Soul Eater: Asura God of War

Bai Lu's "Second Brother" has already revealed Bai Yue's identity.

At this moment, no matter those who have met Bai Yue or those who have not, they all know that he is the second son of the White Mansion and the junior disciple of the Sanctuary League Mansion.

Facing such a character, those mercenaries who were with Xingjue were all terrified from the bottom of their hearts.

Because the power of the Sanctuary Alliance is too great, they really can't afford to provoke them.

"This is Mr. Xingjue, right?"

"Perhaps my little sister offended you before, but you said that my White Mansion troubled you because you got paid, isn't it too serious?"

"This kind of thing is related to the reputation of my White House. I hope that when Mr. Xingjue speaks in the future, he will think twice before acting!"

Bai Yue's sharp eyes stared at Xing Jue closely. Although he was smiling slightly, his sharp eyes let Xing Jue know that his coming this time was definitely not with good intentions.

"Right and wrong, I think your Baifu knows clearly."

"Although I don't know why the Second Young Master came here, but Xing Jue has taken over this place. Please, the Second Young Master and the Third Young Lady of the White Mansion, please don't disturb me and my brothers drinking." Xing Jue smiled, and actually opened his mouth to chase people away.

As soon as Xing Jue's words came out, Mo Shuo made the corners of Bai Yue's mouth feel sad, and his eyes blazed with anger.

Even the onlookers inside and outside the food building couldn't help but gasp, admiring Xing Jue's courage.

"I, Bai Yue, have something to do here, but I'm not looking for trouble, but because I know that Mr. Xingjue is very powerful, so I just want to compete with you." Due to his elder brother Bai He's warning, Bai Yue forcibly suppressed the urge in his heart. Furious, he said with a smile.

But anyone with a discerning eye can hear it, learn from each other?Bai Yue's pride is well known, in Wangyang City, except for his eldest brother, there is no one in his eyes.

A person like him would take the initiative to find someone to learn from?I'm afraid that in his eyes, the mercenaries in Wangyang City don't have this qualification at all.

But right now his intention is very obvious, he just wants to teach Xing Jue a lesson in the name of exchanging ideas. Everyone knows that Xing Jue is about to face a catastrophe.

"Brother Xing Jue, don't fight him. This Bai Yue is a strong man who has half a foot in the battle spirit of Shura. If you agree to fight with him, he will definitely not let you retreat completely."

Jiang Tian, ​​who knew the situation quite well, transmitted his voice to Xing Jue anxiously, fearing that Xing Jue would agree to Bai Yue's challenge.

However, with Xing Jue's soul power, how could Bai Yue escape his discernment?

He knew that Bai Yue had indeed stepped into the Asura Battle Spirit, but he hadn't really stepped into it yet. Such a level of cultivation was completely non-threatening to Xing Jue.

Inner Xing Jue can feel how powerful his body is. Although there is a big gap between the two, Xing Jue believes that this is by no means a problem.

"What's wrong? Don't you dare?" At this moment, Bai Lu pinched Xiaoman's waist with both hands, shouting from the side.

"It's rare for the second son to have such a good mood, but it's too boring just to learn from each other, how about adding some prizes?" Xing Jue said with a light smile.

"Love head? How do you want to add it?" Bai Yue frowned slightly, and then asked loudly.

"Just take five thousand pieces of fifth-grade fairy grass as the lottery, and the loser will offer it with both hands, what do you think?" Xing Jue added.

"Five thousand fifth-order fairy grass?!"

"Whoo~"

As soon as Xing Jue's words came out, there was an uproar immediately, five thousand fairy grasses, this amount was absolutely astronomical for the mercenaries present.

And Xing Jue dared to bet so many fairy grasses, this kind of boldness naturally caused everyone to be shocked.

But some people think that Xing Jue has a brain defect or is too arrogant, because most people don't think that Xing Jue can be the opponent of Bai Yue.

"Hahaha, okay, five thousand is five thousand, I'll wait for you outside."

Bai Yue couldn't stop laughing wildly. He came here to express his anger for the Bai Mansion, and he didn't want Xing Jue to take away those five thousand fairy grasses for nothing.

And right now Xing Jue actually bet on those five thousand fairy grasses, which made him very happy, because in his eyes, Xing Jue couldn't be his opponent at all.

"Shua..." Bai Yue flew out of the food building as he spoke, and flew towards the outside of Wangyang City.

"Huh" followed closely, and Xing Jue also flew away.

"Hurry up, everyone, hurry up, the second son of the White Mansion is challenging a mercenary named Xing Jue, this battle is absolutely not to be missed."

When the two left, whether it was the mercenaries in the food building or the strong men surrounding them, they all flew in the direction that Xingjue and the two flew.

One pass to ten, ten to a hundred, but the crowd of more than a thousand onlookers reached tens of thousands in the blink of an eye, and it is still increasing extremely.

Under the bright night sky, tens of thousands of strong men are flying in the air. This kind of scene is by no means spectacular to describe, but the good show has just begun.

"It's right here." Bai Yue stopped suddenly after flying thousands of miles away to an open place.

