Legend of the Asura

Feng Xiao was shocked. He quickly picked it up and shook it, but found that it had its eyes closed and had no reaction.

"Wan-Er, little him …" Feng Xiao's hands began to tremble. He could feel the small force fading at an incredible rate, and it made his breathing seem weaker and weaker. Although its life force did not weaken, Feng Xiao was not sure that its power would completely disappear, and so did its life force.

"Oh no!" "How can this be? A small force is disappearing, and it's disappearing so fast." Xuanyuan Wan'er exclaimed.

Feng Xiao let out a helpless sigh as the evil power quickly approached him, then he sent Xiao Xiao into the contracted space. At the same time, he took a casual glance at the spirit jade bottle and was shocked to discover that the amount of spirit wine Xiaoxiao drank was no less than the amount he drank when she repaired the Kunlun Mirror. The Holy Water of Yaochi was indeed inedible. Although it was not life-threatening for the time being, it was still …

Shaking his head, Feng Xiao rose and flew towards the west. With the great power Chi You showed, he didn't dare to set up the battle stage on the Sky Dragon Continent.

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At the south gate of the Wind City.

The South Gate was in a stalemate right now, as opposed to the West Gate's brutal fight against each other. Xiao Tian stood on top of the city wall and watched for a long time. Finally, he sneered and said, "We can set off now."

He had already determined the position of his target. How could these conceited experts give up the opportunity to establish dominance in China? Thus, each and every one of them could not help but act, and the positions in which they acted would become the focus of attention.

"Little Wolf, let's go!"

A giant blue wolf appeared under Xiao Tian's crotch and brought him flying forward. After a month of hard work from Xiao Tian, the Frost Wind Breaking Wolf had finally reached level 60. Although its movement speed had dropped after becoming a pet, it was still able to bear the weight of the word "Wind Break."

However, the Icy Wind Breaking Wolf's flying ability was quite limited. It could only fly at a low altitude of less than ten meters. But for the current Xiao Tian, this was enough.

The Frostbreak Wolf charged straight towards its target, like a bolt of blue lightning, leaving all attacks aimed at it behind. The "Ice Assassin" Wilcox, who was leisurely killing one Chinese player after another, suddenly raised his head to look at the blue figure in the sky. His face immediately darkened.

How could he forget the person who defeated him in the World Battle Assembly? That was because that was his first failure in this world.

Xiao Tian pulled out the Chasing Star in the air, and with a swing of his right hand, the Star Chaser flew out like a silver meteor, piercing through all the enemies in a straight line thirty meters in front of them. Xiao Tian pulled out the Star Chaser, and with a swing of his right hand, the Star Chaser flew out like a silver meteor, passing through all the enemies thirty meters in front of them.

After the two attacks, Wilcox easily dodged them all. He looked at Xiao Tian, who had already retracted his Star Chaser and jumped down from the blue wolf. He suddenly shouted, "Nobody is allowed to come over here! No one is allowed to interfere!"

Some of the British players who had tried to attack Xiao Tian obediently retreated to the rear of Wilcox. Xiao Tian also shrugged and said to the surrounding Chinese players: "Everyone stop for a moment. Since he has such good face, we can't bully him. Okay, you guys don't have to interfere."

Xiao Tian's arrival allowed the chaos here to temporarily calm down. The two large teams temporarily stopped fighting as they looked at the two people in the middle.

"I want my honor back." Wilcox said. He had always been brooding over that failure. How could he be willing to give up on the sword strike that had killed him when he was caught off guard?

Xiao Tian laughed disdainfully: "Did you think that I won that time because you got lucky? Heh... In ten seconds, you will regret your decision. "

With a wave of his hand, the Star Chaser disappeared without a trace. It did not return to the scabbard, nor did it dance around the surroundings. Even Wilcox did not see where he threw the Star Chaser. The next moment, Xiao Tian dashed toward Wilcox empty-handed with a relaxed smile on his face.

With a wave of the ice blade in his right hand, thirteen tiny ice shards flew toward Xiao Tian. After throwing the ice shards, his body already moved to Xiao Tian's side at an extremely fast speed, like a ghost, and slashed at his ribs. Although Xiao Tian had an extremely strong reaction speed, he was still unable to avoid these thirteen pieces of ice when he fought against Wilcox back then.

The ice shards all missed and Wilcox's attack also missed. This was because Xiao Tian had actually disappeared, completely disappeared.

In the moment that Wilcox was distracted by shock, a silver light shot down from the sky and pierced through his body.

42390!

Xiao Tian who had landed on the ground withdrew Star Chasing, spread out his hands and said: "This move is called 'Break'. Although it is not as powerful as' Instant, 'and it is not as powerful, but it is faster than' Chaotic 'and its attack is stronger than' Instant '. It is also my only single-phase attack."

