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The baleful aura in Feng Yun's eyes flickered, and he suddenly laughed wildly: "Hahahaha … … HAHAHAHAHA … … HAHAHAHAHA … … HAHAHAHA … HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH… … …. That's right, crazy. The Shura was crazy. /WWw. Q? B? 5. He had actually gone to the Imperial City to wantonly massacre everyone there. This way, the reputation and prestige he had built up would all be gone. All of them would be gone! "Hahahaha..."

"Asura, ah Asura, even if you didn't die, I presume your entire family must have been killed." He had turned white from despair and now he was here to kill someone... Very good, very good! "

Laughing sinisterly, he waved his hand fiercely, "Go! Immediately bring some people to the Imperial City and surround and kill the Asura, the more the better! "

The small fry trembled and cried out involuntarily, "Young Master, but …"

The face of the Evil Spirit Feng Yun darkened, and he asked: "What? You want to disobey my orders? So what if the Shura is strong? His level was currently very low, and he had clearly lost control of it. He would definitely only attack and not defend, which was the best opportunity to kill him. Moreover, this time he will definitely cause a lot of anger, who knows how many people will cheer for us, or even help … "Hahahaha!" As he thought of this, the baleful aura in Tian Yun laughed wildly once again. Then, his face turned cold as he said darkly, "Quickly go!"

Xiao Yan's lips trembled a little, but in the end, he did not dare to say anything when he saw the pair of cold eyes that were as sharp as knives. He carefully withdrew himself.

"Shadow, send someone to record this scene. I want to watch the live broadcast!"

"Yes sir!" The Heavenly Demon Shadow quickly retreated.

"Humph!" The show began... "Asura, I want to see how you will end this …"

A minute later, he saw Asura in the video. In a split-second, the smile on his face froze as he abruptly stood up from his seat.

Golden sword, black-faced, those were indeed the Shura that he hated and wished he could grind his bones to dust, but his hair had turned into long white hair, and the Shura's cold face was already covered in frozen blood. The golden sword and the black armor shone with a blood-red light, just like the terrifying Rakshasi.

The originally bustling and bustling plaza was now filled with blood and gore. Terrifying silence.

Suddenly, a team unafraid of death rushed towards the Shura … The Shura remained expressionless as he waved the golden sword in his hand … In the video, blood blossomed and severed limbs flew everywhere. The mournful scream seemed to come from hell.

Baleful Sky Wind Yun's entire body trembled, but he could not make a sound. He was sinister and vicious. He had killed many people with his own hands, but he was still intimidated by this truly bloody massacre. Because this was completely beyond the limit of what a normal person could bear.

As for the group of people who charged up, it was his Heavenly Fiend Sect, which was the current Heavenly End City team.

… ….

The members of the Heavenly Demon Gang were already terrified, but they had no other choice. Closing their eyes, they endured the pungent smell of blood as they roared and charged towards the Shura.

Swish!

The Shura brandished his sword, and blood blossomed out of the chests of the three people that were not close to him. All of them died, and with another slash, the four corpses fell to the ground. At the same time, arrows and magic bullets filled the air, falling on the Shura's body. As for the archers and mages who could attack from afar, they were relatively confident.

The Thunder Emperor had once warned him with a face full of fear that he mustn't take the initiative to attack the Asura. This was because once the Asura was enraged, it would turn into a true killing demon.

Chen Bing'er's hands simultaneously shot out ice shields, blocking all of the attacks coming from behind her. However, over a hundred arrows, wind and earth magic still landed on the Shura. He suddenly stopped his footsteps, slowly turned his head, and swept his scarlet eyes across the crowd that was attacking him. He suddenly let out a strange low roar.

All the attacks stopped in an instant.

The Shura's internal organs were all churning, as if ten thousand streams of lava were flowing into his limbs and bones. His entire body suddenly erupted with a terrifying killing intent, as if a cold knife was piercing into their hearts, causing them to instantly feel as if they had been plunged into hell, fear and despair spreading throughout every inch of their skin, every single pore on their body.

The overflowing hatred and killing intent almost suffocated Xuanyuan Wan'er. She had cried for so long that she had almost lost all strength and tears. Feeling that terrifying killing intent, she knew that Xuanyuan Wentian was about to be drenched in blood again. Closing her eyes, her heart cried out: "Brother Feng, I'm sorry …"

In the hands of the Shura, Xuan Yuan had turned into a beam of golden light and disappeared.

"Xuanyuan sage's sword cannot be stained with too much innocent blood. Otherwise, it will definitely devour its master and then leave you. This is the only thing I can do … "Big Brother Feng, please wake up."

With his terrifying speed, he instantly charged into the ranks of the Heavenly Fiend Gang. At the same time, a black light flashed in his hand, and the pitch-black Demon God Sword drew a blue arc in the air. In the range of the explosion, dozens of blood blossomed out from the crowd.

In an instant, blood stained the ground and corpses were scattered everywhere.

Without any suspense, a one-sided massacre.

