Legend of the Asura

"She is certainly not a beast... In fact, I also don't know who she is. The Victory Goddess suit is made up of the blood and life of the goddess of victory in the Western gods. I don't know why it is here. And it appears on her body..."

"Why did she want to take my life? I never beat a woman, except for the Dongpu people who have never killed any other foreigners, and it is even more impossible to **** and **** her..." The disgusting mutter.

Xuanyuaner: "..."

"Because the wind brother used to..."

"Forget it, I still ask her by myself." The wind did not hesitate and went straight to the direction of the woman. It was sometimes not a bad thing to be remembered by a woman who was obviously a beautiful woman, but if the woman was too It’s not a good thing to be strong enough to threaten yourself. It is totally unreasonable for a woman to get mad.

Shura’s actions immediately caught the attention of everyone on the scene, and dozens of eyes looked at him in light or dark. It seems that he is feeling close to him, and the blue woman’s head has not returned. She has quietly stepped away and does not seem to want to contact him. As she left, the wind suddenly saw the blood cherry that had been obscured by her figure.

The windy foot stopped and looked at the **** cherry in the sleep. She was wearing the familiar mask at this time, but the month she was with her, he was already familiar with every feature of her body.

"Is that skill to use it all the time?" The wind whispered to her, her face softly smiling. When he ravaged Dongpu, she held him in desperately, and then the scene of tears and tears was deeply engraved in his mind. Blood Sakura does not know that her move has determined her life.

"Hey! Huaxia Guo 2 players "Screaming a sword" won!"

"Hey! All players in the Flange State are defeated and out!"

There is a piece of land in the country of France. This is a result that they did not expect and was difficult to accept.

From the beginning to the end, Xiao Tian used the same way, two skills, one by one to kill El's life until he was almost mad. And when he completely ran away and lost his reason, his failure would only come faster. The whole game, as the wind said, Ellen Xiaotian’s clothes were not touched.

El Lafran, who was sent to the stage, smiled and gave a gentleman's ritual to Xiao Tian. When he turned around, his eyes flashed a subtle resentment.

The Italian, Russian, Eastern, English, and Flange countries have been eliminated, and the completion of these is the **** cherry blossoms of East China and the No. 2 player of China, and even the United States has only one wolf god. The Six Nations and the Six Kingdoms began to panic from the beginning of the comfort, to silence.

The consequences of the failure of the wolf gods are bound to be unacceptable. The arrival of Shura will undoubtedly make them feel uneasy.

“Hey! Please challenge the players of Huaxiaguo No. 1 ‘Abyss of the Devil’, and they will be considered as abandoning the competition.”

The eyes of the whole world were transferred to the wind, and the wind continued to watch the blood cherry for a while, then smashed the back of the blue woman, and slowly walked to the arena.

"Small day, do a good job! You can't be famous without this... Hahahaha!" The wind shook his thumb and laughed happily.

Xiao Tian rushed over and slammed him with him, then whispered and said: "But compared with the boss, the devil is really unable to take it."

"This can be wrong." The wind shook his head: "In the process of looking for the demon, I don't know how many times I want to give up and go directly to the game. It seems that I am really wrong, wrong. I don't trust my good brother. You have set off such a big burden. You can even say that you saved the whole of China. Compared to the little demon who died, you are much better than me. But..." The voice of the wind suddenly fell: "You must have countless fans in the future. The little sister who has fallen down will not count. When you go out to slap the flowers, you must be careful of your family's tigress. She is not as good as my Yao Yao..."

There were three black lines on Xiao Tian’s head, and the cold sweat was flowing. The evil said: "Boss, you think everyone can have your blessings! But, boss... We should thank the blood cherry... Without her, I can't imagine what it would be like now..."

The collision of players in the same country was almost impossible, but it was forced to stage in the early stage of the game due to the late arrival of Shura. For the six countries, this is like a great relief. When you look at the inner courts of China, you can understand the strength of Shura in advance. If you can easily defeat the chasing star, they will have double the pressure. But regardless of the outcome of the game, they will lose one of only two opponents.

However, they did not expect the "fighting bucket" to appear, and even a trace of the smell of gunpowder did not smell. At the beginning of the game, the two men still leaned together and didn't know what was going on. Then Xiao Tian made a move to make the world stunned.

