A white light flashed behind Feng Xiao, and Yamamoto Dao with a gloomy face reappeared in the resurrection point. Such shame almost made his lungs explode. He roared, quickly pulled out the long black knife behind him, and charged towards him with a roar.
Hearing the voice behind him, Feng Xiao didn't even bother to turn his head and didn't even move his body. This made Yamamoto Dao feel nervous. His running figure flashed continuously, and finally suddenly appeared on Feng Xiao's right side as if teleporting. The dark sword instantly made three terrifying black arcs and struck Feng Xiao's body. body.
MISS, MISS, -1246…
Two gorgeous MISS and a ridiculous damage number for Feng Xiao. Feng Xiao finally turned his head and said, "The second master in Japan has so little strength?"
Yamamoto was completely stunned, unable to believe his eyes.
Although Feng Xiao's defense is less than one-third of his attack power, it is still 6088! It is several times stronger than that of ordinary players. It is already quite good for Yamamoto Dao to be able to break through his defense. Feng Xiao's basic evasion ability is also 4645, which can make all assassin-type professions envious and hit the wall.
Another ordinary stab with a level 0 novice sword, a yellow number -30664 appeared on Yamamoto's head, killing him instantly again.
"Tch, you dare to shout in front of me with such little strength. You are really overestimating your capabilities."
Yamamoto Dao appeared again at the resurrection point behind Feng Xiao, but this time his face had turned black, darker than the black knife behind him. He quickly rushed out of the protective range of the resurrection point, and the black knife in his hand began to shine with an ink-colored light the moment he stepped out.
"Shura! Go to hell..."
call! ! !
A gust of crazy wind swept past, and Yamamoto Dao, who had not yet finished charging up his special move, was killed instantly by Feng Xiao with a "Wind Scroll Dance".
"Not strong enough, a lot of nonsense." Feng Xiao curled his lips disdainfully again.
The Japanese players all stayed there, unable to say a word. The majestic second master of the Japanese country, Yamamoto Dao, who was worshiped by countless Japanese players, was so vulnerable in front of the Chinese Shura, and was treated like a newborn baby. Playing wantonly... Even Shura has been using a level 0 novice sword with no offensive ability! !
shame! Provoke...fear.
"Do you still want to die?" Feng Xiao turned away and stepped on the ink knife that Yamamoto Dao had just exploded. At the same time, he shook the novice sword in his hand and looked at the reappearance of Yamamoto Dao with contempt.
The resurrection point is nearby, which provides convenience for Yamamoto Dao, but also becomes his sorrow. And the novice sword in Shura's hand made him a huge shame.
"Kill him! Kill him quickly!!!"
His dignity and self-confidence were completely torn apart by Shura. At this time, Yamamoto Dao, who had been downgraded three levels in a row and had all his strongest equipment dropped, had completely forgotten his arrogant words of "you can't bully the minority with more". He yelled like a madman, just wanting this Shura who had ruined his reputation to die... die immediately! !
The third master was so frightened that he ran away like a dog, and the second master was casually killed again and again. The Japanese player felt like he was slapped one after another on the face, and his lungs were about to explode. And their last hope fell on Xue Ying. In the Japanese martial arts competition, she also killed Yamamoto Dao with one blow and won the first place. No one doubts her terrifying strength.
Yamamoto Micho's roar ignited the ferocity in the Japanese players' hearts, tearing away their dignity and face. After holding back for too long, they finally shouted a few times and rushed towards Shura who was surrounded in the middle.
"Ah!" Maple Leaf Blue Star let out a soft cry and shouted nervously: "With so many people bullying him, will the bad guy Shura... Will he..."
Maple Leaf Kuanglan glanced at Maple Leaf Blue Star with a strange look, and whispered: "Lanlan, haven't you always hated Brother Shura? Why are you worried about him again now?"
Maple Leaf Blue Star was startled, and then almost jumped up. The reaction was so violent that Brother Maple Leaf broke out in a cold sweat. "Who... who is worried about that big bad guy! I just hate those Japanese bad guys even more! Hmph!!"
"Uh...yes!" Maple Leaf wiped the cold sweat from his head without any trace.
Maple Leaf Haoran glanced at Maple Leaf Blue Star one more time, and his expression became a little solemn. A girl's heart can easily fall, but the little saint Xuanyuan must not fall in love with another man, absolutely not!
"Don't worry, as long as Shura steps into the resurrection point at the back, no one can hurt him. But I believe he will never do this... If one person can easily destroy a gang, how can he put these people in the same place? In the eyes.”
