Legend of the Asura

The corner of Feng Xiao's mouth twitched, and he said calmly: "Poor clown. If I wanted to kill you, you would have died 800 times just now. I'm really glad I didn't step on you before you became arrogant, because your money shield ... Tsk tsk, what a good skill. This seems to be the first time you activate it. Because..." Feng Xiao smiled sarcastically: "Once this skill is activated, it cannot be canceled for life."

Seeing a look of astonishment on Xiao Dao's face, Feng Xiao continued: "It's such a sad skill. From today on, you may not even dare to fight monsters. If you are touched by a slightly stronger monster, you will drop a few. Thousands of gold coins. Even if you have more gold coins, it seems that you can’t afford such consumption.”

Xiaodao was stunned for a moment, then sneered disdainfully: "Although I don't understand how you know, so what if you know? Hehe, with my current strength, levels are completely useless to me. Is it necessary to fight monsters and upgrade?"

Live with money and attack with money. In the case that the money shield cannot be canceled, the level is useless and unnecessary.

"Is that so..." Feng Xiao raised his right hand, holding the huge golden bow in his hand, and at the same time a green arrow was formed on the golden bowstring. "The gold coins on your body should belong to the entire Soul Slayer Gang. The Emperor Bird of Dongying Island is really willing to allocate so much money to support an organization in China. But... if the money on your body is in the blink of an eye They all lost their words... Tsk tsk, many people's faces must be ugly."

Xiaodao's face changed, and he laughed wildly: "Hahahaha... Shura, you are not so naive as to think you can defeat me, are you? Ridiculous! It's so ridiculous!!"

A clock, too small to attract anyone's attention, was formed on the small knife head, and turned one notch in reverse. And the same clock moved one frame clockwise on Feng Xiao's head.

The knife's hand was full of gold coins. No one but himself knew how much that was. Maybe ten thousand, maybe one hundred thousand, or even a million. He scanned the audience proudly, as if he was making a final demonstration before the end of the battle, unaware that his movements had become strangely slow in the eyes of others.

"Your Huaxia War Zone will forever be the laughing stock of our Dongpu and the whole world, hahahahahaha... Asura! Go to hell!"

The slow and piercing voice caused overwhelming abuse and more intense shouts. Following the throwing of the golden light in the knife's hand, exclamations and nervous shouts resounded throughout the audience, everyone's eyes widened, and their whole bodies twitched with tension... Shura, you must not be defeated! ! !

A strange smile appeared on the corner of Feng Xiao's mouth, and there was even a hint of relief in the smile. The moment Xiaodao waved his hand, he clearly captured the skill information of "Money Throwing", and the last bit of pressure left in his heart disappeared.

20-meter throwing distance...cut!

Knife's perception of time is reduced by 30%. Even the skills he used were slowed down by 30%, and the flying speed of the shining golden coins was as fast as a stone thrown by a three-year-old child in Feng Xiao's eyes, without any threat at all. He rushed towards the direction where the gold coin was flying with a look of disdain, and turned around to avoid it when the gold coin was about to stick to his body, and in an instant came to the knife before he could retract his hand.

Snapped! !

The loud slap hit Xiao Dao's face hard, surprisingly loud. The arena fell silent for an instant, followed by boiling cheers, and exaggerated shouts everywhere. When Shura slapped Tian Sha Fengyun to death, all they felt was intolerance, silence, and even a little fear. And the same slap on the Dongying dog made them feel so comfortable that they couldn't help jumping up.

"Hahahaha... good fight! good fight!"

"Shura! Slap him to death! Let the tmd little Dongying dog be arrogant."

"Shura! Well done! Well done!!"

Perhaps it was because of too much force, even through the hard gauntlet, Feng Xiao still felt a dull pain in his right hand, he shook his wrist unhappily, glanced at the knife that was slapped 720 degrees and was completely stunned there, and spoke with disdain Said: "I don't really like others to be arrogant in front of me."

This loud slap seemed to hit the faces of all Japanese players, making their faces extremely ugly in an instant.

