time, its magic power seemed to be multiplied several times. While trying her best to enjoy the sound of the piano, the only feeling she felt was that she was drowsy.

No matter how strong she is, how can she be stronger than the sacred instrument Fuxiqin. With the growth of Fengyao's strength, Fuxiqin's ability also increased significantly. Even Xiao Tian couldn't survive the sound of the piano for ten seconds if he consciously resisted, not to mention Rainbow Nishang who was unprepared and defensive.

When she finally felt that something was wrong and her consciousness returned to a sliver of clarity, it was already too late. In Xianyin Zuimeng, her last trace of consciousness was completely deprived, and she fell into a deep sleep on her mount. Sensing the abnormality of her master, Qianli Yidianxue neighed helplessly.

Except for Rainbow Nishang, no one heard the slightest sound of the piano. They only saw the speed of the fast-moving Rainbow Nishang gradually slow down until it stopped.

Feng Yao walked in front of Rainbow Nishang with lotus steps, and finally stopped playing the piano in her hand. This kind of Fuxiqin, which was supposed to be played on the ground, was still played by her slanted in her arms like clouds and flowing water. Few people even noticed the dancing movements of her fingers. Even if you see it, no one will take it to heart.

The sound of the piano stopped, and Rainbow Nishang finally woke up. She looked at Fengyao who was standing in front of her holding the piano, sighed softly, and then smiled: "Thank you sister for your mercy."

She knew that the other party was really showing mercy. Because from the beginning to the end, she did not call out the legendary super animal pet Golden Winged Phoenix. Moreover, when she fell asleep just now, she didn't take advantage of this to attack, obviously to save her face.

"Please keep my sister a secret." Feng Yao smiled and stroked the Fuxiqin in her hand.

"Yeah!" Rainbow Nishang also smiled back. She knows what she means. What's more, she was so convinced that she lost, and she was even more convinced in her heart. Being easily defeated by her who is also a woman, she didn't feel the slightest unacceptable feeling in her heart.

Feng Xiao didn't know whether to laugh or be helpless. No one understands the meaning of Fengyao's smile better than him... She is playing with rainbow neon clothes.

"Rainbow Nishang surrendered, player Lianfeng Yaomeng won and entered the top sixteen."

Except for a few people, no one knew how Rainbow Nishang lost. Even if they took the game video back and played it back hundreds of times, it would be absolutely difficult to find out. But these are not important anymore, only the overwhelming screams and shouts are left in the entire arena.

"Yao'er, you deliberately got close to that woman in Xuanyuan's family because you wanted to..." Looking at Feng Yao who had returned to him, Feng Xiao asked.

"China's No. 1 beauty... how can I take advantage of others." Feng Yao smiled.

Feng Xiao grabbed her hand, and said with a little helplessness: "What is the most beautiful woman in China, in my eyes, she can't even compare to one ten-thousandth of my Yao'er."

Embarrassment and joy floated on her cheeks, Feng Yao lowered her head, and said softly: "There are too few women who can match my brother, not to mention... there are ten more..."

ten...

Thinking of this number, Feng Xiao felt a headache. He thought about it for several years but couldn't understand the meaning of those few words that his adoptive father told Fengyao.

"But that woman is the great saint of the Xuanyuan family, and she can only marry the Holy Lord Xuanyuan for the rest of her life."

"Brother just snatched it...it can't fall into other people's hands."

"..."

Well...Feng Xiao did think about attacking Xuanyuan Nishang, and more than once. Everything stems from her reputation as the most beautiful woman and the inexplicable possessive desire in her heart, but it is not strong. But unexpectedly, Feng Yao's attitude on this matter was more determined than his. Perhaps, the rainbow neon clothes left a good impression on her. And was listed as one of the candidates who must enter Fengxiao Harem.

The fifth battle in Area B lasted nearly twenty minutes. In the end, Doomsday Hand won with difficulty and entered the top sixteen. But compared to the competition in the ab districts, everyone can see that if his strength reaches the a district, he can only be at the bottom.

