Legend of the Asura - Chapter 75

[Chapter 75 Emperor Sword Ziyang]

Feng Xiao felt that his body had gradually lost consciousness, and he finally understood why his adoptive father was proud of taking Ye Huangtian’s fifty strokes.

Half a minute later, it seemed that his body was no longer his own, and his consciousness began to gradually blur.

“Chaos… Chaos… tactics…”

A faint voice sounded in Feng Xiao’s consciousness, awakening a trace of clarity in him, his whole body was shaken, and the remaining consciousness forced the Chaos Art to recover, barely recovering the mobility of his right hand. With the palm of his hand, the light red sharp blade stabbed his thigh fiercely.

The severe pain made Feng Xiao’s consciousness become sober. He shouted, the power of chaos filled his body, instantly breaking through Ye Huangtian’s aura oppression, and his speed was maximized, turning into an afterimage and waving flying feathers to stab at Ye Huangtian.

No one has ever made me so deflated!

In the world of martial arts, only fast is not broken, Sword God, let me see how you can break my wind-like speed.

The qi machine was broken, Ye Huangtian Gujing Wubo’s face showed surprise, but he returned to calm in an instant, and there was an ancient purple sword exuding majesty in his hand.

Feng Xiao’s flying feathers were close at hand, Ye Huangtian did not dodge or evade, the right hand holding the sword swayed slightly, instantly weaving an airtight purple sword net, covering Feng Xiao’s whole body.

Feng Xiao seemed to feel that countless sword qi pierced his whole body. The opponent only had one sword, but it made him feel that there were countless swords waving together, completely blocking his path. strangle.

Feng Xiao was horrified, and quickly moved sideways, but it was a little too short, and there was a sharp pain in the left body, and countless shallow wounds had been carved by the sword energy on the left arm and left chest.

Ye Huangtian stood with a purple sword in his hand, as if he had never moved.

Feng Xiao was out of breath, and his heart was already turning violent.

One move, just one move hurts himself.

A sword transforms into countless sword shadows, and each sword shadow contains a tyrannical sword energy, making it impossible for people to evade or resist, not to mention approaching his body.

Ignoring the countless small wounds, Feng Xiao once again clenched Fei Yu’s hand, which was as light as nothing, he had decided to fight again, with his shocking speed, to bet that the Sword God would not have time to shoot.

Feng Xiao paused for a while, and his figure suddenly disappeared in place, and a red light was as fast as lightning, hitting Ye Huangtian’s right arm.

The Emperor Sword Ziyang, ranked third among the top ten divine soldiers in China, is a must-have for him in this life.

The whistling wind blew past his ears, and Feng Xiao had already increased the speed to the extreme. Suddenly, an extremely dangerous aura came from his right side—it was definitely not the aura brought by the Sword God, but it made him feel like he was nearing death.

Although Feng Xiao was still not confused, he instantly activated all the energy of chaos, exerted the power of chaos to the extreme, and forcibly reversed the space around his body…

Ye Huangtian saw a scene that shocked him… The blood emperor’s shadow wind, which was so fast that it was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, completely violated the rules of physics, turned back at the same speed in an instant, and disappeared into the dark night, the moment he turned back. , a silver bullet narrowly grazed the crook of his leg.

Any moving object that wants to stop or reverse motion must have an inertial buffering process whose speed drops to zero. Relatively speaking, the faster the speed, the greater the distance and the longer the buffering time. However, Feng Xiao completely violated this principle. It was like a light that suddenly hit a mirror, and was instantly reflected back at the original speed.

Ye Huangtian stayed silent for a while, sighed, put away the Ziyang Sword, and floated back to where he was hiding before.

“Old Xiao, you really couldn’t hold back your shot.”

Xiao Ying looked sluggish and looked at his hands in disbelief. After a long time, he said with a bit of loneliness: “As expected of the person who makes you so important. Twenty years later, I finally lost it once – and it was such a close position.”

“If you are not reconciled, there will be another time. He is a proud person and will never change his style because of our appearance. When he appears next time, he will definitely remind him of where he is going to appear.”

Feng Xiao was dizzy for a while, and finally fell on a wasteland, gasping for breath. The reversal of space just now almost exhausted all his chaotic power.

Going against the laws of the world, he could barely do it with the first layer of his Chaos Art. Yesterday, he pulled the space between him and Nanny Liu with one hand. It seemed easy, but it actually consumed most of his Chaos power.

“Sword God and Spy God are dispatched at the same time, it’s not so honorable to come to me on purpose.” Feng Xiao sat on the ground, slowly recovering his strength, the wound on his body was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

“To be able to escape from the swordsman and the sniper, it’s amazing, it’s really amazing.” Feng Xiaohe giggled twice, inadvertently pulled the wound on his chest, and grinned in pain.

