Supreme Martial God Technique

After a brief moment of daze, Hua Yuan pointed at Wu Yun and laughed.

"Hahaha, haha... you, beat me to pieces, haha... you must have just come from the God Realm and have never seen anything called..." Hua Yuan was laughing crazily, but his voice suddenly stopped.

Then, an extremely terrifying look flashed in his pupils.

The fear on his face became even stronger, and even his facial features were distorted.

Because, suddenly, he felt that he was enveloped by a majestic force.

It was emanating from Wu Yun.

Pseudo-saint realm, second level.

That's right, Wu Yun's cultivation is also pseudo-saint realm, second level.

And at the moment when Wu Yun displayed the pseudo-saint second level cultivation, the whole audience also set off a lot of heated discussions.

Although this cultivation level is not that strong.

But that is for others.

For Wu Yun, it can't be viewed with ordinary eyes.

After all, this person has only ascended from the God Realm for only five months.

In five months, he can cross a whole super-god realm and reach the second level of the pseudo-saint realm?

It is incomprehensible, this is inevitable.

But if it is linked to the previous ten earth sun flowers, it seems that it can be understood.

It can only be said that Wu Yun's talent is far beyond their expectations, but it is still understandable.

Ten earth sun flowers are used on one person to forcibly accumulate cultivation, which is still possible.

But soon, everyone's cognitive speculation was refreshed.

Because they just understood that Wu Yun forced his cultivation to rise because of the ten earth sun flowers.

And such an improvement, his real combat power is definitely not good.

But the scene they saw at this moment was definitely not like this.

Wu Yun's combat power is far from as simple as they thought.

Although he is also a pseudo-saint of the second level like Hua Yuan.

But the power aura that Wu Yun burst out at this moment has completely crushed Hua Yuan.

This feeling was as if Wu Yun had surpassed Hua Yuan by at least three or even four levels.

And it was definitely not a battle between two people of equal realms.

The one who felt it most clearly was Hua Yuan himself.

He was undoubtedly very confident in his own realm of cultivation.

At least he never thought that someone could overwhelm him so much when they were both at the second level of pseudo-saint.

Even Xiao Lin and Nie Kun, he didn't think so.

But the Wu Yun he was facing at the moment.

Wu Yun, whom he had looked down upon from the beginning, actually did it.

Offstage, Yue Yiren's face was surprised, and her eyes were a little complicated.

But what she was surprised about was naturally not Wu Yun's performance at the moment, she was surprised that Wu Yun only released the second level of pseudo-saint cultivation.

Because she knew that Wu Yun was obviously more than the second level of pseudo-saint.

But soon, she understood why Wu Yun did this.

That was because, to deal with Hua Yuan, the same level of cultivation was enough.

Even more.

And at this moment, Wu Yun on the stage suddenly made a move.

His speed was like lightning.

There was no release of martial arts, nor any other abilities.

There was only that extremely fast speed.

The powerful cultivators should have seen Wu Yun raise his fist and hit Hua Yuan in a blur.

On the other hand, Hua Yuan didn't know what kind of fighting style Wu Yun had.

He could only feel that Wu Yun didn't use martial arts.

But the speed was too fast, so fast that he didn't know whether he should hide or bear it.

And if he hid, would it be in time?

Obviously, it was too late.

In a hurry, Hua Yuan hurriedly urged martial arts to block Wu Yun's punch.

But as soon as he urged martial arts, he felt a burst of strong wind, like a sharp rain of needles, hitting his face.

Then he felt a pain in his chest, and the whole person flew backwards.

As his body was knocked away, the martial arts he had just released was also forcibly hit back.

There was no time for everyone to see what his martial arts was.

Moreover, it was not just that.

The punch Wu Yun had thrown at his chest was not just a pure punch.

After the punch, he felt a wave of violent power invading his body, surging wildly in his meridians.

He instinctively urged his cultivation to fight back.

But his cultivation was completely vulnerable to the invading power that Wu Yun had injected into his body.

Bang, bang, bang... Instantly, there were bursts of shattering sounds in Hua Yuan's body.

That was the sound of the meridians being torn and the blood gushing out.

Boom! With a loud bang, Hua Yuan fell heavily to the ground.

Blood was spitting out of his mouth, his hands and feet were limp, his body was covered in blood, and he was motionless.

He was still breathing, he was not dead yet.

But he absolutely could not move.

It was not because he was too seriously injured that he could not move.

The main reason was that his meridians had been shattered by Wu Yun.

Everything just happened in a flash.

It was like a dream.

Everyone in the audience was stunned.

Everyone stood there stupidly, watching Wu Yun land smoothly and easily.

They had to admit that Wu Yun's short and fierce attack just now was not good enough.

At least 80% of the people present could not do it.

And when it comes to the same realm.

Except Xiao Lin and Nie Kun, no one dared to make such a guess.

But can Xiao Lin and Nie Kun really be as perfect and powerful as Wu Yun?

Unconsciously, many people's eyes gradually fell on Xiao Lin and Nie Kun.