Legend of the Asura

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Shura’s killing, not to mention Shura with hatred. What he wants is not to fight, but to put the souls in front of him in the fastest way in the shortest possible time.

Therefore, "Wan Zou" once again showed the blood in the sky, and in the blood, the demon sword was ruthlessly waved with a stroke of "water god", and it was oppressed by the momentum, almost impossible to act, two gorgeous The ice blasts in their chest position...

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Crit plus damage, triggered by enough damage to kill them several times.

The god-level masters of the Eastern Continent have only five people. Now one person is forced to die in a despicable way, and the two are directly killed by Shura. The Imperial Palace of the Emperor City was completely turbulent at the moment of the message.

Without looking at the two bodies on the ground, Shura looked at the gaze in front and turned a 30-meter lock on the left side, a new target.

She just appeared, and then saw with his own eyes that he killed two people with God-level strength.

Dragging the **** demon sword, Shura walked towards her as a stepping stone. She didn't have fear, she still looked at her eyes like a dementia. She finally saw him again, but there was no joy to reunite for a long time, because his eyes were so strange and ruthless. Once, she has fantasized about the situation when she reunited with him, but never thought that it would be the situation.

He is no longer the original, is it true that rumors say that he is crazy...

A simple flash of Shura flashed in front of her, and the demon sword in her hand did not hesitate to stab her.

At that moment, the **** cherry heart was almost unable to breathe.

Such an imposing pressure and attack speed, she can not avoid, and spike the god-level terrorist attack ability, she is even more impossible to resist. And she didn't want to die under his sword like this.

A beautiful cherry blossom blooms behind her, and then fades in the red light. Shura’s attack hit the red light around the body of Blood Sakura, but he could no longer advance half a point.

Sakura, a **** god, is a taboo skill with cruel punishment. She has used it three times so far, and all three times are used in front of him. For the first time, in order to defeat him, the second time, in order to prove himself to him, and this time... she did not want to accept the fact that he was ruthlessly killed.

Shura’s eyes were not struggling and deplored. After a single blow, the action was slightly stagnant, and then she slammed her sword to her again...

Blood Sakura is getting more and more aware that he is still him, but he is no longer the same as him.

Blood Sakura stood there motionless, letting him attack himself without mercy. Looking at the two blood reds that Xiu Luo had shown, she jerked forward and hugged him before he attacked again.

Shura’s movement stopped again, but he was not struggling and his face was still cold. Although he was hugged, it did not affect his attack. The demon sword was ruthlessly hit on her side and back... The **** sakura dagger was on his chest, feeling like familiar. Warm----Although, his body is now cold.

"Remember? In the dark place, I was in the dark cloud of 'photographing' and couldn’t help but attack you, and you just hugged me like this, while suffering from my attack, while comforting the child. Just glaring at me, let me wake up... Maybe at that time, I was completely framed, and I will never forget you at that moment in my life."

She couldn't feel his attack, and his arms were getting tighter and tighter, lest he broke free.

"I know that I can't walk into your heart completely, but why did you want to be so to me... You changed everything about me, you know!"

On his chest, she cried and seemed to want to vent her grievances, jealousy, and thoughts over the past six months.

Half a minute later, she looked at him again for a while, and cast a Sakura body to temporarily reduce the movement speed of Shura to zero, then closed her eyes and turned away.

Shura detached from the shackles in only three seconds, but the blood sakura, which is blessed with the blood of the gods, is so fast that it has disappeared into his sight.

"Hey~~Wind brother, you make a lot of people sad for you... Please wake up well... I want you."

Did not try to find the lost target, Shura mobile devil, went to the downtown area of ​​the north.

This is the most prosperous commercial street in the Emperor City. Almost all the shops are concentrated in the vicinity, and the traffic is imaginable. A Dongpu player just came out of the prop shop, arbitrarily squatting at the side, suddenly saw the corner of the street in the distance, his whole body trembled, and shouted: "Repair..."

The word "罗" has not yet appeared, and the figure of Shura has appeared in front of him at a speed that is indistinguishable to the naked eye. The black sword has passed through the chest... The eyes of the Dongpu players are so frightening that they will be screamed in the future. Go on.

The arrival of Shura made the screams of panic, and the crowded streets were completely confused. Shura’s mouth suddenly showed a chilling sin, because here... there are many people. He raised the sharp edge of his hand and stepped on the footsteps of death. A sword and a sword were cut like grass and mustard. The crowds in the commercial street were crowded. He waved his sword and there were several blood flowers. As long as he was locked by him, he tried to resist. Still trying to escape, they can't escape the fate of tragic death.

