Supreme Martial God Art

Chapter 550 Wanfeng God Appears

"Hey, I want to run!"

Wu Yun snorted coldly.

But Taoist Yuanjue and Fan Chenxiang were only a lot more afraid than Pang Chi.

Being pushed by Pang Chi from the back, he suddenly panicked.

It is even more unintentional to fight, and it is directly cursed.

"Pang Chi, you bastard, you scum, it's in vain for me to call you a brother, but you framed us like this."

But before his words fell, Wu Yun's figure had already come to them.

The two stared at Wu Yun in horror, not even daring to return their hands.

Just watch Wu Yun take their heads off their throats.

Forget even howling.

In fact, if they joined forces, they would not be so weak.

At the very least, I can deal with Wu Yun for a while.

It's a pity that the moment they saw Wu Yun release the third-level cultivation of the God Transformation Realm.

The desire to fight in my heart has long since disappeared.

Fear is all in their hearts.

If you don't dare to fight, how can you fight?

In the distance, Pang Chi ran wildly and looked back from time to time.

Seeing Wu Yun take off the heads of Taoist Yuanjue and Fan Chenxiang one by one, the fear in his heart became even greater.

Hastily escaped.

But he was so panicked, how could he escape Wu Yun's speed.

But for a moment, Wu Yun had come to Pang Chi's back.

Pang Chi could clearly feel the terrifying murderous aura coming from behind him.

Shivering all over.

The legs are weak, and the speed is naturally much slower.

Wu Yun dodged and flew in front of him.

Just as he was about to make a move, he saw Pang Chi thumped and fell to his knees.

He repeatedly kowtowed and begged for mercy: "Let me go, grandpa, you let me go, you will be my grandfather Pang Chi in the future, I will do whatever you ask me to do."

The more so, the more angry Wu Yun became.

Seeing that begging for mercy didn't work, Pang Chi rolled his eyes and said, "Yes, yes, don't you want to know where Ling Yuanwu is going? I'll tell you, as long as you let me go, I'll tell you right away."

"He's not dead?"

Wu Yun took a step forward and pinched Pang Chi's throat.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Is he dead, tell me now!"

I have to say that in the face of the desire to survive, Pang Chi's mind has not completely stopped.

At this time, he actually knew how to talk to Wu Yun about conditions.

Because the throat was pinched, the voice was very difficult and weak.

"Let it go, let it go, let me go, I'll tell you."

"Say!"

Wu Yun gritted his teeth, his face so terrifying.

No matter how tight his hand was, Pang Chi's face was instantly pale, and his defense line completely collapsed.

He repeatedly told Wu Yun to stop, and said it now.

Wu Yun held back his anger and let go of the hand holding Pang Chi's throat.

"Cough cough..."

Pang Chi rubbed his sore throat, coughed a few times, and said weakly: "Ling, after Ling Yuanwu was seriously injured, he took, took, some, some people, ran away, we searched, searched for a long time, no, did not find!"

Hearing this, Wu Yun's worries suddenly subsided a lot.

Ling Yuanwu ran away and took some people with him, which means that, Ling Yuanwu is not dead, and it is very likely that Bailing and Li Yanran are also not dead.

I wanted to ask something more, but seeing Pang Chi's appearance, he couldn't ask anything.

Suddenly, I saw Pang Chi raised his head sharply and asked, "Grandpa, Grandpa Wu Yun, I said everything I know, all this is the idea of ​​Wanfeng God, can you let me go?"

Knowing that Bailing and Li Yanran were most likely not dead, the anger in Wu Yun's heart gradually subsided.

Not so crazy anymore.

Seeing Pang Chi begging for mercy, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Yes, of course."

Pang Chi was overjoyed and wanted to thank him.

However, he suddenly felt a pain in his throat, and the next moment, his head appeared in Wu Yun's hands.

Wu Yun glanced forward coldly.

Then, with his head, he flew back to the place where the disciples were watching.

Holding Pang Chi's head in his hand, he said loudly, "You are all still young, no matter if you have done anything wrong, I can give you a way to live, but remember, evil will be rewarded with evil, and if you don't do good things in the future, this is your fate."

As soon as these words came out, the disciples didn't particularly understand it.

But Wu Yun was already intimidated, and they all fell to their knees, muttering, not knowing what to say.

But there is no doubt that Wu Yun's words were deeply imprinted in their minds.

I'm afraid it can't be erased in this life.

At this moment, in their hearts, Wu Yun was even more terrifying than their dean.

Even more deterrent.

"Who can do whatever they want in my Xuanmen Academy?"

At this moment, only a thunderous roar came from a distance.

Wu Yun's eyes narrowed, and he looked into the distance, the anger in his eyes rose again.

Gritting his teeth, he said in a low voice, "God of the Wind."

He was very familiar with this voice.

In addition to Wanfeng God, who else could it be.

At the same time, Bai Li'er also stepped forward a little and stood behind Wu Yun.

She has already sensed the other party's cultivation realm, the third level of Yuan and Jing.

As long as there is any danger, she immediately takes action.

The person who came was really the God of the Wind.

As soon as Wanfengshen arrived here, he saw Wu Yun at a glance.

He also felt the aura on Wu Yun's body, the third level of God Transformation.

Although he was also shocked by Wu Yun's cultivation speed.

But it is only the third level of God Transformation Realm, and it is far from being his opponent.

Then, his eyes swept across Bai Li'er beside Wu Yun.

He is not the memory-missing wastes of Pang Chi.

He immediately recognized Bai Li'er.

However, even Bai Li'er was not something to fear for him.

Because what he knew was the original Bai Li'er.

At that time, Bai Li'er had just come into battle and had not fully recovered yet, but she had cultivated in the volley realm.

He was seriously injured by his descendants, Wan Tianlong and others.

Although he couldn't see through Bai Li'er's cultivation at this moment, he didn't take it to heart.

Suddenly, I saw Wan Fengshen's eyes swept away, looking at the people kneeling below.

Angrily said: "What are you doing, I am your dean, kneel down for an outsider who killed your vice dean, and become harmonious?"

Those people were trembling, looked at Wanfengshen, and then looked at Wu Yun.

Kneeling is not, nor dare to get up.

Wanfeng God roared again: "Get up!"

This sound, like a thunderous tsunami, contained his cultivation of Yuan and Jing, and swept away in an instant.

In an instant, the disciples were trembling with fear.

He stood up hurriedly.

Wan Fengshen nodded with satisfaction, and then returned his eyes to Wu Yun.

"Little baby, long time no see, did you expect your cultivation to break through so quickly?"

The death of Pang Chi and others did not seem to make Wanfengshen so uncomfortable.

The tone he spoke to Wu Yun was like a good friend whom he hadn't seen for many years.

But Wu Yun knew that this kind of smiling tiger was often the most terrifying.

He suddenly understood why Ling Yuanwu would suffer from this person's plot.

Wu Yun said coldly: "Wanfengshen, I didn't expect you to hide so deeply!"

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