Chapter 364 Heartbreaking Trampling (Part 2)

The surprise was not only crying blood but not knowing, everyone saw those two glaring numbers clearly, and was so shocked that they couldn't speak for a long time. Is this the damage a novice sword can deal? ? How terrifying it would be if it was equipped with normal weapons.

Everyone has a new understanding of Shura's strength.

"Are you attacking? Why, are you scared? Scared?" Feng Xiao looked at his somewhat pale face with a sarcasm, and shook the short and thin sword in his hand.

Weeping Blood Wuming's face turns blue and turns pale, and he is at war with heaven and man in his heart. He is completely unacceptable to be defeated by the novice sword. After weighing the pros and cons, he gritted his teeth, "I think..."

Nourish!

A purple thunderbolt shot out from the sword in Feng Xiao's hand, wrapping around Weeping Blood Wuming's body with lightning speed, forcefully forcing the last word he hadn't spoken back into his stomach.

"Want to admit defeat? Did I allow you to admit defeat!!" Feng Xiao's eyes became ferocious, and with a force in his hand, he pulled the Crying Blood Wuming who was caught off guard, and fell to the ground. While the same ferocious thunder and lightning bound him tightly, it also devoured his life bit by bit. Soon, the blood tank of Weeping Blood Wuming was one-third empty.

Feng Xiao snorted coldly, retracted the soul-binding lightning rod, and just as Qixue Wuming was struggling to stand up with resentment on his face, a dark thorn flew out from his right hand and nailed to his shadow, making him His body seemed to be pulled by an irresistible force, unable to stand up.

puff!

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In the astonished eyes of everyone, Feng Xiao suddenly raised his right foot, and stepped hard on the weeping blood Wuming's chest. The huge sound made people's hearts jump, and even doubted whether the kick had pierced his chest.

Weeping Blood Wuming's internal organs twitched violently, and was almost knocked out by this powerful kick. This is a physical attack that is completely different from a weapon attack, and the feeling in all aspects is complete without any discount.

"Ding, you are physically insulted by player xx, you can choose to impose a third-level punishment on it, do you want to punish it?"

The foot that stepped on his chest was grinding vigorously, and the owner of the foot looked down at him like a conquered emperor, and the undisguised contempt made him feel extremely hated.

Click!

A thick thunderbolt fell from the sky and hit Feng Xiao's head, bringing up a huge green figure, and the mocking look on Feng Xiao's mouth became more intense. His right foot lifted slowly and fell heavily again, only this time, he stepped on his face.

A shrill cry resounded throughout the arena. These two kicks brought him pain that he had never experienced in his life, and even smashed his self-esteem to pieces. He seemed to see that his reputation in "Reincarnation" and his prestige in "Crying Blood Reincarnation" were all wiped away by this foot.

"How could he do this!" Bei Mingyudie frowned, she knew better than anyone else that this younger brother who grew up in admiration and doting had hardly ever been scolded, let alone insulted. Although she rejects him, they are connected by blood after all.

Unexpectedly, Duanmu Xiao didn't speak, he looked at Shura who was trampling on his uncle without blinking, as if he felt the hatred in his heart, his eyes shone with extremely complicated light.

"you you……"

Boom!

The hearts of countless players beat violently again. Shura's image was also engraved with cruelty and cruelty... This foot still stepped on his face, kicking back his spiteful voice. Feng Xiao looked at him with a sinister smile, that painful expression seemed to let him find an outlet for the resentment accumulated over the years, the movements of his feet became heavier each time, and trampled fiercely on that face that he hated.

"Trash! Trash! Trash! Aren't you arrogant! Don't you want me to die!!! Why are you crawling under my feet like a dead dog! Get up and kill me!!"

That frantic, almost roaring voice resounded throughout the arena. Everyone could clearly feel the resentment and anger in it, and they finally thought: Could it be that he has enmity with Asura? That's why they were treated like this?

Beiming Yudie's whole body trembled violently, and his brain became completely blank in an instant. Before she knew it, her eyes were blurred... That voice was a voice she would never forget in her entire life, and it was the pain in her heart that would always be engraved in her heart.

