Heavenly Lord Asura

"boom!"

It was another punch, hitting Zhanfeng's back, and the terrifying power directly blasted him hundreds of miles away. A small adult monster was very unlucky and was killed on the spot.

"How can this seat be defeated, this seat is a round of scorching sun, among the same generation, no one dares to be stunned, how can it be defeated by someone who has not even reached a hundred dynasties."

Zhanfeng climbed up in embarrassment, with disheveled heads, roaring like crazy, Ziyun sword swept out in anger, terrifying sword intent, alarmed all directions, ten thousand beasts ran away, rocks and powder!

"Huh! In Jianzong, you are the hot sun, but in my eyes, you are nothing."

With a cold snort, Wutian took one step forward, with his big hands sticking out, not evasive, paying the price of bleeding, grabbing the blade of the sword, and immediately shook, the powerful force made Zhanfeng's arm numb, and the tiger's mouth cracked and bleeds. , Let go of his hand involuntarily.

"Zhang Ting, keep it, and give it to Lan Miaomiao!"

Wutian took the opportunity to **** the Ziyun sword, and without looking at it, he threw it directly, and with a squeak, it sank into the ground in front of Zhang Ting, and the metal sound shook out and swayed.

"Haha! Okay!" Zhang Ting was a little lost, hurriedly drew out the Ziyun sword, took a look, nodded in satisfaction, and prepared to throw it into the mustard bag.

But at this moment, the Ziyun sword suddenly burst into immense light, shuddered suddenly, broke away from its palm, and turned into a purple light. With a puff, it penetrated through Zhang Ting’s chest, blood like a spring. Like, burst out!

Zhang Ting's eyes were dull, and he looked at the blood hole in his chest in disbelief, the blood on his cheeks disappeared instantly, replaced by a pale white, and then his eyes closed and fell to the ground.

This change was too sudden. Except for the instigator, Zhanfeng, all Wutians didn’t react. At the moment of Wutian’s trance, Zhanfeng swished and flashed ten miles away, his face sinking like water, staring coldly at him. people.

"Zhang Ting..."

After returning to his senses, Shan Youde exclaimed, squatted down and shook his body vigorously, but no matter how hard he tried, Zhang Ting didn't react at all, as if he was asleep.

"Sister Zhang Ting, you wake up soon! Don't scare Xianling, okay!" Tantai Xianling did the same, with tears gleaming in her big eyes and panic and sorrow on her small face.

"Stab!"

At this time, a piercing sound suddenly entered the ears of several people, and the Ziyun sword did not leave, turned around and turned into a deadly sickle, and shot at Tantai Xianling.

Yetian and Wutian suddenly became sober and lost their color in shock, and simultaneously shot.

The force of the wind is gushing, the wind **** boots recover, the speed is faster than the lightning, and the sky is approaching in an instant, lying in front of the slender body of Tantai, facing the sharp-edged, completely resurrected Ziyun sword, his eyes gushing with murderous intent, not avoiding No, grab it.

puff!

Grabbing the Ziyun sword, the sharp blade pierced into the skin and even the bones. The blood flowed from the purple sword, dripping drop by drop to the ground. However, Wutian seemed to know the pain, and his hands became harder!

Cang...

The Ziyun sword buzzed and trembled, and the sword energy was vertical and horizontal, trying to shake off the restraints, and went away from the palm of his hand, but Wutian held it tightly, and even if the sword energy cut the flesh and blood, there was no sign of letting go.

He seemed to be numb, unconscious, the long sword in his hand was stained red with blood, and he looked very strange!

"Fortunately, I didn't pierce the heart and saved my life. I was just temporarily unconscious. Fatty, give her monkey wine to protect her delicate spirit." After checking, Ye Tian stood up and ordered.

As the voice fell to the ground, he stepped out, and the momentum of his whole body changed. The blood flowing in his eyes, the blood flowing in and out, the substantive storm of evil aura, roaring all over him, from which he can faintly see, a beast, a beast. A corpse, up and down in the storm.

"I have slaughtered countless creatures in my life, but I have never done such a despicable act like you. If I don't kill you today, I will break my arms every day and abandon my cultivation for decades!"

Yetian at this moment is the real Yetian, and Yetian at this moment is the real Yama King!

Zhanfeng's pupils contracted and secretly summoned his natal sword, the Ziyun sword buzzed louder and trembling more violently, but he couldn't escape Wutian's palm.

"This sword hurt my sister, do you want to take it back? It's just a dream!"

Wutian spoke coldly, with a thought, the Ziyun sword disappeared from his hand, and appeared in the star realm the next moment, and at his command, Xiao Wuhao directly erased a strand of soul from the sword, cutting and cutting the wind. Between the links.

"puff!"

When the soul was erased, Zhan Feng's face turned pale, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and then he stared at Wutian, his face sinking like water.

"Wu Tian, ​​this person is mine."

A simple sentence is enough to prove how strong Ye Tian's killing thoughts are at this time, black power is gushing, light wings manifest, and without waiting for Wutian's answer, it turns into a black light and shoots away.

"impossible!"

Wutian categorically refused. This person sneaked on him and didn't care about it. He actually almost killed the younger sister who had just recognized it for a short time. How could he let it to Ye Tian and he had to kill this person himself.

