Legend of the Asura

The wind whispered a corner and said indifferently: "Poor clown. If I want to kill you, you have already died eight hundred times. I am glad that I did not step on you before you arrogant, because your money shield ...... Hey, it’s a good skill. It seems to be your first time to start. Because...” The wind screamed at the corner of the mouth: “This skill can’t be cancelled once it’s launched.”

Seeing a slight flaw on the face of the knife, the wind continued to say: "It’s a sad skill. From today, you may not even dare to hit the monster. It’s going to be a little bit of a monster. Thousands of gold coins. Even if you have more gold coins, it seems that you can't afford such consumption."

The knife slammed a bit, and then sneered with disdain: "Although I don't understand how you know it, but what do you know? Hey, with my current strength, the level has no use for me. Is there a need to upgrade the monster?"

Take money as life and use money as an attack. In the case that the money shield cannot be cancelled, the level is no longer useful and is not necessary.

"Yes..." The wind was lifted by the right hand, the golden giant bow was held in the hand, and a green arrow was formed on the golden bowstring. "The gold coins in your body should belong to the whole annihilation gang. The bird emperor of the Dongpu Island country is really willing, so he is willing to allocate so much money to support an organization that is placed in China. But... if you have money in the blink of an eye All of them have disappeared... Hey, many people’s faces will be hard to read."

The face of the knife changed, and then laughed: "Ha ha ha ha... Shura, you will not be naive to think that you can beat me? Funny! It's so ridiculous!!"

A clock that was so small that it caught no attention was formed on the small cutter head and turned backwards. The same clock was moved in a timely manner on the wind chime.

The hand of the knife was full of gold coins. No one knows how much it is except himself. Perhaps it is 10,000, maybe 100,000 or even a million. He glanced at the audience with a proud look, as if he was doing the final demonstration before the end of the battle, and suddenly realized that his movements had become strange and slow in the eyes of others.

"Your Huaxia Theater will always be the laughing stock of our Dongpu and the whole world, hahahahahaha... Shura! Go to hell!"

The slow and harsh sounds provoked overwhelming screams and more intense shouts. With the golden light of the knife in the hand, the screams and nervous shouts resounded throughout the audience. Everyone was wide-eyed, and the whole body was nervous and twitching... Shura must not be defeated! ! !

There is a strange smile in the corner of the wind, and there is even a sense of relief in the smile. At the moment when the knife waved, he clearly captured the skill information of “money throwing”, and the only remaining star pressure in his heart disappeared.

20 meters throwing distance... cut!

The ability of the knife to sense time is reduced by 30%. Even his skills have been slowed by 30%, and the golden speed of gold flying in the wind and the stone thrown by the three-year-old child, there is no threat of a little bit. He smacked in the direction of the gold coins flying in the face, and shook his body when the gold coins were about to be attached to his body. He came to the knife in the moment that he had not yet had time to take it back.

Snapped! !

The loud slap in the face of the knife, surprisingly loud. The arena was quiet for a moment, followed by a cheering cheer, and exaggerated screams everywhere. When Shura died in the sky, they felt only unbearable, silent, and even a little fear. The same slap in the face of the Eastern Terrier, but let them feel so comfortable can not help but jump up.

"Hahaha... It’s good to play! It’s good!”

"Sura! Fan him! Let tmd Xiaodong dog arrogant."

"Sura! Good playing! Good playing!!"

Perhaps it was because the force was too strong, even though the hard armor still felt the right hand faintly painful. He shook his wrist uncomfortably, and glanced at the knife that was smashed 720 degrees and smashed there. Said: "I don't really like others to be arrogant in front of me."

This loud slap in the face seemed to hit the faces of all the players, making their faces extremely ugly.

The force that almost completely fanned off his head made the knives' brain completely blank, and even the punishment sounds in the ear were not heard. When he finally reacted and sneered at the windy face, his face showed the same horror as the scorpio, and he finally personally experienced the humiliation of the scorpio. The difference is that Scorpio is being humiliated in the face of all Chinese players, and it is in the whole summer, the whole world, and even the whole world! ! The arrogance of the previous arrogance has been slap in the face of the public, and this humiliation and satire has been expanded by countless times.

"Ah!! Go to hell! Go to hell! Go to hell!!!"

More than one million gold coins were thrown out of the knife madly, and the attack range almost blocked all directions in front of them. At the moment he just moved, the wind slammed out a Shura to stab his shadow, then moved to 30 meters in the blink of an eye, a right hand, a violent "storm arrow" Unrestrained through the gold coins of the sky to the knife.

The wind can now shoot six arrows in one second, and this "one second" is relative to the time he can sense. In the eyes of ordinary people, he shots... eight arrows per second. And in the eyes of the knife... eleven arrows!

-19995,-40252,-40882,-39984,-20002,-40223...

The dazzling golden figures floated like little rain on the little knife, and every figure represented the money he lost. The huge numbers made Huaxia stunned and the world trembled. Then, the louder cheers drowned the arena.

From this moment on, the world has finally begun to re-evaluate the strength of Hua Xiu Shuo. Because of the storm-like arrows, Shura’s damage per second is about... more than 200,000!

The feeling of being ravaged by the wind is nothing more than this. After a mad knife throws out a few throws of money, he finally realizes that he is too far away from Shura. When I rushed, I found that my body was pulled tightly by an irresistible force. He was shocked and began to struggle hard and tried to get rid of fixing. But the fixing **** skill can even hold the fairy for ten seconds, not to mention that he is a small 52-level assassin.

"The boss really wants to get rid of all his gold coins, hey, it’s too*!" Xiao Tian smirked with a sullen look, but soon thought of something, murmured: "But if that What should I do if the knife can't bear to surrender in the back? This is a natural shackle in the bones of Dongpu people..."

"Everyone is watching the money list!"

Without the reminder of others, most people have already opened the money leaderboard, and the money figures that watched the seventh place in the eyebrows danced rapidly. 30 seconds, the knife finally got rid of the fuselage, but his money has dropped more than seven million!

The number of horror, the number that shocked the world, makes the Chinese players almost unable to resist the number of shouting.

The storm is still raging, and the golden numbers are still tumbling. The knife slaps a slap in the face and forces himself to calm down. I have a life of 250 million, and there is an attack that can definitely kill him. How can it be defeated? How can it be defeated!

However, what made his heart colder and colder is that although he got rid of the restraint of that power, his body was frequently repelled by the frantic arrows, letting him dodge, how to work hard to move forward. , can not do so. As his body receded in the rain of arrows, his body finally began to sweat, and the self-confidence that had swelled to the extreme began to shake, and the emotions of uneasiness quickly grew in the bottom of my heart. In the face of Shura’s own invincible attack power, there is no sorrow for it!

The expression of the wind and the face continued to launch the storm arrow, firmly locked his body, not giving him the possibility of escape. As the knives were repelled, he moved forward and prevented him from getting out of the storm. Until he was pushed to the edge of the arena, he could not retreat on the invisible barrier.

The expression of the soul-killing is getting more and more gloomy. He picks up the talker and says, "What are you doing!! Give me a rush, and give him a second!!"

"I do not know what to do……"

The soul of the soul was so cold that he finally realized that he had underestimated Shura. The development of things has deviated far from the trajectory they envisioned.

Stormbolt's attack distance is up to 50 meters, and with the windy super lucky, almost every two arrows is enough to trigger a knockback effect, and the crit rate is as high as 50% or more. The knife that was firmly locked tried many times, but sadly found that it was not easy to break away. Even a little movement was difficult, and the body completely locked up on the barrier was completely involuntary.

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