Supreme Martial God Technique

But for Wu Yun, this is not a good thing.

In other words, judging from their current confrontation.

The greater Wu Yun's background, the more they want to kill him.

Seeing that these two hundred people were preparing to kill him at the same time.

Wu Yun frowned.

Of course, this is not panic, because he has been prepared.

Now, it is time to let the old man, the God of Creation Bell, come out for a walk.

"Hey, old bastard, come out, don't stay here, no matter how you play in here, no one outside will know."

"Stinky boy, you are causing trouble every day!"

This time, the God of Creation Bell did not object.

Just muttered.

In fact, Wu Yun had communicated with him a long time ago, otherwise, Wu Yun would never dare to step into the second floor of the palace so arrogantly in public.

"Let's go together and kill him. If this kid really comes from that place, he must have more than one artifact on him. Don't give him any chance."

Someone roared, and then stepped out first.

Immediately afterwards, the two hundred or so people actually attacked Wu Yun at the same time.

Such a scene is really spectacular.

Two hundred or so Enlightenment Realm cultivators attacked a ninth-level Yuanhe Realm teenager at the same time.

If it were spread out, I'm afraid no one would believe it.

At this moment, two hundred or so figures and two hundred or so powerful auras surged throughout the palace.

Fortunately, the layout of the palace has imposed restrictions, otherwise, the entire palace would probably be shaken down.

"Go, old bastard, this is your first time to attack, don't let me down!"

Wu Yun stood in the center of the storm-like spiritual energy bombardment.

He glanced around.

If he said he wasn't nervous, it would be impossible.

Although the God of Fortune Bell agreed to help him.

But if this old bastard is unreliable, then I'm afraid that in this case, he has nowhere to escape and will die.

"What are you afraid of? Just relying on these trash, do you think I can't stop them?"

Obviously, the God of Fortune Bell sensed the fluctuations in Wu Yun's heart.

He muttered unhappily.

Then, without waiting for Wu Yun to answer.

In an instant, Wu Yun felt a terrifying breath in his body rolling violently.

Before he could react, a half-body phantom figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

This person was white-haired and old. Although he only had half of his body, he was extremely majestic.

There was no doubt that this majestic phantom figure was the incarnation of the Creation God Bell.

This was the second time Wu Yun saw the Creation God Bell appear in human form.

However, when he saw the phantom figure of the Creation God Bell.

The two hundred or so Enlightenment Realm cultivators who swarmed around him all paused.

Although they didn't know why such a phantom figure suddenly appeared in front of Wu Yun.

But they could clearly feel it.

Although this phantom figure was only half of his body, the breath exuding from his body at this moment was enough to suffocate them.

Even at this moment, they felt that the blood flowing in their bodies was about to solidify.

"What a terrible breath, what on earth is this existence?"

Someone couldn't help but ask such a panic question.

However, there was more than one person who had this question.

It was every one of them.

At this moment, their figures had been forcibly stopped in mid-air.

Not only that, most people had already thought of escaping.

Even some timid people had already knelt on the ground.

Begging for mercy: "Senior, please spare my life, please spare my life!"

"You know who I am, so you beg for mercy?"

Facing these guys begging for mercy, the God of Creation Bell was full of disdain. This was too shameless.

Just now, he was shouting and killing, and now he knelt down to beg for mercy?

"Senior, we don't know who you are, but no matter what, please spare our lives!"

It has to be said that this is indeed a bit shameless.

Even Wu Yun showed a look of contempt.

However, at this moment, Wu Yun had a great change of mind about the God of Creation Bell.

He thought to himself: I didn't expect that this old bastard who always said that he was incompetent was actually so powerful.

The feeling this aura gave him was probably beyond the reach of even Ziyun Daoist.

If there were people who could compare with the Creation God Bell at this moment.

As far as Wu Yun knew, so far, he had probably only seen two.

The first one was the Martial God in the Hunyuan Golden Pill.

The second one was the Martial God's opponent, Bai Yuji.

Thinking of Bai Yuji, Wu Yun suddenly thought of Zi Linglu.

Since that short-lived flash, he suddenly disappeared and no one knew where he went.

But presumably, with the enemy relationship between Bai Yuji and the Martial God, Zi Linglu would not let him go and would definitely wait for him somewhere.

"Spare you? Impossible, forget it!"

While Wu Yun was thinking, he was interrupted by the voice of the Creation God Bell.

At this moment, the voice of the Creation God Bell was very plain, but everyone could feel the horror hidden in his words.

At this moment, Wu Yun looked up and saw that many of the Enlightenment Realm cultivators were so scared that their faces turned pale, and some even had their pants wet.

It was too shameful for a dignified Enlightenment Realm cultivator to end up like this.

It was a pity that they could have provoked anyone else but the wrong person.

Suddenly, the illusory right arm of the Creation God Bell suddenly raised.

Then, a wave of air surged.

This seemingly light blow actually concealed endless murderous intent.

Wu Yun, who was standing next to the Creation God Bell, felt the same way.

He even had a feeling that at this moment, let alone this group of Enlightenment Realm cultivators.

Even if Taoist Ziyun was swept by this wave of air, he would probably have no power to fight back.

Sure enough.

Under the sweep of this wave of air, the two hundred or so Enlightenment Realm cultivators did not even have time to scream.

All were cut in half.

There was no complete corpse on the scene.

Without exception, everyone was cut in half.

"Oh my god, old bastard, so powerful."

Wu Yun's eyes were wide open at this scene, and he shouted that it was powerful.

At the same time, he was secretly envious in his heart, wondering when he would be able to possess such a domineering power.

When that time comes, maybe he will be qualified to meet Luo Yao.

"Stinky boy!"

While Wu Yun was looking forward to it, the God of Creation Bell turned back and glared at Wu Yun, and cursed.

Then it disappeared without a sign.

When they met again, he turned into the ancient God Bell again, floating in Wu Yun's Dantian.

"Let's go, the trouble has been solved for you. As usual, I will take you to sweep the second floor, half for each of us!"

Soon, his voice came again in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Okay!"

Wu Yun was stunned for a moment, and then nodded.

It must be said that the strength of the God of Creation Bell and his old naughty tone of speech are really not in line.

"Wait, I have something to do first!"

Before leaving, Wu Yun looked at the two hundred or so corpses scattered on the ground.

Thinking, then smiled strangely and said.

The Supreme Martial God Technique