"Then let's do it." Xing Jue followed closely behind, and almost when Bai Yue stopped, Xing Jue was already a thousand meters away.

"Let me show you what kind of strength you have and how dare you be so arrogant." A furious sound transmission came to Xing Jue's ears, and Bai Yue was the first to strike.

"Boom"

As Bai Da's sleeves waved, the space trembled, and the power of Shura hidden in the air was summoned by him like a storm, sweeping towards Xing Jue.

This is not a combat technique, but a random attack by Bai Yue's gestures. His purpose is very simple, he wants to test Xing Jue's strength.

Although he did not put Xing Jue in his eyes, until now, he has not been able to see through Xing Jue's strength. Just in case, he must determine the extent of Xing Jue's strength.

"huhuhuhu"

Xing Jue stepped into the air and stood on the spot without moving half an inch, just like Bai Yue, he also waved his sleeves.

In the space in front of him, violent Shura power surged out, the dark purple Shura power, like billowing green waves, layer after layer, even more ferocious than Bai Yue's attack in terms of momentum.

"Boom Rumble"

The two majestic forces were intertwined, and the space with a radius of a hundred miles trembled, and it was difficult for the weak to stand firm even in the air.

"It turned out to be a middle-rank Asura Martial God, but why is his momentum not inferior to the second son of the White House?" After the two fought, someone exclaimed.

"It's not that simple. It's obvious that Mr. Bai Yue is holding back, and he's just trying to test the strength of Xing Jue."

"That guy named Xing Jue has some abilities. His cultivation level is already extraordinary at such an age, but unfortunately, his opponent is Bai Yue. I believe he will suffer a lot soon." The battle must be lost.

"This guy is weird."

But at this moment, Bai Yue, who was in the battle circle, couldn't help but frown. Outsiders didn't know, but he knew clearly that although the previous blow was just a random blow, he didn't deliberately hold back his hand.

And although Xingjue's strength was a middle-rank Martial God Shura, his previous strength was absolutely no less than that of a high-rank Martial God Shura, which made him feel a little uneasy.

"Sure enough, there are two attacks, but the strength of Shura's power requires powerful combat skills to fully display it." Bai Yue made another move, this time with an advanced imperial rank combat skill.

"Roar~~~"

Shura's power turned into a large flame in the air, and the flame roared piercingly. In the blink of an eye, a flaming lion actually emerged from the flame.

The lion is hundreds of feet long and has the ability to destroy heaven and earth. Every time you take a step, thick cracks appear in the space under your feet, and then collapse instantly.

It strode wildly in the air, and the space began to shake violently, as if it was about to collapse.

Faced with this situation, the onlookers began to back away in a hurry, because they could feel the power of the flame lion, and they were afraid of being implicated by it.

"boom"

But when the flaming lion was approaching, Xing Jue made a sudden move. He only grasped his fist and blasted out in the air. It was not a magnificent combat technique, but a simple punch.

But with just such a punch, the mighty flaming lion was pierced through in an instant, and a large piece of flame danced and dissipated in the space.

"How could this be? That combat skill is at least an advanced imperial rank combat skill. This kind of combat skill is extremely terrifying when performed by a high-ranking Asura Martial God. How can an intermediate-rank Martial God resist it?"

The sky was full of flames, flying around, the flames lit up the night sky, but it also hurt everyone's eyes. They couldn't believe it, they couldn't believe that Xingjue would have such strength.

But when the facts happened, they couldn't tolerate their disbelief. The power Xing Jue displayed before had completely surpassed the middle-level Martial God Shura, and even surpassed the high-level Martial God Shura.

"What's going on, how can this guy have such a strong force?"

"My flaming lion was actually punched by him..."

However, compared to everyone's shock, Bai Yue started to panic. He knew how strong the Flame Lion was before, and it was his best combat skill.

But it was such a combat skill that was easily disintegrated by others, and he could realize how terrifying the power of Xing Jue's punch was.

"Let's decide the outcome."

"buzz"

Suddenly, a long spear appeared in Bai Yue's hand. The long spear was silver in color, shining extremely brightly under the moonlight.

"Swish"

The spear danced, and the silver light fluttered, each silver light condensed into a gun blade tens of meters long, passing through the sky like a torrential rain, sweeping towards it.

"Is this the use of the treasure? I haven't tried my best yet."

Xing Jue sneered, at this moment he finally realized how powerful he was.

Although the attack caused by Bai Yue's activating the venerable weapon was far more than that of the previous flame lion, he was still not afraid of any threat to Xing Jue.

Although Xing Jue is only a middle-level Shura Martial God, and there is a huge level gap with Bai Yue, the power in Xing Jue's body is far superior to that of Bai Yue.

If Bai Yue has half a foot in the Asura War Spirit, then Xing Jue is already comparable to the Asura War Spirit. Although the level between the two is huge, the difference in strength is even greater.

"The Promise Palm"

Xing Jue made a move. Since he received the inheritance of the demi-artifact, it was the first time he used an offensive combat technique.

