Legend of the Asura

Behind Feng Xiao, flashing white light, Yamamoto Michi reappeared in the resurrection point with a gloomy face. Such shame almost made his lungs explode. With a loud roar, he pulled out the black long knife behind him and rushed towards him with a roar.

Hearing the voice behind him, Feng Xiao didn't even bother to turn his head and didn't even move his body. Instead, Yamamoto's running figure flickered again and again in his heart, and finally he suddenly appeared on Feng Xiao's right side as if teleporting.

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Two gorgeous misses and a ridiculous damage figure for Feng Xiao. Feng Xiao finally turned his face to the side: "Is this the strength of the second master in Dongpu?"

Yamamoto was completely stunned and couldn't believe his eyes.

Although Feng Xiao's defense is less than one-third of his attack power, it's still a full 6088! It is quite good that Michio Yamamoto can break his defense several times that of ordinary players. And Feng Xiao's basic evasion ability is 4645, making all assassin classes envious to the wall.

Another ordinary stab with an o-level novice sword, a yellow number -3o664 appeared on Yamamoto's head and killed him in seconds.

"It's beyond self-control to dare to yell in front of me with such little strength."

Yamamoto appeared again at the resurrection point behind Feng Xiao, but this time his face had turned black, darker than the black knife behind him. He rushed out of the protection area of ​​the resurrection point in two quick steps, and the moment he stepped out, the black knife in his hand began to shine with black light.

"Sura! Go to hell with me..."

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A gust of frenzied wind swept across Michi Yamamoto, who had not yet fully charged his ultimate move, and was killed in seconds by Feng Xiao with a "Wind Rolling Dance".

"There's a lot of nonsense about not being strong enough." Feng Xiao curled his lips in disdain again.

All the players in Japan stayed there and couldn't say a single word. The dignified second master in Japan, Dao Yamamoto, who was admired by countless players in Japan, was so vulnerable in front of Huaxia Shura, and was played wantonly like a newborn baby... ...Even Shura has been using an o-level novice sword with no offensive ability! !

shame! Provoke...fear.

"Do you still want to die?" Feng Xiao turned around and stepped on the ink knife that Yamamoto just exploded, while shaking the novice sword in his hand, looking contemptuously at Yamamoto who reappeared.

The resurrection point is nearby, which provided convenience for Yamamoto and became his sorrow. And the novice sword in Shura's hand made him a great shame.

"Kill him! Kill him quickly!!!"

Dignity and self-confidence were completely torn apart by Shura. At this time, Michi Yamamoto, who lost all the strongest equipment even after being down three levels, has completely forgotten the arrogant words he said "you can't bully the few with more", acting like a madman Yelling and yelling that he only wants this Shura who ruined his reputation to die... die immediately! !

The third master was frightened and fled like a dog, and the second master was killed lightly again and again. The Japanese players felt that they had been slapped on the face one after another, and their lungs were about to explode. And their last hope also fell on Xueying. At the Dongying Martial Arts Competition, she also killed Yamamoto Michi in one blow and won the first place. No one doubted her terrifying strength.

Yamamoto's roar ignited the viciousness in the hearts of the Japanese players, tearing up their dignity, tearing up their faces. After holding back for too long, they finally yelled a few times in unison and rushed towards Shura who was surrounded in the middle.

"Ah!" Maple Leaf Lanxing yelled nervously, "Would it be possible for a Shura villain to be bullied by so many people...would it be..."

Fengye Kuanglan glanced at Fengye Lanxing strangely and whispered, "Lanlan, didn't you always hate Brother Shura? Why are you worried about him now?"

Maple Leaf Lanxing was stunned, then almost jumped up, the reaction was so violent that the Maple Leaf brothers broke out in a cold sweat. "Who... who is worried about that big villain! I just hate those Japanese villains even more! Hmph!!"

"Uh... yes!" Maple Leaf Kuanglan wiped the cold sweat from his head without any trace.

Fengye Haoran looked at Fengye Lanxing more, and his expression became a little dignified. A girl's heart is easy to fall into, but Xuanyuan's little saint must never fall in love with other men!

"Don't worry, as long as Shura enters the resurrection point, no one can hurt him. But I believe he will never do this... How can a person take these people seriously if he kills a gang easily .”

Kaka Kaka...

Gorgeous ice flowers bloomed in front of Feng Xiao, the first cannon fodder that came up before he made a move fell down a large piece, and at the same time, the huge soul wings spread out and the sharp wing blades danced, killing all the players behind him in a flash.