He moved to the edge of the arena in a moment, then he raised his head, and he waved his hand and shouted: "I called Xiao Tianyijian, Huaxia, remember my name." Then he Jumping off the arena, heading to the position where the wind was before, there is no sadness or regret on the face, only a relaxed smile.

"Hey! ‘Chasing Star Sword Emperor’ Xiao Tian Yi Jian gave up the game...Wind Soul Win!”

He is one of the people who know the most powerful strength in the world. He knows that he can never be his opponent. The most important reason - he will not use his sword to attack him for any reason in this life.

The world is silent. The Huaxia Theater was filled with warm applause. The name "Xiaotianyijian" has long been remembered in their hearts. Although he ended the game in this way, no one felt that he was timid or weak, and his calm expression would only make them feel that he was atmospheric.

Fame and prestige are not what Xiao Tian wants, and finding his own kendo is his greatest achievement in this competition. Although he voluntarily gave up the game, he did not have the slightest regret, only satisfied.

Time is a minute and a second. I don’t know why, no one has taken the initiative to challenge, perhaps they are waiting for someone to test the true strength of Shura. Finally, twenty seconds have passed, and the tone of the designated opponent by the wind has sounded.

The look of a boring expression finally lazily opened his eyelids and then pointed his hand: "Just you!"

The careless movement made the six-nation almost jumped up without excitement, because he chose the last hope of their six countries - the United States has the "wolf god" title of William Carlos.

William Carlos: Nationality: Murray Country; Game id: William; Occupation: Wolf God; Level: 86, Specific Information: The wind is not interested to see.

William Carlos also snorted a little, then revealed a faint smile. He originally wanted to see how much Shura’s strength had reached, and he did not expect that he became his first opponent.

However, this seems to be good too. Because this game will really determine everything, this game is long over.

At the Huaxia Fighting Conference, he was eager to read every game in the wind. After reading it, he did not feel any pressure. Because he is the first player in the world to have artifacts, it is even earlier than the grasshopper sword of the Eastern Blood Sakura. And his various attributes have all been promoted to the maximum in various crazy ways. The professional wolf **** is even more fearful of fear. Facing the players around him, he looked down on them like an emperor.

The world's first... This is his evaluation of himself. He doesn't even believe that there will be enemies that can pose a threat to himself, including the most famous Chinese Xia Shura!

Because he has stood too high, he is used to this height. I am used to standing at the "highest point" to see other people climbing up desperately but never approaching him. Including these world-class masters on the spot. This habit eventually led him to not believe that someone could override him.

Just like the wind, you will never believe that there will be players who are stronger than him.

William Carlos stood in front of Shura and looked at him with a smile. He seemed to want to show the calmness and momentum that a strong man has. But he obviously looked for the wrong object, and he was so tired that he looked too lazy to look at him.

"Hey, use your strength to deal with him is not a little wronged you." The wind is somewhat dissatisfied.

Xuanyuaner smiled and said with a smile: "Actually... I agree with the wind brother."

"Well, if that's the case, then..."

As the "beginning of the game" sounds, the hand of the wind illuminates a faint silver light, and this faint silver light attracts the attention of the audience all over the world, and then the glasses fall into the ground.

William Carlos, who is a master of the face, almost vomited blood on the spot. Because the appearance in the hands of the wind is clearly seen in the players of every country in the world, the system is sent to the o-level novice short sword! !

"Call... Fortunately, I didn't lose it at the beginning." The wind stunned and touched the novice shorts in the attack +5.

The handsome Western face of William Carlos was violently distorted, but it immediately returned to calm, but the hands clasping the golden ring were still shaking slightly.

Is it possible for Shura to compete with the new hand sword against the powerful "Wolf God" William? He is the real "god" in the powerful Murray Theater, and has an artifact in his hand.

**Naked contempt! ... or is it too arrogant?

"****, this Chinese is crazy!"

"He actually wants to use that sword to compete with the wolf **** we can't rival... Oh, he must be crazy."

"This oriental is really too arrogant, and he will immediately pay for his ignorance."

"Oh~~ can people beat our powerful wolves? I would rather believe that there are ghosts in the world."

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