Supreme Martial God Art

Chapter 166 One Punch Man Reappears

However, for Wu Yun, all of this is just skins, with 450,000 jins of pure physical strength, even if the descendants of the ancient demon gods came, they would not dare to boast that they could be stronger than him, not to mention this little one. Little Southern Barbarian.

"Do you really want to try?" Wu Yun couldn't help but laugh after hearing the request of the southern barbarian.

Secretly, it seems that these southern barbarians are really as everyone said, their IQs are still a little short, and they are somewhat blindly confident.

He obviously has the absolute upper hand, but he has to go down the road of losing.

Hearing the request of this southern barbarian, Ouyang Yu also smiled slightly, Wu Yun's pure physical strength, that can even smash the trial tower of Feiyunzong, it is no problem to rule these southern barbarians.

But she knows, others don't.

I just listened to Elder Xu reminding him from behind: "Wu Yun, don't be fooled. This Nanman countryman is good at strength. He is very strong. He is stronger than the flesh of many practitioners. Don't be brave."

Wu Yun smiled at him, indicating that it was okay.

And this Nanman countryman listened to Xu Lao's words and felt that he was complimenting himself. He raised his head and smiled, and said, "Hmph, you know each other, but it's too late. It's no use begging for mercy. You must take a hammer from me today."

Wu Yun shook his head secretly, not knowing how this southern barbarian cultivated to the realm of Earth Martial Realm. If this kind of IQ was placed in the Han nationality, I am afraid that if he was not beaten to death, he would be counted to death.

Just when Wu Yun wanted to answer, he heard only one person from the bunch of southern barbarians came out and said, "Brother, you don't need to do anything to deal with this kid, let me smash him, don't say you bully him, Say we bully the weak."

This person is also a strong bull, but he is a little worse than the person in front of him. Judging from the breath on his body, his cultivation base should be around the eighth level of true martial arts.

I just heard that the southern barbarian in front of him nodded slightly and said, "Alright."

This person was also holding a hammer, waving it for a while, and shouted: "Come on, boy, let you taste the power of our southern barbarians. I heard that the physical strength of your Han cultivators is limited to 90,000 catties, hehe, today , let you see, what is the limit of the physical body."

Wu Yun smiled, it seemed that he had misunderstood the strength limit of the Han people, 90,000 jin was just the passing line.

boom!

The southern barbarian smashed Wu Yun with a hammer.

Under the horrified eyes of everyone, Wu Yun not only did not hide, but went up to meet him.

Just hearing a bang, a wave of air swayed, and everyone looked around, where is there any trace of the southern barbarian on this sacrificial platform.

Only Wu Yun stood in the middle of the sacrificial altar, as if nothing had happened just now.

"Damn, where did you take my brother?"

The former Nanbarians rushed to the sacrificial altar and glared at Wu Yun.

Wu Yun pouted into the distance and said, "See for yourself."

Everyone followed Wu Yun's gaze and saw that a human-shaped hole had appeared in the stone wall a hundred meters away, and a person was embedded in the hole.

It was the southern barbarian who was knocked into the air by Wu Yun.

Everyone was stunned, "He, he actually punched the southern barbarian, known for his strength, into the wall?"

A group of people from the Yunyue Empire exclaimed.

"The Holy Lord is mighty."

At this moment, the southern barbarians roared and roared after a brief shock.

What they believe most is their own physical strength, how can they admit defeat in this matter.

The barbarian of the Southern Kingdom in the Martial Realm made a few strange screams and said, "It must have been my brother who was not ready just now. This time it's my turn."

Wu Yun smiled and nodded in agreement.

In my heart, I was also secretly happy. As a result, these Nanbarians are much easier to deal with. They obviously have a solid advantage, but they have to come and fight with themselves. Isn't this courting death?

If they really attacked with all their strength, Wu Yun was not sure that they would be able to stop them.

Fortunately, these people's intelligence quotients are not enough, to look for a dead reason, they must suppress Wu Yun in terms of strength.

