Heavenly Lord Asura

　　 The rain is rushing, and I am confused!

　　 Thunder and lightning pierced the air, and the lingering sound rumbling, as if to knock open the dim sky, and make the light come back!

　　 "Longhe, you're not dead?!" Wutian raised his head, and pulled away the wet hair in front of his forehead, his black jewel-like eyes, with endless sadness, a ray of murderous intent madly emerged from the depths, his voice was cold and bitter.

　　 If it were not for the person in front of him, the grandfather would not die, the villagers would not die, and the village would not be annihilated. Everything was caused by him!

　　Longhe didn't speak, he was controlled by the fire world, and now he is just a puppet, walking corpse, consciousness no longer exists, only the body is left, even cutting a piece of meat, breaking a piece of bone, it won't make him painful and unconscious!

　　 "What benefits did the fire world give you? It's worth betraying the villagers who have been with you for more than ten years. Dozens of villagers died tragically without a whole body. They can't look at them. Where is your conscience?!!!"

　　 At this moment, Wutian had been dazzled by the anger. He didn't notice the strangeness of Longhe. Seeing his cold expression, he walked step by step, only as if it was lustful and stubborn, his intention to kill was even worse.

　　 gently placed the bones in his arms on the ground, as if he was caring for a baby, his movements were very soft. This is the only thing left by the grandfather. It is proof of existence and cannot be damaged.

"Grandpa, Longhe is the first one. Grandson killed him to bury him for you. No, he is not qualified to bury him. He is only worthy to be eaten by wild animals." Wutian carefully wiped the water stains and black ash on the bones. We must kill this person who is annihilated!

　　 Xiaotian lay on his head, his long and narrow eyes staring at the opposite, fierce and exquisite, eager to try. Last time Longhe drove Wutian into the cliff, it still remembers that this person is the target of death.

　　 Wutian stopped it and didn't let it take action, because this was his battle, representing everyone in Longcun. He wanted to cut off this person for the dead villagers and grandpa, and mourn the tragic death of the dead!

　　 "Boom!"

　　 stepped out, muddy water splashed, and the ground washed by rain cracked a few holes. With the help of this force, Wutian bounced up, the essence of his body rolled, his five fingers clenched into a fist, creaking, emitting white light.

　　 As soon as he shot, Wu Tian used his essence, wrapped his fist, and increased his power.

　　He had to do this. First, Longhe's cultivation base was too high. Although he abolished one arm, he couldn't compare with it in terms of actual combat experience. This made Wutian very jealous. The second is that his grandfather's blood feud and the miserable scene of the village made his heart extremely angry, almost irrational, only to do his best to kill the person in front of him.

　　 The brilliance of the fist is flowing, like a small moon, releasing amazing fierceness, skylessly swooping down, and raging, this place, the rain is evaporated, and he has already exerted his power to the peak!

　　Longhe stood there, no emotions, no heartbeat, exuding breath, like a dead person, without a trace of life, his hollow eyes are like two black holes, very scary.

　　 At this time, he moved, very fast, like a ghost, and in a flash, he lifted his big blue hand, no essence gushing out, and only touched his fist with the power of his flesh.

　　 did not have a terrible air wave, but Wutian retreated again and again, leaving inch-deep footprints on the ground. His body shook, his feet were forced into the mud, and he barely stabilized his figure.

He was shocked, the realm gap was really not able to be made up by external force. Long He had already disabled one hand, but his strength was still so strong, and he didn't use his essence, so he did not move at all. It was really terrifying. !

　　 "Only one hand can be used, no fear!"

　　 Wutian's figure moved again, his feet were not on the ground, and he rushed away. The palm of his hand is like a knife, with light blooming, like Yuehua possessing his body, making him extremely holy.

　　 Fighting with many monsters and beasts for a month, it is common to escape for his life, so his speed has increased a lot. At this moment, the fruits of hard cultivation have finally revealed.

　　Longhe looked like a **** of death, with indifferent eyes, looking at the rushing figure, and spit out two blunt words: "Catch alive!"

　　 "Catch me alive?! Do you want to catch me alive? To catch me alive for the fire world? You...really frantic and hopeless", Wutian was furious, and the spirit of Qi was tumbling, like a trend, surging out.

　　 With a furious palm, he slapped it directly at Longhe's face door. The energy was gushing and the light was shining, like a piece of magical soldiers passing by. It became a void zone, the rain no longer fell, and it was stagnant.

　　 Take a step back, Longhe crosses his legs, draws a trajectory, and avoids it calmly, then spread his five fingers, like an eagle's claw, to grab Wutian's head, fast and fierce!

　　 "The master ordered to catch him alive", he murmured, cast his posture, grabbed Wutian's shoulder, and wanted to capture him alive.

　　 A person who has been trained as a puppet is not conscious. He only knows how to obey the master's instructions and act in accordance with the instructions, but this way, Wu Tian has plenty of time to get out and fight back.

　　 At this moment, Wu Tian's body was slightly sideways, and he avoided the attack dangerously and dangerously, and then the palm of the hand that turned around was terribly sharp, and he slashed with his backhand.

