One flying kick after another, it was the Seven Sins attacking, and the slender beautiful legs burst out with unmatched destructive power. In contrast to Asura's huge body, the Seven Sins, as small as an ant, used speed and precision to attack.
The kick gained the advantage.
Qi Sin fell to the ground, and looked at Asura, who had just been kicked in the face by him again, to stand firm. Compared to the time before when he could easily be kicked to the ground, he was completely different. "Huh." His throat started to beat, and Asura's body moved slightly.
It expanded, then suddenly closed the distance, and the speed increased. Qi Sin tried to retreat to a distance that the opponent could not reach, but Asura would not let her do so easily. Its punch hit Qi Sin, like
The boxer's fatal jab, which had been charged for a long time, sent the petite body flying into the air, hitting the rows of tall poplar trees outside the temple. It stayed in mid-air for a moment with its back pressed against the tree pole, and then landed.
Back on the ground, Qi Zui, who was kneeling on one knee, covered the corner of his mouth, and a trace of bright red blood flowed down. This was probably the first time he saw his own blood after waking up, right? Qi Zui was a little stunned.
"What's wrong, is it so unbelievable to be knocked down by me? Now I am no longer weak in the tunnel!" The huge figure pressed towards the Seven Sins, and the aura full of slashing covered his right hand.
, falling from the top, "Dang", the moment when the Seven Sins were slightly distracted, there was a figure blocking the front, the God of Death, Luo Minmin.
"What a coincidence, I'm not like you anymore." A huge pressure came from the long handle of the sickle, and her feet slid back slightly. Luo Minmin absorbed the attack.
Then came the perfect release.
"Death Burial Dance." The explosive spiritual energy hit Asura's chest, and then the other party began to take a few steps back, but it was only a few steps. "Isn't it enough to make you fall?" "Then I want to see it.
If I fall, use stronger power!" Several talismans flew to Asura's body, and then his spiritual energy broke through again, "I won't lose to a young guy like you!"
"You're right... we can't lose." Zhuge Qing, covered in blood, lay on the ground, but he continued to inject spiritual energy into Asura's body, and he was still obsessed with victory.
"Crush them all, Asura!" The hysterical roar, in Bai Yu's opinion, Zhuge Qing has gone crazy, but only he who is lying in a pool of blood knows that he is more awake than ever, and his whole body is
The wound pierced by the spiritual energy arrows continued to surge with pain that almost made him faint, but he endured it all.
"Kill them!" The strong negative emotions also made Asura become violent.
Luo Minmin spun the sickle in her hand and got into a fighting stance, but at the same time, two spiritual energies had arrived, and they were ordered to attack the gods of death from Asura.
Tiepao and Nanzhi.
"Found it." Landed with a bang, the iron cannon was covered with armor. In the chaotic moment of the city, he captured Asura's unique and evil aura, "Is it Luo Minmin? Is this guy Asura?"
That's wrong." "Ah, yes, I remember that you are the Iron Cannon under Lord Akimichi and the Nanzhi under Lord Claude." Luo Minmin's memory has always been good, and she named the two helpers one by one.
, Nan Zhi walked behind Tie Pao with a smile on his face, "Leave it to us next, after all, this is the purpose of our coming to the world." While the three of them were talking, Bai Yu observed the gods of death from a distance. According to Wen Jing
As he said, those two guys should be among the people who attacked her.
"The Gods of Death are indeed guys you can't trust." Perhaps one day, these two Gods of Death will turn their guns and attack him again.
"No matter who comes, I can kill them all!" Asura stepped forward, first pulled his right fist back, and finally swung it out with all his strength. The iron cannon in front of him blocked it without hesitation, and his arms merged in front of his eyes.
The two shields combined to form a huge iron shield, and the "bang" was like the sound of air being compressed to the limit and then detonating. The shield that the iron cannon was proud of was destroyed by the slashing ability in an instant, splitting into several pieces.
Tiepao himself almost flew out and then glided out, but the gap was enough for Nanzhi to do something.
He jumped into the air, pulled out the bowstring, and shot three arrows in succession.
