Chapter 057 Thirteen Shura [Second Update]

The ground seam is a hundred feet long and seven or eight feet wide, and the red pillar of fire can be shot out from the inside, and there are faint flames rolling and beasts roaring below.

The group of Wulin League and Guiyun Xinsheng stood on the side of the crack, and the Blood Killing League and the people of the temples stood on the other side of the crack. The four forces were afraid of each other, especially the Guiyun Villa represented by Wulin League, the Temples and Guiyun Xinsheng also focused on the players of the Blood Killing League.

Only 13 people came to the Blood Killing League this time. Thirteen bloody cloaks and thirteen ghost-like masks were dull and suffocating, but the three gangs 70 or 80 people dared not move easily.

"Thirteen Shura." Chang Heng sighed secretly that the number was right, but he didn't know if it was still the thirteen people. One hundred and eight generals of the Blood Killing League is just a unified name, and there are also four guards, thirteen Shura and so on.

Chang Heng stood at the outside, looking at the crack. There was a roar inside, and it seemed that a fierce beast was struggling out.

Chang Heng looked at the situation in the field, and his consciousness in the air was turbulent. Obviously, players from all over the world wanted to swallow the things below alone, but they were not strong enough, and they all formed a secret alliance.

The only one in the four directions who has been calm and has not made a sound is the thirteen people of the Blood Killing League, standing so straight, and the only one who makes a sound is the cloak behind them, trembling with the wind. Under the solemn and strange mask, thirteen pairs of eyes stared faintly at the bottom of the crack, and all the players of the three powerful gangs looked ugly.

The king of the gods took a step forward, touched his hands, and made a sound of gold and iron, and a faint light flashed on his hands. I think we should clean up the unrelated people. After saying that, he took a look at the 13 Shura of the Blood Killing League and then at Chang Heng.

"The low-key brother is my friend. Naturally, he is not an unrelated person." The swordsman had a cold face and made a cold voice like the sword spirit released by the long sword behind him. I don't care about the others."

Behind Mr. Jian, Mr. Mu Bai and the romantic Mr. looked at each other, but showed an ugly smile to Chang Heng. Obviously, Mr. Jian had reprimanded them and asked them to accept Chang Heng's existence.

Among the four parties, Guiyun Villa is the weakest. Guiyun Xinsheng looked around and stamped his feet fiercely: "If we continue to fight, we will have a hard time. You will also have a hard time. It's better wait for this place to open up your own skills."

The four forces, the three parties expressed their position, leaving only the blood killing of the thirteen Shura of the alliance. The blood killer led by Thirteen Shura slowly raised his head, and under the strange mask, a trace of blood flashed in his eyes.

"Either we die or you get out."

"What a big tone." Mr. Mu Bai couldn't stand it at first. Even if you boss kills the world here, you dare not say such a thing, just rely on you..."

"If our boss is here, you would have been so scared that you would have run away. How dare you talk nonsense here?" Blood killing Shura's voice was gentle, as if he was telling a simple truth, but he didn't care about the angry look on the faces of all the three gangs.

"Okay, good, I didn't expect the Blood Killing League to be more arrogant than before. I think I will meet your boss, but it's a pity that I haven't seen him. The king of the gods said angrily.

"You can't even beat an ordinary player, how dare you challenge our boss?" Blood killing Shura said plainly, but the contempt contained in his voice can be heard by anyone. The king of the gods always thought that he was well-cultivated, but in the face of the thirteen Shura, he could not suppress his anger.

"Don't talk nonsense with him and kill them together." Guiyun Xinsheng couldn't help it for a long time, and Chang Heng didn't know what deep hatred he had with him. When he saw the bloody killing alliance, his eyes turned red.

"Thirteen Shura, do it." Without waiting for the swords to reply, Shura was the first to issue an order.

The twelve Shura behind him issued knives at the same time, and the blood-red bone knives brought a blood light, as if they were coming from the sea of blood. At the same time, thirteen swords rushed to the nearest temples with the blood color of the sky.

"Ah"

With a few screams, several players of the temples could not dodge and were passed by the blood-colored knife light. Suddenly, their bodies were diagonally split in half, and some were cut by two knife lights at the same time, and their bodies were broken into four pieces.

"Kill." The king of the gods was furious and waved his fist. A piece of gold appeared on his fist, like the purest gold, smashing down with the vigor of the weather.

When

A Shura stopped the king of the gods with a blood-colored bone knife. The bone knife was bloody, and countless light flowed, colliding with the golden fist, making a sound of gold and iron. The bone knife bounced back, and the Shura strode back and stepped on 17 or eight footprints as deep as three feet on the ground. The king of the gods snorted, and a white mark appeared on his fists.

"Kill"

The unparalleled arrow god held the bow with his backhand. One person was more than one person's height, and the bow had countless strange lines, and the long bow with a thick thumb was slowly pulled away. There was no arrow on the long bow. In the process of the unparalleled arrow god pulling the bow, a little blue light appeared from his hand and gradually spread up and turned into a long cyan arrow.

"Go." The unparalleled arrow hand loosened, and the long bow, which was more than one person's height, made a buzzing sound. The small wind wrapped around the long cyan arrow, making a sad roar, breaking the space and going straight to one of the Shura.

The hammer god was silent, stepped out, and the ground jumped heavily. There was lightning on the right drum hammer, and countless electric snakes were entangled, just like the birth of Thor, punishing sinners. With a hammer, the air moaned and clicked, which seemed to be overwhelmed.

The Thunderbolt Knife God pulled back with his hand, and the huge bone knife more than two feet long behind him fell into his hand and raised it high. The same electric light flashed on the bone knife, and the surrounding space crackled, and countless cracks appeared. The long knife fell like the anger of the gods, and only the blood of the enemy could wash away this anger.

The sky axe god roared, a wheel. A big axe appeared in the air, and on the surface of the axe, depicting countless demons and monsters. There were giants driving away the beasts, and there were thousands of long monsters devoured the witches. At the center was a mountain, which split in half, and a huge axe was deeply embedded in the middle.

"Ha"

The sky axe god split down with an axe, like Pangu opening the sky. The surrounding air trembled violently, and a black crack appeared on the axe blade. It was a broken space, and I didn't know how to lead to the alien world.

The flying claw god's hands moved with ten fingers, silently, and his body was short, like a spiritual ape jumping, and like a cheetah raid. The black light flashed on his ten fingers, making a sharp roar, and grabbed the key to a Shura.

Except for the king of the gods and his generals, other players in the temple shouted at the same time and used their wonderful moves, or bone guns or bone spears or bone knives, emitting various colors of light and hitting the thirteen Shura at the same time.

The Temples and the Thirteen Shura began to take action, while Wulin League and Guiyun Villa did nothing else. The two gangs watched the fight between the temples and the thirteen Shura with relish and commented a few comments from time to time.

In the face of the fierce attack of the temples, his eyes, which had always been calm like water under the mask of Blood Killing Shura, showed a trace of excitement. He stepped on the ground, raised the blood knife in his hand and hit it forward heavily.

"Thirteen Shura, array."