　　 With a "bang", Wutian staggered and took a few steps back. This palm really hit Long He's armpit, and he wanted to abolish his hand. By then, his strength would be greatly reduced, and his death would be much simpler.

　　 can make him very surprised, the palm blade enveloping the essence can penetrate the golden cracked stone, but Longhe's arm is like a cast of stainless steel, which is hard to shake, and there is a kind of cold on the skin.

　　 This kind of cold is not cold in winter when it rains, but like ice, with cold tentacles, and even a creepy feeling!

　　 Only dead people can feel this way, is Longhe already dead?

　　 Wutian pulled away the wet hair on his forehead and carefully checked Long He's physical condition. Finally, his complexion changed and he saw the clues. His eyes are hollow, his expression is dumb, his chest is not beating, he is not breathing, which means that the person in front of him is dead, his soul no longer exists, and what is left is just an empty shell.

　　 "I was controlled and trained as a puppet?!"

　　 Regarding this kind of puppet art, there is a record on the animal skin scroll, which uses powerful cultivation to erase the soul of others and turn it into a virtual shell, which is no different from the dead.

　　 This kind of practice is cruel, and generally few people will do it, unless it is cruel and heinous.

　　 This kind of technique is actually similar to Wutian controlling the Yuan-swallowing frog, but one is that the consciousness and soul are present and the actions are normal. A person who becomes a living dead cannot reincarnate even after he completely dies.

"Roar!"

Long He let out a roar like a beast, his empty eyes flashed a weird brilliance, his feet slammed on the ground, his arms spread out, and fell on him like a big Peng spreading its wings. In front of you, pat it with a palm.

　　 This palm has no dazzling light or domineering aura. It is very ordinary, but the space here has stagnated.

　　 Wutian's heart palpitations, he felt a strong crisis, his unremarkable palms gave him very heavy pressure!

　　At this moment, he finally understood why Longhe didn't use essence, the controlled puppet, without wisdom, could only use the power of the flesh, and then instinctively attack.

　　 I want to return, his reaction is not slow at all. When the palm is approaching, Wu Tian's knees are bent, his body leaned back, avoiding the sharp edge.

　　 With a "clang", he drew out the dark dagger around his waist, his energy gushing out and glowing blazing.

　　 This time, the place where his dagger stabbed was still Longhe's armpit. He knew that he could only win if his other arm was scrapped.

　　 "Chiang!" A metal tremor sounded, Wutian was shaken back by a huge force, but in his dark eyes, she was shining brightly, and drops of black blood dripped from the tip of the dagger, adding a bit of ferocity to this dagger.

　　 This blow was not without effect, at least it cut through the hard skin and let the blood flow down.

"Really trained as a puppet!" Wutian looked at each other coldly, his armpit is a very fragile place, the injury must be painful, but Longhe was expressionless, even his eyelids did not move, his body did not Perception.

　　 Wutian was sad, but at the price of betraying the villagers, he turned into puppets. People are not as good as the heavens. In the end, Longhe would not have thought that he was already a lamb to be slaughtered.

　　 Body rioted, he walked around behind Long He, the dagger in his right hand shone, and spit out sharply, it pierced directly into the wound under his arm, and black blood spurted out.

　　Longhe roared, black hair flying all over, like a demon king, fierce and terrifying, he ignored his injury, grabbed Wutian's arm with a big hand, "click", and immediately fractured!

　　 "Hiss!"

　　 There was throbbing pain, Wu Tian couldn't help taking a breath, and resisting the pain of his heart, his veins bulged, his left hand surged like a hammer, and he slammed it down suddenly.

　　 Under the tremendous force, the front part of the dagger went deep and penetrated the entire shoulder. Wutian grabbed the dagger in a thunderous manner, and slew it with all his strength. Its arm fell, and the black blood on the shoulder was like a spring. UU read www.uukanshu. com spurts more than ever!

　　 All this happened in an instant. Wutian finally removed Longhe's other hand. Although his arm was broken and his combat power was lost, his goal had been achieved, and the dagger couldn't stand the load and broke into two!

　　 "Hoho..."

　　 Roaring again and again, Longhe's face is hateful. It was not caused by the pain, but because he couldn't complete the task assigned by the master for a long time, and he became impatient. He kicked the broken arm that fell on the ground and swept it out as a weapon.

　　 "You **** it!"

Wutian spit out three cold words, did not retreat, but moved forward, clenched his left hand into a fist and blasted out. With a "bang", his arm burst and flesh and blood flew. He came to him in three steps, his fist radiant and illuminated. A piece of sky!

　　 This time, his target was Longhe's eyes. Now he can't kill him with a single blow. If he chooses human weakness, losing his eyes is equivalent to losing his target. It is much easier to kill.

　　 The eyes are the most fragile. Wutian’s attack contained full force and accurately landed on his right eye. The black blood splashed and his eyes burst. Then he pulled his hand and hit his left eye again.

　　 "Bang!" With this blow, Long He's entire eye socket was smashed. Wutian gains power and does not forgive people, his index finger stretched out, and the brilliance was superb, like a peerless sword unearthed, clanging, inserted into his ears, and blood shot out like a fountain.

　　 Both eyes and ears were destroyed in an instant. Although Longhe felt nothing, if there was nothing wrong with him, there was no threat to lose these two things. Wutian gasped for breath.

　　 Although all this seems simple, only the person involved knows how difficult it is to make so many consecutive attacks in a short moment. If it were not for the training of the previous month, he thought he could not do it.