Heavenly Lord Asura

Wutian looked like Shura, twisting his **** head with his hands, his face was extremely calm, and his tone was understated.

But such a posture, such a tone, fell in the eyes of Yin Yuhong and the two women, and the meaning was completely different.

The saint daughter of Tu Shengzi is like killing a dog. Who dares to say these words, this is obviously contempt, and it does not take the saints and women of the major sects to kill them if they say they are killed.

But it is undeniable that Wutian is indeed qualified to say these words now, killing An Li with just one move, this kind of strength completely surpasses the saints of all major sects.

"Wu Tian, ​​An Li, you also killed. You should vent your anger. Can the grievances between us be wiped out? If you agree to stop here, An Li will die, we will not reveal a word."

Yin Yuhong's face was pleading, but she wondered in her heart that the opponent's strength could not suddenly soar to such a terrifying intensity for no reason. There must be something tricky in it, perhaps borrowing some kind of treasure.

If this is the case, there will definitely be side effects or time limits. As long as the side effects occur, or when the time is up, then his strength will drop sharply. Maybe it is not as good as the original strength. It will not be difficult to kill him then.

Therefore, it can only be delayed at present, and it can be delayed as long as it can.

But will Wutian give them time? Obviously not, because he has more important things to do.

He pointed out, like a wind rolling cloud, went straight to the two women, his eyes were always so calm, there was no wave, he was really a figure of the Saint Child level, as simple as killing a dog.

The two women changed color, their white beads looked like frost, and threatened: "Wu Tian, ​​if you dare to kill us, whether in the ruins or the reincarnation continent, the Asura Hall will become the enemy of everyone in Nanquezhou."

"Sorry!"

As soon as the voice started, Yin Yuhong cried out that she was not good. Although she didn't get along with Wutian much, she had studied the information given by An Li, so she knew a little about the personality of this person. The more threatened, the more aroused him. Murderous.

Sure enough, Wutian smiled coldly: "Since I stepped into the cultivation path, what kind of enemy hasn't been? The people of Nanquezhou will soon fall into a place where you are ridiculously threatened."

Taking a step forward, his palm turned into a blade, with a sharp edge, which instantly chilled the two women's body and mind, erupting in essence, and exploding in momentum, but still unable to break free.

"Brother Wu, stop..."

Yin Yuhong wanted to say something, but at this moment, the blood surged, and the voice stopped abruptly. Two **** heads rolled to the ground with a bang, and the four eyes opened in anger, filled with fear.

The two saints, the strongest representatives of Qingzong and Xuzong, were even worse than the ants. Without any resistance, they were killed instantly and died.

Three heads were screwed on Wutian's hands, and the hot blood continued to drip, staining the earth red, shocking! But his complexion never changed, cold and calm.

"My God, you..."

Zhang Ting had already regained consciousness, and supported by Shan Youde, she came to him, her pupils contracted. At this moment of Wutian, she was very scared and did not dare to approach him.

The same is true of kindness and virtue, Wutian at this moment seems to be a different person, no longer the person he once knew, indifferent and cold eyes, without a trace of emotion, and feels so strange.

Tantai Lingling was even more unbearable, like a frightened little rabbit, hiding behind the fat man, looking at his head, his small face was full of fear, especially when he saw the three **** heads and two headless corpses. Frightened his body shivering, he vomited directly on the ground.

"How is the injury?" Wutian said, with the same voice, but several people secretly let out a sigh of relief. It seems that Wutian has not changed, he is still the same.

"It's okay, there is monkey wine, and you can heal after a few days of rest." Zhang Ting smiled and nodded, looking rather haggard.

"There is still half an hour, time is enough," Wutian said silently in his heart, and his hand volleyed into the air. Zhanfeng and Yetian, which were hundreds of miles away, were directly taken.

When they saw the scene in front of them, both of them were shocked, especially Zhan Feng, their faces were unbelievable, and the three dignified three saint sub-level figures were all killed in a short period of time.

Zhanfeng said in a murderous manner: "Wu Tian, ​​you are dead, no one can save you, no one..."

Halfway through the conversation, an invisible force struck, chopped off his head with a puff, blood spewed, Wu Tian grabbed his head without even looking at it.

Ye Tian swallowed his throat and said with concern: "Wu Tian, ​​your strength suddenly increased. There must be some side effects afterwards, or time constraints, it is better to exit this state as soon as possible."

"There are no side effects. It is true that there is a time limit." Wutian shook his head, put away the broad sword on the ground, and said: "This place is not far from the passage leading to the second floor. There is night and sky, I think you can reach it safely. , I’ll go ahead.”

"What are you going to do?" Yetian wondered.

"Do something that makes them tremble." Wutian's mouth raised, the force of the wind gushing, and he immediately rose into the sky, and disappeared into the sight of several people in the blink of an eye.

Shan Youde dissatisfied: "Wutian this guy is really, he is still mysterious in front of us."

"He has his plan, let's not mix up, let's go!" Ye Tian shook his head, and the four of them continued on the road, but this time Zhang Ting was seriously injured and the speed was several times slower than before.

