Reborn 80,000 Years Chapter 2015: Kendo first

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"What's going on with Yan Potian...Why haven't I penetrated Asura's battle formation?"

Mo Li suddenly wondered, a moment has passed since Yan Potian had just left to the encounter with the golden armored giant.

It stands to reason that after the gods of Yan Potian’s level came out, they should have crushed the Asura’s line of defense, but now, not only the momentum of the Liuli Baoqi has been eased, even Yan Potian I don’t know what I’m doing--

"Don't worry about him, get ready to break the enchantment front—"

It’s just that Nasumi didn’t care about this little accident. From its point of view, no matter what kind of accident, it’s not enough to shake their absolute advantage at the moment. However--

"It seems, except for the **** named Yan Potian, the rest are here?"

A ghostly voice came from the void not far away from the other nine gods and generals, instantly making the group of gods and generals headed by Nasumi look like enemies.

"Who! He has reached such a close distance!"

Shelanga's eyes widened with anger, and the moment he opened his eyes, the divine light in his eyes directly shone the void in front of everyone.

As a result, a strong man with a red body and a pair of sharp horns appeared in front of everyone out of thin air.

"The Shura?"

The killing intent in Nasumi's eyes suddenly appeared, but what he was more puzzled in his heart was why so many of them didn't even notice that a Shura clan had approached them so close.

"Huh! If you want to do something sneaky, it's too late now!"

"Looking for death!"

The two riding gods stepped forward. They looked quite similar. The cyan patterns on their faces were drawn into a very exquisite painting——

"Thanks to the life and death, this Shura clan is left to you to deal with-hum, since they are here, there is no reason to let him go!"

Nasumi waved a big hand and gave the order directly. In his eyes, no matter how good at hiding the other party, in terms of strength, the other party is unlikely to pose any threat to them.

Not to mention that the two brothers who are dispatched at this moment are Tu Sheng Tu Mie——

"Since Tu Sheng Tu Mie has made a move, then Ben will no longer take the credit...It's a pity that my old friend is already in a hurry but wants to drink blood..."

An older general who looked like a man of 40 or 50 years old from a human race, while squeezing an extremely exaggerated sword in front of him, withdrew the power he had already released.

"General Yan should rest a lot in this battle, you and me, but with the order of the holy lord, come to fight for Nasumi, kill the chicken with a sledge knife, and we will only wait for King Shura to fight. Relying on you, the master sword, is the first person to come!"

The remaining three young masters who were watching the battle from start to finish, smiled and shouted at Yamado, who was a little impenetrable at this moment.

Finally, after hearing some people's persuasion, Yan Moduo lightly tapped his three-foot-long Xuanjing sword hilt.

The big sword that was as generous as an eagle's wings, after a sword sound dissipated, slowly shrank, and finally turned into a small sword and flew back to Yan Modo's hands.

Nasumi retracted his gaze. In fact, he somewhat wanted to see what the man who was designated by the Holy Master as the opponent of King Shura was.

In the Dao of Heaven and Humanity for so many years, among the hundred and eighty gods and generals, Na Sumi can also be ranked in the top ten, but the number one throne has always been steadily received by this man named Yamado Occupied.

Nasumi, who was born militant like Shura, didn't want to challenge Yamado's sword in the past-it's just that he had a plan that he didn't know how long he planned, and was finally rejected by the Holy Lord.

"Before reaching the true immortal, you have not yet qualified to challenge Yan Modo."

This sentence has been lingering in Nasumi's heart, and even today, he still has such a knot.

It’s just that—no matter what, Nasumi still obeys the orders of the Holy Lord, and he who has the task in his body will not really be troubled at this critical moment—

"The painting of life and death is the avenue of birth and death. Asuras who only know how to use the blood, no matter when it comes, they are not their enemy of one..."

Nasumi thought this in his heart, his mouth curled slightly, not seeming to be angry at the sudden interest of someone disturbing him.

However...

Boom!

On the battlefield in the distance, a flash of thunder suddenly flashed, and then a flying fire flying star fell to the ground.

The swaying posture of this place is more than the long-range bombardment they launched before.

And what made Nasumi feel wrong the most was the defense coming from that sound.

"What's going on! Isn't there where Yan Potian is? Didn't he get rid of the giant golden armor?"

"Nasumi! Look! That's..."

Mo Li screamed, eyes filled with fear.

Following the direction of her fingers, except for the two people who had just chased the scarlet Shura, everyone stared intently at the circular area that had been enveloped by the skyrocketing fire.

"The sky is closed forbidden? That is the law of space? How is it possible!"

"Is that Yan Potian's method?"

Shelanga was also a little confused, he frowned and asked.

But he got an answer that made him a little uneasy:

"How is this possible! Yan Po Tian cultivates the way of the gun, no matter how he cultivates the main attacker, he will not suddenly understand the law of space!"

Yan Moduo said the truth.

Then the result is clear at a glance.

The violent wind caused by the impact finally blew to the side of the Demon Falling Colossus, and everyone was finally able to feel the devastating energy fluctuations brought about by the impact just now from the air.

"No...this...this is the fluctuation of the original meaning! Is it possible that this group of asuras have mastered the methods of the original asura?"

Nasumi took a turbulent stream of blood and divine power out of thin air, but when he probed his mind, he felt the power that would make him shiver.

"The original meaning! Didn't it mean that this group of king-chosen troops had already degenerated to the point where they couldn't perceive their bloodline? It was also before... If it weren't the case, they would have been besieged and killed by them. How could they wait until now? ……"

However, before Li Li had finished speaking, he heard an extremely familiar voice in the air.

It is the voice of the Shura clan who suddenly appeared next to them. She will not admit it wrong:

"I really didn't want me to stop. I thought that Xingwu could protect the current team. I didn't expect it..."

Guinian understood what was going on in an instant.

At this moment, he was floating slowly in midair, probably just before the eyes of the descending demon statue, no wonder the gods did not see him the first time.

It's just the two lifeless bodies in his hands that make the remaining seven gods truly fearful.

"You...killed both of them?"

The doubt and shock on Nasumi's face finally turned into anger, condensed in this short sentence.