Supreme Martial God Art

Chapter 119 Don't Force Me

There are nine hundred and ninety-nine caves, and all the inner disciples are only two hundred or so.

It stands to reason that no matter which one Wu Yun chooses, it will not hinder others.

But there are people who want to find fault.

In order not to be disturbed, Wu Yun chose a relatively remote cave in the retreat valley. As soon as he entered the cave, three or five people immediately followed.

And these people were the disciples of Zhangwu Pavilion among the dozen people who were knocked to the ground by Wu Yun in Shuangling Valley that day.

"What's up?"

Knowing that the other party might be looking for trouble, Wu Yun asked.

"Hey, what's the matter, the matter of the Shuangling Valley has not been resolved that day, do you think that the elders of the alchemy pavilion will take you away? Tell you, offend our palm martial arts pavilion, especially our senior brother Yuwen, without you good fruit to eat. "

Wu Yun frowned, "I'm afraid it's not enough to just rely on your few defeated generals."

"Wu Yun, what a arrogant tone, the smooth development of the outer door makes you a little ignorant."

Outside the cave, a cold voice sounded, it was Yuwen Tuo.

Wu Yun took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said, "I don't want to have a conflict with you. I apologize to you again for what happened that day. If you think it's okay, please leave."

Yuwen Tuo smiled coldly, "Hmph, sorry, you sneaked into the Shuangling Valley and beat up so many of my junior brothers, so an apology is enough? In this way, you can let them not punch you, if you can endure it without dying, That's it for that matter."

"Yuwentuo, I have to endure again and again, don't force me."

Wu Yun felt that the anger in his heart was about to burst out.

"Forcing you? Haha, I just want to force you. Not only do I want to force you, but I also force you to kneel and beg for mercy."

"Then don't regret it."

Wu Yun's tone gradually became cold.

"I regret it? Hehe, come on, as long as you don't kill me, I can hold you back."

Yuwen Tuo roared.

The five Zhangwu Pavilion disciples rushed towards Wu Yun. The cultivation of the five of them was not simple. Three were at the third level of true martial arts, and two were at the fourth level of true martial arts.

Wu Yun also stopped talking nonsense, and directly released the martial spirit of the shadow of the god of war, with the silver blade in his hand.

The popularity of the whole person soared in an instant, not to mention the disciples of the third and fourth layers of heaven, even Li Jianwu of the fifth layer of heaven was powerless to fight back.

I saw the silver blade swept across, driving the five people away from the front, and then lightly tipped their toes, and the whole person flew to the top of the cave.

A golden hook hung upside down, and the spear in his hand danced gently, and instantly countless silver spear shadows fell like raindrops.

Just listen to clang clang clang...

The five Zhangwu Pavilion disciples on the ground frantically waved their long swords to block, but how could they stop Wu Yun's speed.

After a while, each of them was pierced by Wu Yun in the shoulder.

"And you, come!"

Now that he has made his move, there is no need to bear it any longer. Wu Yun pointed his spear at Yu Wentuo, his words domineering.

Yu Wentuo was originally shocked by Wu Yun's shocking move just now, but in the face of Wu Yun's arrogant posture, how could he shrink back in front of these Zhangwu Pavilion disciples.

Once you back down, how will you gain a foothold in Zhangwu Pavilion in the future?

The poor self-esteem told him that he must not be cowardly, but unfortunately, often most of the time, self-esteem is the culprit.

Yu Wentuo raised his cultivation to the extreme, but he still found that Wu Yun's aura was not weaker than himself.

"What's the matter, you obviously only have the second level of true martial arts, why is your aura not weaker than my seventh level of true martial arts?"

Wu Yun didn't answer him, just said coldly, "Come on, I told you, don't regret it."

Yuwen Tuo walked away with his long sword. This is a set of Falling Flower Swordsmanship, which belongs to the superior swordsmanship of Zhangwu Pavilion. Yuwentuo used this kind of swordsmanship as soon as he came up. Yun as a real opponent.

In fact, Wu Yun doesn't have much confidence in his heart. He can easily defeat Li Jianwu, who is in the fifth level of Zhenwu, but Yuwentuo is two levels higher than Li Jianwu.

Clang, clang, clang.

Facing Yu Wentuo's menacing Falling Flower Swordsmanship, Wu Yun blocked three moves in a row, spread out his long steps, and retreated to the side, completely avoiding Yuwentuo's Falling Flower Swordsmanship, leaving the opponent to pounce.

But Yuwen Tuo didn't panic, changed his moves, and chased after him again.

Although he has a arrogant personality, his swordsmanship and martial arts are also very powerful. For a while, Wu Yun could not find his flaws.

Wu Yun wondered while dodging.

Originally, he could find a flaw in several moves, but every time Yuwen Tuo could temporarily change his move, he could eliminate this flaw.

"It seems that this martial arts pavilion really lives up to its reputation. It is a master of martial arts. No wonder they are the winners of every three pavilion competition. With such exquisite martial arts, as long as there is no suppression of cultivation, it is difficult to lose."

Wu Yun muttered to himself, but a smile gradually formed on the corner of his mouth.

If it were someone else, he might have been severely injured by Yuwen Tuo's sword, but he is not an ordinary person, he is a monster in the eyes of ordinary people.

"Although this falling flower swordsmanship is incomparably exquisite, this Yuwentuo's falling flower swordsmanship can only attack and not defend. Although attacking is the best defense, you are not as fast as me."

Afterwards, Wu Yun's eyes suddenly shrank. Seizing the opportunity, he rubbed the tip of Yu Wentuo's sword and stabbed it.

If Yu Wentuo quickly returned to defense at this moment, maybe Wu Yun wouldn't be able to hurt him, but unfortunately there was no defensive sword move at all in this Falling Foil Swordsmanship.

Seeing Wu Yun's spear piercing, Yuwen Tuo had to hurriedly retreat, but no matter how fast he retreated, how could he be faster than Wu Yun.

puff.

Yu Wentuo's shoulder was pierced by Wu Yun, he then remembered to return to defense, Wu Yun retracted his spear and stood still.

Yuwen Tuo clutched the blood hole in his shoulder, anger and pain coexisted on his face.

"roll."

Wu Yun said coldly.

And those few Zhangwu Pavilion disciples quickly stepped forward to help Yu Wentuo, each of them had a blood hole stabbed in the shoulder by Wu Yun, which was uncomfortable.

It's just that what they couldn't figure out was why this guy in the second realm of real martial arts could even defeat Yuwen Tuo.

"Let's go now, I'm afraid I'll change my mind and kill you guys later."

Wu Yun originally wanted to say something cruel to force them away and not disturb him in retreat again, but these words sounded shocking in the ears of others, but in Yuwen Tuo's ears, they were equivalent to humiliation.

This is a blatant humiliation, just like you forcibly stripped a woman's clothes and humiliated her with a small chest and a thick waist.

"Ah, I'm going to kill you."

Yuwen Tuo charged again with his sword, he was completely crazy, since he joined the Inner Sect Master Wuge, when has he suffered such humiliation.

Wu Yun frowned, secretly said, making a noise, so unrepentant, courting death.

You Long stepped out and turned around quickly. At this moment, Yu Wentuo's shoulder was injured, and his combat power was greatly reduced. Wu Yun directly unloaded the long sword in his hand, and inserted one into the cave wall next to him. Can not stay, the future can only be trouble.

With such a narrow mind, even if I don’t come to harm me in the future, I will harm others.

Thinking of this, Wu Yun's face turned cold and his hands were hard.

Only Yuwen Tuo let out a painful wailing, resounding throughout the cave.

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