War God Asura

"Huh~" Suddenly, the black-robed man stepped forward, his whole body turned into a stream of light, surging up like a black meteor that hung upside down, and instantly jumped into the formation of everyone.

"Uh ah~~" At the same time, only a few painful screams came, and large swaths of blood began to pour down in the sky.

In the blink of an eye, the strong men of the Dali dynasty who wore armors either had their heads in a different place or died prematurely. They were all buried in the hands of the black-robed man, and their deaths were extremely tragic.

"You...you..." Looking at the scene in front of him, the little prince of the Dali dynasty was pale and full of horror.

The two black-robed men control Zixia. He thought that they were only the Shura Wuzong, but at the moment when the black-robed man took action, he clearly felt that the breath of the black-robed man was far away from the Shura Wuzong. On the above, he is actually a strong man of Shura Wu.

"Hey, I said the little prince, in fact, you can't blame your father, you can only blame you for being too low-key!" The black-robed man, now covered with blood, exuding a breath of horror, stepped on the void. Walked towards the little prince.

At this moment, the little prince just stared at his eyes and stood trembling in place. It wasn't that he didn't want to flee, but that he had lost the ability to move in front of the powerful pressure of Wuzun Shura, and he could only keep his eyes open. Looking at the demon-like figure, he kept approaching himself.

"Slap~"

But when the black-robed man was about to approach the prince, a dry palm suddenly appeared, and silently patted the black-robed man’s chest, but at this moment, an invisible energy, But it was pouring into the body of the black robe man.

"boom"

"Wow~"

Suddenly, a violent explosion sounded, and the black-robed man suddenly spurted out a big mouth of blood, and then his body fell into the clouds like a broken kite.

At this moment, the space next to the prince was also squirming, and then the figure of an old man appeared. The old man was dressed in a golden robe and had a strong aura. He was also a beginner Shura Wuzun.

"There is actually a master!~" Looking at the scene in front of him, another black-robed man was shocked, because he recognized at a glance that the old man was also from the Dali dynasty and was a real master.

"Master Zhao, if you keep coming out, this prince's life will be lost." The little prince said to the old man beside him in fear.

"Heh, the prince, facing two Shura Wuzun, I can't handle the old man."

"When I was forced to do nothing, I could only use extraordinary means, secretly attack, and solve one first!" The old man smiled flatly, and the little prince nodded his head with an understanding of the old man's words.

"Unexpectedly, the true disciple of Heavenly Dao Peak actually did the act of killing people and overcoming goods. It seems that the so-called decent people are nothing more than this!" But then, the old man cast his sharp eyes on the black-robed man standing in the distance. Body.