Legend of the Asura

A few hours later, a human appeared in the line of sight of the Asura that had just walked out of Sky Imperial City. wWW.Q 5, com\

This was not a large village, and it was located close to Sky Imperial City. Today, however, the normally small village was bustling with activity. It was filled with countless trembling players cursing and cursing the Shura, as well as NPCs fleeing for their lives.

The instant he saw the figure of the Asura. Countless terrified screams rang out. The originally quiet village was instantly shrouded by the shadow of fear. The frantic people were like demons, frantically trying to escape … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … No one attempted to attack or resist as they desperately tried to escape.

They had been at ease for far too long, and they had long since gotten used to it. The appearance of a true demon was enough to easily destroy their psychological defenses.

He had destroyed the national treasure, destroyed the national treasure, killed the Sky Emperor, destroyed the Sky Imperial City, and even God Tianzhao had died in his hands. How could they resist such a demon? How could he resist? As they ran, they could already see the end of the East Ocean Continent.

The Demon God's Sword once again revealed its fangs. After piercing through a person's body, it was once again dyed in blood.

If an Asura wanted someone to die, then that person must die. No matter how much they fled, it would be futile.

Shura was a demon that they could not fight against, let alone an Asura possessed by a wargod. Each of his strikes was a terrifying attack that could shake the whole of the East Ocean Continent.

Every time he turned around, a person would die amidst miserable cries. Every time he swung his sword, fresh blood would spread and infect the Demon God Sword and his entire body. His killing speed was terrifying, and from start to finish, his face remained calm, as if what he harvested was not human life, but a trivial straw.

A woman fell to the ground in fear, begging for mercy before being nailed to the ground by a Shura …

In the world of the Shura, there had never been one word that could be used to describe a soft-hearted person.

Hatred and despair became Shura, and only more blood would be able to nourish that cold soul that was on the verge of death.

Too much blood began to converge into a stream and flow recklessly on the ground. The ground that had been dyed red by blood and the setting sun no longer had any traces of dirt, but instead the smell of pure blood.

The massacre lasted for an hour … Two hours … Until the setting sun retracted its light, as if it was also afraid of this human purgatory.

A gust of wind blew past, bringing with it a thick smell of blood.

Where the Shura stood, there were piles of broken limbs. Bathing in blood, he looked like a Blood Fiend Demon from the depths of hell. The surroundings once again became silent. The once bustling and peaceful village now looked completely different. In the dead silence, a bloody scene depicted the hell on earth. In the Shura's world, only Xuanyuan Wan'er's despairing wails and hoarse cries remained.

Di …

The last drop of blood fell from the Demon God Sword and seeped into the ground beneath the Asura's feet. The Demon God Sword that was stained red with blood once again regained its original color. It didn't know how many lives it had harvested or how much new blood it had drank.

In the short span of time, the massacre of the villagers had wiped out the lives of countless NPCs. It had also covered up the memories of the countless Japanese players in fear and the sea of blood.

Looking into the distance, the Shura summoned his mount and quickly advanced. In his confusion, a vague memory told him that in front of him, there were numerous cities and cities. Further up, there was the second largest city in the East Ocean Continent – Sunrise City!

….

Drawing the sword. Instantaneous stab. Withdrawing the sword. Completed in an instant. Twelve red and yellow figures floated up, and a giant bear fell down with a sad cry.

The World Martial Competition was about to begin. Facing this competition that would affect China's future, Xiao Tian put aside all other thoughts and wholeheartedly focused on increasing his strength, even forcing himself to stop thinking about the Shura.

"We cannot lose … "Lost, China is in danger, I, Xiao Tian, am China's sinner!"

Another instantaneous attack instantly killed the giant bear that had just spawned.

The Level 80 Xiao Tian job was still the Star Chaser Sword Saint. This was a job that he had comprehended and named himself, and only he could upgrade this job. Therefore, just like when he had comprehended the Star Chasing Sword, he attempted to break through the limits of his attacking speed once again.

His "Chaos" was able to instantly stab out twelve times, and it was truly a terrifying ability. Even Feng Xiao's "Fire God Slash" could only do six stabs in a row. However, he still felt that it was not enough. Those who had the qualifications to participate in the World Martial Competition were all true experts, and each of them stood at the peak of their country's strength. A formless, but heavy mountain of pressure pressed down on him, urging him on.

On the contrary, Chen Bing'er had been waiting for the Asura's return. It was as if he didn't care about the future of China.

… ….

A group of people stood in front of the Shura, blocking it. Players of all classes could be seen everywhere. Each one of them had a fierce and resentful look on their faces. After forming a team of 10,000 players, these players that were about to be driven insane finally had the guts to face the Shura.

However, the moment the Shura appeared in their line of sight, they heard the sound of their hearts violently beating as if they were about to burst out of their chests.

At the front of the line, a large group of players, who had originally been charging forward with the intention of exterminating the Shura, could clearly feel their legs trembling.

"Only by facing the Shura personally can I experience the true terror of the Shura." Warlord Possession's Shura had an aura that far exceeded that of a demon god, oppressing them so much that they almost couldn't breathe. He was like a mountain that was so tall that one could not see its peak. As for them, they were a bunch of lowly ants.

Countless ants might be able to move a huge rock, but they would never be able to shake a mountain.

