Legend of the Asura Chapter 363: Tear the heart and trample (on)

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In Game 6 of Zone B, China is the first Knight, and Crazy Mo Lang who has never played the Level leaderboard wins. His indestructible Defense allows opponents to admit defeat directly. There is no doubt that his Defense ability is enough to disregard all Player of China War Zone. When he was proud of his shield, he didn't find a corner. A snake-like gaze locked his body.

"Let's go." Feng Xiao pulled Feng Yao up and prepared to leave the arena temporarily.

The color of accident/surprise on the face of "Ah?" Feng Yao: "The next game is Heavenly Fiend Feng Yun, do n’t you want to watch Elder Brother?"

"No need to watch, he will win." Then he looked disdainful: "However, he is too lazy to watch the game. As for his strength, hum, disdain to watch."

Feng Yao knew it, chuckled, and returned to Feng House with him.

The time is already four o'clock in the afternoon. At five o'clock, it will be the last match of the two districts. He will match Weeping Blood Wu Ming ... This arrangement is too good for him.

"Elder Brother, that Weeping Blood Wu Ming, is it really Beiming Chongyun?" Feng Yao stood behind him and pinched his shoulder. This action has become a habit many years ago.

"It's him ... I recognize him even if it turns gray." Feng Xiao's voice is faint, but Feng Yao can still hear the deep hatred in it. His shame on him is enough to keep him in his life.

Short silence, Feng Yao faint(ly) said: "Elder Brother ... Remember her?"

She ...

A bit of pain flashed in Feng Xiao's eyes. He closed eyes and said weakly, "I don't remember ... don't mention her."

Feng Yao bit her lower lip, she knows better than anyone. Except for Adoptive Father, she is his biggest pain and frustration, and also her most painful memory.

Main Hall of Weeping Blood Rebirth. Weeping Blood Wu Ming walked anxiously back and forth, he had no interest in watching the game half an hour ago, and withdrew from arena. Because the next game is his game, the opponent is actually ... Asura!

He finally stopped and said bitterly: "You said, how much do I have to win Asura."

"There is no chance." Weeping Blood Crazy Blade replied. He knows the strength of Weeping Blood Wu Ming better than anyone, and he may not even have the chance to parry with Asurapk.

"So what should I do? Give up the game? Acknowledge the defeat?" He hit the table with a punch, he hated goes all the way to the bone that seemed to be deliberately targeting him at Asura, but if he knew duel, he did not fight him Strength. No matter what kind of preparation he makes, it can only be in vain.

"Nothing." Weeping Blood Crazy Blade shook his head.

Abandoning the game means that he is afraid of Asura and even lacks the guts to face. This will cause the entire Weeping Blood Rebirth to become a laughing stock ... Confessing defeat is basically the same thing.

"Then it can only be faced." Weeping Blood Wu Ming took out the long sword with a faint white light and hated to say: "With my equipment and strength, even if it is Asura, it is not so easy to beat me."

Is this true? Weeping Blood Crazy Blade shook his head secretly, but didn't say it.

Heavenly Fiend Feng Yun defeated Blood Domain Wu Hen without suspense to win, and b area Soul Destroyer also easily defeated the opponent to advance. The Feng Xiao match between the two of them didn't take a look, maybe it didn't matter, maybe it was disdain. He never disdain the consciousness of "don't despise any enemy". In his world, absolute strength also equals absolute confidence.

The time of the last game is finally approaching. People's Intelligence (mind/spirit) was provoked again, because this time it was Asura ... it seemed to be another match without suspense.

Maybe it ’s bravery, maybe it is to express my fearlessness. Weeping Blood Wu Ming stands on the stage with his sword raised early. His reputation is not as loud as those of real masters. Although the Weeping Blood Rebirth he founded is also one of the top ten Guild of China, but its strength and reputation are far less than that of Tiansha, the gods, Soul Destroyer. In the face of Asura today, if you escape, your reputation will fall, if you lose, it will almost ring with Shadowless ... if you win ... in case of victory, his name will definitely ring China overnight.

In this game, Xiao Tian and Chen Bing'er, who know the strength of Feng Xiao, have no interest in looking at it. This is a game with a difference in strength. They are all staying in Feng House to think about tomorrow's game.

However, many people are paying attention to this event.

"Mother! Come and see, this is Uncle's game."

A Xiao Xiao (little) figure rushed into the room. After a while, he pulled a hair and knotted it. The gorgeous woman trot out.

"Uncle will play against Asura." Duanmu Xiao explained excitedly, looking forward to staying on the LCD screen in front of him. He has stayed here to watch the game for a day, and his small face is already excited red.

Looking at Beiming Chongyun standing on the stage, Beiming Yudie's eyes flashed a complex light. With such Younger Brother, she did not know whether to blame or hate, she could not bear to hit the enthusiasm of Duanmu Xiao, sitting next to him, looking forward to the start of the game with him.