The Japanese players were already full of anger, and no one organized them to direct them all rushing towards Shura like headless chickens. Feng Xiao didn't bother to move his feet or even change his weapon. The novice sword in his hand and the soul wing behind his back were swaying wantonly, harvesting slices of life in an understatement. Most Japanese players have no chance to make a move at all. And those bows and arrows and magic were completely ignored by Feng Xiao. With his extremely high defense and avoidance, few players can hit him, and even if they hit him, there are very few players who can break the defense.

And those magical attacks from various departments did not pose any threat to Feng Xiao at all. These Dongpu magicians who were stunned by the shame and didn't know Shura's background at all didn't know that Shura was not only not afraid of fire and thunder magic, but could absorb damage. The gorgeous magic skills of various departments kept falling on Feng Xiao, but it didn't make his life drop a bit. In addition to Feng Xiao's life recovery of more than 6,000 per second, he never even used the dark madness from the beginning to the end.

"Damn it! It's fighting! It's finally fighting! Kill! Kill! Kill these little devils from Dongying island country, hahahaha!!" Xiao Tian sat in front of the screen, jumping and jumping excitedly, as if he was going wild in Dongying The one who killed the ring was himself.

One by one, the Japanese players fell down and continued to revive from the rear resurrection point. Some stared blankly at the god-like invincible Shura, and some immediately put on their equipment again, screaming and killing.

"It's going to be endless." Feng Xiao glanced behind him helplessly, and his body finally moved.

"Holy Light Reincarnation!"

The terrifying ice flower finally stopped and was replaced by an even more terrifying bright tornado. Although the fixed-point attack range of Holy Light Reincarnation is not as good as Binghuangpo's, the sweeping range when moving is far more terrifying than Binghuangpo's. Wherever the bright tornado went, corpses were piled up in rows, no one could withstand a single blow. If it is said that the Japanese players fell in small pieces before, now they are falling in large pieces.

All the equipment that fell on the ground, no matter good or bad, was automatically taken away by Feng Xiao with the demon refining pot. The hope of these Japanese people to recover the dropped items was absolutely eliminated.

The completely disproportionate fighting in the past ten minutes of chaos did not stop for a moment. To everyone's surprise, Shura neither chose to escape nor turned around to the resurrection point to temporarily hide. The dead Dongying people were resurrected again, and the new Dongying players continued to pour in from all directions, and the entire Tianhuang City Square was in chaos. But only the bright tornado has not stopped shaking countless eyes and nerves all over the world. From the beginning to the end, he did not fall, did not escape, and only a large number of Japanese players fell. Like an invincible God with endless life. And those Japanese players are like tiny ants who are constantly dying under his sword.

Tokugawa Kazuto's eyes were resentful, and his hands rattled as he squeezed them. With a "bang", the monitor in front of him was smashed to pieces by him on the ground, "Trash! Trash! Trash!! Let Xue Ying go and defeat him immediately! Tear him apart!"

"Yes! Yes!" The middle-aged man who had been standing respectfully behind him obediently responded and stepped back carefully. Ten seconds later, a small guard carried up a new universal monitor tremblingly.

Half a minute later, the monitor was smashed to pieces again by Tokugawa Ito.

Shura was still rampaging through the crowd with a bright tornado that urged him to kill. Time passed in the seemingly endless killing. Gradually, the anger and hostility in the hearts of the Japanese players dissipated little by little and turned into fear little by little. There are many players who find sadly that their level has been killed below level 50, all their equipment has been dropped, and they have lost their second-rank professional attributes, and their skills have also disappeared.

Finally, people's minds began to scatter and everyone felt insecure. There were fewer and fewer players actively rushing towards Shura. More and more players began to evacuate secretly, flee frantically, or hide at the resurrection point, not daring to come out, only watching with a pair of eyes in fear. Asura. In Shura's hands, that inconspicuous novice sword turned out to be like a reminder from hell, ghosts everywhere it went. No one would be so stupid as to charge forward knowing that they were dying.

"My gosh...he's a human!"

"This is China's Asura... No! It's not an exaggeration to call it a true god."

"My heart is about to stop beating. My God... I beg God to give me a man like Shura."

"Oh my God... he's actually holding a novice sword. Ugh!! He's not human at all!!"

"Crazy! Really crazy! I can't be dreaming. God, when will I reach the realm of Huaxia Shura!"

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