Legend of the Asura

The people there are very ugly, all of them are ferocious, and their bodies are even more terrifying. From the first day he entered there, the two-year-old was forced to start brutal training, but he didn't complain at all, because he had the blood and instinct to kill the gods to pursue strength and fighting, and because the most powerful person in his heart Out of pure hatred, he wants to become stronger, take revenge, and kill all those humans who want to exterminate his Bai family.

From then on, he only practiced sword and slept in his life. Gradually, this kind of morbid and cruel training became his habit. Sometimes, he would even wave the epee in his hand continuously for days and nights without eating, until Tired, collapsed and unconscious, he was like a crazy machine, and it continued like this for twenty years.

Except for the brutal training, his world was blank. Because of this, in his twenties, his strength surpassed the strongest sword god in China.

The only warmth is the tears on her face every time he falls into a coma.

She is his older sister... But his world is destined to be free from fetters and concerns, otherwise, he will not be able to become a true killing god.

They are a bunch of lunatics, a bunch of inhuman lunatics. They tried their best to use more brutal training methods to make him improve his strength. Because only when he becomes stronger can he have the ability to break the barrier that only humans can break, and they can leave this place that is forever dark.

As for Mei Yu, they have always treated her indifferently, never ordered her to do anything, never talked to her, and let her do what she did, as if she didn't exist at all. Although they are lunatics, they are definitely not fools. They know that only the existence of Mei Yu can prevent Hen Tian from truly collapsing under the inhuman torture.

If it was a worthless person, how could they allow her to exist.

A year ago, he heard the call of Doomsday Huangquan, so he walked out of there and came to the world of reincarnation. The people there also seemed to see hope, and after he gained enough power, they came back to destroy the seal, and they would help him avenge and help him slaughter the world.

Slaughtering the world... That was the pure hatred of a two-year-old child, and it was this hatred that accompanied him through twenty cruel years. But, will he really be able to slaughter the world like crazy when he grows up?

In the world of reincarnation, he got Doomsday Huangquan, the god-killing weapon that is connected with his blood and can follow him in and out of the two worlds. In the reincarnation world, he killed people every day, but he knew that everyone he killed didn't really die, and that kind of killing wasn't real killing either.

But why, he can't do real killing, he can only use this fake killing to vent his confusion in this world.

Is it because she is always by her side, or because her 20-year-old belief has been shaken.

After walking out from there, he began to contact the world. Originally, he thought that this was a world full of all kinds of villains and ugly faces, but gradually, he realized that he was wrong. What he saw was more of the kind of warmth and harmony, and during those twenty years, only in her The smiles I've seen on my face.

In contrast, the cruel world in which he has lived for twenty years is the real darkness, the real ugliness and inhumanity.

Gradually, he fell in love with this world, and he didn't want to think about the hellish past, and subtly, he gradually began to have various complex emotions instead of a single hatred.

The butcher's knife of killing the gods never really fell once. And he never went back to that dark place, and even began to forget their existence and the "mission" they gave him.

Having lost his goal, he became more and more confused, not knowing where to go and what to do.

Finally one day, he finally had a new goal - that is Shura.

Killing God is powerful, bloodthirsty, and warlike. He wants to be defeated but does not allow himself to fail. The first time he fought against Shura, he lost. The second time he fought at the Huaxia Martial Arts Conference, he still lost after using the last trick. In the real world, he met him again—he who had trained cruelly for more than 20 years and held the Doomsday Huangquan... still lost.

So, he became his target. The arrogance of Killing God does not allow him to fail. Either this world or the real world.

But, after defeating him, what should I do? Why on earth would I appear here? What is the meaning of my own existence?

In the confusion, his eyes lost focus, his footsteps lost direction, and the sound of stepping on the ground became heavier each time.

Xiao Tian, ​​who was sitting on the grass, squinted his eyes, and when he saw Hen Tian, ​​he stood up abruptly.

His standing up also awakened Hentian from his confusion. When he saw Xiao Tian, ​​Hentian narrowed his eyes slightly, because this was the one who broke the barrier of killing gods at the Huaxia Martial Arts Conference and died with him in the end.

He is very strong.

Therefore, Hentian called out Doomsday Huangquan, and the desire to kill was ignited in his eyes. However, his attention was quickly diverted because he met a pair of lifeless eyes.

Surrounding the body of the God of Death is a murderous aura that naturally exudes, making people fear without fighting, while the God of Death is a deadly aura that can devour people's lives. When the murderous aura collides with the deadly aura, they both smell danger from each other.

