Chapter 1342: Kill the heart!

The first thousand three hundred and forty-two chapters kill the heart!
The original sharp and domineering long spear had already become devastated and dilapidated. It even seemed that as long as the ancestor Shura used a little force, the blood Shura gun would "bang" and collapse directly.
People can't help but pinch a cold sweat.
As for the ancestor of Asura, after slowly looking around the ruins around him, his eyes also showed regret and anger. It can be seen that the right hand of the ancestor of Asura holding the Blood Prison Asura Gun was shaking gently.
Blue veins raged on his forehead, and the eyes of the ancestor Shura were blood red.
"Yang Chen!"
The ancestor of Shura gritted his teeth, a few words popped out of his teeth, and sternly yelled: "Look at the good things you have done! My Shura clan was ruined by you more than half, my clan, it was because of you. Disastrous! Yang Chen, you are so cruel!"
When he said this, the body of the ancestor Asura trembled slightly.
Looking at the countless corpses around, as well as the people who died tragically under the ruins, and the smell floating around... In the eyes of the ancestor Shura, two lines of tears slowly shed.
Self-blame, filled his chest.
Perhaps in the eyes of others, Yang Chen can be considered cruel, after all, he killed the patriarch and young patriarch of the Asura clan, and now he killed nearly half of the Asura clan!
What he did today is enough to be called a demon behavior!
however.
Hearing what the ancestor Shura said, Yang Chen's expression did not change much, not even a trace of regret.
Yang Chen knew that from the moment he killed Goosen, he and Liangzi of the Shura clan had forged. If the Asura clan is not destroyed, then Yang Chen's family will definitely be destroyed in the future!
"What a cruel heart?"
Hearing what the ancestor Shura said, Yang Chen raised his mouth slightly and sneered: "Old ancestor Shura, are you making a mistake? The old saying goes well. A slap can't make a sound. How can it be possible that I am alone? Doing such a earth-shattering thing? At least half of the lives of the people who died in it are due to you?"
"you!"
Old Ancestor Shura's face changed drastically.
"What are you? Did I say something wrong?" Yang Chen snorted coldly. Without changing his face, he took a step forward and said proudly: "Old Ancestor Shura, you can see clearly with your eyes wide open, the ruins around here The corpses around! Which one hasn’t been contaminated with your hands? Yes, their deaths do have something to do with me, but what about you? Do you dare to say that their deaths have nothing to do with you?"
"I……"
As soon as he said this, the ancestor of Asura was shocked, and there was a little tremor in his voice. His body trembled, gritted his teeth, and said: "Old man...not on purpose! The old man wants to save them!"
"Not intentional?"
Hearing this, Yang Chen laughed, and suddenly there was a thick ridicule in his tone. He couldn't help but laughed: "Old Ancestor Shura, are you comforting yourself by saying this? What's not intentional? You did it! Do you still want to deny it?"
"Whether you want to admit it or not, your people died because of you. No one can deny this matter!"
"I..." Hearing Yang Chen's words, the ancestor Asura shuddered even more, and tears kept streaming from his eyes, and an annoyed expression filled the ancestor Asura's heart.
"Don't say it! Don't say it again!" The ancestor Shura stepped back a few steps, and suddenly there was a little more begging in his tone.
however.
Yang Chen didn't give him any chance to breathe.
He knew that if he wanted to defeat the ancestor of Asura, he had to break down his inner defenses step by step!
"Ancestor Shura, what are you avoiding? You don't want to admit it in your heart because you think you are the patron saint of the Shura clan! But you don't know that you are the one who really destroyed the Shura clan!" Yang Chen grinned. , Said in a gloomy tone:
"You raise your head and take a look. The corpses around are all the people you used to threaten to protect? But now? They all lost their lives because of you! Don't you think this is ironic?"
"If I were you, I might not even have the courage to live in this world! Even those people who survived, I guess they would hate you very much, right?"
Speaking of this, Yang Chen suddenly sighed.
There was a deep pity in his eyes.
"Ancestor Asura, it's a failure to live up to your worth! The Asura tribe has an ancestor like you, so it's really their misfortune!"
"Don't say... don't say..." The ancestor Shura was trembling with anger, especially when he saw Yang Chen's mocking expression, the energy in his body turned uncontrollably. The body is constantly rampaging.
It seems that there is a flame, burning and exploding in the body of the ancestor of Asura!
However, when he just finished speaking, Yang Chen didn't know when he had already walked in front of him. And Yang Chen was carrying a corpse in his hands, and the face of the corpse was facing the ancestor Asura!
The face shocked the body of the ancestor Asura, only feeling a chill, from the soles of the feet of the ancestor Asura directly onto the sky. The whole person's back was instantly wet with cold sweat.
And the five senses of the corpse were filled with endless anger and resentment! And a deep sense of unwillingness!
"why…!"
The corpse suddenly opened its mouth and spit out a word without warning. It was suddenly "alive"?
"Ah!" Seeing this scene, Old Ancestor Shura was shocked, his body softened and he almost fell to his knees.
The corpse raised his hand and suddenly grabbed the shoulders of the ancestor Shura. His strength was so great that his sharp nails fell directly into the skin of the ancestor Shura. The nails scratched the shoulders of the ancestors of Shura, bloody, and looked embarrassed and terrible.
The corpse kept talking about why, and the tone was full of unwillingness and complaints: "Old ancestor...why? Are you not the protector of my Asura clan? Why... why don't you protect us? Old ancestor!"
Hearing this, the ancestor Shura called out in horror, and quickly stepped back. However, as soon as he stepped back, he felt a pain in his ankle, as if something had pierced his skin.
The ancestor Shura looked down and saw that his foot was grabbed by a fleshy, palm at some point. The nails of the palms pierced deeply into his ankles.
In the ruins, countless Shura people who should have died suddenly came back to life. They either wailed in the ruins, cried bitterly while clutching their severed limbs, or kept cursing the ancestor Asura.
"Old ancestor, it hurts me so much! Old ancestor!"
"Old ancestor, I don't want to die!"
"Ancestor, why! Why don't you protect us? Ancestor, I'm not reconciled!"
"Ancestor, it's so cold down here, please, don't let me go down... Ancestor, I still have my wife and children, I don't want to end like this, so... why don't you go with us!"
"Ancestor, you accompany us down!"