"Maybe I guessed what you are going to do", while galloping, looking at the sky every night, muttering in his heart.

With the battle spirit possessed, Wutian's speed was more than ten times faster than before. It was not an exaggeration to say that it was teleportation. In less than a quarter of an hour, he swept out of this mountain range and arrived over a sea area.

A deserted island in the middle of the sea is where it leads to the second floor.

What he wants to do is naturally to kill the people of Nanquezhou and Tianyang Sect. Since he has already become enemies, he must kill the roots. This is his usual style.

Even if they can't kill them all, they must be afraid and timid, leaving a shadow in their hearts!

And based on his experience in Bibo Mountain last time, he found that the possession of the God of War can only last about half an hour, so in order not to waste time, he chose to go alone first.

Wang Yang has an endless glance, the waves are magnificent, the waves are rolling, hitting the rocks on the shore, and the lingering sound is rumbling for a long time.

When there is an ocean, there will naturally be sea beasts. There are countless sea beasts in the Hundred Dynasties. From time to time, one will rush out of the water to attack Wutian.

But the state of Wutian at this moment is unstoppable, invincible in the Hundred Dynasties, even if it is a monster in the early stage of God Transformation, he has a feeling that he can compete.

There was no monster beast that could block his footsteps, or even make him stop for a while, just rushing through it all the way, blood flowed into a river, and the ocean was dyed red.

Finally, in this sea area, all the sea beasts were trembling, and they did not dare to take the initiative to kill them. Seeing this murderer arrived, they did not dare to stay a little bit and fled in panic.

Soon, Wutian went all the way to a hundred miles away from the desert island, his eyes bursting brightly, and the scenery on the desert island came into view one by one.

This is a small island about a hundred miles around. There are no flowers or trees on it, and it is bare. In the middle of the desert island, there is an opened stone gate, which is almost the same as the magic gate, but slightly smaller and scattered. Strong and ancient breath.

In Shimen Shifang, a few waves of people sit quietly. To the north are the three major forces of Zhongyaozhou, to the east are the Asura Alliance, to the west are the people of the Buddha and Ghosts, and to the south are Wutian’s goals this time, Jianzong and Qing Zong and Xu Zong, and Tianyang Zong.

Moreover, Wutian also noticed that there was a huge beast under Shimen, similar to an octopus, with no breathing, no heartbeat, and there was still uncoagulated blood remaining on the ground.

Obviously this was the monster guarding the passage, beheaded by several sects.

However, the only thing he regretted was that he did not see the little guy and Shishi, as well as Zhao Qing and Daru Dynasty.

"Hehe, most of the people are here, which saves me a lot of time."

Wutian smiled coldly, waved his hand, the four heads let go, cut through the void, and shot towards the center of the deserted island, and then patted the mustard bag with his big hand. The forbidden symbol of the locked one appeared and he held it in his palm.

Shimen is quiet and silent. Everyone is recovering from their injuries and preparing to advance to the next level. At this moment, a few bangs suddenly sounded, breaking the atmosphere here.

Everyone was startled, they all opened their eyes in an instant. Under this look, everyone changed their color again and again, and their eyes were filled with incredible light.

However, on the ground ten feet away from Shimen, four **** heads were rolling, and the blood continued to flow. The eight eyes were wide open, full of fear and fear, hatred and resentment.

If it were just the heads of ordinary people, everyone might not have been so shocked, but this was basically ordinary people, but the swordsman's little sword sage Zhanfeng, Qingzong's white beads, Xuzong's Yin Yuhong, and Tianyang's peace.

These are all Saint Child level characters, how could they be beheaded, and there are still four at once!

"Who did it, get out of here!" Wang Chu suddenly got up, his eyes were murderous, and he looked around.

"No matter who it is, he will definitely die today!"

The two saints of Xu Zong and Qing Zong also stood up, long hair turbulent, eyes blood red, like a fire burning, terrifying murderous aura, like a storm, sweeping across all directions, showing a momentum that is stronger than Yin Yuhong's two women Too much.

"Clang!"

A sword came out~www.wuxiaspot.com~, bursting out of the sky, bright and dazzling, even the scorching sun in the sky, at this moment, looks dim and pale, the sky is full of sword energy, the edge is tearing the sky, filling the earth In this empty space, many people around were affected and fled quickly.

This is a man, a man like a mansion, hunting and hunting, black hair flying all over, he is like a peerless sword, and his whole body releases a terrifying edge!

He is the cousin of Zhanfeng, the strongest among the disciples of Sword Sect. No one can match Sword Dao. Even the elder of Sect is inferior to him. He is honored as the second in Nanquezhou. Bai Jianxian, he is-Li Erbai!

He didn't speak, the sword aura in his eyes appeared, and the void in front of him was broken.

"Nanquezhou is really a Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, I want to see today, what kind of strong there are among you."

At this moment, a faint voice suddenly sounded from high above, and everyone present looked up at the same time. When they saw the fast-falling figure, everyone changed their colors and exclaimed.