Legend of the Asura

His hands were stained with the blood of countless people, and the long-formed killing aura was deliberately released, giving people a kind of almost suffocating coldness and terror. Frightened, he accelerated his steps and retreated subconsciously. The national curse that was about to be exported was abruptly swallowed back into his stomach.

A gloomy voice resounded clearly in the crowd during the commotion: "Sura of Huaxia, don't be ashamed of yourself here. Go back to your country of Huaxia!"

Feng Xiao glanced indifferently towards the direction of the voice, and sneered in his heart. The purpose of his early appearance was to provoke, and he was even more eager for someone to take the initiative to provoke. In this way, he has a legitimate reason for killing people.

Players from different countries in the reincarnation world can communicate with each other without hindrance. Different languages ​​will be automatically converted into languages ​​familiar to players by the system. The originally chaotic crowd suddenly became quiet because of the sound of this voice. It is conceivable that this person must have a very high reputation in the entire Dongpu theater, and he is undoubtedly a heavyweight.

The originally crowded crowd parted abruptly, and a young man with a short stature and a gloomy face came forward, and behind him were several teams lined up in an orderly manner. And no player around this team dared to approach them, all of them looked at them with fear and envy.

"The young leader of the Kouyama Club, the largest gang in Japan, Masao Yama is also the third place in the ranking list of Japan, and the third place in the Fighting Conference of Japan."

Xiao Tian's secret words came from Feng Xiao's ear. Shura's appearance has already become a global live broadcast under the action of someone with a heart, and Xiao Tian collected his information at the fastest speed the moment Masao Kouyama first appeared.

Feng Xiao casually glanced at his attributes, didn't bother to look at him again, turned his head away and said disdainfully: "I give you two choices: either kneel down and admit your mistakes for what you just said or..." The voice stopped and he sneered endlessly.

The crowd was stunned, and Masao Yama was also completely stunned.

What Shura showed was such a naked provocation and insult. What Shura was facing was the most powerful in the Eastern War Zone, and almost no one dared to provoke him.

Domineering! This is the real domineering! Countless Huaxia players shouted silently in their hearts.

Masao Kouyama's face distorted for a moment, then he returned to normal and laughed wildly: "Sura! What do you think you are the number one in China? In my eyes, you are almost like a poor ant. Know me Who is it... as long as I give an order, you will die very~~difficult~~ look!!"

There was a burst of chaotic applause from the surrounding Dongying crowd. Indeed, no matter how strong Shura was, he could only face the powerful forces of the Koushan Society alone. He couldn't even have a chance to struggle except to escape.

"Kill this overbearing Shura!"

"Go back to China!!"

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Arrogant and foolish. The ridiculous Dongpu people who have not personally experienced the power of Shura will never believe in the power of Shura.

Masao Kuchiyama triumphantly enjoyed the chaotic shouting and pursuit. The battle between Shura and Xiaodao in the Huaxia Martial Arts Tournament made all the players in the Eastern Ocean Theater feel humiliated, and the source of this humiliation-Sura was also firmly remembered and hated by them. If Shura can be killed here, it will definitely bring shame to the Dongpu theater and kick the shame back to the Huaxia Guokou Mountain Club. The prestige will also rise to a new height.

"Then do you know who I am?" Feng Xiao sneered as he approached him step by step, Shura's eyes began to flash blood red.

Shura's approach made Masao Kouyama feel a terrible pressure. He was secretly startled, but at this time he must not retreat. A light purple assassin's dagger appeared in Masao Kouyama's hand, and at the same time his left hand started to make a gesture of "surround Shura" with his left hand. He sneered contemptuously, "Hmph, you're just..."

His heart seemed to be pierced by an extremely cold long sword. Masao Kouyama trembled violently all over his body. Everything in his vision became blurred until it became the abyss of bloody sea skulls and hellish ghosts... He seemed to be in that terrifying purgatory. Countless bloody arms reached out to him, tearing his body apart bit by bit...

His pupils are dilated, he wants to scream, but there is no sound at all, he wants to run away, to vomit... to die...

"Devil...devil, you are a devil...ahh!!!"

From retreating tremblingly to limp on the ground to crawling and rushing behind, the crowd screamed and fled. The huge change made the crowd become extremely quiet in an instant. All the members of the Kouyama Club present were terrified and hurriedly followed Masao Kouyama's fleeing figure and left.

The world was in an uproar, except for a few players in the Huaxia theater, no one knew what happened. But from the infinite arrogance of Kouyama Masao to the incomparable embarrassment, all the Japanese players felt that they had been slapped loudly on the face. And that unbelievable scene made the fear that suddenly arose in their hearts hard to erase no matter what.

"Hahahaha, it's really a big hit." Maple Ye Kuanglan laughed heartily.