The extremely chaotic breathing finally caught Duanmu Xiao's attention, he turned around and froze suddenly. Because his mother had burst into tears at some point, and the white jade slender fingers clutching the hem of the clothes were trembling violently, with such strength that she almost wanted to tear it apart. He rushed to his mother in a panic, and wiped away the tears scattered on her cheeks with his little hand: "Mom...why are you crying...did Xiaoer make you angry...I, I don't watch TV Now, I'm going to study... Mom, don't cry, okay..."

She resisted the heart-piercing pain in her chest, and shook her head slightly: "It's none of Xiao'er's business, it's my mother who remembered some sad things."

The soft sobbing finally stopped, she looked at the big bright eyes in front of her with distress, grabbed his narrow shoulders with both hands, and said with a serious face: "Xiao'er, do you still remember that mom asked you to send me a message?" oath?"

"Remember, remember!" Duanmuxiao nodded quickly: "I swore that I would never use my cleverness to bully the weak, let alone use my ability to help the family deal with good people, otherwise, I will lose my mother forever."

Losing Mom forever... It was the most vicious spell in his mind.

"Yeah!" Beiming Yudie patted his little head with relief, turned his sad eyes to the figure on the screen, and stared at it obsessively, as if he wanted to engrave his image at this moment in his heart forever. Unknowingly, the tears that had been hard to stop began to slowly fall again.

"Xiao'er...his name is Shura, right?"

Duanmu Xiao nodded slightly. His mother's voice was as gentle as a gentle breeze, making his tears drip uncontrollably...he couldn't stop it no matter what.

"Mom wants you to make another vow." She tried her best to take her eyes away from that figure, with tears in her eyes, but her expression was unprecedentedly serious: "No matter when and where, you are not allowed to be with him in this life." Enemies. When you grow up and become the head of the family, you must do everything you can to find him...do everything you can to help him and his descendants. If you break your oath, you will lose your mother forever."

Without any hesitation or hesitation, Duanmu Xiao vigorously wiped away the tears on his face, raised his left hand and pointed to the sky with one finger: "I, Duanmu Xiao, swear again. No matter when and where, I will never be an enemy of Shura in this life. If I grow up and become the head of the family, I will do everything I can to find him... I will do everything I can to help him and his descendants. If I break my vow, I will lose my mother forever."

The immature voice is resolute and resounding. Beiming Yudie lightly pressed his raised little hand, and smiled softly: "Xiao'er is so good... When you grow up, mom will tell you why, okay? Then... Mom really wants to sleep now, Xiao'er can play by himself first."

The moment she turned her back, the world in front of her was once again blurred, and countless fine mercury stars floated on her footsteps walking back to the room. For four full years, she still hasn't escaped the heart-pounding pain and torment, or maybe she won't be really happy in this life. The only reason for her to live now is to watch her Xiao'er grow up slowly, and then find his real life.

The sound of the door closing broke his heartstrings completely. Duanmu Xiao looked at his hands and murmured: "Mom... What kind of hardships made you make the choice back then..."

"Because of me?"

The arena in Area A was completely in turmoil, and the painful and helpless screams came from Shura's feet one after another, making countless people's hands and feet cold, and their faces pale, as if the one who was trampled under their feet was themselves.

"Sura! I admit defeat for our young master, let us go quickly, otherwise... otherwise..."

The colorless barrier on the edge of the arena made it impossible for the large crowd who rushed to the stage to enter, and the blood-crying Kuang Dao Xin was gripped. If he could choose again, he would definitely do everything to make him give up the game. But... the facts in front of them are irreversible, and they may bear this humiliation forever.

"Otherwise what?" Looking at the almost empty blood tank of Crying Blood Wuming, Feng Xiao stopped his movements, stepped on Crying Blood Wuming's face, and asked with a sneer.

Weeping Blood Kuangdao was momentarily at a loss for words. What else? At odds? Immortal? Anyone who is a fool can see that this seems to be exactly what Shura wants. What's more, if it's more ruthless, which one of the Tiansha Gang, Demon Wolf Gang, and Blood Domain Gang, which is much stronger than Weeping Blood Reincarnation, has never said anything... But in the end, which one really did anything to Shura.

Weeping Blood Wuming no longer had the strength to struggle, and was trampled under Feng Xiao's feet like a dead dog. All the viscera and six internal organs seemed to have been dislodged, and all the bones in the whole body seemed to be shattered. There was only pain in his whole body, and only hatred in his heart... the hatred that penetrated to the marrow!

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