Shura’s Wrath

The world of "God Moon".

Although it was already midnight, the number of online players was not much less than during the day. In a dangerous area where the level of monsters is far higher than the average level of players, Xiao Qiufeng alone holds a big black sword in both hands, and walks among a group of monsters exuding a terrifying aura. whistling. Suddenly, his communicator rang quickly, Xiao Qiufeng frowned, quickly shook away the surrounding monsters, then retreated violently, came to a safe area, and connected the call.

A deep voice came from the intercom, and after only three sentences, Xiao Qiufeng frowned, and growled, "What are you talking about? Ling Tian?"

The call ended quickly, and Xiao Qiufeng's face became gloomy and uncertain. He frowned and pondered for a while, then immediately connected to Yunfeng who was also online, and said straight away: "Something has happened."

"What?" Yun Feng on the other side asked suspiciously. It was very quiet around him, obviously he was leveling alone in a desolate place. Of course, what these true powerhouses pursue most is the personal ability that can overwhelm everything.

"Ling Tian's true identity has been exposed, and just tonight, he was attacked by the Long family... It is very likely that Long Tianyun initiated the attack." Xiao Qiufeng said in a deep voice.

"Wh... what?" Yunfeng was taken aback, and said in surprise, "This... this is impossible. With Ling Tian's ability, how could it be so easy to find, even if he is found, he will detect it in advance, is... Did something go wrong, did they find the wrong person?"

"Tianyuan Community, Villa No. 12. Real name... Ling Chen." Xiao Qiufeng said slowly. As the largest underground force in Jinghua, the Soul Alliance, their intelligence network is of course no small matter. He now knows all about what happened there.

"!!!!" Yunfeng broke out in cold sweat instantly: "This...how could..." He suddenly had a cleverness, and said hastily: "What happened after that? Ling Tian was attacked by the Long family, did he escape? What about his sister, Shui Ruo? Was anyone injured?"

Xiao Qiufeng breathed out slowly, and said: "Long Tianyun hated Ling Tian to the bone, and in order to wipe it out without fail, he did not hesitate to dispatch a total of seventy-five iron dragon troops... But the result was unbelievable. Seventy-five None of the five Iron Dragon Army returned after they left, and all of them died. But...the Iron Dragon Army actually used heavy weapons, and Ling Tian’s house was completely blown up, and it must have killed someone important to him. It caused Ling Tian to go completely insane, and the sound of his madness was heard by almost all the residents of Tianyuan Community..."

"A certain important person... who is it? Who is it?" Yun Feng's voice began to tremble, and an extremely terrifying thought that he never wanted to believe appeared in his mind, which could drive Ling Chen crazy... ...Could it be...Could it be...

"According to the information I got, after the explosion, I haven't found any news about Ling Tian's sister, and the little girl in Ling Chen's family has been crying for her sister, maybe..."

Pa... Xiao Qiufeng clearly heard the sound of something falling to the ground on the other end of the communicator.

Yunfeng will never forget that when he first met Ling Chen and Shui Ruo, Shui Ruo was sitting in a wheelchair, Ling Chen was slowly pushing behind him, his movements were so careful and gentle, and the eyes he looked at her were so warm and gentle. If you are looking at things that are more important than your own life, you will never forget his excited and incoherent reaction when he got the 13223 potion, and he will never forget that he guarded the water with the terrible virus for three years...

On the first day, he knew how he felt about Shui Ruo, what Shui Ruo meant to him, and even more what it would mean to him if Shui Ruo left...

That would be a desperate blow like the sky and the earth splitting and the world collapsing.

"Then...then...Ling Tian is now...he..." Yun Feng's voice was completely shaking. This sudden news was like a bolt from the blue to him.

"He broke into the Long family alone, killed a large number of members of the Long family, and has now entered the interior of the Long family. Obviously, he is seeking revenge... and he is also looking for death."

Snapped!

As soon as Xiao Qiufeng finished speaking, the call was hung up. Xiao Qiufeng lowered his arms. After hesitating for a long time, he picked up the communicator again and quickly connected...

"Qiqi, are you asleep... I have something to tell you. After I finish speaking, you must not be in a hurry..."

