God Of Slaughter
Growing up parentless, Shi Yan, who was left with a large amount of inheritance money, bore a general disinterest in life. The only times he felt alive was when adrenaline coursed thorough his veins. He quickly found that extreme sports, bungyjumping, cave diving & skydiving, gave him the biggest kicks. The bigger the adrenaline kick, the closer he was to death, the more alive he felt. Waking up in a pile of dead bodies in an unknown land, after a diving adventure had ended disastrously, he quickly realizes the body he now possessed was not his own. Follow Shi Yan as he explores this new world where danger lurks around every corner, and death is only a breath away; a world in which Shi Yan could not feel any more alive.
That Blood Shield Again...
編輯: SSins
The battle spread like a red fire with the most brutal methods. Warriors of Potion and Tool Pavilion and Ghost Mark Clan became meatballs under Shi Yan and Fu Wei's team after they were killed.
Lighting strikes, flames, gusts of wind, sleets, and flowing water weaved with each other in this narrow space above their heads. This kind of specific beauty of the battle had frightened people.
Shi Yan quietly looked at the sky, his face reddening unhealthily. Pores all over his body opened while he shuddered from time to time.
Within that short moment, more than twenty warriors were killed. Their Essence Qi gushed like water that poured forcefully into his acupuncture points.
At this moment, his acupuncture points were swelling. This was a peculiar magical feeling he had when his energy brimmed.