Chapter 572: Suraro King

"Kill, kill, kill."

The killing is constant, the blood flows into the river, the murderousness is filled, the **** on earth, and the Shura is boundless.

The killings continue to spread and continue to spread. At this moment, in the battlefield of Shura that Wang Chen turned out, this vine has already killed his eyes.

He seems to be a bloodthirsty madman who constantly kills one after another.

One after another Shura, constantly falling under his feet, lying next to him.

At the side of Fujisawa, a huge body of corpses has already been piled up.

And Fujisawa, the real power is constantly consuming, constantly squandering.

He doesn't kill and can't, because these Shura are true. This is really Shura. He can only be killed without killing these Shura.

This is the most horrible place in the battlefield of Wang Chen. The virtual reality is virtual, the reality is virtual, there is no difference between nothingness and reality. This is the most terrible thing in the field of six reincarnations.

And with the killing, Fujisawa gradually felt tired. With the killing, he gradually felt that Shura was getting stronger and stronger, and more and more crazy.

At the beginning, these Shura were attacking him a little bit, and he could easily kill him, but now.

Now these Shura are in groups, and it is extremely difficult for him to kill.

More important is strength.

These Shura, at first, may be the strength of an ordinary first-time warrior, even the strength of the Emperor's martial arts, and now.

Now, these Shura have gradually become stronger.

These Shura, the current strength, even when the Fujisawa did not take the violent drug, the strength is almost the same.

It’s not so easy to kill any of them.

"Ah, ah... bastard, die, die, ah..."

Crazy killing, let Fujisawa become more crazy, his face is awkward, and his body is already more than a lot of scars.

Under these scars, blood is dripping.

And these bloods are constantly stimulating his nerves.

He became a madman in the stimulation of pain.

Maybe, at this moment he is the real Shura, and the surrounding Shura is a kind existence.

"Calling..."

The breath of the big mouth, the line of sight began to blur.

The Shura in front seems to be blurred. In the sight of Fujisawa, there is only killing.

"Almost, Master Shura, although less than the strength of the six-armed Shura, is enough."

As Shura didn't know how much he died, in the dark, Wang Chen, who was watching with cold eyes, this moment, his mouth showed a sneer, muttering to himself.

Yes, almost, and many of these Shura died. Under the blood of Shura, the rest of Shura began to change.

At this moment, Wang Chen clearly saw that in his battlefield of Shura, it was already beginning to produce a Shura King.

Although it is only a preliminary, but the strength is not to be underestimated.

"Go, kill him."

When I saw this scene, Wang Chen whispered a faintly.

It seems to be talking to himself, as if to say to the Shura King.

Wang Chen’s voice fell. In the last place, the Shura King, who had just been turned out, seemed to have heard the instructions of Wang Chen and nodded.

嗷嗷嗷...

After that, he slowly stood up, stretched his muscles and snarled.

A root vein is bulging, and a piece of muscle is as hard as a stone, but full of explosive power.

The sly face, the Shura King at this time, is simply the king of hell.

He snarled and gave a deafening roar.

Between the ones, there was a bang in the air.

The Shura, who are still besieging the vines, heard the noise of this singer. It seems that they heard the order and shouted.

嗷嗷嗷嗷...

The sound of screaming rushes straight into the sky, and the momentum is amazing.

This scene even shocked the vines, and he looked very surprised.

This...what is it, what the **** is going on.

At this time, he even felt desperate and felt death.

In the distance, it is more than the ordinary Shura, the big Shura that is more than four or five times bigger.

What is it?

Is this.........

"Shu Luo Wang."

It seems to be a general thought, the vine's pupil violently shrinks.

King of Shura, yeah, he remembered.

The king of Shura, the king of Shura, has a king in Shura, and is not the king of Shura.

At the moment, that is the king of Shura.

The heart of the vines, this is a slap in the face.

The king of Shura, this is the most powerful Shura.

Now, these Shura, who are besieging themselves, are so powerful, and this Shura Wang... how powerful he will be.

The vine's face showed a look of horror.

And when the vines were terrified, the surrounding Shura was suddenly and quickly receded like a tidal wave.

哗哗哗...

Between the blink of an eye, thousands of Shura, it disappeared without a trace, as if this place has never had a Shura appearance.

It’s just that the battlefield that is full of Shura’s body is left to scare him.

There is no one, but there are eight hundred.

