Heavenly Lord Asura Chapter 272: Powerful Wanhua celestial phenomenon

"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 stand up, how can it be defeated by someone who has not even reached a hundred dynasties."

Zhanfeng climbed up in embarrassment, shaved his head, and roared like crazy, the Ziyun sword swept out in anger, the terrifying sword intent, alarmed all directions, the beasts fled, and the rocks were crushed!

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

With a cold snort, Wutian took one step forward, thrusting out his big hand, not avoiding it, paying the price of bloodshed, grabbing the blade of the sword, and then shaking suddenly, the strong force made Zhanfeng's arm numb, and his mouth shook. Cracked and bleeding, he involuntarily let go of his hand.

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

Wutian took the opportunity to take the Ziyun sword, and threw it directly without looking at it. With a slam, it fell into the ground in front of Zhang Ting, and the metal sound shook out and it swayed.

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

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

Zhang Ting's gaze was 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, Wutian didn’t react at all. At the moment when Wutian tranced, Zhanfeng swished and flashed ten miles away, his face sinking like water and cold. Looking at a few 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, wake up soon! Don't scare Xianling, okay!" The same is true for Tantai Xianling, with tears gleaming in her big eyes and panic and sorrow on her small face.

"Thorn it!"

At this moment, a harsh sound suddenly spread into the ears of several people, and the Ziyun sword did not leave, turned around and turned into a life-threatening sickle, shooting violently towards 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 are resurrected, the speed is faster than the lightning, and the sky is approaching in an instant, and he is facing the sharp-edged, completely revived Ziyun sword, his eyes gushing out of killing intent , Do not evade, 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!

Qiang...

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

He seems to be numb, unconscious, and the long sword in his hand has been stained red with blood, looking very strange!

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

While the voice fell to the ground, he stepped out, the momentum of his whole body changed, the blood flowing in his eyes, the blood is vertical and horizontal, and the substantive storm of evil spirits roars all over him, from which he can faintly see, a fierce beast. , A corpse, ups and downs 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!"

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

Zhanfeng's pupils contracted, secretly summoning the natal sword, the Ziyun sword buzzed louder and violently trembling, but it 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 in his hand, and appeared in the star realm the next moment, and at his command, Xiao Wuhao directly erased a ray of soul from the sword, cutting off and The connection between Zhanfeng.

"Puff!"

As soon as the soul was erased, Zhanfeng'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 thought is 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 didn't care about attacking him. He almost killed the younger sister who had just recognized him for a short time. How could he let it to Ye Tian and he had to slaughter this person himself.

Take the same step, the force of the wind is gushing out, faster than Yetian’s speed, and a big cut, apart from anything else, he stepped forward with a palm wave, and the blood continued to flow out of the palm's wound. Just like Shura's big hand, it makes people chill!

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

Angry! Really angry! Zhan Feng was extremely angry. The little sword master of the dignified 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 waiting to be slaughtered, you are fighting for me.

However, he who has lost his life sword is like a toothless tiger. It is impossible for him to compete with Wutian who is so fast as a ghost and a physical body, not to mention that there is a Yetian whose cultivation base is 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, swished, the sword energy broke his body, and two wings of light appeared without turning his head back. Escape.

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

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

"Puff!" Unexpectedly, Zhan Feng passed through his chest, blood rushed out, and was shocked by this huge force, causing him to retreat again and again.

"Dead!"

At this moment, a murderous voice sounded from behind, and the wind was shocked, and he could even feel the piercing evil aura. Without any hesitation, he slammed his foot on the ground with the help of this force. , Dived out quickly.

"If you ask you to die, you will die!"

Yetian’s eyes burst with blood, the power of darkness emerged, a giant palm manifested, breaking through the void, one grabbing the wind and ingesting it to the side, the other hand was like a blade, and the black light flashed. He was about to cut off his head, and at this moment, an exclamation sound sounded.

"How could this happen?!"

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!"

Too late to ask, An Li slapped the bag of mustard seeds, and a broad sword emerged, brilliantly flowing, sharp 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.

"Thanks!"

Grasp the broad sword and cut the wind with a thank you. With the sword in his hand, he regained his confidence, his momentum burst forth, and the broad sword shining out of the sky, illuminating the entire sky, and thousands of sword auras once again manifested and smashed the darkness. Giant hand, fought crazy with Ye Tian.

Clang!

The black mad sword emerges, 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 complete Extinction, a mess!

"Wutian, avoid hurting them by mistake. I will force Zhanfeng to the distance. Try to hold the remaining people. Believe me, I will be back soon.", Yetian voice transmission, tone There is full self-confidence in China.

The power of light and darkness broke out, and the world was eclipsed by it. The mighty power was astonishing. Every time it fell, it would smash a piece of earth.

"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 there are very few people who can merge light and darkness. less.

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

Only this moment of loss of consciousness, 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 has a solemn face, and has never treated an enemy as seriously as he does now, and used his life's ability to fight wildly with this terrible enemy.

This land is sinking, the mountains are 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 sky light The power of darkness is galloping and plundering!

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

"Wutian, 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. He 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 Wu Tian interrupted him, 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 didn't see anything else, only full of confidence.

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