As everyone knows, power, for the Southern Barbarians, is more than pure power, and has risen to the height of belief.

What they care about is not cultivation, not power, but power.

Love aggression just because they are belligerent.

They revere power and will never allow any race to surpass their southern barbarians in power.

I just heard the southern barbarian say: "My physical strength is already 180,000 catties, which is more than double the 90,000 catties of your Han people. Eat me with a hammer."

180,000 catties of strength, if compared with ordinary Han practitioners, it is indeed enough.

There are pros and cons. These southern barbarians are slow to cultivate, but their physical strength far exceeds that of the Han.

boom!

The hammer in the hands of the southern barbarians had already been blasted out, and the people of the Yunyue Empire held their breaths, not daring to let out the air.

For them, 180,000 catties of power are indeed beyond the limits of the physical body.

But for Wu Yun, it's nothing but pediatrics.

Ouyang Yu also had a relaxed expression on his face. He knew Wu Yun's physical strength very well.

boom!

Wu Yun's fist hit the southern barbarian's hammer.

The next moment, everyone was dumbfounded again.

On the sacrificial altar, Wu Yun was still standing there calmly, and the barbarian from the southern country had long since disappeared.

"Could it be that you were beaten to the wall again?"

I don't know who said that.

Immediately, everyone looked into the distance and took a deep breath.

That's right, another human-shaped hole appeared on the stone wall, with a person embedded in it, it was the barbarian of the southern kingdom of the Martial Realm.

In an instant, the scene became violent.

The Yunyue Empire shouted the might of the Holy Lord.

On the other side of the Southern Barbarian Kingdom, there were shouts of scolding, claiming that Wu Yun was going to be stripped alive.

Just when the scene was about to break out and the war was about to break out.

The two Nanman people who were punched into the wall by Wu Yun finally climbed out of the wall and returned to the sacrificial altar.

They were strong and strong, but they were not seriously injured.

Wu Yun thought they were going to come back for revenge, and his face instantly became serious.

But who knows, the two of them went up to the sacrificial altar without a word of nonsense. They knelt down in front of Wu Yun and said, "King, you will be the king of our Nanman Kingdom from now on."

Wu Yun suddenly looked confused, what's the situation?

Not only him, everyone present, including the Yunyue Empire and the rest of the Southern Barbarian Kingdoms, were all in a state of daze.

The southern barbarian continued: "I, the southern barbarians, respect strength and respect strength. Strength is our belief. King, your physical strength far exceeds ours. In the future, you will be the king of our southern barbarian kingdom."

After inquiring, Wu Yun just realized that this power has the highest status in the minds of the Southern Barbarians, and they only support those with the strongest power, regardless of the level of cultivation.

Strength, in the southern barbarian country, is equivalent to the suzerain order of Feiyunzong.

Those who were violently beaten by Wu Yun were the two most powerful men from the Nanman Kingdom, one with a strength of 150,000 jin and the other with a power of 180,000 jin.

After they surrendered to Wu Yun, the rest of the Nanman people did not dare to have any objections.

They all knelt down and called Wu Yun the king.

The sudden arrival of the throne caught Wu Yun by surprise.

However, this is also the best result, and the war was easily resolved. If the war really started, it would not only be the soldiers in these wars who were killed and injured, but the people who suffered the most.

Wu Yun took over the throne of the southern barbarian kingdom, quickly ordered them to withdraw their troops, and then brought the two southern barbarians who had been beaten by him to the imperial palace.

From their mouths, Wu Yun learned a piece of news that caught his attention.

This time, the overall strength of the Nanman Kingdom has grown by leaps and bounds. It is not natural, but a few days ago, a man with an extremely strange appearance suddenly came to the Nanman Kingdom, saying that they can quickly improve their cultivation, but they want them to capture Yunyue. empire.

"Yu Chengfeng, he didn't die." Wu Yun frowned.

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