Supreme Martial God Art

Chapter 141

If the sword was inserted into him just now, I am afraid he has not been so angry, and he has already seen through the ugliness of human nature.

The most fearful thing is that the people around you who care about you get hurt because of you.

This is Wu Yun's bottom line.

Seeing that everything has been seen through, Wei Yuhao stopped pretending, and said, "Junior brother, I have to admit that I really admire you, but you have too many treasures on your body. I think you don't mind giving some to senior brother, right? ."

When the words fell, he looked at Yuwenlie and said, "Do it."

"asshole."

Wu Yun held Mu Zirou in her arms, her stomach was still gurgling blood, and she gritted her teeth and roared.

At this moment, everyone around them saw that their Feiyunzong had started an internal strife first, and all of them exploded immediately.

"Go on, catch Wu Yun, grab the baby, their Feiyun Sect is in chaos, what are we afraid of?"

In the distance, Yu Chengfeng also sneered, "Hmph, Feiyun Sect, the famous and decent, hehe."

In the center of the crowd, Wu Yun seemed to have nowhere to escape, and everyone squeezed in desperately, just wanting to catch Wu Yun first.

And the closest Yu Wenlie, Wei Yuhao, and the three loose cultivators have all shot at this moment, and Wu Yun is about to be seriously injured by their swords.

If you give them a little more time, I'm afraid Wu Yun will have nowhere to run.

If Wu Yun really had no way to retreat, he would have used the Lightning Induction Technique a long time ago.

There was only the last step left in the previous Eight Desolate Fuxian Formation, and now, this step has been completed.

Then, Wu Yun yelled, "Get out of here!"

With a roar, the formation suddenly erupted with a majestic aura, wrapped in a powerful murderous aura, even their Earth Martial Realm cultivators could not resist at all.

The Eight Desolate Immortal Immortal Formation, although it is only a small Eight Desolate Immortal Immortal Immortal Formation, but its power is terrifying enough.

The closer to the formation, the greater the impact, especially Wei Yuhao and Yu Wenlie, who were standing inside the formation, were particularly serious.

One by one, shocked by this powerful momentum, they retreated again and again, vomiting blood.

"This little brat actually made a small Eight Desolate Fuxian Formation."

The three scattered cultivators were full of resentment. They had pursued a real martial artist for so long after their cultivation level. At this moment, they were even injured by the counterattack. How could they not be angry.

Wu Yun held Mu Zirou and sat firmly in the middle of the formation. The Eight Desolate Fu Immortal Formation had already been opened. These people would not be able to enter for a while, and Wu Yun and the seriously injured Mu Zirou could not escape from here at all.

With a gloomy face, I thought to myself, since you want what I have on me so much, then I will let you suffer the consequences.

After thinking about it for a while, he said loudly: "Everyone of you wants to take me back, but I have only one Wu Yun, so whoever of you can survive to the end, I will go back with whoever."

This remark really aroused the hearts of many people, but some people were skeptical.

"You are very treacherous, are you trying to trick us into killing each other?"

Wu Yun smiled and said: "Do you think I can escape from here with a seriously injured person? You don't have to believe me, once the Eight Desolate Fuxian Formation fails, the people from the Flying Cloud Sect and those from the Beast Control Sect will not be able to escape. It is bound to make a move, and then do you think you will be able to grab them?"

Everyone suddenly began to think silently, and all felt that this was reasonable.

At this moment, Yu Chengfeng, Yuwenlie, Wei Yuhao, and others began to look ugly. They originally thought that they would be able to stick to Wu Yun here, but they didn't expect Wu Yun to come up with such a trick.

The two sects became the target of public criticism for a while.

After a while, the crowd was restless again, and some of them began to organize.

"Friends, each of us wants Wu Yun, but our biggest enemies are probably the Beast Control Sect and the Feiyun Sect. Why don't we unite and defeat the Beast Control Sect and the Feiyun Sect before Wu Yun comes out. people to solve it.”

As soon as this statement came out, everyone agreed.

Hearing these words, even the three veteran cultivators who had been following Yu Wenlie began to waver.

I saw the three of them bowing their heads and whispering: "Brother, I think it would be better to join these people first to solve the Beast Control Sect and the Flying Cloud Sect, now what we want is not just Wu Yun's blood, but the treasure on his body. We must get it."

"Well, that makes sense."

The three quickly reached a consensus, and then saw that the loose cultivator suddenly made a move and slapped Yuwenlie directly.

The unsuspecting Yuwenlie suddenly vomited blood in the palm of his hand.

"what are you doing?"

Yuwenlie stepped back in panic.

"Hmph, what are you doing, kill you, how can we swallow Wu Yun without killing you?"

San Xiu Lao Dao had a gloomy face and rushed up again.

At the same time, the crowd began to move, some people rushed towards the people of the Beast Control Sect, and the other part rushed towards Wei Yuhao and others.

With the Miaojiang woman and Yu Chengfeng there, the Beast Controlling Sect could still handle it.

Feiyunzong's side is not so lucky, and now only Wei Yuhao and Yuwenlie are left, but Yuwenlie was seriously injured and lost most of his fighting power.

Soon, Wei Yuhao and the two were surrounded by many people, some of whom were even higher than Wei Yuhao, and he wanted to protect the injured Yuwenlie. At this moment, the two of them were grasshoppers on a rope.

Soon, Wei Yuhao was injured, and Yu Wenlie was also injured, saying: "Go, go quickly."

Wei Yuhao gritted his teeth and glanced at Wu Yun who was looking at them with a playful face in the formation. He gritted his teeth and fled quickly with Yu Wenlie.

With the cultivation of the two of them, even though they were injured, there was no problem in trying to escape.

The people of Feiyun Sect have been driven away, and there is only one Beast Control Sect left.

Everyone swarmed up and besieged the Beast Control Sect.

The Beast Control Sect, also because Yu Chengfeng was seriously injured by the monster before, has recovered seven or eight layers, but its combat effectiveness has been greatly reduced.

Although there is the poison of the Miao Jiang woman, it will not be as ugly as Yuwenlie and the others, but it will soon be difficult to support.

Forced by the crowd to step back again and again.

Seeing that they were fighting farther and farther, Wu Yun frowned, secretly saying that the opportunity had come.

At this moment, there is not much time left for the Eight Desolate Fuxian Formation, and his ability can only support it for so long.

This was the only chance. Once they had reacted, they would have nowhere to go with Mu Zirou.

At this moment, Wu Yun jumped up and flew straight towards the distance.

Over there, someone who was fighting with the Beastmaster Sect suddenly shouted, "Stop fighting, Wu Yun ran away."

"You bastard, we've been tricked, hurry up."

At the moment, everyone put down their hands to fight and chased in the direction Wu Yun fled.

Although Wu Yun's walking technique was like lightning, he still carried a Mu Zirou on his back, and there were many cultivators of the Earth Martial Realm who were chasing after him, and he was quickly chased up.

As Wu Yun ran wildly, he muttered to himself, "No, they will catch up if we continue like this. We have to find a way."

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