Supreme Martial God Technique

As the distance gradually approached, the impact force that Wu Yun felt became more and more fierce and strong.

But because Wu Yun was prepared, these shock waves did not have much impact on him.

And Wu Yun did not get too close.

He chose a relatively safe place that was not too far away and stopped.

After hiding, he watched the scene of the battle in the distance.

Here, the battle in the distance can be seen in full view.

Although the shock wave continued to sweep and became more and more fierce, even if it did not cause substantial impact on Wu Yun, it also affected Wu Yun a lot.

But at this moment, Wu Yun's focus was not here at all.

It was not because he was too fascinated by watching the battle in front.

But at this moment, the battle in front was a little beyond Wu Yun's expectations.

He thought that the senior strongmen of the human race and other races below should be sure of victory, so they dared to attack so recklessly.

Or, at least, they would not be unable to stop these nine saints.

No matter what, the Holy Lord must be forced out to decide the final victory or defeat.

Wu Yun thought so in his heart.

But in fact, Wu Yun was wrong.

Not to say that he was wrong, but he was definitely wrong.

In fact, Wu Yun had already noticed it before he got close.

He noticed that in the fierce battle, the power of the human race and other races below was completely suppressed by the nine holy envoys.

Not to mention winning, it was not even a fierce battle with equals.

It was completely suppressed.

But at that time, Wu Yun kept thinking that since they dared to openly invite a fight, it couldn't be just that.

Until this moment, when he got close and saw everything in his sight.

After seeing it with his own eyes, Wu Yun believed it.

No matter how much he didn't believe it, he could only believe it.

It was not a battle that could be won at all.

It wasn't even 50-50.

At most 30-70.

The chances of winning for the human race and other races were only 30%.

Even, this was Wu Yun's most conservative estimate.

If we make a prediction based on the actual situation at the moment.

The chance of winning is probably less than 20%.

How can we fight?

It's a complete loss!

"Qingtianchi, it's Qingtianchi, it must be Qingtianchi that gave these bastards strength, too strong, these years, they have relied on human cultivators as fertilizer, Qingtianchi,

gave them too much power!"

Below, a strong man of unknown race was shouting.

And after that, there was only a scream.

This person was injured.

One after another, there were constant screams of injured people.

They were all human strongmen, or the voices from other races.

None of the nine holy envoys were injured.

This scene made Wu Yun a little stunned.

They couldn't beat them, they couldn't beat them at all.

This was simply a suicidal battle.

Wu Yun didn't think that these strong men of the human race and other races were stupidly sending themselves to death.

I heard it just now. They should not have expected this result. They didn't expect that the current Shengtian clan was so strong.

The cause of this result was the Qingtian Pool.

What surprised Wu Yun even more at this moment was the Qingtian Pool.

He became more and more curious about what that was.

It could actually make the Shengtian Clan so powerful.

"There is no other way. Use your trump card. Otherwise, not to mention killing the Holy Lord and retaking the chaotic world, even repelling the nine holy envoys and escaping would probably become a huge

problem!"

Once again, someone shouted these words.

Soon, I saw a breath on the ground retreating far behind.

There were at least twenty breaths.

This was the number of strong people from the human race and other races attacking below.

Whether they were injured or not, they were retreating in a planned manner.

They were orderly and did not retreat in a hurry. It can be seen that they must have planned it in advance.

And the nine holy envoys did not stop everyone from retreating.

Because the strong people of all races were not escaping, there was no need to stop them.

They did not seem to be worried about being escaped, let alone worried about the strong people of all races using any trump cards.

They were very calm and confident.

This area was already covered by their power, and there was no way to escape.

As for the so-called trump card.

Perhaps it was because they were extremely confident in their own strength.

They were not afraid of the strong men of the human race and other races using any trump cards.

At this moment, Wu Yun was concentrating on staring at the retreating strong men of all races, with great expectations in his heart.

He was looking forward to them using their trump cards to see if they could create a miracle.

"All the gods gather together, destroy the sky!"

It was a loud roar.

When he looked again, the twenty or so auras that had retreated suddenly gathered together.

In the void, a huge energy long sword quickly emerged.

It was a dark golden long sword.

It was very big, as huge as a mountain, and it was filled with extremely terrible oppression.

Wu Yun couldn't tell whether it was martial arts power, space power, or the power of the holy skills of the holy world.

He only knew that it was very strong.

The aura emanating from this dark golden giant sword.

Compared to the aura when everyone was fighting separately just now, it was definitely more than twenty times more intense and terrifying.

This was probably at least a hundred times more intense.

And with the appearance of this giant sword, the decline just now seemed to be reversed in an instant.

The aura that had been suppressed suddenly reversed, suppressing the power of the nine holy envoys.

"These damn bastards still have such a skill!"

"Back off, this giant sword is very strong. Don't compete with it head-on. They work together to activate this move. They probably won't be able to sustain it for long. Let's take a step aside first and wait until they have exhausted all the energy in their bodies."

Holy power, kill them one by one! "

It was the voice of one of the nine holy envoys.

At this moment, these nine holy envoys no longer have the unbridled confidence they had just now.

It seemed that they were really suppressed by the momentum of this dark gold giant sword.