The 300 Heroes of the Manga

Cao Shurui, who has integrated all sword skills, still has some advantages in close combat.

Normally swinging a sword, the next blow may be a continuous net attack of three or even eight swords.

Although there is no time for Cao Shurui to twist the dimension, a simple combo is enough to force Arjuna to be defensive.

"Hey, sometimes I really don't understand whether he is a follower or I am a follower! Even the hero of India, he can be like this!"

"Cao Shurui..."

In the distance, crowds of onlookers Robin Hood and Nero watched this scene blankly.

They didn't expect that Cao Shurui still had the physical strength to fight his followers.

The battle between humans and demi-god heroes really fascinated them.

Although only Arjuna's bow is stronger, Cao Shurui's slash cannot be ignored.

It didn't take long before the fight, and the situation had heated up.

Both A Zhouna and Cao Shurui had already tightened their nerves.

Stepping into the realm of gods, sword skills are not inferior to magic spear; archery that crosses the battlefield of mythology and has been tempered through death battles.

Comparable opponents.

If it is distracted, the battle may end at that moment.

Whether it was Cao Shurui, who might die in a single blow, or Arjuna, whose spiritual core was in the heart, they might die because of a blow from an opponent.

"Tsk, can't watch it anymore! Since he rushed up, he was just buying time for us! He was rude, your Majesty, the little emperor, we must go quickly!"

Picking up Nero, [The King of No Appearance] opened immediately.

The two people, green and white, disappeared on the other side of the wasteland.

Bahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

In the violent rubbing sound, the bow and the sword crossed. After the dazzling sparks passed, Cao Shurui and Arjuna backed away at the same time and moved a distance.

"Well, this feeling... is really amazing. Although it's a bit worse than when you were facing him, this kind of faint hatred...Who are you?"

Shaking his hands and lowering his bow, A Zhou looked at Cao Shurui with a tangled expression on his face.

"Feeling hatred?"

Facing the hero of India, Cao Shurui raised an eyebrow.

"Well. How to put it... In the final analysis, this feeling is different from when I faced him. He is an existence that must be defeated, and you... are more like a usurper?"

"Ah? Ah ah ...... I understand, so ah. Tianshou is indeed a hero, Arjuna! Rama obviously are not aware of it."

The smile on Cao Shurui's face turned into a more realistic smile. There was a bit of hideousness in this smile.

"Huh? Have you met Rama?...No, what did you mean by that?"

Unconsciously, his hand pulled the bowstring slightly, and Ah Zhou frowned.

"You have the same divinity, but you are more sensitive than Rama — no, it's also possible that Rama was seriously injured, so I didn't notice it."

Cao Shurui dropped his sword holding hand and let out a sigh of relief.

The tight fight made his body temperature rise somewhat.

The active, or excited body, is eager to fight with the person in front of him.

Even if they can't use the slightest curse power, a godslayer is still a godslayer.

"What the **** did you notice?"

"I, don't look at this severe injury, it's actually very serious?"

"Injured...injured?"

A Zhouna looked at Cao Shurui for a while, but he didn't see where he was injured at all.

Shaking his head slightly, Arjuna said, "I can't see where you were injured. At least I couldn't hurt you. You are very powerful. I admit it."

"It is extremely rare to do this with a human body in my age. If it were not for such an age, I would definitely believe that you are the heir or incarnation of some great god."

"Of course I don't see it. It is the spiritual foundation that I am damaged, not the flesh."

After spreading his hands, Cao Shurui smiled.

"You may not believe me. I used to be a godslayer."

"God-killing...? Even if you have this kind of strength, such big words can't be believed. Even if you can defeat me, whose strength is almost the same as the main body, it is not so easy to kill the gods!"

"So, it's not that you have been seriously injured, and you can't use much power. The reason why you feel hatred is because I, as a godslayer, attracted the attention of the divine nature in your body."

"Your divinity is quite pure, hero of India."

Looking at Cao Shurui like this, A Zhou didn't believe it.

Just when he opened his mouth and was about to say something--

"—Oh? This is really interesting. Besides me, the passing godslayer, are there any other godslayers in this world?"

A beautiful shadow suddenly appeared on the battlefield.

In the middle of the confrontation between the two, the dark purple person suddenly appeared.

The dignified but untouchable voice resounded through the empty wilderness.

"A young man who is loved by gods only has a pure divinity. You, a godslayer, don't have good eyesight."

"It's not that I don't have good eyesight. Compared to Kuchurin who fought fiercely with me and was finally defeated by me, his divinity is indeed more pure."

Looking at the person in front of him, Rao Shurui didn't feel anything about Maeve, and couldn't help but understand her beauty at that moment.

A long dark purple hair hangs down like a waterfall, and his red eyes are like burning blood.

The tight-fitting combat suit similar to the hair color outlines the curvaceous figure, and Guazi has an indifferent expression on her face.

In addition to these, what attracted Cao Shurui the most was the things she held in her hands.

——That is, the red double guns.

"This spear, I always think I have seen it somewhere."