"嗷嗷嗷..."

Then, a loud roar came.

This squeak is like a roaring bell, and it is like a thunder.

咚咚咚...

After that, the huge Shura King quickly smashed toward the vine.

咻咻...

One hundred meters in a step, shrinking into the inch.

The distance of several kilometers is just a blink of an eye, and the king of Shura appears in the depth of the vine.

咻咻...

I saw this Shura, three heads and six arms. In the blink of an eye, the few hands were directly caught in the vine.

"Not good."

Seeing this scene, Fujisawa exclaimed, and he quickly rushed to the side to dodge.

噗噗...

This is so, the body of the vine is still a few more wounds.

"Hey, beast, find death."

This time, again injured, Fujisawa is very angry.

"Go to hell." With the power that broke out at this moment, the soldiers in his hand suddenly danced and slashed directly toward the Shura.

"嗷嗷嗷..."

Seeing this scene, King Shura is not afraid.

He didn't hide, but he grabbed his hands directly toward the soldiers.

噗噗...

The blood is floating, and in the twinkling of an eye, the two hands of the Shura King are flying out.

砰砰砰...

At the same time, the rest of the hand is slamming on the body of Fujisawa.

This time, Fujisawa is simply unable to resist.

咔咔咔...

Clear and audible, I heard the sound of the sap of the vine.

噗噗噗...

The blood is so mad, the vines are so hit, the blood is directly killed.

The king of Shura... I used this method to fight with him. This is what Fujisawa can’t think of.

砰...

The body squats on the ground a few kilometers away. The vines seem to feel like a whirlwind, and the direct internal organs are already broken.

Every breath is so difficult.

嗷嗷...

However, it’s not over yet.

There was no killing of the vine, and the king of Shura snarled again to kill the vine.

The pain of the broken arm, Teng's stimulation of the Shura King, so that the Shura King is crazy.

蹬蹬蹬...

One hundred meters, a few steps, seeing him is approaching the front of Fujisawa again.

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect... I will be defeated in a field today, Wang Chen, I did not expect that you have realized such a terrible Shura field."

Looking at this scene, at the moment, Fujisawa smiled again and again.

He is not reconciled.

He wants to kill Wang Chen, but now he is trying to be killed by Wang Chen. This is how big it is.

Especially this battlefield of Shura...

Unexpectedly, there is still the existence of King Shura.

Now, he is seriously injured, and he sees that there is no resistance. In this case, how does he compete with Wang Chen?

Not reconciled, can you wait for death?

What is even more tragic is that after entering this field, he didn't even see Wang Chen's figure.

It’s like your own ice and snow. You don’t need to shoot at all, you may be able to kill your opponent. Unless your opponent is strong, you have to shoot.

Doesn't it be so weak that Wang Chen doesn't need to shoot, can he kill himself by using the field alone?

This is a shame, how can he be willing.

"No, Wang Chen, you want to kill me, hahaha... You can't think about it, wait, wait, I will come back, I will come back again."

When you look at it, you will be killed in the hands of King Shura. The vines are finally roaring wildly.

With a pale complexion, blood hangs from the corner of his mouth. At this moment, he is snarling with powerlessness, but his expression on his face is extremely embarrassing.

"No, he wants to go."

Hearing the sudden roar of the rattan, listening to his words, secretly, Wang Chen suddenly jumped in his heart, a bad feeling filled open, as if the rattan can disappear at any time.

How is this possible?

This is your own field, your own space.

Impossible.

"Kill him, King Shura, kill him soon."

When Wang Chen was roaring, he couldn’t help himself anymore.

The body shape flashed, and Wang Chen appeared in this battlefield of Shura.

"Hume."

In the music, seeing the injury of Fujisawa has one more mark, Wang Chen even decided his own thoughts, and he shouted loudly.

"Go."

The hands of the forces of the forces, Wang Chen 狠狠 甩, people did not arrive, the sword first.

咻咻...

The long sword broke through and went straight to the vine.

"Ha ha ha... Wang Chen, you are too late, too late, hahaha... You can't think of killing me, I don't think about it."

Seeing that Wang Chen finally appeared, looking at the Shura King, who was close at hand, the vines at the moment were struggling to reveal a crazy smile.

The next moment, he crushed the seal in his hand, the smile on his face, at this moment is also more strange and crazy, and deep hatred.