Supreme Martial God Technique

Seeing Gui Long in such a state, none of his subordinates dared to say a word.

Even Wu Yun and the others could see that the subordinates behind Gui Long did not even dare to breathe too loudly.

It was obvious how terrifying Gui Long was in their hearts.

However, no matter how angry or terrifying Gui Long was.

In the eyes of Wu Yun and the others, he was just not worth mentioning.

Seeing the subordinates behind Gui Long preparing to leave.

But only Wu Yun's indifferent voice sounded faintly.

"Old bastard, have you asked me before taking away Gui Qi's body?"

While speaking, Wu Yun's figure flashed and landed in front of Gui Qi's body.

He stepped on the chest of Gui Qi's body and even spat.

"I killed him, I have the final say, you want to take him away, I don't agree!"

This was Wu Yun's disdain for Gui Long and the biggest provocation to him.

"You want to die!"

These four words were completely squeezed out from Gui Long's teeth.

Not to mention Gui Long, all the subordinates beside Gui Long were grinning.

It can be seen how much anger Wu Yun aroused in them.

"Hmph, a mere late stage of the Nine-Nine Heavenly Tribulations dares to ignore Deputy Commander Gui Long like this. Today, I will let you know what the consequences are!"

The middle-aged man with a beard beside Gui Long said coldly.

But just as he was about to make a move, he saw Gui Long directly reaching out to stop him.

"I will kill this man!"

"After Qi'er died, his soul came back and told me that the cause of all this was because of this bastard!"

"I will avenge Qi'er, and I will kill this bastard with my own hands!"

Gui Long gritted his teeth and said coldly.

It seems that he did not regard Wu Yun as an opponent at all, but as a weakling who could be ravaged at will.

Of course, this is understandable.

As a peak Nine-Nine Heavenly Tribulations strongman, facing a kid in the late Nine-Nine Heavenly Tribulations.

Crushing, this is natural.

At least, that's what he thought.

"Bearded man, I'll leave that old guy to you. He's quite powerful, be careful!"

"Others, kill those two guys!"

With a command, Guilong took the lead, bursting with momentum, and rushed towards Wu Yun.

"Haha, old man!"

After Guilong left, the middle-aged man with a beard stared at the God of Creation Bell and sneered with contempt.

Perhaps, he didn't know how powerful the God of Creation Bell was.

As for the others, they naturally rushed towards Xiao Jin and Xiao Shenlong.

The situation at this moment was somewhat different from what Wu Yun and the God of Creation Bell had predicted before.

It was Wu Yun fighting against Guilong.

The God of Creation Bell, fighting against the middle-aged man with a beard.

Xiao Jin and Xiao Shenlong, fighting against the dozen or so subordinates of Guilong of varying strengths.

Overall, Wu Yun and the God of Creation Bell, naturally had a sure win.

And Xiao Jin and Xiao Shenlong, on the other hand, were relatively at a disadvantage.

It's not that they are not strong.

It's just that the opponent has too many people. If they take turns to attack, they will be a little overwhelmed.

And this is why the God of Fortune Bell and Wu Yun both agreed that they had to challenge two super strong men alone.

What they were afraid of was that Xiao Jin and Xiao Shenlong would suffer.

But the situation has changed a little at this moment.

Of course, even if they suffer, this state must be only temporary.

It didn't take Wu Yun and the God of Fortune Bell to fight against the ghost dragon and the bearded man separately, and it didn't take much time.

I saw the ghost dragon rushing towards Wu Yun.

Full of confidence, roaring wildly.

All the anger broke out at this moment.

He thought he could easily kill Wu Yun in seconds.

But he didn't know that if he fought alone, he might not even be able to get through a round in Wu Yun's hands.

This is the real difference in combat power.

Buzz! A low humming sound exploded and spread.

Wu Yun's cultivation broke out.

The way of killing and the sword of killing appeared at the same time.

Of course, the moment Wu Yun's sword of killing appeared, Gui Long finally felt something was wrong.

He finally sensed the crisis.

Before this, he had never thought that a kid in the late stage of the Nine Nine Heavenly Tribulations could burst out with such a terrifying force.

And in fact, this is happening.

The sword of killing, which was fused with the Heavenly Demon Treasure, had a terrifying force that surged.

In an instant, it enveloped Gui Long.

But it was also because of the Heavenly Demon Treasure.

Gui Long noticed it at the first time.

He widened his eyes and stared at Wu Yun in surprise.

"The breath of the Heavenly Demon Alien Clan, are you a strong man of the Heavenly Demon Alien Clan?"

The reason why he was so surprised was that he was shocked by Wu Yun's sudden burst of momentum, which was only one reason.

More importantly, it was because he was the deputy leader of the Ghost Shadow Alien Clan.

For their mortal enemy, the strong men of the Heavenly Demon Alien Clan, he was absolutely familiar with them.

However, he never knew when such a powerful young cultivator appeared in the demon race?

He could crush him at the peak of the Nine Nine Heavenly Tribulations with his cultivation at the late stage of the Nine Nine Heavenly Tribulations.

Of course, he had no time to think about these things.

Wu Yun had already exploded, so it only took a blink of an eye to attack.

Gui Long swept away his previous relaxed confidence, and his expression was solemn. He stopped his attack in the air.

After all, he didn't take Wu Yun seriously at first.

So, he didn't use his full strength.

If he attacked with such strength at this moment, he would definitely suffer a great loss.

But, can he resolve the crisis at this moment just by not attacking?

The fact is absolutely negative.

He has been crushed by Wu Yun and locked by Wu Yun's power.

It's too late to get rid of him.

What's more, let alone that he was not prepared, even if he had been prepared for a long time, he might not be able to get rid of Wu Yun's attack.

One on one, Wu Yun can easily kill him.

"Kill, Crazy Dragon!"

Wu Yun was not arrogant.

With a low roar, the second martial art, Kill Crazy Dragon, swept away.

The sword of killing in his hand slashed down in the air.

The air was torn and exploded.

Even the space where the long sword passed seemed to be torn open by a terrifying crack that was vaguely visible to the naked eye.

A looming crazy dragon attacked, sweeping towards the ghost dragon violently.