Supreme Martial God Technique

Wu Yun was relieved.

The two lines of defense in the body, the Immortal Holy Body and the Supreme Martial God Technique can neutralize the sword energy of this Blood Spirit Sword.

It seemed that although the sword energy of this Blood Spirit Sword was powerful, it was ineffective against him.

But the others didn't know what kind of state Wu Yun was in.

After seeing clearly the weapon in Wu Yun's hand, everyone in the audience booed.

Secretly wondering, how could Wu Yun, a genius from the Northern Continent with such incredible talent, use such a cheap weapon?

Xue Linglong also sneered and said: "Hmph, Wu Yun, this is your strength in the Northern Continent? A mysterious-level weapon? Haha, you laughed me to death. I'm afraid your mysterious-level weapon can't stop the cold power of my Blood Spirit Sword. Bone Sword Qi, it seems that I can defeat you completely with just the Cold Bone Sword Qi of the Blood Spirit Sword without me using any power."

Wu Yun smiled and said nothing. He knew that there was still a gap between the silver blade and the blood spirit sword.

But he just didn't want this kind of spiritual weapon.

Putting aside the ones he had given to others before.

If it weren't for the lack of time to find materials, I might be able to refine a lot of these spiritual weapons.

Moreover, the seemingly powerful Cold Bone Sword Qi of this Blood Spirit Sword had no effect on him at all.

So why bother?

But at the same time, Wu Yun couldn't help but secretly gasped. I don't know who made this Blood Spirit Sword.

He actually possesses such domineering Hangu Sword Qi.

Although it is in the category of spirit-level weapons, its true grade may have exceeded the capabilities of spirit-level weapons.

It seems that the materials used to make this sword have reached the level of earth-level weapons, but the weapon refiner is a spirit-level weapon refiner.

And that was the moment Wu Yun was thinking about.

But he was mistaken by others as being injured by the bone-cold sword energy of the Blood Spirit Sword.

Someone said: "No, looking at Wu Yun like this, I'm afraid he was hit by the Blood Spirit Sword's sword energy."

"Yes, I have long heard that the Blood Spirit Sword in Linglong Valley has a powerful Cold Bone Sword Qi. No one with a cultivation level below the Transformation of God realm can understand it. It seems that Wu Yun is going to suffer this time."

Not just them, even Xue Linglong had the same idea.

Xue Linglong laughed arrogantly and said, "Wu Yun, go to hell."

The Blood Spirit Sword was swung out again, and a bloody sword energy struck Wu Yun again.

Xue Linglong was very confident with this sword.

Even confident to the point of forgetfulness.

No matter it's his eyes, his expression, or even his gestures, they all reveal that arrogant confidence.

He was confident that Wu Yun had just been injured by his Cold Bone Sword Qi, and was enduring great pain at the moment, and would never be able to take his sword again.

Under Wu Yun's piercing eye technique, every expression of Xue Linglong was exposed.

He could see Xue Linglong's thoughts at a glance.

There was a faint sneer on the corner of his mouth, and he thought to himself, since this kid is so confident, let's make him happy again.

But at this moment, Wu Yun was thinking in his mind, "The Blood Spirit Sword looks good. Although I don't like using swords, since it was delivered to my door, I might as well use it."

Seeing that the Blood Spirit Sword was stabbing at him with a biting cold sword energy, he stood still and did not dodge.

But Wu Yun's deliberate action completely stunned everyone in the audience.

"No, Wu Yun was really injured by the Cold Bone Sword energy so much that he no longer had the strength to resist?"

"The genius of the Northern Continent died so easily?"

However, Xing Wufeng and others had disdain on their faces, "Huh, Northern Continent, nothing more than that."

But Dong Yuyuan and Mu Yun were extremely anxious at this moment.

Especially Dong Yuyuan, he even shouted loudly: "Wu Yun, get away quickly."

Elsewhere, Xiao Jin and Bald Bird didn't think so, with a hint of surprise in their eyes.

They understand Wu Yun and know that Wu Yun's strength is definitely more than that.

The two looked at each other, and although they didn't speak, they could see in each other's eyes what the other wanted to say.

That boy is going to suffer!

On the main martial stage, only the bloody sword energy of the Blood Spirit Sword was visible, less than half a meter away from Wu Yun.

Everyone in the audience was so nervous that they didn't dare to express their anger. Some people even closed their eyes. They didn't want to see the blood of a person they admired so much just now splattered with blood.

The joy after victory even appeared in Xue Linglong's eyes.

He seemed to have seen the scene after Wu Yun was split in half by his Blood Spirit Sword.

In the audience, Xing Wufeng couldn't help but remind loudly: "Xue Linglong, have you forgotten what I told you? Don't kill him, just cripple him..."

He hasn't finished speaking yet.

But it stopped abruptly.

Just when the Blood Spirit Sword was about to chop down from Wu Yun's head.

But Wu Yun suddenly took action.

The speed was so fast that even Teacher Zhao Xinglong next to him couldn't see clearly.

Not to mention the people off the field.

What Wu Yun is best at is this kind of close combat.

Whether it is his understanding of martial arts or the explosive power of the Supreme Martial God Technique and the Immortal Holy Body, they are his most powerful backing.

Just listen to a clang.

Wu Yun fended off Xue Linglong's Blood Spirit Sword.

Then he kicked Xue Linglong in the chest.

Then, he pinched his right wrist with his left hand and hit it hard with his right hand.

The unprepared Xue Linglong felt her arm go numb, and subconsciously let go, the Blood Spirit Sword fell into Wu Yun's hand.

And his body was kicked ten meters away by Wu Yun.

Everyone watching the game was dumbfounded.

"He, he, he actually, actually took the Blood Spirit Sword!"

Dong Yuyuan looked stunned.

Mu Yun's nervous expression gradually eased, and he whispered to himself, "This kid is really not that simple."

Xing Wufeng and Xue Zhuzhu were both shocked at the same time.

Xing Wufeng was fine, neither the Blood Spirit Sword nor Xue Linglong had anything to do with him. He was only surprised by Wu Yun's amazing speed just now.

But Xue Zhuzhu was really shocked and angry.

The Blood Spirit Sword is one of the weapons of their Linglong Valley. This time, it was also his master's order to let Xue Linglong take the sword and kill Wu Yun.

I didn't expect that it was taken away by the other party. How could he not be angry.

I couldn't help but yell to the main martial arts stage: "Linglong, take back the Blood Spirit Sword."

At this moment, Xue Linglong had just recovered from the shock.

As the person involved, no one knew his feelings better than him.

Wu Yun's speed was like lightning.

The action of taking the sword was smooth and fast.

He didn't give him any chance to react at all.

After recovering from the shock, he gradually listened to the discussions from the audience.

"What a shame, he just threatened to kill Wu Yun, but now even his sword has been taken away."

………

These kinds of discussions were unbearable for Xue Linglong, who was arrogant.

At this moment, his senior brother Xue Zhuzhu urged him to take back the Blood Spirit Sword.

Shame, anger, anxiety...

Various emotions intertwined in Xue Linglong's heart.

His facial expression was distorted.

At this moment, Xue Linglong felt that he had been pushed to the edge of madness.

Supreme Martial God Art