Legend of the Asura

He originally thought that even if the enemy was strong, he had only one person. He was killing a few people under the siege of the people who were there, and even the fur of the devil wolf could not be hurt. But I didn't expect that he gave the devil wolf a huge "surprise" to the top... directly stabbed the heart.

The gang's inner hall is the core part of a gang, which houses gang plaques. The plaque is destroyed and represents the gang's demise. But to break into the inner hall, you must first destroy all the walls of defense, so it is extremely difficult, or almost impossible to break into. Since the devil wolf helped build, there has not been any situation in which any wall of defense has been destroyed.

As a result, there are very few people who guard the inner hall - only ten people, and they are not the top-ranking people in the gang. The guardian of rotation is more like a procedural display. When the first-level alarm sounded, the ten people were sitting on the ground with nothing to do, and then the alarm sounded suddenly and stunned.

At the end of the day, they didn't receive a warning that the wall of defense was destroyed... Could it be a system of false positives? ?

A black lacquer that suddenly burst out of the ground gave them the answer. In their stunned eyes, he raised his sickle and made a big dark arc.

Ten people are killed in an instant.

Since the **** of death has the name of "God", it will only have the ability to attach and die. It is the turn of killing speed, and who can compare with the death of the **** of life.

Just then, the messy white light began to flash around Yang Aotian.

In order to guard against the existence of traitors, ordinary gang members do not have the right to enter the inner hall. However, in the case of burning eyebrows at this time, the demon wolf-madness lifted the restriction for the first time. The gangs were glory, and they were ruined. The members of the Devil Wolf madly passed themselves to the inner hall. In less than three seconds, the inner hall reached the upper limit of the capacity. The people who could not come in were only worried outside. Wow wow.

The interior space is small, only ten meters long and ten meters wide, and can accommodate up to 100 people at a time. Every corner of the hall is filled with people watching. The lord came in person, and without his orders they did not dare to act rashly. There was only one open space in the middle of the hall. The center of the open space stood with Yang Aotian, who was holding a sickle. He stood there as a rigid body, and he did not feel anything. He could not feel any signs of breathing. Only the eyes of the pair of eyes look straight ahead, shooting a hundred times more hate than the poisonous snake...

"It's you!" Devil wolf - mad sullen face, also looked at Yang Aotian viciously.

Seeing his first sight, he decided that he must be Yang Aotian, who should have died long ago, because he remembered that look--when he was burying Yang Ru’s grave, he looked at him like this. Eyes. That was the most horrible look he had ever seen in his life. From that day on, although he was convinced that he was dead, he could not die any more, but it seemed that he had to be awkward in his nightmare.

"You... still...no...dead!!" Devil wolf - mad teeth biting, a pair of wolf eyes full of vicious. He slammed back a few steps and shouted: "All on, give me abolishment!"

The crowds ready to go are rushing to Yang Aotian.

"I want to... destroy everything about you... everything!"

It seems to be a low-pitchedness from hell, clearly introduced into the demon wolf-mad ear in the chaos, a cold breath along his spine, quickly spread to the limbs and veins, and then to each pore...

"Kill him! Kill him! Kill him!!" The original gloomy demon wolf suddenly mad like a mad man. The sudden fear almost made him psychologically collapsed. He hated this feeling. He felt like this disappeared immediately and disappeared forever!

The crowd drowned Yang Aotian almost in an instant, accompanied by a rain-like attack. The **** of death opened his mouth again, revealing the white teeth of his hands, his hands were lightly lifted, and the causal reincarnation in his hand suddenly came out with a thick black gas. Then his hands fell and the causal reincarnation hit the ground.

This seemingly unremarkable collision has triggered the death ban of death - the field of death.

The inner hall is very small, and the entire inner hall has become the exclusive domain of death in the context of the "death area". The thick black dead air accompanied by faint sorrow, such as smoke, rises from the ground... Only a second of time makes the entire inner hall dark and hazy.

The fearful emotions swell rapidly from the bottom of each person's heart, because that is the terrible feeling that life is swallowed up and taken away. The feeling is so real, although there is no pain, but it is more painful than tearing the body.

,-5000,-5000...

In the field of death, the enemy will lose their fighting spirit and taste despair. They will lose 5,000 lives per second... In the black air, the people who help the wolves fall down one by one, and all of them will be buried in a few seconds. There is a demon wolf that is horrified at the eyes of a wolf. Death did not judge him as a target. He did not suffer any influence except to feel fear.

