Legend of the Asura

Closing the map in his hand, Feng Xiao finally let out a long sigh of relief. Combining the environmental distribution here, and the manpower and material resources that the one imperial city and the three main cities can provide, he finally decided on the scope and scale of the new city, and then, construction can begin.

Another "permanent portal" was completed in his hands, and the other side was directly connected to the square of Tianlong Imperial City. The moment the teleportation array was completed, it immediately attracted countless players to watch, but soon, dozens of sword guards appeared around the teleportation array, enclosing it airtight and strictly prohibiting anyone from entering.

Every time the permanent portal is cast, the mana value will be permanently reduced by one thousand, but thinking of the infinite wealth, Feng Xiao doesn't even feel distressed at all.

Connect to the Ice and Snow City tomorrow, and connect to the Vulcan City the day after tomorrow. After a period of material transfer through the teleportation array, you can officially start building the city. And there is no need for him to worry about the specific matters of building the city. Fatty Fang in the imperial city is working hard to prepare everything for him. Even the city distribution map and the drawings of various buildings have been sent to him to draw.

After handing over the area map drawn in his hands to the workers from Tianlong Imperial City, Feng Xiao glanced at the time and returned to Tianlong Arena. This morning was the semi-finals, the first match was between him and Hentian. There was some expectation in his heart.

For most people, this is also the most watched game, even more than this afternoon's final. Because this is the collision of the real powerhouses - Shura and God of Death, who are recognized as the strongest and most mysterious! It's just that their premature encounter can't help but make people feel regretful.

"Boss, why did you come here? The game is about to start." Xiao Tian looked at the time and said, it was less than a minute before the game time.

"The building of the city has been delayed for a while."

It was that gaze full of burning fighting intent again, Feng Xiao looked at Hentian's fiery eyes in dead silence, smiled lightly, and turned his eyes away to look at Meiyu with interest. Her eyes, like dots of stars, without the slightest impurity, made him always involuntarily attracted. Hentian snorted softly, and teleported to the arena, but his gaze was still tightly locked on Feng Xiao who was under the stage.

"Boss, even I can kill him, you will definitely not fall into his hands." Xiao Tian laughed, no one knew Feng Xiao's current strength better than him. In his heart, this is a game without suspense.

Without answering, Feng Xiao also teleported to the arena, looking at Hen Tian with a smile on his face.

The two top players all appeared on the stage, but there was no cheering or screaming at the scene. Shura's ruthless methods and the strong murderous aura emanating from Hentian made the audience feel strangely quiet, and even the whispering stopped completely. Everyone stared at the arena, waiting for the start of the game.

"Who the hell are you?" Feng Xiao folded his arms and looked at him calmly.

There was no answer, not even the slightest tremor in the eyes.

"Your surname is Bai?" Feng Xiao asked suddenly, his eyes became sharp for a moment, but he still didn't catch the slightest fluctuation from the expression of hate.

"The name of the God of Killing, the power of the God of Killing. The title of the God of Killing originated from Bai Qi, the God of War in the Warring States Period of China. It is said that he fought on the battlefield for more than 30 years. As long as the Sixth Army heard that he led troops to fight He would be terrified. It is precisely because of him that all countries dare not fight with Qin. Bai Qi has led countless battles in his life, and wiped out more than one million troops of the Sixth Army. But he has never been defeated. , the title of God is not an exaggeration."

"There are more than one million people who died because of him. In the first battle of Changping, he even killed more than half a million people at one time. Since then, he has been crowned with the titles of 'Killing God' and 'Murderer'. And my father once told me a very interesting rumor, it is said that because of too much blood on his hands, Bai Qi finally fell into the way of killing gods, and had a powerful, cruel, bloodthirsty killing power."

"There is no doubt that this is a kind of cold-blooded and killing power. Bai Qi's life was brilliant and infinite, but the ending was very miserable... He was bestowed to death by the King of Qin. Why did the King of Qin let him die? It was because he was afraid of his achievements. Or is Bai Qi unable to control the power of killing gods that he derived for no reason and seeks death by himself? And the Bai family, is it really extinct because of this? If there is no end, then with the inheritance of the blood of the Bai family, will this power be inherited? Going down...that's some really interesting questions."

Feng Xiao's voice was calm and slow, and Hen Tian listened quietly, without the slightest reaction.

"The result is really surprising. By coincidence, I actually got a piece of information about the descendants of the Bai family, but unfortunately, the last trace of blood of the Bai family that has lasted for thousands of years was taken by the family 20 years ago. The massacre was exhausted, except for the disappearance of two children, a boy and a girl, all the family members left were corpses. And the culprit of this tragedy and the purpose of all this, no one knows..."

A slight sound came into Feng Xiao's ears, it was the friction sound produced by the slight vibration of Doomsday Yellow Spring and the ground.