In the fifth match in Area A, the god of killing "Hentian" pk the sharpshooter "Shooting the Sun", this is a match that Feng Xiao has to pay attention to, he must know how strong the god of death who became the "God of Killing" in Mei Yu's mouth is really strong to what extent.

Blood-colored hair, a blood-colored giant sword, and even the armor is dazzling black and red. Standing on the arena, the body of Hentian was strangely still, the huge sword was dragged on the ground, and the strong killing spirit was clearly transmitted to everyone's heart. Before the battle, Sheri's heart was covered with fear.

Who is this person! Feng Xiao frowned and thought.

The game started in an eerie quiet atmosphere. Sheri had already started running at the same time as the notification sounded, ready to distance himself. Suddenly, a strong suction tore at his body, pulling him to Hentian in just one breath. The blood-colored giant sword passed through his body.

One second, the game is over.

Hentian withdrew Doomsday Huangquan expressionlessly and left the arena.

Needle drop can be heard in the audience, such momentum, such an opponent, who can match.

"Brother, he is so strong." Feng Yao said worriedly. Because he will definitely be his brother's opponent.

"En!" Feng Xiao's eyebrows were unconsciously squeezed together. He noticed that when Hentian cast the absorption skill, the unexpanded God of Death wings behind him flashed a faint red light, until Hentian made a move, the red light still did not disappear... This means that when the absorption skill was cast, Does not affect action.

Terrible skills!

The fifth game in Area B ended equally quickly. Fenshui Assassin Avenger hides, surprises, stabs repeatedly, and easily kills the opponent's earth-type wizard Prison Lock Dragon, and advances to the top sixteen. This result did not surprise anyone.

In the sixth round of Area A, the explosive berserker Chiyan Burning Heaven pk the berserk Fengye Haoran.

After the game started, the two still stood quietly in their positions without moving, as if they were talking about something.

"I'm not your opponent." Feng Ye Haoran had a calm face. Although he had high attributes and powerful equipment, he had a general understanding of Chi Yan Fentian's strength from the previous few games. Just the exposed strength is enough to defeat him easily.

"Please answer me a question." Feng Ye Haoran withdrew the sword in his hand, staring at the heroic man in front of him holding a flaming sword: "Why did you Dongfang family choose to hide, keep a low profile and fight alone all these years?"

"Hmph!" Chi Yan Fentian sneered, "So what if you're not isolated. Ximen married Nalan, Beiming forced his daughter to marry Duanmu in order to be attached to Duanmu, and Nangong will be attached to Beiming. Today's four great families , as early as in the past, we are no longer connected with each other, and we are united in the same hatred."

"There is also our Xuanyuan." Fengye Haoran sighed lightly, how could he not understand these things. Too quiet and comfortable, the once single heart gradually gave birth to selfishness and alienation, and they chose to become dominant in various ways.

"The current Xuanyuan is no longer what it used to be." Chi Yan Fentian replied coldly, not hiding the resentment in his voice at all. It is precisely because there is no deterrence from the Xuanyuan family that Ximen, Nangong, and Beiming began to act unscrupulously.

There was a flash of light in Feng Ye Haoran's eyes, but it quickly disappeared without anger. Is the Xuanyuan family really in decline? He knew better than anyone else that they were just waiting for the legendary opportunity—the family motto clearly stated: The day Xuanyuan Sword and Xuanyuan Holy Lord reappeared was the time when the Xuanyuan family would rise again. This ancestral precept has been passed down for countless years, but it is strange that none of the Patriarchs of any generation violated it, and instead it is regarded as a creed that must be adhered to. Therefore, for so many years, the Xuanyuan family has kept a low profile and hidden, secretly developing its power, waiting for the day when it really rises.

"If you can get Xuanyuan back, our Eastern family will naturally surrender." After Chi Yan Fentian finished speaking, he pointed the flaming sword at his body.

Feng Ye Haoran didn't speak, turned around and walked off the arena, giving up the game directly. Chi Yan Fentian has entered the top sixteen, and his next opponent will be the cold-faced killer. This will be a fierce battle of narrow escapes.

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