The people inside are dead, and the outside can finally be sent in. In the diffuse black mist, the white shadows flashed again in chaos, but they still had a shot in the future, and even failed to make a sound, they died in the death of the field of death.

The field of death can last for thirty seconds, and the process of death does not affect the action of death. He admired the demon wolf - mad that shrinking eyes, suddenly a cold smile, the sickle in the hand slammed upwards, the dark giant scorpion flew out, swaying the arc of the scorpion, flying to the high The gangs there are plaques.

A muffled sound, the silver plaque swayed abruptly, cracking a small crack - the devil wolf - mad heart also swayed a bit.

The sickle flew back to the hands of death in the same arc. The demon wolf - mad as a dream to wake up, witnessed a crack, such as a mad minded mad rushed to Yang Aotian.

The plaque was destroyed and the devil wolf was finished. The devil wolf is finished, and everything in his world is over. The prestige, wealth, prestige, status, power... All is gone, you have to start from scratch. That is almost equal to breaking his half life!

A sword was cut on the body of the **** of death. The body of the **** of death did not move. He looked at him with sarcasm. The giant python in his hand once again smashed out and flew to the fragile gang.

The devil's mad heart seems to be heavily tied again. He is red-eyed and madly attacking Yang Aotian, slashing with a sword, hitting with a shield, and picking up all kinds of attacking props that he usually can't use. But the **** of death is like a dark black meteorite, taunting watching the desperate ants fighting hard, the sickle in the hand spins out...Recovering...selling...retracting...slamming the cards out of the cracks again and again The shots seemed to smash a knife in the heart of the demon wolf.

He can destroy the plaque with a single blow, but he doesn't do that. Because he wants to see his pain, appreciate his despair and struggle.

boom!

After more than a dozen attacks, the plaque was finally torn apart and turned into debris from the sky.

The "Devil Wolf Help" was slammed into the ear of every devil wolf, so that they all stood on the spot, how can they not believe their ears.

Once the devil wolf helped out, disbanded... the other party is just a person, it only took ten minutes...

Numerous players who cast their homes to the devil wolf sit down on the ground and cry with a headache.

Everything is over, more than a year of development and growth, and it will be so smouldering in an instant... Devil wolf - mad squatting on the ground, eyes stagnate like a soul, why not believe in the wolf gang destroyed. Yang Aotian sneered at the demon wolf under his feet, such as a proud emperor overlooking a defeated dog.

"Yang... proud... heaven! You are a hybrid..." Devil wolf - mad from the ground trembled and climbed, and then flew toward Yang Aotian like a violent snake.

Except for him, there are no living people around. Because the space they are in now no longer belongs to the devil wolf, no one can break in at will. This may be the last time the Devil Wolf-mad has stood here. After going out from here, he will never want to set foot.

A heavy sword slammed on the head of Yang Aotian... He still did not move, and the sickle that made people feel cold was lifted again.

He suddenly found out that the person he hated was so weak, humble as a **** that could be stepped on a flat tread. But it is such a cockroach ant, the victim of his family is broken, and he does not want to live. Desolation, sorrow, hate... The countless negative emotions once again entangled his heart, and the sickle in his hand waved forward with a thick black light...

Oh...the soul...kill...魄

The demon wolf - madly fell to the ground, the body did not stay, and was quickly sent away by a white light. Staying, can only lie at his feet like a dead dog to bear the shame of the loser.

The devil wolf did not notice that the moment the sickle touched his body, the black light was transferred from the sickle to his body, until he became a corpse and did not disappear.

Quiet, finally quiet. Once the devil wolf helped the inner hall, except for a standing black shadow and filled with black fog that did not disperse. Nothing else.

"I want you to lose everything... everything..."

He once again mourned the sound that has been repeated countless times in his heart, like the most vicious curse of death.

Everything is just getting started.

I once made a promise of 'more than 200 red tickets', but I obviously underestimated your enthusiasm. The direct result is that every day is three more, and the more direct result is that the bones are getting tired every day. ⊙_⊙b, you can try 9000-10000 words a day, and there is no feeling of weekends and holidays. It seems that I am currently the fastest and more stable one in the vertical and horizontal. There are several animals who still hold the knife every day to force me to add more. Do you want me to die for you to see ah ah ah +_+! ! If you have a cough, you have to pay more for the daily ticket. )

I just read the book review and found that there are many children's shoes that are not very serious. The small loss of the shackles created by the nephew is only enough to drive the power of the female scorpion. See Chapter 572 for the loss, the lost scorpion. Another classmate actually guessed what the failure was doing... the five bodies voted otz. )

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