The force that almost slapped his entire head off made Xiaodao's brain completely blank, and he couldn't even hear the punishment prompt in his ear. When he finally came to his senses and sneered at Shang Feng Xiao, his face showed the same horror and ferocity as Tian Sha Feng Yun, and he finally personally experienced what kind of humiliation Tian Sha Feng Yun had suffered before. The difference is that Tiansha Fengyun was humiliated in front of all Chinese players, but he was humiliated in front of all Chinese, Japanese, and even the whole world! ! And now that the arrogant and cruel words before have been slapped severely in public, this kind of humiliation and irony has been magnified countless times.

"Ah!! Die! Die! Die!!!"

More than one million gold coins were crazily thrown out by the knife, and the attack range almost blocked all directions in front of him. The moment he just made a move, Feng Xiao unhurriedly shot out a Shura thorn to stabilize his shadow, and then moved thirty meters away in the blink of an eye, with a move with his right hand, the berserk "Storm Arrow" He shot at the knife mercilessly through the sky full of gold coins.

Feng Xiao can currently shoot six arrows in one second, and this "one second" is relative to the time he can sense. But in the eyes of ordinary people, what he shoots every second is... eight arrows. And in Xiaodao's eyes... Eleven Arrows!

-19995, -40252, -40882, -39984, -20002, -40223...

The dazzling golden numbers rained down on the head of the knife, and each number represented the money he had lost. The huge number stunned Huaxia and made the world tremble. Then, louder cheers flooded the arena.

From this moment, the world finally began to re-evaluate the strength of Huaxia Shura. Because of the storm-like arrows, Shura's damage per second is about... more than 200,000!

The feeling of being ravaged by the strong wind is nothing like this. After throwing money several times with the completely frantic knife, he finally realized that the distance between him and Shura was too far. When rushing forward, I found that my body was tightly pulled by an irresistible force. He was startled, and began to struggle hard, trying to break free from the shackles of the fixing image. But the magical skill of fixing the image can freeze even a fairy beast for more than ten seconds, let alone a small 52-level assassin.

"Boss is really going to smash all his gold coins, hehe, it's so fucking!" Xiao Tian laughed violently, but soon thought of something, and murmured: "But, if that Dongpu What should I do if Xiaodao can't bear to surrender at the end? These Dongying people are born with cheap nature in their bones..."

"Everyone, look at the money leaderboard!"

Without being reminded by others, most people have already opened the money ranking list, and watched with joy as the number seven on the top dropped rapidly. In 30 seconds, Xiaodao finally got rid of the shackles of the fixer, but his money dropped by more than seven million!

Horrific numbers, numbers that shocked the world, numbers that Huaxia players could hardly help shouting.

The storm is still raging, and the golden numbers are still churning. Xiao Dao slapped himself hard, forcing himself to calm down. I have 250 million lives, and an attack that can definitely kill him in seconds, how can I lose, how can I lose!

However, what made his heart colder and colder was that although he was free from the shackles of that force, his body was repeatedly repulsed by the frenzied arrows, no matter how he dodged, how hard he tried to rush forward , are unable to do so. As his body receded in the rain of arrows, cold sweat finally began to break out from his body. The self-confidence that had swelled to the extreme before began to shake, and uneasiness quickly grew in his heart. His invincible attack power was so sadly useless in front of Shura!

Feng Xiao continued to fire the storm arrows expressionlessly, locking his body firmly, not giving him the slightest possibility of escape. As Xiaodao's body was repelled, he walked forward accordingly, preventing him from getting out of the storm arrow's attack range. Until he was forced to the edge of the arena, nailed to the invisible barrier and unable to retreat.

Mie Hun's expression became more and more gloomy, he picked up the communicator, and said viciously: "What are you doing!! Hurry up and rush over to me, I'll kill him in seconds!!"

"I do not know what to do……"

Miehun's heart suddenly went cold, he finally realized that he had underestimated Shura too much. The development of things has far deviated from their expected track.

The storm arrow's attack distance is as long as 50 meters, and with Feng Xiao's super luck, almost every two arrows is enough to trigger a knockback effect, and the critical strike rate is as high as 50%. The firmly locked knife tried countless times, but sadly found that let alone breaking away, it was extremely difficult to move even a little bit, and the body completely locked on the barrier was completely involuntary.

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