Supreme Martial God Technique

At the same time, the scene in front of Wu Yun changed completely.

There were no mountains around.

This was a desert of rubble, and right where the mountain was, there was a frightening soul-calling flag. Under the soul-calling flag was a terrible blood pool that was several meters square and exuded a foul smell.

Seeing this scene, Wu Yun took two steps back.

Even the stench that hit his nose made him feel sick.

On the other side of the desert not far away, there was a constant rumbling sound.

Someone was fighting.

One of the two parties in the battle was Ning Yihua, and the other one was someone Wu Yun could not recognize.

But judging from his clothes, he should be the same kind of person as the blood eagle.

It's just that the man looked fuller than the blood eagle, not so skinny, not so pale, and his life breath was much more active.

"Wu Yun, be careful!"

At this moment, Ning Yihua suddenly stared at Wu Yun and reminded him suddenly.

And Wu Yun also reacted immediately.

But when he reacted, he felt a terrifying and murderous force coming from behind him. In just a moment, he was enveloped by this force.

Wu Yun tried to dodge with his feet, but the force seemed to have locked the space around him.

He felt his body become extremely heavy. Although he could move, his speed was greatly restrained.

In addition, he had to use nearly half of his strength to resist the death force that permeated the space around him.

For a while, Wu Yun was completely helpless.

"Since I can't make you surrender, I don't want this body. Taking your blood and essence is enough to extend my life for thirty-three years!"

The sharp and piercing voice sounded from behind.

Wu Yun looked back and saw a skinny arm, like a ghost claw, with bursts of piercing sounds of breaking through the air, grabbing towards his heart.

"Damn it!"

Wu Yun cursed secretly, his face was extremely solemn.

But in such a situation, he had no way to avoid it, his fighting power was limited, and resistance was out of the question.

"Am I going to die here!"

Wu Yun gritted his teeth. Facing the extremely fast skinny ghost claw, Wu Yun could not think of any way to resolve it.

Here it comes!

Wu Yun watched the skinny ghost claw approach his body, as if it had penetrated his chest and shattered his heart.

But soon Wu Yun noticed something unusual.

Because he didn't seem to feel any pain.

And he didn't seem to be knocked away.

"Dare to touch my people, get out!"

Just then, a loud voice came, majestically.

The voice seemed to be right next to his ear, and soon, Wu Yun saw a figure suddenly appearing beside him.

Bang!

It all happened too fast.

But in just a breath, everything had happened.

As the sound of the attack came, Wu Yun saw that the blood eagle that was attacking him was actually knocked away directly.

The blood eagle was knocked to the ground heavily, struggled for a few times, and stopped moving.

It was killed instantly!

"So strong!"

Wu Yun couldn't help but exclaimed, and at the same time, turned his head and looked over.

His eyes were fixed on the figure beside him.

This was a middle-aged man with a calm appearance and a transcendent temperament.

Not surprisingly, Wu Yun knew very well that it was this person who suddenly appeared who saved him.

At the same time, Wu Yun also quickly recalled the scene that had just happened.

The middle-aged man said that the person who touched him.

So, does he know me?

Wu Yun asked in his heart.

However, even if he searched all the memories in his mind, he still couldn't find any information about the man in front of him.

I don't know him, that's for sure!

But why does he seem to be able to recognize me?

Moreover, he seems to be quite familiar with me.

"Senior, may I ask you..."

Whoosh!

"Uh!"

Wu Yun hesitated and prepared to ask who the man in front of him was, but the other party didn't seem to want to pay attention to him.

He turned around and flew towards Ning Yihua and the other man who were fighting over there.

The strength of this middle-aged man is indeed strong.

He is much stronger than Ning Yihua.

And Ning Yihua's cultivation is indeed the ninth level of the Supreme Saint Universe.

That is to say, this middle-aged man may have reached the Saint King realm above the Supreme Saint Universe!

As soon as the middle-aged man left, the battle over there was immediately resolved.

Ning Yihua retreated to the side, and the man who fought with Ning Yihua and was a companion of Blood Eagle was crushed by his heart and died tragically on the spot!

"Brother Yihua!"

"Brother Wang Tian!"

As soon as the battle ended, Ning Yihua and the middle-aged man approached quickly, each saying a word and greeting each other.

It seems that they are very familiar with each other.

At this time, Wu Yun finally understood that the middle-aged man named Wang Tian was not familiar with him at all.

He was Ning Yihua's friend and was indeed here to help them, but not because of him!

Thinking of this, Wu Yun was somewhat embarrassed. Fortunately, he didn't ask that question, otherwise, it would be even more embarrassing!

"Wu Yun, come here quickly, this is what I told you, I'm looking for them!"

While thinking, Ning Yihua waved to Wu Yun, signaling him to come over.