Martial Invincible Sovereign

Sun Yi didn't dare to be careless. He saw Wu Yun coming and waving his fists. This fist seemed to be slow, but in fact, it was as fast as lightning. When he waved his fist, he hit Wu Yun hard on both hands.

Strong waves of air burst out and the ground was dusty. Wu Yun was severely beaten back for a few meters. On the contrary, Sun Yi stood still.

"I have some strength. No wonder I can kill Wu Da." Wu Yun, who suffered a loss, snorted coldly.

Bloody palm!

The strength of blood was suddenly shrouded in the palm of Sun Yi's hand. A bully came to Sun Yi's side. His eyes shone brilliantly, and his steps moved slightly. Suddenly, the big blood palm patted Sun Yi. The palm wind was whistling, and the air around him was severely shaken.

The bloody palm is so powerful that even a martial artist of the same level can hardly resist it. In Wu Yun's opinion, if he shoots it as the third layer of the Dharma body, the young man will be seriously injured if he doesn't die.

"Boy, you die."

Sun Yi looked at this palm and his eyes were full of war. Sun Yi was not afraid of the bloody hand that came to his face. He clenched his palm into a fist. In terms of single attack, it was better to win with Yanlong fist, and immediately collided with the bloody hand.

"Bang bang!"

The fists and palms collided, and the air waves collided around them. The blood colored big hands directly hit the Yanlong fist. The air waves burst around them like a storm.

Sun Yi, who fought with Wu Yun, stood firmly in the center of the wave, did not move at all, and directly took Wu Yun's terror down. Then he waved his left fist and took the opportunity to blast at Wu Yun.

Wu Yun was shocked when he saw Sun Yi's sudden move. He didn't expect that the young man in front of him could seize the space and shoot him. He didn't dare to be careless. Wu Yun's body retreated rapidly.

When Sun Yat Sen saw Wu Yun retreat, he snorted coldly. His eyes shone brightly. He walked fast and quickly approached Wu Yun. A fist seal quickly condensed and glittered. The fist wind roared.

Wu Yun was helpless. The bloody palm waved again, and the bloody hand condensed again. At this moment, the air vibrated and hummed.

Relying on his immortal blood, Sun Yi had a fierce look in his eyes. Ignoring the bloody fingerprints, he directly punched Wu Yun, and the bloody hands also beat Sun Yi hard at the same time.

For a moment, they both flew backwards.

Wu Yun stretched out his tongue and licked the blood from the corners of his mouth. Sun Yi hit him in the chest. He was in great pain. His face showed an embarrassing color. He never expected that the young man in front of him was so difficult and his heart was vaguely uneasy.

Although Sun Yi was also patted upside down by the bloody palm, and a bloody palm print was printed on his chest, he didn't care about this kind of trauma at all, and his immortal blood can recover in a short time.

"Is that all you can do?"

Sun Yi snorted coldly. The evil deeds of these demons in Qingyue town have made Sun Yat Sen angry for a long time. This time, it's hard to find their good nest. If they don't kill them, how can they wash away the blood they committed in Qingyue town.

For a moment, the golden light of his palm burst out, tianlingdu stepped out, and came to Wu Yun in front of him. The speed made Wu Yun only see that there was only a residual shadow in front of him, and then Sun Yi appeared in front of him.

The domineering and strong breath immediately rushed to the face, and the fists in the hands were raised fiercely. Suddenly, many heavy fists and golden raindrops of fists were waved continuously.

Wu Yun was shocked when he saw it. The bloody palm in his hand was busy resisting it, but the hundreds of fists that Sun Yi killed at that moment focused on one point. In an instant, the bloody palm was directly broken. When the next punch came, Wu Yun was directly knocked over, and then one punch after another hit Wu Yun, directly dripping the blood and flesh of half of his body.

Wu Yun, who fell to the ground, only felt great pain all over his body. What made Wu Yun lose his expectation was that although he knew that the young man in front of him was strong, he never dreamed of such terror. He was defeated so miserably in his hand.

"You have to pay for your evil deeds in Qingyue town."

Sun Yi looked cold and cold, staring at Wu Yun struggling on the ground.

"I haven't lost yet." Wu Yun struggled with a smile: "you guys come here."

The companions who were greeted were also frightened at the moment. Unexpectedly, Wu Yun was so vulnerable under the young man. After hearing Wu Yun's call, they had no time to think more, so they hurried to Wu Yun's side.

"Boy, I'll let you try my horror." Wu Yun's pale face was ferocious. Seeing several companions coming, Sun Yi was shocked.

Sun Yi only felt his scalp numb. Wu Yun suddenly clasped his fingers tightly on his companions, and his sharp nails pierced into the skin. Then his fingers stabbed into the body of the refining demons like a blood sucking needle.

His hands were sucking blood, and the speed was so fast that several magic warriors only came and gave a cry of surprise. Then his pupils opened, and his frightened and angry look appeared. After a long time, he turned into several mummies. The blood lost skin was tightly attached to the bones, which was very terrible. Even Sun Yi felt a burst of vomiting, and several big living people turned into mummies in an instant.

On the contrary, Wu Yun's originally pale face was suddenly covered with blood, his face was ruddy, and his injury had healed. If there were not refuted blood on his clothes, there would be no trace of heavy trauma.

What makes Sun Yi more surprised is that Wu Yun's breath is much stronger than before, and has been promoted from the third floor of Dharma body to the fourth floor of Dharma body.

You should know that the greater the gap between the martial arts practitioners, the more difficult it will be to fight over the rank. The Dharma Realm is also like the Dharma Realm, which is divided into nine layers and three small areas. The gap between the three and four layers of Dharma is like the six layers of Dharma realm, which is insurmountable like the seven layers of natural moat.

"What the hell is going on." Sun Yi murmured that he couldn't understand the strange means of the demon warrior.

At this time, Wu Yun, who recovered, smiled at Sun Yi and said, "boy, today you are lucky to die under the hands of my blood yuan sect fusion skill, and I won't lose my foundation."

It turns out that Wu Yun's move is the blood melting skill, a secret skill of Xueyuan sect. It is an evil skill. When fighting, you can suck other people's blood into your own blood and forcibly improve your accomplishments. The higher the accomplishments of the recipient, the greater the room for improvement.

However, while this secret skill is powerful, it also does great harm. Because everyone has his own martial arts will in his blood, it will become highly toxic if he is forced to absorb it before he can refine it, because the use of this secret skill will greatly damage his body, and his accomplishments will fall into different small realms. What's more, it will damage his martial arts foundation, Therefore, the disciples of Xueyuan sect will never use this secret skill until they reach the desperate situation.

"It's just a heresy." Sun Yi suppressed his palpitations and said coldly.

After hearing this, Wu Yun smiled coldly, "good boy, I'll let you know what fear is."