"His name is Shura!" Even if he lost consciousness, he could still remember Mo Tian's name.
When Qin Yu mentioned the word Shura, a knowing smile appeared on his face, as if Mo Tian was standing in front of him.
"The brother of the God of Killing turned out to be Shura!" The warriors in the stands were completely shocked when they heard Qin Yu say his brother's name.
"I have long heard that the God of Death and Shura are closely related, but I didn't expect that they are actually brothers!"
"The God of Death has come out, hasn't that Shura come from the desert yet?"
"Then Shura isn't more powerful than the God of Death, so why is he still in the desert?"
"God of Death, Shura. What a pair of brothers." Le Fei laughed while playing with the folding fan in his hand in the stands.
In the corner of the stands, a man in black robes clenched his fists tightly, his eyes bloodshot.
Seeing Qin Yu, who was already a little crazy when his black robe exploded on the competition stage, he stood up silently and walked towards the front of the stand.
On the competition stage, Qin Yu was still attacking Bingke. Even if he lost consciousness, he still remembered the voice just now.
Only by killing Bingke Motian can he escape from the desert.
When he was in the desert, Qin Yu's first thought after finding the Gate of Life and Death was to find Mo Tian.
Looking back, I saw that the footprints I had left had long since been filled with sand and dust, making it impossible to find my way back.
Looking at the gate of life and death in front of him, Qin Yu was worried that there was only one gate of life and death here, and if he came out, Mo Tian would be trapped in it for the rest of his life.
After coming out, he met the man in black robe and listened to what he said. Qin Yu was even more sure that after he came out, Mo Tian would not be able to find the Gate of Life and Death, and would not be able to find a way out.
It was precisely because of Qin Yu's immense guilt that he had forcibly dragged Mo Tian away with him if he had known about it.
Because Mo Tian would be trapped in there for the rest of his life if he came out, Qin Yu could not allow this to happen.
In order to save Mo Tian, he embarked on this path.
Now, as long as he kills Bingke, he can save Mo Tian, even if Bingke is now at his peak, and he has run out of gas.
However, Qin Yu did not give up.
In his unconscious mind, Qin Yu only had one thought.
Kill Bingke and rescue Mo Tian!
"Brother, Xiaoyu will definitely save you!" This was Qin Yu's last words before he became unconscious.
Qin Yu on the stage was waving the iron sword in his hand like a madman. In fact, Bingke had retreated far behind Qin Yu, and Qin Yu's attacks were completely in the air.
"Where are the managers of the prefecture-level Shura field! Why is there no one to stop someone when they go up there!" An angry shout rang out.
Everyone in the stands turned their heads to look for the source of the sound.
However, the sound seemed to come from all directions in the earth-level Shura field, and it was impossible to know where it came from.
"This is an agreement between the God of Death and the earth-level Shura field. It is a matter of agreement now, so we will not interfere." A cold voice sounded from the sky.
"Okay, you don't care, I do!" The angry shout sounded again.
This time, they found the speaker.
A black shadow appeared on the competition stage like a ghost.
The man in black robe turned his back to Bingke, looking at Qin Yu who had lost consciousness. His hands under the black robe gradually clenched tightly, his eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, and his murderous aura was suddenly released.
The murderous aura swept through the entire earth-level Shura field like a tornado. For a moment, the temperature of the earth-level Shura field dropped sharply, and mist appeared when people exhaled.
"You!" Bing Ke said in surprise as he stared at the man in black robe who suddenly appeared in the center of the competition stage.
Turning around slowly, the man in black robe with only his eyes exposed smiled coldly: "My name is Shura."
Buzz——
The onlookers in the earth-level Shura field and Bing Ke on the competition stage trembled as if struck by lightning.
"Haven't you come from the desert yet?" Bingke looked at Mo Tian in front of him in disbelief.
From Qin Yu's words, he could tell that because he came from the desert, Mo Tian could not find a way out. Logically speaking, Mo Tian should still be trapped in the desert. How could he appear here?
"You're lucky, I just came out not long ago." The corners of his mouth raised, and Mo Tian's eyes flashed with blood.
A white figure quietly appeared behind Mo Tian.
"Murderous aura materialized!" Looking at the white figure behind Mo Tian, Bing Ke opened her mouth wide in surprise and her arms kept shaking.
In the stands, Le Fei, who was still looking at Mo Tian's appearance with a playful smile, his face froze and instantly became serious.
"Murderous incarnation, Shura, how powerful are you?" Le Fei gritted his teeth as the hand holding the folding fan became tighter and tighter.
The few warriors beside him who were still laughing and talking looked at the white figure behind Mo Tian and were so surprised that they couldn't say anything.
They are all in the top fifty on the Earth Ranking, but they have killed so many people, but they still cannot achieve the level of the incarnation of murderous aura like Mo Tian.
"Shura is so powerful and terrifying."
This is a sentence that comes to everyone's mind in the earth-level Shura field.
On the competition stage, Mo Tian's anger had reached its peak.
It's not because of Bingke, but because of the earth-level Shura field.
Taking advantage of the fact that Qin Yu didn't know that he had walked out of the desert, they wanted to use Qin Yu's hands to get rid of the people they wanted to get rid of.
Even if Qin Yu wanted to fight one on two, they would be indifferent.
If they fail, they will definitely kill Bingke, saying that he violated the rules of Shura Field.
Killing three birds with one stone is so beautiful!
"What a prefecture-level Shura field, this abacus is so good!" Mo Tian lowered his head and sneered.
"Shura, what are you going to do?" Bingke looked at Mo Tian, who didn't have the slightest intention to fight in his heart.
He could tell from the murderous aura condensed behind Mo Tian that he was no match for Mo Tian.
He is fifty on the Earth Ranking, but until now he can only materialize his murderous aura, and it is impossible to reach the terrifying existence of Mo Tian with a murderous aura.
Moreover, Mo Tian's murderous aura gave him the feeling of not only killing countless people, but also a heavy blow from the soul!
Facing Mo Tian, Bingke felt as small as an ant.
He is a warrior of the fourth level of fighting spirit, but for some reason, he cannot muster any fighting spirit.
"If my guess is correct, if the God of Death can't kill you today, then he will also be wiped out by the earth-level Shura field, right? You are being played like puppets on strings, haven't you noticed at all?"
Mo Tian said.
"Then what can we do?" Bingke said with a bitter smile: "We are all pawns in Shura Prison. No matter how strong we are, we will be played and applauded. Is it useful? They are stronger than us, so we can only accept our fate."
"It's you who are allowed to be slaughtered. Don't involve me." Mo Tian said coldly.
"This is the Shura Prison, so I will be the Shura of this Shura Prison!"