In mid-air, the arrows spread out like three sharp falcons, hitting Asura's unprepared position one by one.
"Ah...ahhh..." The pain stimulated the madness of the disaster. The Asura who calmly fought in the underground tunnel that day no longer exists. Today, it is a mixture of Zhuge Qing's resentment and the darkness of the disaster itself.
A combination, an out-of-control monster.
"Chop you all into pieces!" He opened his five fingers and pushed forward again. The shield on the iron cannon's arm had been reassembled. He faced the opponent with an unchanged expression, "I have adapted to your destructive power. This time
, you will not be able to break through my steel castle!" He merged his heavy arms again, and the combined shield continued to grow in size, and finally it was almost the same size as Asura.
"Do you think getting bigger means getting stronger?" He slapped his palm heavily on the shield, and the cutting power began to invade the iron shield in front of him. A strange cracking sound could be heard, but it did not shatter. Asura's
Ability is blocked.
"Thank you, Tie Pao." Going around the shield, Luo Minmin rushed forward dragging the sickle, injecting spiritual energy into the blade, and slashed it out in one breath, "Purgatory Lotus!" The afterimage brought by the blade was like blooming in hell.
The lotus flower exploded on Asura's chest. This time, the dark body showed signs of rupture.
"Then, it's the final blow." Nan Zhi, who was standing on the shield, stretched the bow string to the maximum, and the arrows formed by condensed spiritual energy were getting bigger. "You just said that getting bigger means changing."
Strong is incorrect, I cannot deny this, but there is one thing you have to remember, the bigger the appearance, at least the power will not be too weak!" There was a sizzling noise in the air, coming from the terrifyingly large gun
"You... these gods of death..." Asura stretched out his hand forward, as if he wanted to block it. Through the gap between his fingers, he saw Nan Zhi's determined expression.
Ah...it's really annoying, the expressions of the gods of death that seem to control everything.
A smile appeared on Nanzhi's ordinary and unattractive face, and he smiled coldly: "Do you think you can stop it? It's over - Sun Lun." Released his fingers, and under the strong momentum, the arrow was fired.
The arrow leaves the string and flies straight towards Asura. There is no need to look for the opponent's weak points to attack. This arrow is enough to destroy Asura!
I saw white light penetrated Asura's chest, spreading the scar cut by Luo Minmin, and the huge body flew into the air without any force, and finally hit the ancient temple, "Crash!"
The ancient building could not withstand the torment and was completely crushed into pieces.
"Boom" amidst the continuous sounds of impact and collapse, Wanquan Temple officially became history.
The Asura on the ruins had become transparent and blurry. Nan Zhi jumped in front of it. As the god of death who gave it the final blow, he was naturally qualified to enjoy this power.
"No... stop, that's my thing. You group of gods of death are always like this. You ignore human life, trample on our way of survival, and think you are omnipotent gods... In the final analysis, you and those disaster-stricken people are going to end up like this.
What's the difference?" Zhuge Qing propped up her body with both hands and crawled hard towards Asura, who had no response, "Stand up, if you also feel my anger!" "It's so noisy!" Nan Zhi turned around
At that moment, Zhuge Qing was kicked away, "How many humans have died has nothing to do with us. Instead, when death comes, we can become the god of death. Isn't it great?" "That guy, are you serious?
?" Bai Yu felt a discomfort that was hard to describe. If I had to say it, it was disgust for the gods of death in front of him.
They simply look down on humans trying to survive.
Zhuge Qing rolled on the ground, suppressing the tumbling stomach acid. The burning pain made him fall into coma and wake up again and again.
"I can't lose..." No one paid attention to his roar, just because he was a defeated dog.
Nothing can be done again?
Ten years ago, the Zhuge family in Wollongong.
Zhuge Qing was not outstanding when he was young. Under the brilliance of his father Zhuge Jin, he was a little ordinary.
But he also has people he wants to protect with his life.
My sister Zhuge Lanxin.