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Murong Xiongtian's tragic situation shocked all the supernatural beings in Longyu, and they rushed towards Ling Chen like crazy, trying to rescue Murong Xiongtian. At this moment, a loud shout came from behind, accompanied by a dazzling cold light like a star.

brake!

The icy sword light is like a shooting star passing by in the dark night, piercing everyone's eyes. This is the amazing sword light of Qingfeng Sword, the strongest sword belonging to the Xuanyuan family. They all stopped, and then they all showed surprises. Because... the Patriarch of the Xuanyuan family finally took action in person!

The approaching light of death caused Ling Chen's upper body to lean back spontaneously, his feet slammed on the ground, and his whole body slid back against the ground for a distance of more than ten meters like an arrow shot out. The sword light did not cause fatal injuries to him, but a long bloodstain appeared on his forehead, and a strand of hair also flew down as he retreated.

The supernatural beings from Longyu rushed forward immediately, and hurriedly lifted Murong Xiongtian's body out. Murong Xiongtian's mouth, nose, eyes, and ears were all bleeding, and he had completely lost consciousness, but his breathing was still steady, which gave them a long sigh of relief, and hurriedly carried him to the car in the backyard, He was sent straight to the hospital... He is the majestic master of the Dragon Realm, the most powerful person in China, and the god-like existence in the heart of a soldier, but he was severely injured to such an extent by Ling Tian, ​​who was exhausted and his strength and life were near... That Ling Tian God, what a monster or devil he was!

Ling Chen's body tremblingly stood up while shaking, touched the wound on his forehead, stained with blood. Around him, there were already eight young men in their twenties, each pointing at him with a slender sword. He raised his head and looked at the fifty-year-old man in front of him, who was holding a blue long sword and had a silent face. Two words overflowed coldly from the corner of his mouth: "It's...you!!"

Xuanyuan Sheng narrowed his eyes and stared at him indifferently: "Oh, I didn't expect you to remember me. You ran away six years ago, but in the end, you were still going to die under Qingfeng. You killed so many people and were seriously injured Murong Xiongtian, even if you die... that's enough!"

How could Ling Chen not remember this person. When he was young, he endured countless cold looks from him. When he was with Xuanyuan Diewu, he would order Diewu to leave him forever in front of his face and never have any contact with him again. Six years ago, it was also him who left six extremely serious wounds on his body, three of which were dangerously fatal... Of course, it was also because he was exhausted and injured countless times under the heavy siege of the Long family. Otherwise, how could he be afraid of Xuanyuan Sheng. Xuanyuan Sheng has practiced for decades, and his strength is indeed unparalleled, but the spiritual and strength training he experienced in heaven and hell is beyond the imagination and endurance of normal human beings. His body, strength, spirit, and speed have all reached the terrifying heights of superhumans, and how could he be inferior to a mortal who uses cold weapons!

Since he was a child, he hated Xuanyuan Sheng, or in other words, hated everyone in the Xuanyuan family except Diewu. He also remembered the trauma Xuanyuan Sheng caused to him six years ago, which was a resentment and shame he could never forget. Now, he met him again, and resentment and shame surged like a wave... His body was already weak and numb, as if he no longer belonged to him, but he could die, and he would not allow himself to continue living, but he would never Can't die at his hands.

Ling Chen stretched out his soft hands, and slowly clenched them into fists, drops of blood slowly dripping from his left and right hands: "You want... to kill me...in your next life! The person who is going to die today... is... ……you!!!"

Xuanyuan Sheng sneered: "It is indeed an imposing manner that makes people unable to move. Your explosive power is more terrifying than anyone I have ever seen. In the state just now, you can hit Murong Xiongtian hard by surprise, but unfortunately, the situation just now has already It can't happen again."

"Stop talking nonsense with him, and deal with him immediately."

Long Zhengyang's shouts could be heard beside his ears, this person is too scary, if he survives for a second, he will not be able to feel at ease for a second. Xuanyuan Sheng straightened his body immediately, and pointed his sword at Ling Chen: "Struggle as much as you want...but, I will choose to give you a good time."

"You all retreat!!"

