Supreme Martial God Art

Chapter 375 The Furious Xing Sanfeng

Sure enough, the sharp-eyed people off the court gradually saw that the trend of fighting on stage was not right.

"No, it doesn't seem right. Wu Yun seems to have fallen into a disadvantage. He doesn't even have a chance to fight back, but why Wu Liao can't even touch the corner of his clothes. This is too abnormal."

The eyes of the top geniuses also showed doubts, and they obviously didn't quite understand what Wu Yun was doing.

On the other hand, Wu Liao was indeed getting more and more anxious.

Apparently he tried his best to not touch Wu Yun at all, and he began to become restless.

Until this moment, a smile finally appeared on Wu Yun's plain face.

He knew the opportunity had come.

Although he could fight back a long time ago, it is not impossible to even kill and suppress it directly.

But on the one hand, Wu Yun didn't want to be too public.

On the other hand, I really did not have a 100% certainty, so I held back.

At this moment, Wu Liao's panic gave him the best chance.

In the battle, the most taboo thing is restlessness, and Wu Liao has obviously touched this point.

I saw Wu Yun's eyes suddenly flash with cold light, and the second pupil technique was directly used.

Although Wu Liao's cultivation base was higher than Wu Yun's, the second pupil technique could not restrain him.

But at the moment, he was anxious and irritated, and he was suddenly swept away by Wu Yun's body-fixing pupil technique, and immediately felt his whole body stiffened, and his moves slowed for a moment.

Even if only for a moment.

But at this moment, Wu Yun lightly tapped his finger on the storage ring, and the silver blade came out of his hand.

Holding the gun in one hand, he stabbed it forward, and the tip of the gun gently pressed against Wu Liao's throat.

All the actions just now, the clouds and waters, the lightning and the fire, are fleeting.

Most people didn't even see how Wu Yun did it, all they saw was the results.

This sudden reversal left everyone stunned.

After being stunned, he was angry, and there were insults from the field.

It's just that this time it's no longer Wu Yun, but Wu Liao.

"What are you doing, you can't even beat this trash, it's really not even a trash."

"Where's your hidden weapon? Besides being insidious and cunning, can you have any other use?"

After a series of insults came, Wu Liao's face was red and his ears were red, and he was furious.

He didn't want to use hidden weapons, but he was given the opportunity to use hidden weapons. The tricks just now were almost terrifying. When he reacted, the cold gun blade had reached his throat.

At this moment, the most angry person is Xue Linglong, Wu Yun refreshed everyone's opinions again and again.

Apparently hitting him in the face again and again.

Gritting his teeth, he stared at Wu Yun fiercely, his chest heaving violently.

"you lose!"

Wu Yun said lightly.

Wu Liao's expression was almost unsightly. The insults from people off the field and Wu Yun's understated voice were intertwined, like countless steel nails pierced into the depths of his heart.

He gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Wu Yun knew that he was unconvinced, but he didn't think much about it. He retracted the silver blade in his hand, turned to look at Zhao Xinglong who was under the stage, and waited for him to come on stage to announce the result.

But at this moment, Wu Liao's eyes flashed coldly, and she whispered, "Wu Yun, go to hell."

One with one hand, only to hear a bang, a sound that is almost inaudible.

But in stark contrast to this inaudible voice, a strong wind with the potential to break the sky pierced Wu Yun's throat.

Extremely fast and ferocious.

In the blink of an eye, this was clearly Wu Liao's hidden weapon, a miniature sleeve arrow.

Although the miniature Hidden Arrow is small, no one dares to doubt his power.

Once stabbed, Wu Yun's throat will be pierced instantly.

"Wu Yun be careful."

"Be careful."

Dong Yuyuan and Muyun reminded almost at the same time.

The rest of the people are more of a lively attitude.

Off the field, Zhao Xinglong also saw Wu Liao's actions for the first time and roared, "You bastard, stop."

Although Wu Yun was facing each other, he was not defenseless.

I knew before that this person was insidious and cunning, so he deliberately kept his hand.

The moment Wu Liao's miniature sleeve arrow was shot, he immediately felt it.

The figure flashed suddenly, and the silver blade in his hand swept across, directly shooting down the flying arrow.

Seeing that the sneak attack failed, Wu Liao felt even more anger in his heart.

He was originally the kind of person with a small stomach. Today's defeat and the abuse of everyone made his heart full of endless anger.

And the source of all this anger stems from Wu Yun.

Looking up at Zhao Xinglong, who was rushing in quickly, his eyes were even more murderous, and he completely went out of his way.

If he wanted to kill Wu Yun, he had to get there before Zhao Xinglong arrived.

"Bastard, go to hell."

When the words fell, I saw Wu Liao's right palm snapped out, and at this moment his right palm had completely turned green.

A green poisonous gas spewed directly towards Wu Yun.

Off the field, everyone exclaimed: "This guy is actually a blue snail poison."

"Wu Yun."

Dong Yuyuan and Muyun changed color at the same time.

This blue snail poison is not simple. Once it is poisoned, those who cultivate below the spiritual realm will surely die within five seconds, and there is no cure.

Zhao Xinglong was even more angry, but all this changed very quickly, and he hadn't arrived yet.

"You bastard, how dare you use poison."

And Wu Yun, because the distance was too close, and only guarded against the opponent's hidden weapons, but he didn't think that this guy actually used poison.

Because the poison gas range is too large, it is too late to dodge.

But Wu Yun didn't want to dodge either. At this moment, Wu Liao had completely aroused his anger.

"court death!"

At this moment, Wu Yun's eyes were full of icy murderous intent, and with a wave of the silver blade in his hand, the power of the Eight Veins was fully exerted under the urging of the Supreme Martial God Art.

He stabbed directly at Wu Liao's throat.

And Wu Liao also took precautions and waved his sword back to block.

However, he only heard a bang, and the long sword in his hand was unable to block Wu Yun's spear blade.

After the gun blade penetrated his sword, it pierced his throat directly.

Before dying, Wu Liao's face was full of disbelief, staring at the pierced sword in front of him.

The moment Wu Yun pulled out the silver blade, Wu Liao completely fell on the main stage with a face full of shock.

Although Wu Liao died, Wu Yun was not feeling well either.

The blue snail poison just now was absorbed through his skin.

At this moment, I only felt that the burning pain was unstoppable, and there were violent colic pains coming from the flesh, as if there were thousands of insects and ants biting in the body.

Hurry up and sit down cross-legged, activate the exercises, and resist the poison of the snails.

At the same time, everyone off the court reacted from the scene just now.

I don't know whether to be shocked or angry.

Wu Liao died, just like that without warning.

Although this guy is insidious and cunning, and he will die, the person who killed him is Wu Yun from the Southern Continent, which is definitely not what they want to see.

At this moment, Zhao Xinglong finally flew to the main stage.

Looking at Wu Liao who was on the ground, and Wu Yun, who was practising energy and detoxification on the side, opened his mouth and hesitated.

At this moment, only a roar of rage could be heard from the crowd.

"Wu Yun, kill my cousin and pay for it with my life."

Everyone heard the sound and looked, but it was one of the major forces in the Eastern Continent, Xing Sanfeng of Xing Yunfeng.

His senior brother is one of the top talents in the team, Xing Wufeng.

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