The smile on the corner of Feng Xiao's mouth flickered, and at the moment when the "match starts" sounded, he suddenly said in a deep voice: "The one who saved you is the demon race!!"

Violent fluctuations finally appeared on his dead face, and his only answer was to raise the Doomsday Yellow Spring in his hand, and draw a bloody arc of light towards Feng Xiao.

Feng Xiao didn't dodge or dodge, letting his attack land on him.

-12500.

"You are not my opponent." Feng Xiao glanced at the numbers popping up above his head, and said indifferently. This damage, which is enough to instantly kill ordinary players several times, does not pose any threat to him. In just three seconds, the lost life was restored to full.

"Your performance has already given me the answer. It turns out that there are so many unbelievable things in the world. I am really more and more interested in everything hidden in this "Reincarnation" world. Of course... I am interested in the world you are in. That Demon Race is more interested."

A huge tearing force came from in front of him, Feng Xiao didn't make any struggling movements, and let his body be pulled away without paying attention. This kind of enemy-absorbing skill is a nightmare for weak enemies, but compared to stronger enemies, it is sometimes a skill to seek death.

Without waiting to get close to Hentian's body, Feng Xiao finally called out his weapon, he smiled relaxedly, and before Doomsday Huangquan attacked him, Xuanyuan in his hand slammed on the ground.

"The sky is shaking!!!"

The huge explosion made everyone feel that the ground beneath them trembled, and in the yellow light that exploded, Hentian's body was sent flying heavily, and three quarters of his blood tank was emptied.

"You should be thankful that there was no critical strike just now, otherwise you would have been instantly killed. Use your 'God Killing Barrier' and all your unique moves, otherwise you are not qualified to fight me."

The originally silent scene suddenly burst into amazing cheers. The two huge black wings on Feng Xiao's back spread magnificently, floating in the air with his body, looking down at the gloomy hate sky. The bloody bone spurs and sharp edges all shone with a palpitating cold light.

A heavy cold hum came from Hentian's mouth, and a pair of equally huge wings stretched out from behind, leading his body to float to the same height as Feng Xiao. Those were a pair of blood-colored wings, exuding a killing aura that made people tremble in the bottom of their hearts. And his body was already covered with a layer of red halo.

"Do your best, and let me see if you in your strongest form are qualified to be my opponent."

The arrogant voice did not arouse the rage of hate, and deep anger filled his calm as stagnant eyes. With the swing of the giant sword, five howling winds of blood flew towards Feng Xiao. Feng Xiao's eyes froze, and he flew back quickly. At the same time, the golden light of Xuanyuan in his hand flashed and turned into the form of a magic staff. With the swing of his right hand, a colorless force hit Hentian at an incredible speed.

The distortion of space is so obvious. People can clearly see that the space on the straight line seems to be pulled hard, and there is a jaw-dropping distortion. The distortion of space instantly spread to Hentian, causing his body to twist along with the distortion of space. His body, armor, and even weapons seemed to have completely changed their shape.

-42250!

The five death roars that were about to be posted on Feng Xiao completely disappeared. A momentary sluggishness appeared on Hentian's face. At that moment just now, he clearly felt the feeling that his body was being torn apart by the tearing of space.

"This trick is called 'Dimensional Slash'." Xuanyuan in his hand turned back into the form of a sword, and Feng Xiao raised the sword and returned to Hentian: "Ordinary tricks are useless to me, use your skills at the bottom of the box. I Desire for an opponent who can pose a threat to me."

Only he himself understands the true meaning of this sentence... that "slaughtering world" that seems to only look up forever.

Hateful's heart churned violently. Originally thought that he was enough to be evenly matched with him, and even defeated him. But I didn't expect that after the trial of killing God, the gap between myself and him would be getting farther and farther. It made him feel unmatched in his heart.

I have tasted despair and pain. From birth to growing up, the only belief is to become stronger. For this belief, he has no childhood, no joy, and spends all his time in cruel training... The only warmth in his life is the one who silently watches him practice sword every day, and silently watches him suffer so much. She was tortured in various ways. Every tear she shed for him was firmly in his heart...

However, how could I, who was about to be covered in blood, let her be stained with even the slightest bit of sin. How can I let her follow him desperately.

For his own efforts, for his own confused beliefs...how could he fail so miserably! ! !

With an explosion of bloody light, Hentian's eyes turned completely red. A pungent bloody smell emanated from his body, and soon filled the entire arena, making people want to vomit. In the auditorium, Meiyu, who had been calm all this time, finally showed panic. Except for Hentian, she was the only one who understood the horror of this skill and the even more terrifying consequences.

Feng Xiao's heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably, and his expression became serious. When he saw the description of this skill clearly, his pupils shrank suddenly.

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