Supreme Martial God Technique

At this moment, everyone's eyes were fixed on the fighting arena.

Everyone's eyes were full of disbelief.

They couldn't believe their eyes.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

The only one who was not dumbfounded was probably Qi Xiuyuan.

Just now, they thought Wu Yun would be seriously injured by Leng Bufan.

But after the snap.

They found that Wu Yun was not injured, and Leng Bufan's splitting palm was directly dissolved halfway through.

At this moment, there was a scarlet palm print on Leng Bufan's face.

And Leng Bufan was staring at Wu Yun with an almost suffocating expression.

He couldn't believe that Wu Yun actually slapped him.

Not to mention that others didn't see it, even he himself didn't see it clearly, how did Wu Yun do it?

Just now, his splitting palm was about to hit Wu Yun's heart.

But for no reason, it was suddenly dissolved.

At the same time, a shadow flashed across his eyes, and then a burning pain came from his face.

The whole audience was silent.

No one spoke, and no one dared to speak.

All this was beyond their imagination.

Especially the people from Feilong Academy, they were completely dumbfounded.

Everyone once again verified Wu Yun's cultivation aura, and they could indeed feel that it was only the eighth level of Tianzun Realm.

"Ah!"

At this moment, Leng Bufan suddenly roared to the sky like a madman.

"You dare to hit me!"

Grinning, like a mad dog whose bones were robbed.

"I will kill you."

Leng Bufan slapped again, but immediately afterwards, there was another snap.

There was another scarlet palm print on the other side of his face.

Everyone lost their voices again.

Leng Bufan was stunned again.

But this time, Leng Bufan quickly woke up, and he suddenly flew back.

"Wu Yun, you are cheating, you are hiding your cultivation?"

Wu Yun smiled faintly, "Do I need to tell you that I am hiding my cultivation? Do you believe me if I say I am not hiding it?"

"Impossible, this is impossible."

Leng Bufan's eyes were full of shock, anger, and murderous intent.

His hand had already reached out to the sword that was originally stuck in the ground.

It must be said that Leng Bufan practiced sword.

In terms of fist and palm skills, it is definitely much worse than using a sword.

Just like when Wu Yun used a gun, once the gun was out of his hand, his combat effectiveness immediately dropped a lot.

But he did not have Wu Yun's strong luck and talent.

After practicing the Supreme Martial God Technique, although Wu Yun still only loves the spear.

But now, whether there is a weapon in his hand or not, he can maximize his combat effectiveness.

Otherwise, Wu Yun could not give him two slaps so lightly.

Seeing Leng Bufan wipe the sword, Wu Yun wanted to mock him.

"Hey, who just said that he would kill me with bare hands today? Why, are you scared now? Not with bare hands anymore?"

Leng Bufan stared at Wu Yun, and the hand he had just stretched out retracted.

But he retracted it and stretched it out again.

He kept going back and forth like this, not knowing whether he should take it or not.

For people like him, the most important thing is face.

If he took the sword, it would be like slapping himself in the face.

If he didn't take the sword, it would be like letting Wu Yun slap him in the face.

Fist and palm skills were his weaknesses.

Wu Yun's unpredictable speed really scared him.

And what he feared most was that Wu Yun had hidden his cultivation.

Although Wu Yun did not admit it, if he was only at the eighth level of the Heavenly Venerable Realm, how could he slap him twice so easily?

This dilemma was really infuriating.

At this time, voices came from the audience, "Leng Bufan, kill him."

"Leng Bufan, kill him."

This is simply putting Leng Bufan on the fire.

Dilemma.

"Ah!"

Leng Bufan roared again, but he didn't hold the sword after all.

He wanted to try again to see if it was an accident.

He slapped again and rushed towards Wu Yun.

But there was no accident.

There were two sounds of "pa, pa".

Leng Bufan's left and right faces were hit hard again.

Although these four slaps did not cause any substantial damage to his body.

But the trauma to his mind can be said to have reached an unprecedented level.

At this moment, he no longer cared about face or dignity.

His mentality was close to the edge of collapse.

If he didn't take action again, I'm afraid his whole face would be beaten off by Wu Yun.

Even if he slapped himself in the face, he would never let others humiliate him.

That is to say, Leng Bufan's character was still firm.

If it was Xue Shicheng, he would have already lost his mentality and completely lost his fighting power.

Suddenly, Leng Bufan rushed back to his scabbard.

With a clang, the long sword came out of the scabbard.

This is a light blue long sword, the whole body is dark blue, and the sword energy is mixed with murderous aura, released invisibly.

Staring at the sword, Wu Yun's eyes finally showed some excitement.

He had already planned to take this sword into his hands today.

After returning, he will give it to Li Yanran and others as a gift.

This sword is definitely not an ordinary product, just as Wu Yun expected.

At least it is definitely not worse than the Ziyin sword in Xue Jian's hand.

I think it should also be a top-grade earth-level weapon.

At this moment, Leng Bufan roared, and the whole person flew into the air, and his aura rose straight up at this moment.

The worry just now was swept away.

It must be said that Leng Bufan with a sword and Leng Bufan without a sword are completely two different feelings.

"Go to hell!"

At this moment, Leng Bufan's confidence returned.

His overall combat effectiveness has also made a qualitative leap.

Boom!

A sword was slashed out, and the terrible sword energy, mixed with cold murderous aura, attacked Wu Yun.

Wu Yun's eyebrows condensed, and he did not resist.

Leng Bufan's strength is not weak in itself, and with the earth-level weapon in his hand, it has increased exponentially.

He did not blindly resist.

But he still did not exert his strength.

His martial soul has not been used yet.

Moreover, Wu Yun is sure that even if Leng Bufan uses a sword, he does not need to use any trump cards.

As long as he removes all the suppression of the third level of the transformation realm.

He can still easily take down Leng Bufan.

But he didn't do that. Today, he wanted to test the power of the top-grade earth-level seal.

After all, it has been so long since he used it. Let's see how much advantage this fused top-grade earth-level seal can have against this top-grade earth-level weapon.

Seeing Wu Yun retreat, and his aura still did not change.

Leng Bufan smiled coldly. He mistakenly thought that Wu Yun's strength was just that.

In front of his sword attack, he could only dodge.

The confidence he had lost before was finally found again.

He felt that he had gained an absolute upper hand.

Killing Wu Yun was still easy.

It seemed that he had forgotten the shame of being beaten by Wu Yun without any ability to fight back.

Supreme Martial God Art