The bloodiness of the blood only increased the color of the Shura's eyes, and the slaughter continued. The sword of the Shura continued its slaughter. Within the thick blood, killing intent filled the air. The Shura's entire body seemed to have turned into an all-conquering bloody blade that crazily devoured everything around him, mincing, twisting, and then mincing again … Under the bloody massacre, all the members of the Heavenly Demon Gang felt their legs go weak. They could no longer afford to bother with the orders of the Heavenly Demon Storm.

From passively accepting the attack to taking the initiative to attack like a wild beast, no one could escape from his terrifying speed. With every blink of an eye, with every swing of the sword, the ground would be dyed with the color of blood.

A girl who had just logged on fainted from fright due to the bloody scene in front of her. However, before she could fall, a pitch-black sword had pierced through her body …

The target of the enraged Shura's massacre was far more than the person who provoked him.

The furious Shura had killed ten people in a single step, causing the Blood Slaughter Mansion to turn into a world of blood. His figure dashed towards where all the others were alive, and the dripping blood on the Demon God Sword carried away one after another of their lives.

Under the Shura's pressure, the surrounding people clearly understood that no matter how they fled, they would not be able to escape the Shura's slaughter. It was as if a merciless wall had trapped them in the line of death. A group of people with the determination to die might erupt with earth-shattering power, but they did not … The formless pressure that came from the Purgatory only brought them endless despair, and they had no way to resist at all.

The Shura's blood sword penetrated one fragile chest after another, cutting off one soft body after another. The mournful wails and screams of the Infernal God's sword wove together to form a melody of death.

As if he felt that his killing pace was too slow, the red light in his eyes flashed, and the blood-red wings on his back instantly expanded, bringing him into the air, looking down on the tiny human who was frantically fleeing. A bloody "plasma storm" surged out like a tidal wave, flooding his entire field of vision in the blink of an eye, engulfing half of Sky Dragon Square. Unfortunately, the thousand Imperial City Guards had just arrived. They didn't even have the time to show their faces and fight back before they were killed by the violent winds.

Death was also a form of release!

The Celestial Dragon Square that was bustling a few minutes ago had suddenly turned into a slaughterhouse in the blink of an eye. Amidst bloodshed and screams, a scene of hell had appeared.

Other than the indifferent Chen Bing'er, who had her eyes closed, there was no other life around her. The Shura had lost his target, and his anger that couldn't be released finally subsided. Other than the sound of the Demonic God Sword dripping blood onto the ground, there was no other sound.

In the distance, a figure appeared from the transmission array. The moment that the Asura had activated the plasma storm, he had entered the transmission array as fast as he could and returned to the Wind City. Otherwise, he would have been killed in an instant.

Looking at the Heavenly Dragon Square which was stained red with blood, Xiao Tian almost fell limply to the ground. He could not imagine what kind of sensation and anger would result from thousands of players being killed by the Shura just like that … All of Shura's achievements, all of his halo, had been completely wiped out in these few minutes. What replaced it was a terrifying killing devil. He would become the object of conversation, of disgust, of fear, of hatred, of expulsion and destruction in every way possible.

The real thing is … The public enemy.

But his appearance was clearly a mistake.

The Shura's irritation had yet to completely dissipate. The moment he appeared, his gaze shot towards him. The bloody qi that had just subsided instantly erupted.

Xiao Tian was startled. Then, at this moment, a large white light flashed around the Shura's body.

These fifty men were dressed in silver armour and wielding silver blades. Each of them was a Silver Guard that was in charge of monitoring the order of the players in Sky Dragon Imperial City. They were few in number, but each of them were strong enough to be a Level 100 Silver Boss. And to send fifty at a time, it showed how important and cautious they were.

His cold-blooded eyes were like daggers as they cut through everyone's heart. The Demon God Sword in his hand continuously dripped with eye-piercing blood, his face was numb and emotionless like an ice sculpture, and the air suddenly froze as if there was a huge pot covering it, causing everyone to feel extremely stifled, wishing that they could escape as far as possible.

The Silver Guard, who had always been afraid of the heavens and the earth, finally began to understand why their Gold Captain had sent so many people.

A pungent smell of blood gushed over. The guard who was leading the group resisted the urge to vomit, tremblingly taking a step forward, "Senior emissary, we..."

A low and muffled roar that sounded like that of a wild beast interrupted his words. He had just raised his head when a flaming greatsword rapidly enlarged in front of his eyes and pierced through his body …

Before his body could fall to the ground, the bloody Demon God Sword had already been pulled out, spraying out blood-red ice shards in front of him …

With the arrival of the Silver Guards, the slaughter that had just stopped started once more. The slaughter of the Shura grew more and more intense.

… ….

Everything in the Skydragon Plaza was displayed in front of Empress Shuiyue's eyes. She looked at the scene in front of her with a deadpan expression, her face turning paler and paler.

"White haired Asura …" Is he really the white haired Asura from the prophecy? "

Zhang Tianzhi, who was trying his best to display the "Soaring Sky Eye" in front of everyone in the Sky Dragon Square, shook his head with a miserable expression. He did not even dare to look forward.

"Why is it that I see the Shura who will bring endless calamity to the common people, and not the Shura who will save the common people …"

Her voice became weaker and weaker. None of the silver guards were a match for the Shura. Even the few divine level guards in the palace were not a match for him. His last hope lay with the Golden Dragon.

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