"Brother, Lan Xin wants to marry you when she grows up." "Haha, fool, that's impossible, but I will always protect you, because you can't live without my sister." In Wollongong
In the bamboo forest, they held each other's young hands, talking intermittently about worry-free children's words and dreams, and walked towards their home.
This is the happiest time. Even if you are beaten and scolded by your father because you cannot complete your training goals, you can forget it because of your sister's smile.
Lan Xin is his most precious treasure.
On that heavy rainy day, Zhuge Qing rushed into the yard in panic. What he saw was a black calamity slowly standing up. It was supposed to be a prop captured by his father for experiments. Unexpectedly, while his father was out,
After escaping, "Brother..." At the feet of the calamity is the sister covered in mud. She is struggling in fear, but she doesn't know that this makes the calamity more happy. "Humans, pay the price for your own sex."
Let's do it." It spoke, and the disaster in LV2 had acquired preliminary wisdom. It was looking at the defenseless Zhuge Qing with a joking look in its eyes.
"Let go of Lan Xin, Dragon King's Curse!" Three talisman papers flew forward, and even the head of the flying dragon couldn't be pieced together.
"Hahahaha, what kind of attack is this? Kid, are you looking down on the battle?" He stretched out his palm, crushed three weak talisman papers, and threw them into the puddles in the rain. "It's not over yet.
"Thunder..." "Bang" Calamity's right arm suddenly stretched out and hit Zhuge Qing in the face.
The young body spun twice in mid-air and landed awkwardly.
"Then, let's start my meal." Disaster bent down and opened his mouth.
"Stop..." Lying in the muddy rain, Zhuge Qing crawled forward like crazy. However, this scene only added the joy of eating to the disaster. "Brother..." Zhuge Lanxin finally looked at Zhuge Qing.
There is reluctance and sadness.
Only there is no resentment.
She doesn't resent Zhuge Qing's powerlessness because both of them are weak.
However, such tenderness turned into a curse, piercing Zhuge Qing's heart and reaching the depths of his soul.
"Goodbye..." "Crack" Disaster bit Zhuge Lanxin's neck, blood splattered everywhere, staining the once beautiful and flawless face red.
Angel's broken wings.
Zhuge Qing wanted to cry but had no tears.
The heavy rain enveloped him, and he forgot the time and who he was.
After that, Zhuge Qing left the old house and began to travel around the world with his hatred of disasters to hone himself.
In order to take revenge, eliminate all the disasters in the world.
Of course, he couldn't forgive the gods of death either.
Indulging in disasters.
"Um...ahhhh..." Zhuge Qing got up from the ground and felt that his hands and feet were about to become crippled. The pain that seemed to tear out his nerves made him almost fall down again, "Why, the God of Death is obviously so powerful, but why?
That day, why didn't you come to save my sister? She was eaten alive by the disaster. Isn't it your responsibility to eliminate those monsters? "
"Oh? That's really unfortunate." Tie Pao walked up to Zhuge Qing and pushed the scarred man to the ground with a gentle push. "Our task is to maintain balance. You should thank us for helping you."
Guarding the stable cornerstone of this world, instead of being angry that a little human died and was not saved. Your sister died. It can only be said to be bad luck." "You...ahhhhh..." Zhuge Qing was here
The ground roared with a throat that was almost bleeding, and his connection with Asura was interrupted. Nanzhi turned the huge disaster into the nourishment of his own disaster, and the crusade was over.
Bai Yu had an indescribable feeling as he witnessed the scene in front of him.
Qi Zui seemed to have noticed something, and quietly walked up to him, wanting to say something.
In the distant woods, the count and Ye Shou had been watching the battle for a long time.
"As you said, in the previous battles, those gods of death have not used their strongest tricks to deal with me." Ye Shou said with emotion, but it was still not afraid, and it did not use its full strength.
"It's time to come to an end. Zhuge Qing's role ends here. Let's start my tea party." The earl snapped his fingers. In an instant, the powerful spiritual energy centered on its body and continued to spread.
Bai Yu and Qi Zui felt the sudden spiritual energy at the same time, and closed their eyes without having time to resist...