With the Wuji palm technique, each palm can shatter a mountain peak, and with several palms, it can almost flatten a small mountain range. Xing Jue has completely grasped the highest profound meaning of the Wuji palm technique.

"Boom boom boom boom"

The continuous roar spread in all directions, and the incomparably bright energy ripples swept across the earth and sky.

The cracks in space in the sky can be restored automatically, but the scars on the ground can't be restored.

Under the confrontation between the two, the deep valley-like giant pits on the ground continued to emerge, but compared to these, everyone was more shocked by the power in the air.

Under the urging of Bai Yue, the high-ranking Martial God of Shura, the power of the Fanpin Venerable Weapon has been brought into full play.

But even so, under the duel of Xingjue, the middle-level Asura Martial God, he quickly fell into a disadvantage.

The radiant spear blade had been suppressed, and the towering golden palm had the upper hand. Bai Yue was sweating profusely, but Xing Jue still had a calm face.

At this moment, who is strong and who is weak, needless to say, everyone knows.

Even though it was unbelievable, even though it was unbelievable, the people present were still thrilled to see it.

If this continues, Bai Yue will either die or be injured.

"How could this happen? How could this bastard have such strength? Even the second brother..."

Facing such a scene, the most nervous person was Bai Yue's younger sister, Bai Lu, the third miss of the Bai Mansion.

While she was worried about her brother, she was even more shocked by Xing Jue's strength. Being smart, she could see that Xing Jue hadn't exerted his full strength, and the more he did this, the more surprised she was.

At this moment, she, who hated Xing Jue deeply, actually looked at him with admiration, and her attitude changed a little, but she didn't even notice it.

"Young Master Xing Jue, please stop." At this moment, an old man's shout suddenly came from the crowd.

Looking sideways, it was a white-haired old man, a high-ranking Shura Martial God.

And when he appeared, many people also recognized his origin. He was the Patriarch of the Bai Mansion, the father of Bai Lu and Bai Yue.

"Young Master Xing Jue, you have won, please be merciful and don't hurt my son!" Seeing that Xing Jue has not stopped, the Patriarch of the Bai Mansion said in secret.

"Humph"

However, Xing Jue let out a cold snort when hearing the sound transmission from Patriarch Bai, not only did not stop attacking, but increased the speed of the bombardment, driving Bai Yue to a corner in the blink of an eye.

In fact, Xing Jue did this on purpose. He knew that the Patriarch of the White House was powerless to stop him, so he persuaded him with kind words.

In fact, he just didn't want his second son Bai Yue to be defeated in front of everyone, as it would damage his face in the White House and his status in Wangyang City.

"Young Master Xingjue, as long as you are willing to stop and don't hurt my son, I will give you ten thousand pieces of fifth-order fairy grass." The Patriarch of the Bai Mansion sent another voice transmission.

After hearing such words, Xing Jue smiled in satisfaction, and then stopped, and the golden giant hands that filled the sky stopped cohesive.

And Bai Yue, who had already received his father's voice transmission, knew that Xing Jue had deliberately let him go, so after defusing Xing Jue's remaining attacks, he did not launch any counterattacks.

But no matter what the outcome is, the onlookers all know that Bai Yue lost.

"Young Master Xing Jue, your strength is indeed extraordinary, I admire Bai Yue!"

"Although this sparring was a draw, Bai Yue was actually defeated. Let's do what we say. This is [-] pieces of fifth-level fairy grass." Bai Yue threw away his arms, and threw a beam of light towards Xing Jue.

The light stopped three meters away from Xing Jue, and then slowly fell into the palm of Xing Jue. It was a storage bracelet, and it contained not five thousand five-level fairy grasses, but ten thousand.

"Thank you, Mr. Bai Yue." After Xing Jue put away the storage bracelet, he smiled and cupped his hands.

He thanked Bai Yue and Bai Mansion from the bottom of his heart. Ten thousand pieces of fifth-grade fairy grass are definitely not a small number. Since then, Jiang Tian has been doing mercenary missions non-stop for ten years and has not accumulated enough. Suffice it to say.

However, when Xing Jue came here, in just a few days, he had already gathered ten thousand fifth-order celestial grasses, and it was indeed all thanks to the Baifu.

(I kept taking pictures of the keyboard at the computer for seven hours, but in the end I only typed out more than 4000 words, and all of them were sent out in one chapter. It’s not that I don’t want to type, it’s just that I’m in a bad state. Some people say, bee, you are an idiot b. You can’t code so many words, and you still have such a long time limit for code words. You deserve it if you are exhausted. I cried, why did I limit the time for such long code words? That’s because I want to force myself to code words, in one breath Make up what you owe. That’s why the time limit is limited for so long, but I can’t guarantee that my thoughts will flow like a spring every day, so I can only say sorry to everyone, but the hard days are only for me to bear. Count What I owed today, and tm owed it five more times. I remember it better than anyone else. Why do I remember it so clearly? It’s because it’s a knot in my heart. It’s hard to be in debt, and the debt collector is even worse. It’s not good, everyone has worked hard, it’s all my fault, everyone wants to work hard, but when doing it, it’s really tm laborious!)