Wow ...

"Asura! Asura! Asura! ......"

In countless exaggerated shouts and screams of Player, Feng Xiao finally appeared on the arena, confronting Weeping Blood Wu Ming twenty meters away. It was still a dark mask and dark armor, but the pale golden cloak was replaced by eight pairs of bone spurs standing on the back. It was almost crazy enough to shake the mountain, which surprised him a little. He never knew that his popularity actually reached this level.

He doesn't even know that in the eyes of others, he is powerful, cold, and mysterious. Everything he does in public is a legend.

Senran standing proudly, that faint coercion made Weeping Blood Wu Ming, who faced Asura for the first time, retreat. But he quickly awakened, looked up at him, and he could never lose in momentum.

"Wa! is indeed my idol!" Looking at the rocky and proud body of Asura, Duanmu Xiao eyes is full of small Xingxing (stars), as if completely forgetting that his opponent is his uncle. Beiming Yudie looked at his expression strangely, and then began to pay attention to observe the Asura on the screen, so that the Xiao'er who has always observed the world with wise and arrogant eyes as an idol, what is so extraordinary.

"It's too late to kneel and beg for mercy, or to escape with his tail."

The low but gloomy voice rang in the ears of Weeping Blood Wu Ming, making him slightly stunned and then his face was completely gloomy. From small to large, why had he ever heard such insulting words.

"I have a grudge against you?" Weeping Blood Wu Ming summoned his weapon and pointed the sword at Feng Xiao. Even if he was a fool, he should have seen Asura deliberately targeting him.

"No hatred." A hint of sarcasm was drawn from the corners of Feng Xiao's mouth: "Just looking at you is not pleasing to the eye. Give you a chance, and now call me on the knees and shout me three times Grandfather, I can get you off the stage immediately, otherwise ..." Look With his more and more gloomy face, Feng Xiao's voice became deeper and deeper: "You will regret every day!"

Weeping Blood Wu Ming struggled to keep calm, but his right hand holding the long sword was shaking, and there was a faint sound of interlacing teeth in his mouth. He chest undulated a few times, also sneered: "Asura! It is best not to let me see you again in the future, otherwise even in the city, I will let you never be peaceful."

"Yeah ... I'm really looking forward to it." The sarcasm on Feng Xiao's face grew heavier, and as the countdown to the game started, he finally summoned his weapon, also pointing to Weeping Blood Wu Ming ... the audience suddenly Exclaimed, the face of Weeping Blood Wu Ming was even harder to see the extreme — — because it was taken out by Asura, it was clearly a level 0 Novice sword!

Insult! ** Naked insults and contempt!

Weeping Blood Wu Ming was trembling violently, hoping to rush up to bite him like a mad dog. If he loses under Gold Sword of Asura, no one will say much ... But if he loses under the sword of Novice, it will be completely different. He will bear the contempt of Asura and everyone.

Duanmu Xiao ’s gaze became more and more eager, and his small hand unconsciously flicked, whispering: "First hit his heart, then destroy his name, and then destroy his body, this is the sharpest way to deal with the enemy. Means. "

He whispered to himself in the ears of Beiming Yudie, her faintly sighed.

"... the game begins!"

"Asura, let's die!" With a screaming roar, a silver eagle appeared above Weeping Blood Wu Ming's head and screamed toward Feng Xiao. Although extremely angry, he did not completely lose his mind. He first summoned his eighth-level flight Pet "claw silver eagle" Attack, followed by a flash of black light, and another eighth-level Pet violent black mountain wolf was summoned and also roared. , Followed by the silver claws of the claws and then attacked Feng Xiao. Actually wanted to use the gap of Feng Xiao parry to make a surprise attack.

The disdainful color flashed by, and just before the silver claw was about to pierce his body, he waved lightly with the right hand holding the Novice sword.

Boom!

-12966, -24382!

The sound of Jian Bing burst loudly in everyone's ears. In the "Brilliant Ice Slash" that enveloped a large area, the body of the clawed silver eagle planted from the air, and the violent Montenegro wolf sorrowful roar fell down and disappeared on the arena.

Weeping Blood Wu Ming's action to prepare for a forward stiffly stopped, and his footsteps involuntarily took a step back. The two Pets he was proud of were hit by a second before they even touched the Asura's clothing corner, and the number of injuries made him both unbelievable.

That ’s level 0, with only 5 points of Novice sword from Attack Power!

"Alas, it's still too strong, I don't know if he can resist it." Feng Xiao's face with a depressed look, his Strength Attributes is already very strong, plus the Level 57 Attributes that the chain of guards rigidly retained, His current Strength Attributes can only be described as horror. Even with the Novice sword, his Attack has 6931, which is half the intensity of Attack when using Xuanyuan Sword.

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