"Hmph! A big villain is a big villain." Maple Leaf Lanxing muttered softly, poking out her bright red mouth. However, her eyes secretly looked at the domineering Shura in the crowd on the screen from time to time, and her heart was pounding. This kind of man undoubtedly has a fatal attraction to a girl—even if she is the little devil princess of the Xuanyuan family.

Maple Leaf Lanxing couldn't help stretching out her small hand to caress the colored light clip on her head. The heartbeat quickened a little more. I don't know when this innocent and pure 15-year-old girl began to have something on her mind. Every time she saw this her favorite sandwich, his shadow appeared and became clearer every time.

"But how did Big Brother Shura do it? Could it be that he could be scared like this just by his aura? Then Masao Kouyama is too good-for-nothing." Maple Leaf Kuanglan said to himself with a puzzled expression. road.

"No! This is a strange but terrifying ability of Shura's eyes. This move once frightened more than 200 people from the Tiansha gang and made the people who experienced it feel terrified. It has appeared many times on the forum but has been rejected Most players think it's nonsense." Feng Ye Haoran said solemnly.

"Terrible Shura with terrible skills. Such a result is undoubtedly the most cruel. If Shura uses force to solve the problem, even if the Koushan Society on the spot is completely wiped out, it will only arouse the hatred of the players present and the fierce Koushan Society's defeat. It will be considered as a sacrifice to expel Huaxia Shura. But now... In front of the whole world, Masao Kouyama flees in embarrassment and makes Dongpu lose face in front of the world. This not only makes the morale of Dongpu players plummet, but Masao Kouyama has since In the future, it will be difficult to gain a foothold in the Japanese war zone, and the prestige of the Koushan Club will also plummet as a result."

Fengye Haoran explained to Fengye Kuanglan in a calm voice. Maple Leaf Kuanglan nodded again and again, his eyes became more and more frenzied.

"Cut! It's really disappointing. Don't tell me your Dongying island country is such a waste? The first gang or the third place in the martial arts competition is a joke!"

The voice of sarcasm spread throughout the audience and spread throughout the world, making countless Japanese players want to scream angrily, but they couldn't refute it. Because Kou Shan, who is recognized as the most powerful leader, fled in front of him like a dog.

"Demon law! It must be demon law! Kill him!!"

"Let's go together! Kill him!!"

"Yes! Kill him, kill him, kill him and bring him back to level zero!"

The crowd rioted again, and countless Japanese players showed their weapons, wanting to shamelessly use crowd tactics to save face. Although it is in the center of the city, because Feng Xiao is a player from another country's war zone, even if he takes the initiative to pk, he will not be punished.

"enough!!"

Another roar sounded from the crowd, this time the voice was calm and heavy with a hint of power.

The owner of the voice quickly jumped out of the crowd. He jumped more than five meters high, jumped over the crowd in front of him, and stood firmly in front of Shura.

This person is still a lot shorter than Feng Xiao, wearing a black tights and carrying a long black sword behind his back, and a black mask covering his face so that his appearance cannot be seen, but the sword The knife showed his identity to the world.

The strength of the Japanese War Zone is second only to Xueying's Ink Sword Demon Ninja-Michi Yamamoto!

The basic occupations in different theaters are exactly the same, but the hidden occupations will have corresponding characteristics according to different theaters. For example, there is a special hidden class called ninja in the Japanese war zone. Ink knife ghost ninja is one of them. This is a high-attack and high-skilled profession with a weird theme.

He glanced at the crowd with sharp eyes and said loudly: "Everyone is quiet, how can our majestic Great Eastern Empire make the world laugh with more victories than less!"

His voice has a very strong penetrating power, coupled with his high prestige and strength, the commotion crowd quieted down again, and countless hopeful eyes fell on him.

Very satisfied with the effect he created, Yamamoto stood up straight with a proud face and said in a cold voice: "You are the Shura of China? Huh, you want to challenge my blood cherry blossoms in Dongpu? You can defeat me first. If you lose, don't embarrass yourself here Go back to Huaxia immediately..."

The expectant applause in his ears has not yet sounded his harsh words, and he has not yet finished speaking. A faint light flashed in front of his eyes and pierced him at an astonishing speed. Before he could react, it had passed through his body. When he finally came to his senses, the system prompt sounded in his ears, which made him feel ashamed.

"Just hit it, why so much nonsense." Feng Xiao withdrew the novice sword in his hand with a look of disdain, as if the instant kill was not the second master of Dongying Kingdom, but an innocuous grasshopper. He didn't even have the interest to take a look at the dead body of Yamamoto who was lying on the ground and let him disappear into white light.

The scene became silent, and then there were countless glasses falling to the ground and the sound of swallowing saliva.

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