Supreme Martial God Art

Chapter 32 Bai Lin

Just listening to the Long Brothers laughing, "Very good, I didn't believe it when I heard that you have reached the tenth level of cultivation, but now it seems that there is no falsehood."

When the words fell, the dragon flying elephant made a strange cry, moved the fat body, and smashed the hammer towards Wu Yun with the hammer in his hand.

Don't look at this Long Feixiang's bloated body, and he is not slow at all in moving his hands.

"Brother Wu Yun, we will help you."

Li Dao, who had recovered from the shock, drew his long sword and prepared to meet the enemy.

Although Wu Yun already has a tenth-level cultivation base, he is still not easy to face two tenth-level experts at the same time.

Fatty and Du Feixue also took out their weapons and stood beside Wu Yun.

"Walk."

The situation was urgent, Wu Yun released a gentle aura and pushed the three of them away, "You can't help."

Facing the masters of the Tenth Layer, even if the three of them joined forces, they would definitely not be able to make three moves. Wu Yun did not want to see them hurt.

Moreover, he has absolute certainty to deal with these two people.

The three of Li Dao were pushed out more than ten meters away, looked at each other, and did not continue to move forward.

clang.

With a crisp crashing sound, Wu Yun's long spear silver blade had already shot, blocking Long Feixiang's ferocious hammer.

clang clang!

After a few short strokes, Long Feixiang gradually collapsed. Although he barely remained uninjured, his clothes had been punctured in more than a dozen places, just like a beggar.

"My grandma, is Brother Wu Yun so evil?"

Behind him, the three of Li Dao were stunned, and the fat man rubbed his eyes and looked forward to fight in disbelief.

And that Long Feixiang also panicked and dodged, while begging for help: "Big brother, come and help me, this kid is so weird, he can suppress me even though he has the same cultivation level as me."

"Hurting my brother, courting death."

Long Feihu originally planned to find the flaws and subdue Wu Yun with one move, but now it seems that he can't wait for that time and continues to drag on. His brother Long Feixiang may not be able to hold on to a few more moves.

His weapon stone is a pair of large scissors, known as the deadly silver scissors.

Kazuka Kazuo cut it towards Wu Yun.

With the addition of Long Feihu, Long Feixiang finally got a short breath.

But just when he stopped his body and relaxed his vigilance a little, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his waist.

He subconsciously wanted to escape, but found that he was restrained by something behind him, unable to move at all.

Looking down, his face suddenly paled.

I saw a bloody spear tip stabbed out of his abdomen, and blood slowly dripped down the spear tip.

The severe pain made it difficult for him to do any of his movements. He turned his head with difficulty, and what he saw was Wu Yun's icy face.

With a swoosh, the long sword was pulled away from his body.

Long Feixiang screamed, his fat body was soft to the ground, and his eyes were full of despair and pain.

"Big brother!"

These were the last two words he spat out.

In the distance, Li Dao and Du Feixue were completely frightened. They rubbed their eyes hard, watching what had just happened in disbelief.

Fatty stared at Wu Yun in astonishment, "Li, Brother Li, did you just see how Brother Wu Yun got there? Where the hell is he?"

After a brief period of stunnedness, Long Feihu reacted abruptly.

Just now, he clearly saw Wu Yun right in front of him, but in the blink of an eye, a figure flashed in front of him. When he came to his senses, Wu Yun had already disappeared in front of him, and behind him came the screams of his younger brother, Long Feixiang. .

"Flying elephant."

Long Feihu let out a loud roar and rushed towards Long Feixiang, who fell to the ground.

After the inspection, Long Feihu found desperately that Long Feixiang's spleen had been completely pierced, and there was no medicine to treat.

"Wu Yun, I, Long Feihu, won't kill you, I swear I'm not a human being."

Long Feihu's scarlet eyes were full of murderous intent, staring at Wu Yun.

Wu Yun looked at him indifferently, without the slightest pity, he knew that if he fell into the hands of these two people, the pain he would suffer would be more terrifying than death.

Suddenly, Long Feixiang took out a short whistle from the storage ring, and a distant voice spread far away.

Not far away, Bai Lin, who was searching, suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of the whistle.

This sudden whistle, Wu Yun did not understand why, Li Dao behind him hurriedly reminded: "Junior Wu Yun, make a quick decision, this is their secret code, this bastard is asking for help."

Wu Yun's face suddenly turned cold, his spear clenched tightly, his figure flashed, and he stabbed at Long Feihu.

"It's just right, I'm going to kill you."

Long Feihu's eyes were red, and he roared wildly, full of grief and hatred.

The death of his younger brother made him lose his mind for a short time, and he used an almost crazy style of play to meet Wu Yun with the goal of losing both.

Just hear a thud.

Long Feihu's chest was pierced, and the life-threatening scissors in his hand had almost touched Wu Yun's throat, only half an inch away from cutting Wu Yun's throat.

It's a pity, after all, it was still half an inch short. He died and Wu Yun was alive.

And all of this is under Wu Yun's control. Long Feihu knows that he is invincible and wants to kill Wu Yun to avenge his younger brother, but these tricks of his have long been seen through by Wu Yun. He succeeded.

Withdrawing the spear, wiped away the blood, revealing the silver gun body.

"Brother Wu Yun, you, you, you are hiding too deeply."

Behind him, Fatty's slightly resentful, but full of adoring voice sounded.

Wu Yun pretended to be embarrassed and smiled. Just as he was about to answer, his expression suddenly changed, and his eyes were fixed on the front right.

Sure enough, not long after, an angry voice came: "Wu Yun, it is an unforgivable sin for you to kill my two junior brothers. Today, I will act for the heavens."

Accompanied by the sound, there is a powerful cultivation aura.

"Sea Transformation Stage Two."

Wu Yun's face changed slightly.

At the rear, Li Dao shouted: "Brother Wu Yun, it's Bai Lin who is here, hurry up."

"Hmph, it's not that easy to leave."

As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp sword qi slashed towards him. Wu Yun dodged to avoid it. On the ground where he was standing, a sword mark that was one meter deep was actually slashed.

"Aura transforms into shape!"

Wu Yun's eyes twitched slightly.

Ahead, Bai Lin had already appeared beside the corpses of the Long brothers.

"A deadly move."

Bai Lin looked at Wu Yun again with a little more confusion.

The same tenth layer, one enemy two, is a fatal move, even he is difficult to do.

But Wu Yun did it.

Not only that, Wu Yun didn't even get dust on his body, obviously winning very easily.

Bai Lin even began to suspect that the information Li Jianfeng told him was wrong, and Wu Yun definitely had more than ten-level cultivation.

But when he carefully looked at the aura fluctuations on Wu Yun's body, he couldn't help but feel confused, because he could only feel the tenth heaven's aura fluctuations from Wu Yun.

How could he be able to see through the secret method of the Supreme Martial God Art?

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