Chapter 32 Bai Lin

The Long brothers laughed and said, "Very good. I didn't believe it when I heard that you had reached the tenth level of cultivation. Now it seems that it is not false."

As soon as he finished speaking, the dragon flying elephant let out a strange cry, moved his fat body, swung the hammer in his hand and hit Wu Yun.

Even though this dragon flying elephant is bloated, it is not slow at all when it moves its hands.

"Brother Wu Yun, let us help you."

Li Dao, who recovered from the shock, drew his sword and prepared to face the enemy.

Although Wu Yun has already reached the tenth level of cultivation, facing two tenth level masters at the same time will still not be easy for him.

Fatty and Du Feixue also took out their weapons and stood beside Wu Yun.

"Walk."

The situation was urgent, Wu Yun used a soft spiritual energy to push the three of them away, "You can't help."

Facing the masters of the tenth level, even if the three of them work together, they will definitely not be able to defeat them in three moves. Wu Yun does not want to see them get hurt.

Besides, I have absolute confidence in dealing with these two people.

Li Dao and the other three were pushed out more than ten meters away. They looked at each other and did not move forward.

clang.

With a crisp impact, Wu Yun's silver blade took action, blocking Long Feixiang's fierce hammer.

Dang, Dang, Dang!

After just a few moves, Long Feixiang gradually shrank. Although he barely managed to remain uninjured, his clothes had been punctured in more than a dozen places, making him look like a beggar.

"My grandma, are Brother Wu Yun so evil?"

Behind them, Li Dao and the others were stunned. The fat man rubbed his eyes and looked at the battle ahead in disbelief.

And Long Feixiang was also dodging in a panic while begging for help: "Brother, come and help me. This kid is so weird. He is obviously the same as me in cultivation but he can suppress me to death."

"Hurt my brother and you're seeking death."

Long Feihu was originally prepared to find the flaw and subdue Wu Yun with one move, but now it seems that he can no longer wait for that time. If he continues to delay, his brother Long Feixiang may not be able to withstand a few moves.

His weapon is a pair of large scissors, known as the deadly silver scissors.

Then he cut towards Wu Yun.

With the addition of Long Feihu, Long Feixiang finally got a short respite.

But just when he stopped and relaxed his vigilance a little, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his waist.

Subconsciously, he wanted to run away, but found that something seemed to be holding him behind him, making him unable to move at all.

Looking down, his face suddenly turned pale.

A bloody spear point was seen piercing out of his abdomen, and blood was slowly dripping from the spear point.

The severe pain made it difficult for him to make any movement. He turned his head with difficulty, and what he saw was Wu Yun's cold face.

With a swish sound, the sword was withdrawn from his body.

Long Feixiang screamed, his fat body went limp to the ground, his eyes were full of despair and pain.

"Brother!"

These were the last two words he uttered.

In the distance, Li Dao, Du Feixue and the others were completely frightened. They rubbed their eyes vigorously and looked at what just happened in disbelief.

The fat man stared at Wu Yun dumbfounded, "Li, Brother Li, did you just see how Brother Wu Yun passed by? Who is he?"

After a brief daze, Long Feihu reacted suddenly.

Just now, he clearly saw Wu Yun right in front of him, but in the blink of an eye, he only saw a figure in front of him. When he reacted, Wu Yun's figure had already disappeared in front of him, and the screams of his younger brother Long Feixiang came from behind. .

"Dumbo."

Long Feihu roared and rushed towards Long Feixiang who fell to the ground.

After the examination, Long Feihu desperately discovered that Long Feixiang's spleen had been completely punctured and there was no cure.

"Wu Yun, I, Long Feihu, will not be a human until I kill you."

Long Feihu's scarlet eyes were full of murderous intent, staring at Wu Yun.

Wu Yun looked at him calmly, without any pity. He knew that if he fell into the hands of these two people, the pain he would suffer would be more terrible than death.

Suddenly, Long Feixiang took out a short whistle from the storage ring, and a distant sound spread far away.

Not far away, Bai Lin, who was searching, suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of the whistle. His eyes twitched, and he spread out and came quickly in the direction of the whistle.

Wu Yun didn't understand the sudden whistle. Li Dao behind him hurriedly reminded: "Junior Brother Wu Yun, fight quickly. This is their code. This bastard is asking for help."

Wu Yun's face suddenly turned cold, he clenched his spear tightly, and in a flash, he stabbed Long Feihu.

"You're here just in time, I'm going to kill you."

Long Feihu's eyes were red, and he roared crazily, full of grief and hatred.

The death of his younger brother made him temporarily lose his mind, and he used an almost crazy fighting style to meet Wu Yun with the aim of hurting both sides.

Just heard a squeaking sound.

Long Feihu's chest was pierced, and the fatal scissors in his hand had almost touched Wu Yun's throat. It was only half an inch away from cutting Wu Yun's throat.

It's a pity that after all, it was still half an inch short. He died and Wu Yun lived.

And all of this was under Wu Yun's control. Long Feihu knew he was outmatched and wanted to kill Wu Yun to avenge his brother. However, Wu Yun had already seen through these tricks of his. How could he let him He succeeded.

He took back the spear, wiped away the blood, and revealed the silver gun body.

"Brother Wu Yun, you, you, you must have hidden it too deeply."

Behind him, the fat man's voice sounded slightly unhappy, but full of admiration.

Wu Yun smiled awkwardly, and just as he was about to answer, his face suddenly changed, and his eyes stared at the front right.

Sure enough, not long after, an angry voice came: "Wu Yun, you killed two of my junior brothers, the crime is unforgivable, today, I will enforce justice on behalf of heaven."

Along with the voice came a strong breath of cultivation.

"The second level of the Sea of ​​Transformation."

Wu Yun's face changed slightly.

In the back, Li Dao shouted: "Brother Wu Yun, Bai Lin is here, go quickly."

"Humph, if you want to leave, it's not that easy."

As soon as the voice fell, a sharp sword energy came, Wu Yun dodged, and the ground where he stood was actually split open by a sword mark as deep as one meter.

"Spiritual energy transforms into shape!"

Wu Yun's eyes twitched slightly.

In front, Bai Lin had already appeared next to the bodies of the Long brothers.

"A fatal move."

Bai Lin looked at Wu Yun again with a little more doubt in his eyes.

Both of them were in the tenth heaven, and one against two, both were fatal, which was difficult for him to do.

But Wu Yun did it.

Not only that, Wu Yun was not even stained with dust, and it was obvious that he won very easily.

Bai Lin even began to suspect that the information Li Jianfeng told him was wrong, and Wu Yun's cultivation was definitely more than tenth heaven.

But when he carefully looked at the spiritual energy fluctuations on Wu Yun's body, he couldn't help but be confused, because he could only feel the spiritual energy fluctuations of the tenth heaven from Wu Yun.

How could he see through the secret method of the Supreme Martial God Art.

Supreme Martial God Art