Supreme Martial God Art

Chapter 2168 One trick kills

"Ah~~!"

The ghost dragon let out a terrified exclamation.

Because he found that Wu Yun's attack, he could not escape.

And, not being able to escape is not the point.

The point is, once he is hit by this attack, then he is probably not far from death!

"A lot of ghosts!"

A roar.

One after another is vague, but it seems to be real.

A figure that is both true and illusory, with complicated mistakes and omissions appearing in front of the ghost dragon.

Like a human-shaped city wall, it blocks the ghost dragon behind him.

Guilong didn't give up, he was still trying to struggle.

This ghostly shadow is heavy, and it can be regarded as the most powerful attack he can take out in terms of defensive attributes.

However, his attack was still unable to stop such a terrifying attack from Wu Yun.

But then again, killing a mad dragon is actually not that scary.

It is nothing more than Wu Yun's mere second martial skill.

Normally, when Wu Yun's cultivation level is reached, he should have been able to comprehend the martial arts of the Fourth Path.

However, due to various special reasons, his comprehension of the martial arts of the Tao is still on the second move for the time being.

However, this does not affect the horror of killing the mad dragon.

boom!

A loud bang!

Killing the mad dragon, a violent bombardment hit the city wall of human shadows condensed by many ghosts.

But he didn't even hold a breath.

Violent power swept through.

Soon, the Daoist Shadow City Wall disintegrated and ceased to exist.

Although the power of killing the mad dragon was offset a little.

But it is still enough to cause near-lethal damage to the ghost dragon.

A roar.

The ghost dragon was hit directly in the chest.

The figure retreated sharply, like a thrown stone, which could not be controlled at all.

Blood spurted out of his mouth.

In the air, a blood light curtain like a blood rainbow was left.

This should be the final destination for the ghost dragon to stay in this world.

boom!

After dozens of meters, the ghost dragon's body was heavily bombarded to the ground.

How badly he was injured, I will not speak for the time being.

Just talking about this fall is enough to make the ghost dragon all over, at least more than half of the bones are broken inch by inch.

Such an injury, even for a powerhouse like Guilong, is deadly enough.

What's more, he, who was hit by the killing mad dragon, was already seriously injured.

At this moment, the ghost dragon was dying, lying on the ground, motionless.

Although there is still breath, the intake is greater than the exhaust, and it is not far from death.

"Deputy Commander!"

Seeing this, the middle-aged bearded man and the subordinates of the ghost dragons exclaimed.

Full of apprehension.

The ghost dragon, but their backbone, how could they not panic when the ghost dragon was beaten like this.

Of course, while frightening the ghost dragon is dying.

They are more horrified and shocked.

Although everything happened just now, they did not witness it with their own eyes.

However, more or less, there is also a peripheral vision.

The one who killed the ghost dragon in one move.

It was that young man, the young man whose cultivation was not as good as that of a ghost dragon.

How can this make them not shocked, not afraid?

However, that middle-aged bearded man was the distraction of this moment.

The God of Fortune Clock, which had the upper hand, seized the opportunity.

A palm slashed out, hitting the heart of the middle-aged bearded man.

Under Huangtian's good fortune, all the defenses of the middle-aged bearded man collapsed in an instant.

Despite the flesh and blood, his heart was directly crushed by the palm of the divine clock.

A heart burst is equivalent to a head being shattered.

With a scream, the middle-aged bearded man was blasted far away.

Like the ghost dragon, he vomited blood and lay on the ground, motionless.

But his fate was even worse than the ghost dragon.

His heart was shattered and he died on the spot.

As for the others.

The ghost dragon and the middle-aged bearded man are both dead.

Both of their backbones have been lost.

And Wu Yun and the God of Fortune Clock have also appeared not far behind them.

Under such circumstances, where do they still have the will to fight?

Besides, even if they wanted to fight, how could they be able to fight?

However, these people are also very alert.

Seeing that the situation was over, the speed at which he knelt down and begged for mercy was surprisingly fast.

In just half a breath, they all knelt down and began to pray for forgiveness.

"Ah!"

Wu Yun sneered.

"Stinky boy, deal with it!"

The God of Fortune looked at these people with disgust, said something to Wu Yun, and then walked to the side.

"Brother, how do you deal with these chops?"

Xiao Jin and Xiao Shenlong also flew in front of Wu Yun.

"Kill half first!"

Wu Yun showed no mercy, and his tone was indifferent.

"Um!"

Xiao Jin and Xiao Shenlong nodded.

What followed was a bloody slaughter.

More than a dozen people, in just a short time, half of them died in the hands of two people.

And the remaining half, the fear in my heart, is self-evident.

There are several, and they are even scared to pee.

"Ha ha!"

Wu Yun gave another extremely cold sneer.

"Next, I will ask you some questions. The more who speaks, the more likely they will survive."

Wu Yun's indifferent words continued to spread.

But these words, standing in front of these people, were like life-saving straws.

"Say, you said, as long as you know it, you will never dare to hide it!"

"Master, please speak!"

"Don't kill me, heroes don't kill me, I must say, I must say!"

"..."

Several people spoke at the same time, and the noisy voice, chattering, was loud enough to hear.

Wu Yun frowned and scolded: "Shut up for me, and say one by one later, if anyone dares to speak while others speak, kill!"

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