Click click click…
Gorgeous ice flowers bloomed in front of Feng Xiao, and a large piece of the cannon fodder that came up first fell down before he could take action. At the same time, the huge soul wings opened, and the sharp wing blades instantly killed all the players behind him.
The Japanese players were already full of anger, and with no one to organize and direct them, they all rushed towards Shura like headless flies. Feng Xiao was too lazy to move his feet, and he was too lazy to even change his weapons. He was swaying the novice sword in his hand and the soul wings behind his back, harvesting life one after another in an understatement. Most Japanese players have no chance to take action. But those bows, arrows and magic were completely ignored by Feng Xiao. With his extremely high defense and evasion, few players can hit him, and even if they hit him, very few can break the defense.
And those magic attacks of various types pose no threat to Feng Xiao at all. These Japanese magicians, who were overwhelmed by shame and didn't know Shura's background at all, had no idea that Shura was not only not afraid of fire and thunder magic, but could actually absorb damage. The splendid magic skills of various departments continued to fall on Feng Xiao, but they did not reduce his life at all. Coupled with Feng Xiao's health recovery of more than 6,000 per second, from beginning to end, he has never even used Darkness.
"Holy crap! It's a fight, it's finally a fight! Kill! Kill! Kill these little Japanese devils, hahahaha!!" Xiao Tian sat in front of the screen and jumped up and down excitedly, as if he was in Japan. It was as if he was the one who committed the killings wantonly.
The Japanese players fell down one by one, and kept resurrecting from the resurrection point at the rear. Some stared blankly at Shura, who was as invincible as a god, and some immediately changed their equipment and screamed to kill again.
"There will be no end if this continues." Feng Xiao glanced behind him helplessly, and his body finally moved.
"Holy Light Reincarnation!"
The terrifying ice flowers finally stopped, and were replaced by even more terrifying tornadoes of light. Although the fixed-point attack range of the Holy Light Samsara is not as good as the Ice Brilliance Breaker, its moving sweep range is far more terrifying than the Ice Glory Breaker. Wherever the light tornado went, corpses piled up in rows, and no one could withstand a blow. If Japanese players fell in small pieces before, now they fall in large tracts.
All equipment dropped on the ground, good or bad, was automatically taken away by Feng Xiao using the Demon Refining Pot. These Japanese people had no hope of recovering the dropped items.
Ten minutes passed in chaos, and the completely disproportionate fighting did not stop for a moment. To everyone's surprise, Shura neither chose to escape nor turned back to the resurrection point to temporarily hide. The dead Japanese people were resurrected again, new Japanese players continued to pour in from all directions, and the entire Emperor City Square was in chaos. But only the tornado of light never stopped, shocking countless eyes and nerves around the world. From the beginning to the end, he did not fall or escape. Only a large number of Japanese players fell. Like a god with endless life and invincibility. As for those Japanese players, they were like tiny ants that were constantly dying under his sword.
Tokugawa Itto's eyes were filled with hatred, and his hands made a squeaking sound when he squeezed them. With a "bang", the monitor in front of him was smashed to the ground and shattered into pieces, "Trash! Trash! Trash!! Let Xue Ying go and defeat him immediately! Tear him apart!"
"Yes! Yes!" The middle-aged man who had been standing respectfully behind him responded solemnly, and then stepped back carefully. Ten seconds later, a short guard cautiously picked up a new universal monitor.
Half a minute later, the monitor was smashed to pieces by Tokugawa Itto again.
Shura still rushed through the crowd with the tornado of light that was killing people, killing them wildly. Time passed in the seemingly endless killing. Gradually, the anger and hostility in the hearts of Japanese players dissipated little by little, turning into fear little by little. Many players sadly found that their level had been reduced to below level 50, all their equipment had been dropped, they had also lost their second-level profession, their attributes had dropped significantly, and their skills had disappeared.
Finally, people's hearts began to scatter, and everyone became in danger. Fewer and fewer players took the initiative to rush towards Shura. More and more players began to evacuate secretly, or fled crazily, or huddled in the resurrection point and did not dare to come out. A pair of eyes looked at Shura in fear. In Shura's hands, the originally inconspicuous novice sword was like a talisman from hell, with ghosts everywhere it went. No one would be stupid enough to rush forward even though they knew they were going to die.
"Oh my gosh...he's superhuman!"
"This is China's Shura... No! It's not an exaggeration to call him a true god."
"My heartbeat is about to stop. Oh my god... please God give me a man like Shura."
"Oh my God... He is actually holding a newbie sword. Ugh!! He is simply not human!!"
"Crazy! Really crazy! I can't be dreaming. God, when will I reach the realm of Chinese Shura!"