An apathetic expression appeared on the Asura's face. The players that his gaze swept over felt as if they had fallen into a cave of ice, shivering in fear.

"Go …" "Kill, kill, kill the Asura!"

After saying this, Yamamoto Miche's back was completely drenched in cold sweat, and his body was trembling so hard that it seemed as if he would collapse at any moment.

He had not personally witnessed or experienced the Asura slaughter of Sky Imperial City, not even having met him after his return. He had thought that Asura was still the Asura that had humiliated him back then, and although he was extremely powerful, he was definitely not strong enough to cause him to feel extreme fear. Faced with the trembling complaints of some players, he scoffed. Although he was stunned, he couldn't help but wonder what methods did Asura use to destroy Sky Emperor City and kill Tianzhao?

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When he saw the Shura just now, he regretted it. He regretted being here. That extremely terrifying aura, that eyes that were like a sickle slicing through the throat … He finally knew what it meant to be timid before a battle. He even began to believe that momentum could also kill people without them noticing.

The huge group, however, remained eerily silent, not moving because of Yamamoto Michio's shout. Under the pressure of the Shura's aura, it was difficult for them to even breathe, not to mention maintaining the ambition and hatred from a minute ago. Many people had even forgotten their purpose for coming here, and most people began to want to escape from this terrifying aura, and the further away from the Shura, the better.

Facing him was like facing a death god that could easily reap one's life at any time.

The Shura's figure drew a black line in the air as he suddenly appeared in the crowd. Before the crowd could panic, the Demon God Sword had already caused a bloodbath and the six people died on the spot. At the same time, the soul wings on his back swept over them, dismembering the five people behind. Before he died, he didn't forget to release his miserable shrieks of fear.

In just a second, the Demon God's Sword and Asura's bodies were dyed red with fresh blood once again. Fresh blood was slowly swallowed by the Asura equipment, and some of the future ones were swallowed and dripped down their bodies.

The first thing that came to mind for these Japanese players was not to counterattack, but to escape like a madman. They no longer had the courage to attack. A single glance and a single movement from an Asura was enough to make their hearts feel as if they were splitting apart.

Those who had no strength and tried to annihilate an Asura would know what regret was.

"Don't panic! Besieged, besieged … Surround him. "Don't forget what we're doing. We're betting on the dignity of the East Ocean Continent's players. We'll do our best to kill the Shura!"

The sounds were drowned out by the endless screams. The Shura rotated his body and used the "Divine Light Wheel" with a bloody tornado to mince the dozen people into minced meat. No one could resist his light attack. Wherever the Asura passed by, bursts of blood rained down. Every single thing that was touched by the Demon God's Soul Wings was sliced into pieces.

In just a few seconds, all the enemies within ten meters of the Asura were cut in half. Even the cavalry on their mounts was cut in half along with their mounts. The Shura coldly raised his head and waved the Demonic God forward. "Dance of the Wind God" swept up a howling tornado, and immediately afterwards, the sound of flesh being cut rang out, and a bloody path with a diameter of five meters was cleared in front of the Shura, extending thirty meters. Along the way, all the archers and mages in his path were instantly drenched in blood.

The people behind finally shouted and rushed up. They did their best to shout, not to boost their momentum, but to strengthen their courage as much as possible. In front of an Asura, their aura couldn't even withstand a single blow.

Along with the sound of "gangster technique — Undying Knot"! With a loud shout, the thousand-man squad charged towards the Shura suddenly formed a spherical barrier, enveloping the entire thousand-man squad within.

The "Undying World" was complete. They saw so much comfort and hope, and their shouts became a bit louder. They braced themselves and rushed towards the Asura.

Once the Undying Death Formation was formed, unless the barrier was broken, no one who was protected by the barrier would be harmed. This gang skill required the combined strength of the opponent's gang in order to be used in a gang battle. It was not something that could be dealt with by a single person.

But...

The Shura's gentle sword strike, and with a crisp "peng" sound, the Undying Death Formation completely disintegrated.

The next attack was followed by a "Divine Earth Flash". All the enemies that had just closed in around the Shura were swept away, and the remnants of the enemies that had fallen around the Shura were piled into a ring of corpses.

Devil … The Japanese players, whose hearts were about to burst, gasped. Some of the pale-faced players even turned around and puked.

A few people had seen blood before, let alone gotten used to it.

No one dared to approach the Shura. After receiving the order, the archers hiding behind the shield guards braced themselves to shoot their arrows at the Shura, hoping that they would be able to stop this demon. The rain of arrows was completely ignored by the Shura. His body flashed and he charged into the group of Shield Guards that were riding on their mounts. The violent energy from the seven elements swept through the surrounding targets like a hurricane, causing their flesh and blood to fly all over the place. Not even their corpses were left, and a huge crater that was a hundred meters in diameter and five feet deep appeared on the ground!

The whole of the East Ocean Continent trembled for a few seconds.

Blood instantly dyed the surrounding ground red, flowing towards the center of the explosion where the Shura was. Gradually, a pool of blood formed, and the remains of people and horses piled up like a mountain. After the Shura's earth-shattering 'Lunar Scourge', more than nine hundred people were killed without leaving behind a single corpse. The faces of the Chinese people who came here without fear of death were ashen. Not to mention attacking, they couldn't even move a muscle.

Purgatory … They had personally witnessed the true Purgatory.

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