Taking the same step, the force of the wind is gushing, faster than Yetian's speed, and it is much faster. Apart from anything, he stepped forward with a palm wave. The blood continued to flow out of the palm's wound, just like Shura's. Like a big hand, it makes people chill!

"Wu Tian, ​​don't go too far!" Ye Tian roared angrily.

Angry! Really angry! Zhan Feng's heart was extremely angry, the dignified sword master of the sword sect, few people can compare his knowledge of swordsmanship, and they are all famous experts in Nanquezhou.

However, at this moment, it is like a little sheep to be slaughtered.

However, he who had lost his life sword was like a toothless tiger. It was impossible for him to compete with Wutian who was so fast as a ghost and a physical body, not to mention that there was a Yetian whose cultivation base was not weaker than his own.

In his mind, countless thoughts flashed in an instant. In the end, between life and self-esteem, he decisively lost his self-esteem, chose to escape, and with a swish, the sword aura broke his body, manifesting two wings of light, and fleeing without looking back.

"Want to run?" Wutian Leng Ran, with wind gods boots, no one's speed can compare with him.

The body flashed, and the next moment it was horizontally in front of it, a hurricane suddenly rose, and in the center of the whirlpool, there was an invisible finger strength, containing the power of the extreme state, which was enough to tear the void, extremely frightening!

"Puff!" Unexpectedly, Zhan Feng, Zhijin penetrated through his chest, blood rushed out, and was shocked by this huge force and back again.

"dead!"

At this moment, a murderous voice sounded from behind, and the wind was shocked, and he could even feel the piercing suffocation. Without any hesitation, he slammed his foot on the ground. With the help of this penetrating force, it quickly Dive out.

"If you call you die, you will die!"

Ye Tian’s eyes gleamed with blood, dark power emerged, a giant palm manifested, breaking through the void, one grabbing the wind and taking it to his side, the other hand is like a blade, and the black glow is flashing, preparing to cut He lowered his head, and at this moment, an exclamation sounded.

"How could this be?!"

At the same time as the words came out, three figures flew out from the mountains. When they saw the scene in front of them, their complexions changed greatly. These three people were An Li, Bai Zhu, and Yin Yuhong.

"Brother Cut, take the sword!"

Before asking, An Li slapped the bag of mustard seeds, and a broad sword emerged, shining brightly, bursting with brilliance, and terrifying. Obviously, this is a king's magic weapon.

As soon as this sword appeared, it cut through the void and swept towards Zhanfeng.

"Thank you!"

He grabbed the broad sword and thanked the wind. With the sword in his hand, he regained his confidence, and his momentum burst forth. The broad sword shining out of the sky, shining on the entire sky, tens of thousands of sword auras once again manifested, smashing the dark giant hand, Fight crazy with Ye Tian.

Clang!

The black **** knives emerge, the night sky is domineering, the dark power is gushing, the black mist obscures the sky, the dark atmosphere, permeates the world, only the first round, within a radius of a thousand feet, everything is gone, one piece Messy!

"Wutian, avoid hurting them by mistake. I will force Zhanfeng to the distance. Try to hold the remaining people. Trust me, I will be back soon", Yetian Voice, with a full tone of voice. Self-confidence.

The power of light and darkness broke out, and the heavens and the earth were eclipsed by it, and the power was so powerful that the black **** crazy knife in his hand would smash the ground every time it fell.

"You are really a light and dark body!"

Zhan Feng was shocked. Before listening to An Li's words, he still didn't believe it very much. After all, since ancient times, there are too few people who have the same body of light and darkness, and even fewer people can merge light and darkness.

At this moment, when I saw it with my own eyes, my heart began to waver. What a powerful enemy this is, it is even worse than Wutian.

Only at this moment of loss, Ye Tian showed off his magic power and forced Zhan Feng to hundreds of miles away, and the fierce battle of the First World War began.

Zhanfeng looked solemn, and had never treated an enemy as seriously as he did now, and used his life's ability to fight wildly with this terrible enemy.

This land is sinking, the mountain is collapsing, the void is shattering, the beasts are wailing, just a few breaths, this place has become a dead place, there is no vitality, only the sky full of sword aura, and the power of light and darkness. Galloping, looting!

Wutian didn't stop it, because he knew that it was not the time to use his will, Zhan Feng got the Broadsword, and his strength was restored to its peak state again. Only Ye Tian could solve it as soon as possible.

And ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ An Li and the three are very strong, and Ye Tian may soon be defeated if he stays. Only he himself has the ability to hold the three, and maybe he can kill the three one by one.

"Wu Tian, ​​we meet again." An Li landed on the ground, looking at each other from a distance, with a faint smile on his face. He didn't look like an enemy, but like an old friend meeting.

"Wutian, I'll help you", the fat man walked over with a gloomy face, put his big hand in the mustard bag, ready to take action at any time.

"No, you can take care of Zhang Ting," Wutian said lightly.

"but……"

The fat man wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Wutian, waved his hand, and said without looking back: "Go! Taking care of my sister is your biggest task."

Shan Youde did not continue to speak, turned and left, because from Wutian's eyes, he did not see anything else, only full of confidence.

Wutian looked at the two women with white beads, and then looked at An Li: "I have been looking forward to this meeting for a long time."