Heavenly Lord Asura

The pressure was turbulent, shocking the world, and the ninety-nine elders were as deep as hell, cold from head to toe.

Even the top five consummated powerhouses like Jianyi feel the boundless pressure

"This is what you call a reconciliation or you want to use force to force a reconciliation"

Wutian frowned, these coercion didn't matter to him, but to the elders beside him, they were like Tianwei, which was impossible to resist.

"Puffing"

Sure enough, as soon as the voice fell, more than a dozen elders could not bear the pressure and knelt on the ground one after another. What is strange is that after they knelt down, there was no more pain on their faces.

On the other hand, those who were still standing on the ground had sweaty foreheads, distorted expressions, horror in their eyes, trembling bodies, and continuous shaking of their legs. It was obvious that they were fighting desperately.

Suddenly, an inexplicable anger erupted from Wutian's heart, and said gloomily: "Using the coercion to oppress the same door, you are really in vain as the former venerables, and open the realm against the sky."

With a bang, the sky-defying domain fell violently, and in that endless anger, the domain that was originally only ten feet suddenly expanded to ten feet.

In the ten-zhang area, it is obviously not enough to shelter 99 people. Wutian glanced across the audience and found that there were more than 20 people still outside the area. These people were the top 20 elders, including Great Elder.

Originally, with their cultivation base, they could easily enter the Heaven Defying Realm, but they didn't do so, because their cultivation base was slightly higher and could resist for a while, so they gave the opportunity to their weak cultivation base.

"This is the real end of the Asura Palace. The five figures flickered, falling around the twenty elders, their aura exploded, forming an invisible gas mask, isolating all the terrifying pressure.

The collision of aura and coercion immediately caused heavy damage to the body and mind of Jian Yiwu, as can be seen from their pale faces.

"Give you three breaths, immediately reduce the coercion." Wutian looked gloomy to the extreme when he looked at the eleven people who came slowly.

However, until the voice fell, the three breaths had already passed. The Eleven Great Venerables of the previous generations, no one stopped at all. Instead, they became more and more fierce, and the corners of the mouths of the five swordsmen overflowed with blood.

"I said, I advise you not to do too much, or you will ruin the way." An old man in white clothes said, with white hair and white beard, body rickets, and looks extremely old, but he is the 11th National Congress of the Communist Party of China. The most powerful existence within the Venerable, he is truly a strong one in a half-step unparalleled period

"Is that right? Before I came, I said to the Great Venerable that it is best not to force me. If it irritates me, it is not as simple as integrating the Asura Hall." Wutian smiled, very calm and very calm. Indifferent.

But his next move caused everyone to feel chills. Wu Tian stretched out his big hand, grabbed Duan Qijun’s left arm, looked at the Eleven Great Venerables in front of him lightly, and immediately pulled. , Accompanied by a scream like a pig, Duan Qijun’s left arm was pulled out alive, and blood was splashed.

"Wu Tian, ​​you stop me, otherwise I will go to the sky today, and I will also smash your body into pieces," a black-clothed old man said sternly, his eyes flashing with murderous intent.

This person is Duan Qijun's own brother, Duan Qili, ranked third among the previous generations of venerables, and his strength is also reaching the end of his life, but there is no denying that he is definitely better than anyone in the Jianyi class.

The big hand loosened, the arm fell to the ground with a bang, blood was splattered all over the floor

Wu Tian was expressionless, he looked up, his gaze was not at all waves, and he said indifferently: "I hate your old things like you who rely on the old and sell the old the most. Relying on being the predecessors of the Asura Palace, I have made such a small contribution in the past. Later generations will respect you and follow your advice. It's ridiculous. Why don't you think about who has given you the resources for thousands of years so that you can meditate with peace of mind."

Wutian pointed to a group of elders behind him: "It is them. In order to earn resources for the Asura Palace, they have dedicated themselves to their deaths, so that you can achieve today's achievements. Not only do you not know how to be grateful, but you also use coercion to make them surrender. Why do you have any qualifications to let them kneel"

A group of elders suddenly felt wronged upon hearing this. They didn’t even realize that they were so great. At this moment, when the sub-temple master said it, they felt very reasonable. Then they looked at the 11th National Congress of the previous generation with indignation. Venerable, the awe in the eyes disappeared, leaving only dissatisfaction and contempt.

"Well, Wutian's scheming is too terrible. If he continues, maybe the entire Shura Temple disciples will hate us." Duan Qili's face was gloomy, and he spoke to several other brothers and sisters.

"He must be stopped" The former Great Venerable frowned, and Wu Tian was the first to speak.

Seeing the looks of everyone, Wutian was very satisfied, and said indifferently: "I would like to ask, what have you done for the Shura Temple in these years and why do you do it here? Finally, I warned you once, immediately suppressed the pressure and surrendered to I, I will spare him not to die"

After Wutian finished speaking, without looking at their expressions, he bowed his head and looked at Duan Qijun, who was savage and distorted, and smiled sorrowfully: "Your fate depends on their performance."

