Legend of the Asura

The chilly momentum, the heart-wrenching sickle, and the shock brought by the high-sounding shields, the dozens of people who have gathered in the vicinity are all in their eyes, they look at each other, no longer Nonsense, according to the occupation, a good position, together with Yang Aotian attack.

This is an absolutely tricky enemy, at least a person with a hidden profession. That sickle-like weapon is a proof of iron. ,

But how strong is he, is it enough to withstand the attacks of dozens of people? Unless he is Shura.

Holding a sickle, he looked like a gloomy forward, and the enemy finally pushed him in front of him. He waved his hand and crossed a dark arc. The four fronts of the front also had dark black damage numbers, so that they had not yet I can already fall when I can.

boom! boom! boom! boom……

The sword in the back, the bow in the distance also fell on him at this time, but what puzzled them was that the sound of "砰砰" made them feel like they were not physically, but hard. rock. The number of injuries floated on the head of Yang Aotian, the color of the numbers - the gray they had never seen before.

If they have the power of the soul, they will find that his life is actually a negative number! Because he was originally a dead person - no, it is death.

Will the dead body be afraid of hurting? Unless that power is enough to destroy his body. Otherwise, all the damage will have no effect on him, except... the life, light, and fire that the death system fears!

When a fire magician began to lift his staff and sang not far from his left hand, he felt keenly that the flame element appeared in front of him as a ghost, and sent him into the abyss of death.

A **** of death that is not afraid of attack, a **** of death that almost appears every dead strike. Among the more and more players, he is like a **** who despise them and can deprive them of their existence! Step by step, in the shower-like attack, his progress is still so determined and even. And the scythe he wielded, the goal is more than every fire sorcerer and temple ritual near him.

"Help the Lord! Help the Lord! There are enemies breaking in!"

The devil wolf - mad with a dissatisfied cold cry: "I have known from the system alarm, how, now has not been resolved?"

At this time, he was leveling the map of a wolf, and he did not plan to go back even if he received a system alert. Because there are always a few door-to-doors every day, but whether it is an individual or a small gang, it is a tragic death, and it is remembered to hate, and must meet revenge. He has long since left his heart. Because in his eyes, the trouble of finding a devil wolf is equal to finding death.

"Yes, the enemy, the enemy is too powerful..."

"How many people are they?" Devil Wolf - the face of the face is heavy, and the voice is overcast.

"One...one person."

"What! One person? You haven't even won a single person for so long, and you still have a face to report to me!"

"But the lord... that person is really amazing. We attacked for so long. He is still the same as a okay person, and he has killed more than 30 of our brothers... and, and... he looks a lot like two ...Ah, Yang Aotian, he looks like Yang Aotian!"

"Fart! He has already died, I think you should repair and repair your eyes."

"Ah... yes! He must not be two less... Yang Aotian, I just think he looks like it."

"Don't tell me that you can't solve even one person. Don't you eat anything. Just give me a waste, then remember his name and see kill once." Devil wolf - madly hangs up The talker then frowned and looked at the almost inactive experience.

"You idiots, speed me to hurry, just because of your idiots to eat dry food, I have already fallen out of the top ten for a whole month! Give me a hurry!"

This map was helped by the devil wolf, and changed a group of people every once in a while. The only thing that didn't change was the devil wolf-mad. In the team mode, he absorbed the experience shared by the rounds of desperate fights, and never had the idea of ​​working on his own.

At the same time, it is clear that he did not put any gang invasion into his mind.

嘶~嘶~

Two strange sounds, two black lights, two black numbers, and two fire magician who are ready to release magic, died under the scythe of death.

Long battles, the enemy that should have been easily solved is like a hard thorn, ignoring all the barriers to the heart. Under the disparity of the number of people, the situation has shown a one-sided trend.

There are more and more people around Yang Aotian. From the first few dozens to hundreds of people, the square is now full of thousands of people who are temporarily called. However, if this time the enemy is Shura, they will not be exaggerated if they bring all the help to nearly 100,000 people. It can only be said that they still have not given enough attention.