Xiao Ying, the leader of the Huaxia Eagle Group, has eagle-like eyes and leopard-like reflex nerves.

“I seem to hear a vague voice awakening me, and it seems to be Wan’er’s voice… Huh, it must be an illusion.”

Feng Yao tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep, her heart was beating wildly. Because my brother still didn’t come back, this time, it was longer than any time before.

Feng Yao tossed and turned in endless torment and prayer.

“Clap—” A very slight landing sound rang from the balcony, and after a while, there was a softer door closing sound next door.

A happy smile appeared on Feng Yao’s face, gently hugging Xi Ruo’s soft body and falling asleep peacefully.

Looking at the wounds all over his body, a trace of indifference appeared on Feng Xiao’s face.

Seventeen wounds! Even if you are the Sword God, I will return it to you one by one!

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“Little darling, don’t keep looking at me, eat quickly.” Feng Xiao looked at her with a smile.

“Yeah!” Shui Rourou let out a soft hum, and continued to play with the egg tarts on the plate, thinking in her heart: Young Master, if you look at people like this, how can people eat them.

“Ding! Princess Shuiyue’s maid requested to enter, is it allowed?”

“Princess Shuiyue? You haven’t given up, are you?” Feng Xiao looked at Shui Rourou, who was also looking at him.

“Allow!” Feng Xiao pulled her out.

“Slave Xiaoyue visits the secret envoy and Princess Shuirou, and is specially ordered by Princess Shuiyue to return the supplies that Princess Shuirou left in the princess’s mansion.” The little maid said humbly. The four little eunuchs behind him carried a large pile of packed items.

“Princess Shuirou?” Feng Xiao looked at Shuirourou strangely, “Isn’t it about you?”

Shui Rou Rou lowered her head and said after a while, “I am the younger sister recognized by Princess Shuiyue, and also the goddaughter recognized by my father, the Emperor, so they all call me Princess. But I usually serve Shuiyue. It’s a princess, so it’s more suitable for me to be a maid.”

“Are you really a princess?!” Feng Xiao’s eyes widened, my mother, the Emperor Tianlong actually sent a princess to be my maid, what does he mean? Grace is not enough to send all the daughters to the door.

No wonder Princess Shuiyue fought me to the death for a maid yesterday, so I robbed her sister.

The four little eunuchs put their things down and bowed to say goodbye together with the little maid.

“Little darling, since you are the emperor’s goddaughter, why did he give you to me as a maid?”

“Because…because…” Shui Rourou twisted the corner of her clothes with her little hands, raised her eyes and said, “My father said that you are very powerful, and that only I am worthy of being your maid, and that you will definitely like me, and that… …and told me to listen to you in everything.”

I am powerful? Well, this is all found by you. Well, in order to repay your kindness, I accept your daughter unceremoniously.

It seemed like a good choice to tease the princess if there was nothing to do, Feng Xiao suddenly gave a wicked smile.

Shui Rourou subconsciously protects her chest, although it fails every time.

“Small…Master, where is Sister Xiruo?” Shui Rourou diligently changed the subject.

“That little slacker hasn’t gotten up yet, but he’ll be with you soon.”

“Who are you calling a slacker!” Yang Xiruo, who had just been online, walked out of the back garden with a smile.

“Xi Ruo, are you up? Have you eaten breakfast yet?” Feng Xiao hurriedly went up to hold her hand, and touched her soft buttocks with the other hand without a trace.

Yang Xiruo let out a soft “Ah”, her face flushed, she broke free from Feng Xiao’s hand and ran to Shui Rourou’s side.

“Sister Rourou, let’s go plant flowers and ignore this big bad guy.” After he said that, the two girls flew towards the backyard like two butterflies.

“It turns out that Xiruo also has a naughty side!” Feng Xiao smiled.

“Boss, is that Shura you?” Yang Aotian’s voice came from the intercom.

“Well, do you think your boss is unparalleled in heaven and earth. By the way, Aotian, why didn’t you go online yesterday?”

The opposite was silent, and after a while, he said, “Boss, Ruoruo will rely on you for protection.”

“Hehe, if you give a hundred hearts, I will definitely make her happy.” He understood what Yang Aotian meant, and without worries, he could carry out his revenge plan without any scruples.

“Level up and level up!” Even if Feng Xiao was reluctant, he still had to go to the ghostly death cemetery. Only there was the most suitable place for him to level up.

“Should we release Xiaoxiao?” Feng Xiao thought about it for a while, but gave up the idea, because if it was released, it probably wouldn’t have any effect, and he had to be distracted to protect it.

On the third floor of the Death God’s cemetery, a man’s wild laughter and countless pitiful roars began to sound again.