Reborn 80,000 Years

Chapter 149 Shura Execution Ground

The huge phantom that suddenly appeared behind Mo Fan shocked everyone.

It has white hair, red body, green eyes, and fangs in its mouth. It held a sharp giant sword in each of its hands, as if Shura had just stepped out of hell, making one's heart shudder.

And as soon as this thing came out, a monstrous evil spirit also swept out from Mo Fan's body. At this moment, everyone only felt a chill behind their backs, as if the flow of blood had slowed down.

"Asura Martial Soul?"

Yang Chen frowned slightly, but this was the first time he was surprised.

"Asura Martial Soul?" Hearing his words, Luo Qingling also exclaimed, and said in disbelief: "Master Yang, you said this is an Asura Martial Soul? Are you sure?"

"Asura Martial Soul, isn't that the evil Martial Soul that is said to be the most yin and evil in the legend? It is said that people possessed by this kind of thing are generally evil in nature and bloodthirsty... I always thought it was just a legend." Ling Yuyao's face turned pale. Wei Bai also said.

He looked at the stage in horror.

"There's nothing wrong with it." Yang Chen said lightly.

Of course he was not mistaken, because he had seen the Asura Martial Soul before!

This kind of martial spirit is quite terrifying, once it is released, blood will flow into rivers and corpses will be everywhere!

It is a symbol of evil and a symbol of killing!

It is the darkest one among the twelve holy martial spirits in the world...

but……

What makes Yang Chen strange is why Mo Fan at this moment is not backlashed by Shura's martial soul? On the contrary, his face was as usual. Although there was a faint evil spirit in his eyes, he looked normal and did not look like he was being controlled.

...

Outside the arena, countless people were stunned by this scene.

Even Wu Shanhe, who has always been calm, changed his expression slightly, and said: "One of the twelve holy martial souls... Asura martial soul? This kid, actually has such a strange thing?"

"Tianhezong, it's really amazing!"

Wu Shanhe said in shock.

Jiang Chixin was also speechless.

"Your Majesty!" At this moment, Wu Shanhe said suddenly, his face extremely serious: "This Asura martial soul is the demon soul of the world. If one is not well controlled, this Mo Fan will probably kill him. At that time, please Your Majesty, follow me down to the rescue!"

Jiang Chixin nodded.

Spiritual power quietly gathers in the body.

...

And as soon as Shura's martial soul came out, Wu Jing's expression also changed. He felt as if Shura behind Mo Fan was staring at him with those eyes. A wave of killing intent was attacking him, making him unable to bear the chills behind his back, and he actually had the intention to retreat.

"What is this..." Wu Jing gritted his teeth and spit out a few words.

"This is my martial spirit."

Mo Fan said indifferently: "After practicing the Asura Sword Manual, you can transform your martial soul into Asura and maximize your sword power. Under my sword power, you have no chance of winning..."

Hearing this, Yang Chen suddenly came to his senses.

No wonder, he always felt that there was something wrong with this martial soul...

It turned out that it wasn't the Asura Martial Soul, but Mo Fan had cultivated a martial skill that could transform the Martial Soul into Asura, thereby realizing the power of Asura. However, compared to the real Asura Martial Soul, it is still far behind!

Seeing Mo Fan, he suddenly raised his hand...

He slightly scratched at Wu Jing.

A few words came out of my mouth:

"Asura Execution Ground!"

boom!

As soon as the words fell, Wu Jing on the stage suddenly trembled all over, as if he had been stimulated by something, the look in his eyes became bewildered.

But after he reacted, the surrounding suddenly turned into a huge execution ground!

The execution ground is surrounded by raging fire!

The entire space is as red as blood!

But what surprised Wu Jing even more was that he found himself being tied up, kneeling on the ground with his head lying on a desk.

But what's even weirder is...

Wu Jing can see his expression!

His face was full of horror, and his eyes were full of anxiety.

"Welcome to Shura's Execution Ground." A faint voice rang out, and Mo Fan was standing behind him with an indifferent expression on his face, holding a shining big knife in his right hand, flashing a murderous aura.

"I am your Shura...here, you will be executed and executed by me!"

As soon as the words fell, the knife in Mo Fan's hand fell instantly!

Crackling—with a soft sound, Wu Jing's head flew out in an instant, splashing a burst of blood.

He was able to see himself and his head, which fell off from his body, and finally fell powerlessly to the ground...

"Welcome to Shura Execution Ground!"

At this time, a familiar voice suddenly sounded, Wu Jing was shocked, and opened his eyes suddenly.

Then he was surprised to find that he was not dead?

Head and body still connected?

"Just now...was it a hallucination..." Wu Jing murmured, trying to struggle to get up, but found that he couldn't move at all, and could only keep kneeling all the time.

At this time, the familiar voice sounded again: "I am your Shura...here, you will be executed and executed by me!"

cluck——

As soon as the words fell, Wu Jing's head flew out again.

But it doesn't end there.

Just when he thought he was dead, the familiar voice suddenly sounded again:

"Welcome to Shura Execution Ground."

Mo Fan, still standing behind him, said the same words as before.

Wu Jing seemed to be trapped in an endless loop, unable to resist or escape, he could only watch helplessly as Mo Fan raised his knife and fell, chopping off his own head over and over again, letting himself experience death again and again...

That kind of feeling made Wu Jing almost collapse, and his whole mind was about to be crushed!

However……

In the eyes of outsiders, nothing happened on the competition stage.

The two stood motionless, just confronting each other quietly, nothing happened.

But what was strange was that Wu Jing on that field didn't know why, and suddenly his face was extremely ugly, as if he had encountered some terrible thing, his facial features were all distorted together.

...

"Want to escape?"

In Shura's execution ground, Wu Jing suddenly found that the rope on his body was gone, replaced by a cold voice.

Wu Jing's whole body was shocked, and his eyes gradually revealed bewilderment.

"Want to escape?"

"If you want to escape, just turn around..."

Wu Jing nodded, turned around numbly, with a dull look on his face.

Behind him, a door suddenly appeared.

Inside the door, the fire was burning, but outside the door, it was bright, as if leading to the gate of heaven.

"See that door?"

"Go on! Get out! You're free!"

"Freedom..." Wu Jing murmured. Hearing this, his face suddenly showed joy, and he took a step forward and ran towards the door frantically!

A desire for freedom became more and more intense in his eyes!

"Wu Jing can't!"

At this moment, a shout came suddenly.

Yang Chen called out abruptly.

But it was too late...

The moment Wu Jing stepped through the door, he fell off the competition platform and lost his qualification.