There is only one goal, but it is such a goal. None of them can stop his footsteps and face his edge.

"Is it... because he has become a dead person as the boss said, so it is impossible to die?" Xiao Tian muttered to himself. "That is, the proud sky at this time is not dead?"

"Is this too much? If this is the case, then the whole world of his reincarnation can't be traversed. The most terrible thing is not the enemy who is not afraid of death, but the enemy who will not die at all!"

"No! It is impossible to have such a situation that undermines the balance of the world, so why is he not afraid to attack at all... Gray, what is the meaning of the gray damage number..."

From the beginning to the end, Xiao Tian is in a state of confusion. But he is at least certain that they have no need to shoot.

However, it is impossible for Yang Aotian to destroy the Devil Wolf with his own power. From the occasional attack that did not appear in a few deaths, Xiao Tian realized that his attack was not much higher than the average player. And those defensive gates are not afraid of death. With his attacking ability, the damage caused to the door may not be as good as its automatic reply, let alone the auxiliary repair of the craftsman. Because the door to defense is, after all, should be broken by a large number of players from a gang.

Unless he can resort to any special method, or what amazing killer he has. Looking at Yang Aotian's still calm face in the crowd's bag, Xiao Tian thought of it.

The four guardians of the temple riding the mount held a huge shield and rushed to Yang Aotian, hoping to fly him back a little bit. This time, Yang Aotian did not wait for them to come close, the chilling sickle swayed, and a huge black blade flew out from the raft, flying like a rotating sickle to four people.

puff! puff! puff! puff!

Four black numbers float at the same time,

The four people who were completely out of reach were smashed in the middle of the waist. Before they fell from the mount, they couldn’t even make the instinctual cry before death. The four mounts still in the forefront disappeared there because of the death of the master.

One person is for a thousand people. If that person is an ordinary strong person, then this will be a fierce battle. If that person is Shura, then this will be a gorgeous performance like a wind and cloud. But that person is a **** of death... The atmosphere is so dull and weird.

Except for occasional shouts and uninterrupted attacks, there is almost no other sound. Death is just like this, and there is no bells and whistles waving the sickle. The more and more deadly air makes everyone who is closer to him feel a gas field that is suppressed to the extreme. It is as uncomfortable as being pressed by the mountains. If they can, they really want to end the battle right away or escape from this place.

I don't know how many arrows in the middle, I don't know how many swords I have, I don't know how much magic I have to bear. He still walks forward in the footsteps of the coming, until he swings his sickle all the way, stepping on the body to the front of the defense.

The Devil Wolf is now a four-level gang, and the life, defense, and resilience of the Defensive Wall has been greatly enhanced with the increase of the gang rank. There are five walls of defense in front of you, each with tens of millions of lives.

Standing in front of the defensive gate, he finally stopped moving forward and even stopped the harvest of the giant python. Countless attacks still fell on him. He seemed to be unaware of it, but stood there quietly...because, this position is just right!

The dead gray face suddenly showed a terrible smile. After nine months, he finally spoke again...

"West...door... mad... I want to destroy everything about you..."

The low voice, but it came out very far, the word is clear, the word with a chill that can penetrate into the bones.

The sky-struck attack actually stopped, because they had a nap. Yang Aotian’s words, each of them heard clearly. Not because of the content of the words, but because they heard the sound that really came from the nine purgatory...

A white plaque appeared in the hands of the **** of death, and his mouth opened to reveal the white teeth. Judging the position, the finger moves, the piece of paper is suddenly crushed and shattered, and the broken light disappears.

At the same time disappeared, there is Yang Aotian.

At this moment, every devil wolf member's face showed a horrified expression. In the wilderness of the Imperial City, more than a dozen miles away from the wild wolf - mad also stood up from the ground, a look of panic and panic, as if not yet reflected from the sudden panic.

"Come back to the gang! Go back all the way!" He yelled like a madman and then returned to the gang station.

Because that is the first level alarm that the gang center hall is broken in!

What will the deaf's loss array be used for? The IQ of the students who can guess is more than 100. )

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