Chapter 283 Ancestor? God of Winds.

Ling Yuanwu didn't stop, but a terrifying spiritual energy suddenly hit him from a distance.

Just hear a bang.

Although Ling Yuanwu was not hurt, he was forced to step aside.

The person who came was an old man with gray hair and even his clothes were in tatters.

Everyone immediately turned their heads to look.

If it weren't for the terrifying blow that forced Ling Yuanwu to retreat, he would even think that this person might be a beggar.

But at this moment, no one dared to characterize this old man based on his dress.

The kind of aura that seemed to be revealed from his body was enough to make everyone present feel frightened.

Ling Yuanwu retreated to Wu Yun's side, frowning deeply, and whispered to himself, "Wanfeng Shen? He's actually still alive."

Wu Yun also frowned. This person's identity is currently unknown, but his cultivation is terrifying enough to suppress everyone present.

Moreover, it seems that he is from the four major forces.

"who is he?"

"The four major forces are here to help again?"

In the distance, the millions of people watching the battle lowered their heads and whispered.

Wu Yun glanced at everyone, and when his eyes fell on the four sect leaders who were seriously injured on the ground.

Their expressions suddenly changed. After the four people were injured by Ling Yuanwu, their eyes were full of despair.

But at this moment, the expressions on their faces were extremely relaxed, as if they had grasped a life-saving straw, and their eyes were full of hope.

"Asshole, is this old guy really here to help them?"

Wu Yun whispered to himself.

Not far away, I saw the disciples of the Ten Thousand Saints Sect lying on the ground, all of them respectfully said in unison: "Welcome to you, ancestor."

As soon as these words came out, the scene exploded instantly.

Ling Yuanwu was pretty good, there hadn't been much change, and he had already guessed the other party's identity when he heard the other party's voice.

When Wu Yun heard the disciples of the Wan Sheng Sect calling their ancestors, his expression turned extremely ugly.

It was obvious that the occupation had been reversed, but I didn't expect that an ancestor would come out halfway through the Ten Thousand Saint Sect.

Moreover, it seems that this ancestor is much stronger than Ling Yuanwu.

He secretly thought, "Oh no, if this person is as unreasonable as Wan Tianlong and does whatever he wants, I'm afraid he will really end up here today."

No chance of survival.

And people in the distance were also talking about it.

"It's actually Wanfeng Shen, the ancestor of the Wan Sheng Sect. Didn't you say he died a long time ago?"

"Yes, he hasn't appeared for at least fifty years, and the news that came out before said that he was dead long ago. Unexpectedly, he is still alive."

"It's over. I'm afraid Wu Yun and Ling Yuanwu will suffer this time. This Wanfeng Shen has reached the peak of the ninth level of the Sky Realm fifty years ago. Now I'm afraid he has already broken through. Even breaking through the Yuanhe Realm to reach a higher level is not impossible."

Wu Yun's face became even more ugly when he heard the comments from people outside the venue.

The stronger this old guy is, the more disadvantageous it will be to them.

Moreover, what worries Wu Yun the most is that the Ten Thousand Saints Sect has an ancestor, but what about the other three major forces?

If an ancestor is also separated, there is no need to fight, and there is no resistance.

Turning his head to look at Ling Yuanwu, he saw that Ling Yuanwu was also frowning and staring at the Wanfeng Shen.

At this moment, Wan Tianlong was the first to struggle to get up from the ground, half-knelt on the ground, cupped his hands and said: "Welcome Master."

The other three sect masters also stood up one after another, cupped their hands and said: "Welcome to the ancestor of Wanfeng God."

"Get up."

Wanfeng Shen waved his hand.

When it comes to seniority, although Ling Yuanwu is older than these four sect masters, he can still be considered an equal.

At this moment, he also bowed to the Wanfeng God, but did not say anything. This was out of the most basic etiquette.

I saw Wanfeng Shen looking around, then looking at Wantianlong, and said: "Tell me, what is going on with all this?"

A trace of panic clearly flashed in Wan Tianlong's eyes.

After a pause, he told the whole story in detail.

Of course, it is inevitable to add fuel and vinegar to this.

I saw Wan Fengshen staring at Wu Yun for a while and said: "Is this serious? Did you do everything?"

Wu Yun smiled indifferently. Although he knew that he was definitely no match for Wanfeng Shen, there was no point in being afraid at this moment.

He said coldly: "What he said is true. I killed everyone. But one thing must be corrected. It was you who sent people to deal with me first, and then I struck back. If I am really the kind of person he said, you Do you think Dean Ling Yuanwu will stand by me with his personality?"

These words were precise and precise, but the four sect masters who spoke about them all blushed.

But with Wanfeng Shen present at this moment, they were also confident.

Wan Tianlong took a step forward, pointed angrily at Wu Yun, and said: "You bastard, my Wan Sheng Sect wants you to join the sect to give you face. Not only do you disagree, but you also severely injure the disciples of my sect. Do you still want to do this? Don’t deserve to die?”

As soon as the words fell, there was a burst of screams from the crowd watching the battle outside.

This Ten Thousand Saint Sect is too overbearing and unreasonable, how can it be convincing?

At this moment, Wan Fengshen also roughly understood the whole story.

Suddenly, his eyes turned cold, and he slapped Wan Tianlong on the chest with his palm.

He said angrily: "You bastard, you have completely embarrassed me, the Wan Sheng Sect, one of the four top forces in the Southern Continent, and you actually pursued and beat up a teenage boy like this. You've even been turned upside down by others, and your face has been lost. What use does the Wan Sheng Sect want from you?"

Suddenly, he used his palm again and made a move in the air.

Wan Tianlong, who fell far away, was actually sucked in by him.

Then, I heard a series of screams. Looking at Wan Tianlong, he looked like a dead dog, with his limbs limp, obviously crippled.

A generation of overlords, the master of Wanshengmen, a cultivator of Lingkong Realm, turned into a cripple so quietly.

At this moment, Wan Tianlong's painful face was full of confusion and regret.

His eyes were full of despair.

He hadn't even reacted to what was going on.

He even began to doubt whether this person was his master?

He opened his mouth and wanted to roar, but found that he had no strength at all. Only unwillingness and despair were left in his heart. Various emotions intertwined, and a line of tears flowed from his eyes.

Why? Why do all of you want to help Wu Yun?

Why even my master wants to help him?

Perhaps because he was too excited, and his meridians were crippled, he fainted directly.

And this scene also shocked everyone completely.

The situation turned too fast, leaving no time for any reaction.

No one dared to speak at this moment, they were all scared silly.

Including the other three sect leaders, their eyes were filled with fear.

Originally, they thought that with the arrival of Wan Feng Shen, they had already occupied the absolute right to victory, but the fact seemed not to be so.

Wan Feng Shen directly destroyed Wan Tianlong's cultivation.

That was his disciple who was personally taught.

Why?

Could this Wan Feng Shen be a fake?

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