Supreme Martial God Art

Chapter 449

"Zhao Xinglong, you let him go, I'll deal with you!"

Wu Yun's face was ashen, and the state of the bald bird at this moment had reached a precarious point.

Although he is a divine beast, the gap between Zhao Xinglong and Zhao Xinglong's cultivation is too great, and it is simply not something that blood can make up for.

Zhao Xinglong sneered: "Let him go? Do you think it's possible?"

All of a sudden, Zhao Xinglong suddenly exerted his strength and threw the bald-haired bird into the air, and then slapped his right palm with all his strength.

"don't want!"

Wu Yun turned pale in shock, and Fei wanted to step forward to stop him.

boom!

Only the bald-haired bird made its last tragic cry.

No matter how fast Ren Wu Yun was, he still couldn't save him.

What he received was a bald bird that was seriously injured and dying.

"Do not!"

Wu Yun roared in pain, he couldn't even believe that the bald bird that was alive and kicking a second ago died like this.

"Old bald!"

Wu Yun put his spiritual energy into Bald-haired Bird's body and wanted to help him recover.

But the bald-haired bird at this time has already lost signs of life and has reached the point of no salvation.

"Bald."

Xiao Jin also flew and came to Wu Yun's side.

Seeing that the bald-haired bird was dead, powerful grief and indignation rose from his heart.

Although they are noisy on weekdays, no one wants to see anyone.

But from working side by side these days, they have already established a deep friendship.

The sudden death of his partner made Xiao Jin lose his mind for a while.

Just listening to Xiao Jin's roar, he suddenly became mad.

Directly using the bloodline burst, he who looked like a child instantly turned into a huge monkey.

He threw a punch directly and slapped it towards Zhao Xinglong.

Wu Yun had just been silent in the grief of losing the bald bird, and Xiao Jin rushed to Zhao Xinglong before he reacted.

Suddenly his face changed greatly, "Xiao Jin, don't be impulsive, come back."

He knew that Xiao Jin was by no means Zhao Xinglong's opponent.

Now that the bald bird has been lost, he must not let Xiaojin have any more accidents.

Immediately put the bald-haired bird into the space feather, and then released the martial spirit of the shadow of the god of war, chasing the figure of Xiaojin away.

In front, Zhao Xinglong also changed color slightly, only to hear Da Yangtian laughing loudly: "Very good, Wu Yun, I didn't expect you to have such a powerful monster beside you, really Wu Yun underestimated you, but, just rely on this guy to deal with it. I'm afraid it's not enough."

Immediately, he instructed the remaining Linglonggu elders beside him, "You guys, go and kill Wu Yun, give me this crazy monkey."

Wu Yun wanted to pull Xiao Jin back, but was quickly blocked by the remaining six elders of Linglong Valley.

I can only remind loudly at the back, "Xiaojin, come back quickly, you can't beat him."

At this moment, Xiao Jin has already been dazzled by anger, how can he hear so much.

And Wu Yun immediately slammed a palm in front of him, directly forcing Wu Yun to retreat.

"Hmph, Wu Yun, you are still worried about being killed when you are about to die, so let's think about how to die."

I saw that the remaining six elders formed a hexagonal shape and attacked Wu Yun.

At first Wu Yun could barely cope, but after a few tricks, it became more and more difficult.

what!

Suddenly, Wu Yun only felt a pain in his chest, and his chest was slapped heavily.

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

He was not allowed to have any chance to rest, and he was slapped again in front of him.

Just as Wu Yun was struggling to avoid the power of this palm.

But I only felt a sharp pain in my back.

Back palm again.

At the same time, his body staggered, and the palm on his chest could not be avoided.

With three palms in a row, Wu Yun only felt the qi and blood in his body churning.

Three raging breaths madly stirred his meridians in his body.

Although the Supreme Martial God Art and the Indestructible Holy Body fully protect the Lord.

But the gap between the cultivation bases of the two sides is too great, and after all, there is nothing they can do.

At this moment, Wu Yun's consciousness has gradually blurred.

Suddenly, another palm slapped on his chest.

This palm directly shattered his five internal organs and flew out dozens of meters away, hitting a boulder heavily.

Wu Yun, whose consciousness was quickly blurred, could feel that his life breath was rapidly passing.

The trauma in the body has almost reached the point of irreparability.

He felt like he was about to pass out.

Moreover, he knew that once he was in a coma, he would never be able to wake up again. The trauma in his body was too severe.

Just relying on the Supreme Martial God Art and the Indestructible Holy Body, I am afraid that he will not be able to heal himself.

In a blur, I heard a manic and unwilling roar coming from the front.

This scream directly stimulated Wu Yun's consciousness.

Suddenly sober a lot.

"No, I can't die, Xiao Jin, that's Xiao Jin, he's not dead, he's still fighting... I'm going to wake up, I'm going to save him!"

This sentence was repeated in Wu Yun's mind over and over again.

He bit the tip of his tongue and stimulated consciousness with severe pain.

Tell yourself not to be in a coma.

At this moment, he is not alone, and there is Xiaojin.

At this moment, Xiao Jin was also covered in blood. In terms of strength, if Zhao Xinglong made a full effort.

He couldn't last for so long, Zhao Xinglong was deliberately playing tricks on Xiao Jin.

I want to make fun of him.

Soon, the six elders returned.

Zhao Xinglong asked, "Where's Wu Yun? It's resolved."

One of them replied: "It's resolved, and there is no doubt of death."

"Very good!" Zhao Xinglong nodded with satisfaction, "Go ahead, kill this monkey, I'll see if that kid is dead."

Obviously, Zhao Xinglong was still not at ease.

"Hey, I'm going to tear you apart!"

After hearing the news that Wu Yun was dead, Xiao Jin became even more mad.

At this moment, his entire state was close to madness, and he roared in the sky, ignoring the pain on his body.

He rushed towards Zhao Xinglong.

But no matter how crazy he is, he will only return to the light after all.

After being repeatedly tortured, Xiao Jin was seriously injured.

An elder in front directly punched Xiao Jin's back.

Xiao Jin couldn't hold it any longer, and the huge body fell to the ground.

Blood gurgled out of his mouth.

After the fall, Xiao Jin couldn't continue to support this bloodline bursting state.

The severe injury, coupled with the weak state after the outbreak, Xiao Jin could no longer support, his eyes darkened, and he passed out directly.

If there is no one to help, I am afraid it will be difficult to survive.

Before he fell unconscious, he was still muttering in a low voice.

"Brother Wu Yun, run, run..."

At this moment, Wu Yun staggered to his feet at an unknown time.

Everything that just happened was clearly seen in his eyes.

What supported him to stand up was not because his injury had healed, but his mind.

His body was already overwhelmed, and he just relied on the tenacious thoughts in his head to stand up despite such a serious injury.

"Little Jin!"

Witnessing Xiao Jin's fall, endless anger flashed in his eyes.

Those eyes stared at Zhao Xinglong and others, like a demon from the abyss of hell.

Zhao Xinglong just wanted to see if Wu Yun was dead, but found that Wu Yun was still standing there.

Immediately, he yelled at the people behind him, "How did you do things? Didn't you say he died?"

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