Legend of the Asura

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In another instant, Shura escaped from the pool of blood and appeared in front of the last cavalry team bathed in blood. In their horrified eyes, he swept across with his sword, and pulled out a 180-degree arc from left to right. The pitch-black sword The light is fleeting,

Chi----

After a prolonged cutting sound, the mounts of all the cavalry in front of him were broken into several pieces from the heel of the four hooves, and the legs of all the cavalry on the horseback were cut off, and they fell to the ground together with the mounts howling miserably. Died in a miserable scream.

If they were allowed to choose again, they would rather die than appear in front of Shura.

He is not a human at all, but a real devil, how can we human beings resist... They finally moved their violently shaking legs and started their lifeless escape. The sound of their bodies being cut could be heard faintly in their ears, and they fled even more frantically, no one dared to look back... The team that was originally neat and tidy, coming with anger and ambition, was completely reduced to a mess.

Blood accumulated step by step, and the corpses piled up into hillocks.

The crowd fled in all directions. Killing everyone is almost impossible. Shura lost his patience, he floated into the air, his hands spread out, and the violent tornado centered on his body, carrying a strong smell of blood and attacking all around.

In an instant, the bodies of thousands of people were crushed by the hurricane, and the screams filled the mountains and fields, converging into a death movement that changed the color of the world.

"Enough! Enough... Brother Feng, don't kill any more, you will become a demon, I don't want it, I don't want it!!"

Xuanyuan Wan'er closed her vision, she couldn't bear it, and she didn't dare to look at the bloody purgatory created by his favorite "Brother Feng". From the moment he finally woke up from the half-year-long loss of soul, she went from surprise, to panic, to sadness, and then to almost despair...

"Woo~~Who will save my Brother Feng...Wow!!"

In less than a minute, most of the 10,000-strong team temporarily organized to encircle and suppress Shura became the corner of the mountain of corpses and bones under Shura's feet. I was afraid that Shura would suddenly appear by his side and take his life away with cruel methods.

There was only one direction Shura was chasing, and none of the players who fled towards the Sunrise City escaped the fate of being sent into the abyss.

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In the real world, night falls.

Without Feng Xiao, the girls at the dining table couldn't eat.

The door was opened, and Chen Binger walked out with a cool breeze.

Yang Xiruo quickly stood up and asked anxiously, "Where's Brother Feng?"

"In Dongying." Chen Binger shook her head.

"Young Master, he wakes up, he... Will he be back soon?" Shui Rourou asked with a look of expectation, her eyes were anxious and concerned.

Chen Binger still shook her head and sat down at her own dining table. The moment she approached, the fruit salad on the table froze together, hard as ice. She stared blankly at the front, worry and confusion flickered in her icy eyes.

Sensing Chen Binger's worry, Duanmu Yiren sighed silently. She has not laughed for more than half a year, nor has she slept soundly. If her only support is lost, she must collapse with it.

The same is true for Yang Xiruo and Shui Rourou.

From Chen Binger's expression, she knew that although he finally woke up, the situation seemed to be getting worse.

"Where are you..." Chen Binger called out like a dream, and this soft call spoke out the hearts of several girls.

The night filled the air. But the world of reincarnation without night is still bright. During this night, Shura was stained with so much blood. All the towns along the way were slaughtered by him one by one, and the creatures he met were killed by him one by one.

On the first day of Shura's arrival, the number of online players in the Eastern Ocean Theater dropped sharply, and the online players were also surrounded by panic.

Finally, he came to the city of sunrise, took Xiaobai back, and walked forward with the footsteps of death.

The news of Shura's arrival has already spread, but the once bustling Sunrise City is extremely deserted at this moment. The flow of people was more than half less than usual. Most of the players who stayed in the city were used to being active in the City of Sunrise, and had never really seen Shura. Some of them want to see if Shura is really as powerful as they say in the legend, or they sneer at those who are frightened by Shura's vicious name, and some want to witness the legendary Shura with the intention of worshiping the strong...

Undoubtedly, they made an extremely wrong decision that was enough to make them regret it to the extreme.

Although they still received the highest alert issued by the city lord, most npcs still chose to stay in the city instead of fleeing...at least, not now.

The entire Sunrise City was shrouded in a depressive atmosphere, like the calm before the bloody storm. The city gate, which was always wide open, was tightly closed at this time, and the countless city guards on the city wall looked heavy. Facing a person who destroyed Tianhuang City and killed Amaterasu by himself, how could they be calm.