Hentian's body turned around, and the point of his sword pointed at Yang Aotian, and he let out a fierce and murderous aura like a knife, straight to Yang Aotian.

Xiao Tian, ​​who was already ready for battle, wished he could slash Hentian with his sword... The guy who sees things differently, actually looks down on you, Uncle Xiao! !

Xiao Tian patiently sat back on the grass, looking forward to the battle between the Killing God and the Death God. He wanted to see their true strength, and even more wanted to know where the gap between himself and them was.

One is a professional killer, one is a professional death, one is cold-blooded and ruthless, one is lifeless, one has a super-artifact Doomsday, and the other has a super-artifact of karmic reincarnation. The two seem to be completely different, but under coordination, there are surprisingly similarities. place.

Faced with Hentian's murderous intent, Yang Aotian glanced at him lightly, and still sat there calmly, motionless like a weathered mummy. Around his body, the green grass that had been devoured of vitality was easily blown off by the wind, and it went away with the wind.

Holding the sword in both hands, Hentian suddenly jumped up, and a most common jump and chop hit Yang Aotian's body, and there was a strange "bang" sound from the contact part of the sword and body.

Yang Aotian remained motionless, and said flatly: "I only kill those who deserve to be killed."

He only kills those he hates, those who stand in his way, and his power is only for revenge.

That indifferent tone, unscathed posture, and the gray damage numbers all made Hentian frowned. He snorted coldly, raised his hands, and the blood on Doomsday Huangquan suddenly rose, and then he slashed down fiercely.

This time, Yang Aotian finally moved, the pitch-black figure moved three feet like a ghost, Doomsday Huangquan smashed hard on the ground, and the turf was everywhere in shock.

Hentian took back Doomsday Huangquan, and snorted again: "I will not fight with people who have no fighting spirit."

He turned indifferently and walked towards the east. Mei Yu glanced at that mysterious God of Death, and followed behind him. She has been following him every step of the way, letting him slowly wipe away the hostility and hatred in his heart, and then accept this world.

She is bitter and tired, but she has no regrets.

"Aotian, it seems that you are not afraid of attack." Xiao Tian patted his butt and stood up and said. From his dodge just now, he vaguely realized something, but it was a pity that a wonderful battle could not be staged.

"Afraid of fire, afraid of light, afraid of life." Yang Aotian said in a low voice.

"I know this, but what about the attack?" Xiao Tian paused for a moment, then suddenly asked: "What is the upper limit of the attack you can withstand?"

"One hundred thousand!"

"Oh... that is to say, unless it can deal more than 100,000 damage at a time, it can't hurt you at all?" Xiao Tian said with some clarity.

"yes!"

"What if it exceeds 100,000? Will you hang up directly?"

Perhaps 100,000 is the upper limit of the damage his body can bear. If it exceeds 100,000, his body will suffer damage, or he will be killed if he can't bear it.

"Won't!"

Xiao Tian stared: "Then you will?"

"It will be relegated," Yang Aotian said coldly.

Although the god of death at this time is a player, he still won't really die. When his "life" is emptied like an ordinary player, he will also drop his level, but he won't die.

"Oh...so that's how it is." Xiao Tian finally regained his mental balance. Although he is still an impossible "god", he has not defied the sky to the extent of breaking the balance.

He is considered a little bug in this world...but the first condition to become this little bug is death.

As for Shura, he is a super ug! His existence completely reduced all other players to a foil.

Yang Aotian stood up, and the eyes that belonged to the god of death looked at the west deeply.

"Are you thinking about going to Ximen's house again?" Xiao Tian said. From his expression and gaze, he knew what he was thinking, and besides Ximen's family, he probably wouldn't think about anything else.

Yang Aotian nodded imperceptibly.

Xiao Tian shook his head, and said comfortingly: "Believe me, I understand your feelings, that bastard died ten thousand times to make him cheaper, but you should know more or less about the background of Ximen's family, the things involved in this family are too complicated. It is too complicated, and even affects the economic lifeline of the entire China to a certain extent. After all, the boss is a member of the Long family. If you go like this, no matter what the result is, it is likely to bring great trouble to the Long family. Therefore, it is still Wait for the boss to come back, he will not let you down."

Yang Aotian did not refute, but nodded slowly. Perhaps the only person in this world who can make him suspend revenge is Feng Xiao. Because he saved him and his sister, even his current strength was given by him, and his kindness may not be repaid in this life, so he will never do anything that may be detrimental to him.

At this time, their "boss" was comfortably lying in the arms of the little fairy, counting the time silently with his eyes closed.

He must attend the World Martial Arts Conference.

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