As Xuanyuan Sheng shouted, the eight men and women surrounding Ling Chen immediately dispersed and stood far away. Xuanyuan Sheng didn't delay any longer and swung his sword quickly. He was about to kill Ling Chen completely with one blow. He shot with all his strength, and in an instant he rushed in front of Ling Chen whose body was crumbling. The Qingfeng sword in his hand disappeared and turned into countless illusory sword shadows, covering Ling Chen's body mercilessly.

The breath of death rushed towards his face, like countless steel needles piercing all of Ling Chen's nerves, his pupils dilated, and under the mental stimulation, his body retreated in a distorted posture... But his half-conscious consciousness was already in the air. Losing the ability to control his body, the countless deadly sword shadows still covered his body.

Chi~~~~~~~

Thirteen flesh cutting sounds overlapped and merged into one ear-piercing tearing sound. Ling Chen's body flew far away, sprinkled a shocking mist of blood in the air, and landed heavily on the ground. On his chest, shoulders, legs... there were thirteen long wounds criss-crossing with deep bone visible.

Thirteen swords in a flash, this is the power of the sword of the Xuanyuan family second only to the sword god Xuanyuandao.

"It's finally time to see Uncle Xuanyuan make a move. It's still amazing and unbelievable." Long Tianyun sighed, his eyes fell on Ling Chen who had fallen to the ground, and he sneered: "He should be dead already Well, if it's not dead, it's really a monster."

"... He is indeed not dead yet." Dao Xuanyuan said with a cold light in his eyes.

On the screen, Ling Chen stood up slowly... the thirteen deep and long scars on his body were extremely terrifying. Based on the injuries he suffered before, it was enough for a normal person to die countless times, and now he was hit by the Qingfeng Sword thirteen times in a row... He still didn't die, and still stood up.

Xuanyuan Sheng originally wanted to cut Ling Chen's body into dozens of sections, but the moment the Qingfeng sword was about to touch his body, Ling Chen's body moved back abruptly, and the speed of that instant made his eyes blink. It took a while, but it was this section of the move back that made his sword only scratch the surface of his body, not the inner organs.

Xuanyuan Sheng was shocked, but also secretly annoyed that such a weak dying person escaped the sword that would strike with all his strength. Seeing that Ling Chen was about to stand up again, his brows sank, and without giving Ling Chen any chance to breathe, he jumped up suddenly, pulling up to a height of more than three meters, all the sword intent gathered in his right hand, and the Qingfeng sword shot coldly , slashed towards Ling Chen's body... This time, there was only one sword, a sword that condensed all his strength and sword intent, and was about to cut Ling Chen's body in two from top to bottom.

The terrifying blade wind descended from the front and above, and even before it approached, it already caused Ling Chen's nerves to suffer severe pain like tearing. Ling Chen suddenly raised his head, and his eyes, which had almost lost all color, suddenly radiated an incomparably terrifying red light...

"The person who is going to die...is you!!!"

puff! ! ! ! !

Xuanyuan Sheng's sword fell and cut heavily on Ling Chen's shoulder, then fell... and then fell... the ten centimeter wide sword cut into half of Ling Chen's body in an instant, cutting off Ling Chen's shoulder bone... …

However, it was only cut in half.

This Qingfeng sword, which can easily cut even fine steel, was infused with all of Xuanyuan Sheng's strength and sword intent... But after the sword cut halfway through, it stopped dead, unable to fall again.

Xuanyuan Sheng's pupils shrank to the size of a needle's eye, Xuanyuan Dao was also in shock and couldn't believe his eyes at all. Blocking the Qingfeng Sword in Xuanyuan Sheng's hand with his body... This is simply impossible! ! How could such a thing happen!

"Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

The extreme shock and disbelief made Xuanyuan Sheng almost suffocate. In the time and space that seemed to have been frozen, Xuanyuan Sheng heard a roar that seemed to be in pain and despair. He saw a pair of red eyes that should not belong to humans, and felt the two A cold palm touched his body, grasping his sword-holding right arm and shoulder respectively, next to his ear, was the roar of a demon that seemed to come from hell...

Scoff! ! !

"Ahhhhhh!!!"

The pain at that moment overwhelmed Xuanyuan Sheng's nerves, causing him to let out an extremely miserable roar. He saw his own blood scattered, and his...right arm that was forcibly torn off from his body by Ling Chen's hands... …