The commercial street, which has always been lively and peaceful, has been attacked by demons. It has become confusing in panic. This is not a monster siege, not a gang revenge, but a real blood fear.

Death under Shura’s sword is not painless in the world of reincarnation. It only makes people feel uncomfortable and resentful, but they are truly completely lost. Just like real death, even before they die, they still I will witness the terrible scene of being diverted, and I will endure the pain that is even more terrible than death.

And half an hour later, when they finally resurrected from the abyss of death made by Shura, they will be horrified to discover that in addition to the fear that may be lingering in their lives, even the rank will drop two levels, even Five levels, ten levels...even, directly down to zero level, one year of hard work.

a sword... a sword... a sword...

The feeling of harvesting human life is uncomfortable. Even the most cruel murderer will have a shudder and panic from the soul at the moment of murder, but the real killing can be either mad or ...... .

The Demon Sword, which just drained the blood and returned to its true color, was once again covered with thick blood in a few minutes, as if it had been soaked in blood for a long time, and Xiu Luo’s expressionlessly catches up with one person who has escaped like a life, such as cruel. Demon-like cut off their bodies and take away their lives.

In the prop shop, a man who was over half a hundred years shrank in the corner of the wall. The chaos and shocking screams like the end of the world made him shiver, holding his head and screaming there, and even his eyes could not open. For the first time in his life, he experienced such a terrible situation when he used to live comfortably... Is it really a demon coming? Where is the Emperor? Where is the City Guard?

Suddenly, a heavy footstep approached, and every time he went further, his heart would jump wildly out of control. He was horrified and used his last courage to look up... The last second of his life, he looked Go to a sword with blood.

"Hey! Dongpu Theater Announcement... The owner of the Emperor City Props Store was killed by Shura from the Huaxia Theater. All the players in the Emperor City's designated prop store owner will not be able to purchase props in the Emperor City Props Store."

Dragging the demon sword, he once again moved to the next goal, all living people are his goal...

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"Hey! Dongpu Theater Announcement... The owner of the Emperor City Pharmacy was killed by Shura from the Huaxia Theater..."

"Hey! Dongpu Theater Announcement... The Emperor City Weapons Store owner was killed by Shura from the Huaxia Theater..."

"Oh... the warehouse owner was killed by Shura from the Huaxia Theater..."

"Oh... the Emperor of the Emperor City appraisal shop was killed by Shura from the Huaxia Theater."

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For half an hour, there was no slaughter in the slaughter. The once-populated commercial street was covered with shocking corpses at this time. The bright red blood was dyed all over the ground and buildings, and countless blood-red streams flowed...

The commercial street has no longer lived. After killing the woman in the tailoring shop who has been completely scared by blood, he walked out of the quiet and terrible tailor shop and silently went north.

Further forward, it is the central residential area of ​​the Emperor City, and it is also the most luxurious and distinguished area. It is generally the most wealthy player in Dongpu and the npc.

But there is still no one figure here. The luxurious lofts and courtyards are closed, and the streets are full of excitement. The streets filled with all kinds of laughter and disputes are now dead, as if all people died at the same time. .

Shura, let the Emperor City cast a thick shadow, like a boulder in the hearts of everyone. From the moment he began to slaughter, almost no players dared to stay in the Emperor City, either at the fastest speed---or escaped outside the city, or escaping from the downline, or drilling into their own homes. Out.

All of this is just because of one person.

For npc, their best choice is to hide from home, pray that the demon who descended from the sky will soon leave, praying that the Emperor City can get rid of this demon as soon as possible. Because there is no order from the owner, no one can enter other people's houses.

But this rule is in vain in the face of Shura.

Following the breath of the stranger, he came to the door of a huge courtyard, the demon sword waved, and easily destroyed the closed door. The exclamation of a middle-aged man came from the hall in the center of the courtyard... After a second, the miserable screams horrified the surrounding silence, and countless hearts around it violently screamed because of this scream, they clearly heard the footsteps of death...

The screams are like a chain reaction, and they start to continually...

In desperation, anger and resistance will be forced. But this sentence is not true in the face of Shura. His imposing manner will only make people feel the shudder from the heart.

The massacre, and it is a man’s massacre. Throughout the history of the world, there has never been.

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