Chapter 375 Furious Xing Sanfeng

Sure enough, some sharp-eyed people off the field gradually realized that the trend of the battle on stage was not quite right.

"No, something doesn't seem right. Wu Yun seems to be at a disadvantage and doesn't even have a chance to fight back. But why can't Wu Liao even touch the corners of his clothes? This is so abnormal."

The top geniuses also had doubts in their eyes, and they obviously didn't quite understand what Wu Yun was doing.

On the other hand, Wu Liao was indeed getting more and more anxious on the stage.

Apparently he couldn't touch Wu Yun even though he tried his best, and he began to become anxious.

Until this moment, Wu Yun's plain face finally showed a smile.

He knew the opportunity had come.

Although he could have counterattacked long ago, it is not impossible to even directly kill and suppress him.

But on the one hand, Wu Yun doesn't want to be too public.

On the other hand, I was really not 100% sure, so I held back.

Wu Liao's panic at this moment gave him the best opportunity.

In a fight, the most taboo thing is to feel restless, and Wu Liao has obviously touched this point.

Suddenly, a cold light flashed in Wu Yun's eyes, and he cast the second eye technique directly.

Although Wu Liao's cultivation level is higher than that of Wu Yun, the Second Eye Technique cannot restrain and immobilize him.

But at this moment, he was anxious and agitated, and was suddenly swept away by Wu Yun's body-fixing eye technique. He immediately felt his whole body trembled and stiffened, and his movements slowed down for a moment.

Even if it's just for a moment.

But in this moment, Wu Yun's finger was lightly tapped on the storage ring, and the silver blade came out.

Holding the gun with one hand, he stabbed forward, and the tip of the gun gently pressed against Wu Liao's throat. Even if he moved forward even half a minute, Wu Liao's life would stay at this moment forever.

All the movements just now were fleeting and fleeting, fleeting and fleeting.

Most people didn't even see how Wu Yun did it, they just saw the results.

This sudden reversal left everyone stunned.

After being stunned, he became angry, and there were even curses coming from the audience.

Only this time it was no longer Wu Yun who was being scolded, but Wu Liao.

"What the hell? You can't even beat this trash. It's really worse than trash."

"Where is your hidden weapon? Besides being cunning and cunning, can you have any other uses?"

The curses came one after another, Wu Liao's face turned red, and his heart was filled with anger.

He didn't want to use a hidden weapon, but he was never given the opportunity to use a hidden weapon. The few moves he made just now were terrifyingly fast. By the time he reacted, the cold gun blade had already reached his throat.

The most angry person at the moment was Xue Linglong, and Wu Yun refreshed everyone's opinions again and again.

Apparently hitting him in the face again and again.

He clenched his jaw and stared at Wu Yun fiercely, his chest heaving violently.

"you lose!"

Wu Yun said lightly.

Wu Liao's expression was almost ugly. The insults from the people in the audience and Wu Yun's understatement were intertwined, like countless steel nails piercing deep into his heart.

He gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Wu Yun knew that he was dissatisfied, but he didn't think much about it. He took back the silver blade in his hand and turned to look at Zhao Xinglong in the audience, waiting for him to come on stage to announce the result.

But at this moment, a cold light flashed in Wu Liao's eyes, and he whispered: "Wu Yun, go to hell."

With one hand in hand and one hand in his hand, he only heard a whine, an almost inaudible sound.

But in stark contrast to this inaudible sound, a strong wind with the force of breaking through the air stabbed towards Wu Yun's throat.

Extremely fast and fierce.

In the blink of an eye, it was clearly Wu Liao's hidden weapon, the miniature sleeve arrow.

Although the miniature sleeve arrow is small in size, absolutely no one dares to doubt its power.

Once stabbed, Wu Yun's throat would be pierced instantly.

"Wu Yun, be careful."

"careful."

Dong Yuyuan and Mu Yun reminded them almost at the same time.

The rest of the people were more just watching the fun.

Off the court, Zhao Xinglong also saw Wu Liao's actions immediately and roared: "You bastard, stop it."

Although Wu Yun was facing each other from the side, he was not defenseless.

I knew this person was insidious and cunning before, so I deliberately kept it a secret.

The moment Wu Liao's miniature sleeve arrow was released, he immediately sensed it.

His body flashed suddenly, and the silver blade in his hand swept across, directly knocking down the flying sleeve arrow.

Seeing that the sneak attack failed, Wu Liao became even more angry.

He is the kind of person who has a weak heart. Today's defeat and everyone's abuse made his heart filled with endless anger.

The source of all this anger stems from Wu Yun.

He raised his head and glanced at Zhao Xinglong, who was coming quickly. His eyes were even more murderous, and he was completely ready to fight.

If he wanted to kill Wu Yun, he had to do it before Zhao Xinglong arrived.

"You bastard, go to hell."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Liao suddenly slapped his right palm out. At this moment, his right palm had completely turned green.

A stream of green poisonous gas spurted directly towards Wu Yun.

In the audience, everyone exclaimed: "This guy is actually poisoned by Bisnail Worm."

"Wu Yun."

Dong Yuyuan and Mu Yun changed colors at the same time.

This bisnail poison is not simple. Once poisoned, cultivators below the realm of transformation to gods will definitely die within five seconds, and there is no cure.

Zhao Xinglong was even more angry, but everything changed very quickly, and he hadn't arrived yet.

"You bastard, how dare you use poison."

Because Wu Yun was too close and could only defend against the opponent's hidden weapons, he never thought that this guy would use poison.

Because the range of the poison gas was too large, it was too late to dodge.

But Wu Yun didn't want to dodge. At this moment, Wu Liao had completely aroused his anger.

"Looking for death!"

At this time, Wu Yun's eyes were full of cold murderous intent. He waved the silver blade in his hand, and the power of the eight meridians was exerted with all his strength under the urging of the Supreme Martial God Technique.

He stabbed directly at Wu Liao's throat.

And Wu Liao had already taken precautions and waved his sword back.

But with a clang, the long sword in his hand was unable to block Wu Yun's spear blade.

After piercing his sword body, the spear blade directly pierced his throat.

Before he died, Wu Liao's face was full of disbelief, staring at the pierced sword body in front of him.

When Wu Yun pulled out the silver blade, Wu Liao fell completely on the main martial arts stage with a face full of shock.

Although Wu Liao died, Wu Yun was definitely not feeling well.

The Biluo insect poison just now was absorbed through his skin.

At this moment, he felt a burning pain all over his body, and his flesh was in a severe pain, as if there were thousands of insects biting him.

He quickly sat down cross-legged and activated his skills to resist the Biluo insect poison.

At the same time, the people off the field just reacted from the scene just now.

I don’t know whether to be shocked or angry.

Wu Liao died, just like that without any signs.

Although this guy was insidious and cunning, he deserved to die, but the person who killed him was Wu Yun from the South Continent, which was definitely not what they wanted to see.

At this moment, Zhao Xinglong finally flew to the main martial arts stage.

He looked at Wu Liao on the ground and Wu Yun who was practicing his skills to remove the poison, and opened his mouth, wanting to say something but stopping.

At this moment, he only heard a furious voice from the crowd.

"Wu Yun, you killed my cousin, pay with your life."

Everyone looked over and saw that it was Xing Sanfeng from Xing Yunfeng, one of the major forces in the East Continent.

His senior brother was Xing Wufeng, one of the top geniuses in the team.

Supreme Martial God Technique