He had teleported to the star chase location and stabbed downwards with "Break" … Perfect instant kill.

Wilcox's eyes widened, and he lay down on the ground, then returned to his country in white light.

"Victory!" We won! " The Maple Leaf gang members excitedly shouted one after another, as if they were the ones to easily defeat the Ice Assassin. Meanwhile, the players on the other side of the country looked at each other, clearly at a loss of what to do. Xiao Tian smiled and said, "Alright, you all can begin fighting."

With their morale boosted, the Maple Leaf Gang immediately charged towards the British Empire team as if they had been injected with stimulants … "Don't embarrass yourselves in our Huaxia, you children of the UK, go back quickly, hahaha …"

The highest leader was killed, and the morale of the Yingji Country plummeted due to the panic. They were forced back a big step by the Maple Leaf Gang.

Just as Xiao Tian was preparing to look for his next target, two black figures slowly walked over from the south of the battlefield.

One was fully dressed in black, one in a full suit of black armor, one with a black scythe in his hand, one with a blood sword in his hand, one with a lifeless aura, and one with a strong killing intent. They all had frightening auras. Although they were all walking over at the same time, they were separated by quite a distance, over fifty meters.

The Vampiric Count of Fran, El La Fran, and the Komsomol of Russia had always been at the rear of the line, and did not rush to the front like the Frost Assassins. Yang Aotian's approach to Hate Tian was first discovered by them. El La Fran's eyes opened wide, and he gave an exaggerated shout: "Heavens, that person's attire, appearance, and aura that makes my little heart jump, how much does he look like a terrifying cold-faced god of death in Huaxia?"

The evil hand coldly snorted, "Obviously he is."

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"And the other one who looks so scary?"

"I don't know."

"Alright, I'll leave that person to you. I lost to the Chinese Star Chaser Sword Emperor, so it's impossible for me to win against the Shura. Then, let me fight this God of Slaughter." El La Fran wiped the corners of his mouth and rushed into heaven with excitement. Poison Hand pondered for a moment, then slowly walked towards Yang AoTian.

"It's my honor to meet you, god of death of China. I'm a vampire count from the great Fran Empire. I'm sure you've heard of my name." El La Fran saluted in a very gentlemanly manner.

Hate didn't even move his eyeballs as he continued walking towards where he was with a gloomy face. The increasingly thick killing intent made him feel cold all over, but his heart was even more excited.

"I think. You should have already accepted my challenge. "Let's begin!" The smile disappeared from El La Fran's face, and he stretched out his hands, his body moving quickly forward, clawing at Hate.

The Vampiric Count, an extremely strong defense that had accumulated close to a million lives, was a terrifying Vampiric skill. Back then, Xiao Tian had defeated him by relying on teleportation combined with Star Chaser, not daring to come into contact with his body.

Hating that the heavens had no intention of dodging, the Apocalypse Underworld raised a blood-red sword arc towards his body. At the same time, the Killing Wings of the God of Death behind him flashed with red light.

El La Fran also did not dodge. He grabbed Hateful Sky's chest precisely, and then a powerful suction force sucked his body into his own palm. Hateful Sky's attack also landed on his body at the same time.

"Then, let's enjoy the process of dying." As long as he caught him, he could absorb 5,000 lives per second. But now that he had nearly a million lives, he did not think anyone could survive the destruction of a million lives.

However, in the next moment, his expression changed.

Red numbers of -5000 floated above his head, and + 5000, and three terrifying numbers of -75000, -75000, -75000, -75000, made him almost think that he was hallucinating.

Hateful Sky expressionlessly brandished the Apocalypse Underworld, the "Blood Cut of the God of Death" landing on El La Fran again and again. The shocked El La Fran quickly tried to escape, but he found his body unable to escape, as if he was firmly stuck inside. His face suddenly turned deathly pale. By the time he finally realized the terror of the God of Slaughter, it was already too late.

In terms of attack alone, he was second only to the Shura.

On the other side, the poisonous hand hid itself before it reached Yang AoTian, approaching him like a ghost. Then, the figure suddenly appeared, and a poisonous fog attack struck his body.

"You're dead." Poison Hand said with an expressionless face, but immediately, his face revealed a shocked expression.

Because a second had passed, there was actually no damage figure on his body that was eroded by the poisonous fog.

A mass of grey gas suddenly burst out from Yang AoTian's body, enveloping the evil hand before immediately dispersing it. Yang AoTian did not even look back as he said: "You have already died, and it was three times."

He was the god of death, so how could a dead body be afraid of poison?

A layer of black gas covered Poison Hand's entire body, causing his face to turn somewhat dark. Three seconds later, he fell in a sense of soul being sucked away, then revived, then fell again, then resurrected again, then fell a third time, and died back in Russia.

After another month in the collapsed graveyard of the dead, he took a big step toward becoming the real one.

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