"what"

A mournful wailing sounded, Duan Qijun's right arm was also torn off by Wutian, and a few drops of blood splashed on Wutian's face. At this moment, he is a ruthless Shura, especially Crippled

"Wu Tian, ​​you are not good to die"

Duan Qijun hissed and roared. As a consummate, the pain is no longer enough to make him comatose. His body, mind, and every nerve are impacted by unspeakable pain, and it is simply not as good as death.

"Why are you going to shoot?" Wutian grabbed Duan Qijun's left foot and looked up, a chilling smile on his face.

"Stop, I'm willing to surrender, I just hope you can let my brother go." Duan Qili couldn't bear to watch his brother continue to be tortured, and finally gave up his dignity and face.

"Brother, what are you doing, just a younger generation, it makes you scared" a woman in white immediately shouted. This person's name is Feng Hongxiang, who is the four sages of the previous generation, and his strength is also reaching its completion.

"Third brother, if there is any accident with the twelfth brother, the eldest brother will assure you that Wutian will definitely not survive today." The former great senior frowned, staring at Wutian, and said in a deep voice: "I will give you a chance, now immediately The twelve sages were released, and their arms were broken. We can expose this matter."

"If you don't overpower others, maybe I will agree, but your mistake lies in this step. You must surrender today." Wutian flatly refused, domineering and arrogant.

It doesn't matter if you break your arms, if Xiao Wuhao is there, you just need to connect them.

"Haha, it looks very good. It seems that I haven't shot for thousands of years. The reputation of King Shura has been forgotten by the world. Even a yellow-haired kid dared to be arrogant in front of this seat."

The face of the former Great Venerable became cold, his dry and rough hands pushed out horizontally, and the dark power was surging, flowing upstream like a waterfall. The dark big hands that covered the sky instantly appeared, covering the scorching sun, and the magical might rolled everywhere. Xiang Wutian is suppressed here

"What do you do if you are so strong, the former Great Venerable, shouldn't you really kill us?" Some elder said in horror.

I heard that the Four Venerables of the previous generation spoke: “As long as you don’t get along with Wutian”

"Don't panic" Wutian smiled coldly, suddenly shouted loudly, interrupted the words of the four previous generations, and shouted: "As long as I Wutian is there, they won't want to hurt you a vellus."

Wutian looked over, one sword and two swords appeared in three rows, the power of gold surged, and the dim black light of the gods' left and right hands suddenly burst into endless divine brilliance. Then, with a boom, two gloves Combining the two into one, the power of the holy soldiers swept across all quarters

"You **** King Shura, the title of King Shura is only worthy of our army commander, kill."

Jian Yi and three people shouted, their golden gloves swelled rapidly, and in the end they were almost bigger than the big hand that covered the sky, like a star falling to the world, the divine glory gleamed, and the sage deterred everything

boom

Two big hands meeting the sky, UU reading www. uukanshu.com is like the sun exploding, the situation changes in an instant, the world is turbulent, the rumbling sound shakes the sky and the earth, the dazzling brilliance makes people unable to open their eyes

The air wave surged like a tornado. The Wutian and others in the heaven-defying realm were okay. Everything was isolated from the Qi machine, but the 20 people such as the elder were not so lucky. They were thrown off and hit. In the main hall of the sovereign, his face turned pale, and a few blood spurted out

"The Saint Soldier is really powerful, but your cultivation is not enough and you can't fully recover. If you don't have any other means, you will be buried here." The former Great Venerable was shaken back thousands of feet, and the corners of his mouth continued to bleed, but his voice was full. Strength and momentum are several times stronger than before

"You think my sword sealers only have this ability." Jian Yi and the three people relied on the holy soldiers and did not move at all. They were rooted here like towering trees, but when they heard the words of the predecessors, they suddenly Aroused the blood of the three.

"Heart Sword Out of Body"

The sword on the back was unsheathed and blended in from the Sky Spirit Cap, and then accompanied by the explosion of three sonorous sounds, three golden heart swords emerged, and the momentum of the three suddenly skyrocketed, almost reaching the edge of the half-step unparalleled period.

"I heard that the sword sealer can improve his combat power. I saw it today. It was really extraordinary. The magic cloud was overwhelming." The old face of the former Great Venerable finally showed a trace of dignity, and his arm protruded into the sky.

Suddenly, dark clouds rolled from the sky like waves, and within a few breaths, they filled the sky, and the sky and the earth suddenly entered the darkness. If it weren't for the sage soldiers, it would shine and shine in all directions. Out of sight

"Did you kill your heart?" Wutian's eyes flickered, and smiled at Jian Yi and three: "Don't kill him, leaving me with great use."

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