Supreme Martial God Art

Chapter 72 Unresolved Hatred

Although these two dozen people had an absolute advantage, they were not worth mentioning in front of Wu Yun.

With a few tricks, more than half of the people were hit hard on the ground.

As soon as the third master saw this scene, it was worth it, and they continued to fight. The twenty or so people they brought with them flew and died here.

"Stop, come back."

Those people were beaten by Wu Yun and lost their fighting spirit. At this moment, the third master gave such an order, and they all retreated behind the third master without hesitation.

"Hey, boy, you really have some strength. No wonder he dares to speak so madly, and he is actually a fourth-level cultivator of the Spiritual Martial Realm."

"I don't dare to be strong, it's more than enough to deal with you."

The third master swept his eyebrows and said, "What a arrogant tone, what about you at the fourth level of Lingwu? In front of me at the sixth level of Lingwu, you are just a vulnerable guy."

Hearing the roar of the third master, the thick right leg stomped on the ground, and the surrounding vegetation shook slightly.

"Sixth level of Lingwu realm."

Wu Yun frowned.

"Hum, I'm afraid, I'll give you one last chance. If you want to surrender, quickly sign a blood contract with me."

These three leaders seem to be brutish men, but they are actually quite careful.

After seeing Wu Yun's age and cultivation base, he immediately speculated that this person should be a disciple of a major force or a major sect. Ordinary forces simply cannot cultivate such a genius.

Immediately regenerated compassion.

And he also made a plan. If Wu Yun is unwilling to surrender, he must kill this person and destroy the corpse.

He didn't want to offend a big power and cause trouble for the Bloodthorn mercenary group.

"As I said, you don't deserve it."

Wu Yun answered indifferently.

"Heaven has a way, you don't go, hell has no door, you have to break through, look at the knife."

Hearing a loud roar from the third master, the flesh of that body instantly swelled like steel and iron bones, and he slashed towards Wu Yun with a big knife in his hand.

Wu Yun didn't make a hard connection, and quickly dodged to avoid it.

The strength of the third master of the sixth level of Lingwu is not a joke. This is a person who has really struggled from life and death.

Although his martial arts are not so subtle, they are the most practical.

Sure enough, although it was only a few simple and rude sword techniques, the drop point of each of his swords could be controlled extremely well. Obviously, the life-and-death struggle for so many years was not ineffective.

If he encountered an ordinary fourth-level cultivator of Lingwu, he would have already died under his sword.

Unfortunately, he met Wu Yun.

This evildoer, whose understanding of martial arts has been superb, Wu Yun can easily dodge it no matter how steady and ruthless his swordsmanship is.

After more than a dozen tricks, the third master also saw the clue, and he was a little puzzled.

Under normal circumstances, not to mention a fourth-level cultivator of Lingwu, even a fifth-level cultivator of Lingwu would have already died under his sword.

But why until now, the boy in front of him is still alive and kicking, he didn't even touch the edge of the other party's clothes.

"Boy, who are you?"

The third master was even more puzzled.

Once again, it was concluded that this child is definitely a disciple of some super power. For example, they have nowhere to learn this bizarre and extreme movement technique.

"Hey, whoever killed you."

Wu Yun's voice fell, and the silver blade in his hand shot instantly.

A shot was stabbed, and the third master hurriedly intercepted with a horizontal knife in a panic.

But Wu Yun's spear tip jumped in the air halfway and stabbed his lower body directly.

The speed is so fast that the third master has no time to respond.

what!

He only heard a scream from the third master, his right leg was stabbed in the opposite direction, and blood flowed.

Speaking of which, these three masters are worthy of being seasoned veterans. The piercing of his right leg did not change his face, and he swept the knife directly, intending to chop off Wu Yun's head.

Wu Yun's reaction was so swift, he quickly leaned back, pulled out the silver blade, flipped it in the air, and stabbed it again.

The third head returned to the knife to block it, but unfortunately it was still half a step behind.

The silver blade stabbed his blade directly into his heart.

what!

Following Wu Yun's action of pulling out the silver blade, the third master fell to the ground on one knee, blood spurting out of the blood hole in his heart like a fountain.

The flesh on his face gradually lost its blood, and the hideous expression gradually became painful and weak.

He wanted to speak, but unfortunately he could no longer speak.

With the flow of blood, his strength completely disappeared.

He fell to the ground with a thud, completely losing signs of life.

"The third master is dead, he killed the third master."

When the head of the family died, the people behind him still had the courage to continue to fight against Wu Yun. The tree fell and scattered, and the remaining dozen or so people disappeared into the forest in an instant.

Wu Yun didn't go after him either. He squatted down and groped for a while on the third master. Except for a storage ring in his hand, he found nothing.

It has to be said that these three leaders are one of the richest.

In the storage ring, there are more than 40 million gold coins and thousands of various spiritual cores.

Wu Yun took the gold coins, picked out some spiritual cores from the Spirit Martial Realm, and threw away the rest. It was useless to take them.

Apart from these, there was one other thing in the storage ring that caught Wu Yun's attention.

"It turned out to be a map of the Luoyun Mountains, not bad."

Wu Yun opened the map and looked at it. He didn't know where the Bloodthorn Mercenary Group had bought the news, but the location of the Fiery Flame Grass was clearly marked on the map.

It's much more detailed than the news he bought from the auction house for 50 million gold coins.

Wu Yun glanced at the entire map, and finally wrote down the location of the blazing blazing grass, turned and flew towards the depths of the mountain range.

When Wu Yun was far away, a few people ran out of the bushes not far away, lifted the corpse of the third master, and hurriedly left the place.

Another place, the periphery of Luoyun Mountains.

A long-haired swindler with a mustache and phoenix eyes, with a thin body, although the man of thirty-five up and down kicked the person in front of him, roaring: "Who, who killed my third brother?"

Although this person is thin, judging from his appearance, he is definitely a man who is proficient in calculations and difficult to deal with.

This person is the second-in-command of the Bloodthorn Mercenary Corps, who is at the ninth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm.

The two brothers originally came together, and the third master couldn't help but feel lonely. Hearing that the leader's command flag was robbed, he led a group of people into the mountain to kill.

But who knows, people were not killed, but they were killed.

"Report back to the second master, it's this person."

A member of the Bloodthorn Mercenary Group took out a mysterious spar from his arms, which clearly showed Wu Yun's appearance.

This mysterious spirit spar is specially designed to reproduce portrait pictures. As long as you align this spar, and then inject the spiritual energy into it, the picture can be reproduced.

"That's right? Just such a brat who killed my third brother?"

As for the strength of the third master, no one knows better than the second master. The sixth-level Lingwu cultivation that has been honed from the battle of life and death is definitely not something that ordinary people can kill.

"It's absolutely true, the second master..."

The man told this man one by one what had happened before.

The second Danfeng narrowed his eyes, pondered for a moment, and said coldly: "So, this son will be killed, whether it is because he killed my third brother or because of the forces behind him, he must not be allowed to leave Luo Luo alive. Cloud Mountains."

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