Shura's approach made their hearts beat faster. The city guard leader took a deep breath and shouted, "Fire the arrow!"

On the city wall, countless arrows passed by like locusts, densely packed with piercing sounds. Shura's footsteps didn't stop at all, let alone dodge, he just walked straight towards the city gate. The countless arrows that fell on him mercilessly made him dismissive like drizzle from the sky.

As the city gate approached, a red light shot straight into the sky from Shura's body. He raised his hand and swung his sword... The originally indestructible city gate was completely shattered like rotten wood. The city guard team appeared in front of them.

The heart of the leader of the city guard almost fell to the bottom of the valley, and his body was soaked in cold sweat for a moment... A sword broke through the city gate, and there is such a powerful person in the world!

Such an enemy, what can be used to stop it.

Shura suddenly smiled, that sinister smile made all the city guards in front of him shiver.

What was presented in front of him was another magnificent slaughter feast.

As the massacre began, the originally bright sky began to turn gray.

From noon, to dusk, to midnight in the real world.

When Shura walked out of Sunrise City holding the bloody Demon God Sword, the ground in the city was already stained red with blood, and the sky above Yao's City was a terrifying dark red.

The sound of the killing of the city lord of Sunrise City has already told the whole of Japan this tragic fact-after the Emperor City, Sunrise City has not escaped the fate of being slaughtered by him with one sword.

What about the last sunset city of the three major cities in Japan?

Maybe tens of thousands, maybe hundreds of thousands, he couldn't count how many people's blood was stained on his hands, what he needed was a new target.

Sunset City!

Another day passed, this was the third day after Shura appeared in Dongpu Continent. Today, the whole world feels vaguely that the Japanese theater is over.

The imperial city was destroyed, one of the main cities was massacred, all npcs died, the ultimate equipment was destroyed, and even the gods were killed. Even the Xinshou Village, which is almost deserted, began to frequently appear painful and roaring figures. The eyes of people from other countries looking at Dongpu began to change from ridicule to pity, and even China began to feel a little pitiful for the Dongpu theater.

It's pretty much the equivalent of: one person, ruining a country in a few days.

Another town turned into a Shura field, and Shura walked out of the dead town with a blank expression on his face, and continued on his way. Suddenly, he suddenly raised his head, flew up, raised his sword and slashed into the air.

The air fluctuated, and a pitch-black figure appeared, blocking Shura's blow with a huge axe.

"You finally found me." The black shadow laughed strangely, and suddenly a huge aura erupted from his whole body, and the clouds in the sky instantly dispersed into water mist. The sudden and unexpected aura of Sombra completely suppressed Shura's aura.

Shura's eyes turned cold, and the violent killing aura twitched, and the whole body burst into red light, "Myriad Tribulations" reappeared, and the majestic momentum forcefully forced the black shadow's body back a little.

The black shadow's purple demon eyes flickered with a strange purple light, she raised the giant ax in her hand, and slashed towards Shura in the air.

when!

Clang~~

His target was not Shura, but the Demon God Sword in Shura's hand.

The Demon God Sword caught the Pangu Axe, escaped Shura's control, broke in two and fell to the ground.

"Hey... Possessed by the God of War, your attack ability is even far better than mine, but your comprehensive ability can only be considered barely. And although your weapon is powerful, it is a piece of scrap metal in front of the Pan Gu axe!" She sneered ruthlessly, and looked at Shura who was empty-handed with disdain.

Click!

Red... no, it was the blood-red thunder that fell from the sky and blasted towards the broken Demon God Sword.

Click!

A streak of red... no, it was a blood-colored thunder that descended from the sky, blasting towards the broken Demon God Sword...

The black shadow's eyes moved, and he stopped his movements.

Under the entanglement of the blood-colored lightning, the originally broken Demon God Sword was slowly joined together under the pull of the lightning, becoming intact as before, and flew up spontaneously, returning to Shura's hands.

The appearance has not changed, but the color and momentum of the Demon God Sword at this time have undergone surprising changes. The original pitch-black sword body has become red-black, surrounded by a mass of flickering blood-colored thunder, and the once powerful elemental power has not yet However, it was obviously suppressed and covered up by a stronger killing aura.

"Xiu... Luo... Demon... God... Sword!" Tu Zuorenjian paused every word, and slowly said the name of the newborn Demon God Sword.

(Today is the first day of the college entrance examination. I wish all the students a smooth exam and nominations for the high list. By the way, I am from Nantah University in 2004. I wonder how many of you will become brother's juniors, hehe.)

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