Chapter 449: Wu Yun Goes Berserk

"Zhao Xinglong, let him go, I'll let you do whatever you want!"

Wu Yun's face was livid, the bald bird was in a precarious state.

Although he was a divine beast, the gap between him and Zhao Xinglong was too big, and blood could not make up for it.

Zhao Xinglong sneered: "Let him go? Do you think it's possible?"

Suddenly, Zhao Xinglong exerted his strength and threw the bald bird into the air, and then slapped it with his right palm.

"No!"

Wu Yun was shocked and flew forward to stop him.

Bang!

The bald bird made a last tragic cry.

No matter how fast Wu Yun was, he still couldn't save him.

What he caught was the seriously injured and dying bald bird.

"No!"

Wu Yun screamed in pain, he couldn't even believe that the bald bird that was still alive and kicking a second ago was dead.

"Old Baldy!"

Wu Yun injected his spiritual energy into the bald bird, trying to help him recover.

But at this time, the bald bird had already lost its life signs and was beyond saving.

"Bald."

Xiao Jin also flew and flashed to Wu Yun's side.

Seeing that the bald bird was dead, a strong feeling of grief and anger rose from his heart.

Although they quarreled and didn't like each other on weekdays.

But from these days of fighting side by side, they had already established a deep friendship.

The sudden death of his partner made Xiao Jin lose his mind for a while.

Xiao Jin roared and suddenly became crazy.

Directly using the blood burst, he, who was originally a child, instantly turned into a huge monkey.

He punched directly and slapped Zhao Xinglong.

Wu Yun had been silent in the grief of losing the bald bird, and only reacted when Xiao Jin rushed to Zhao Xinglong.

His face suddenly changed, "Xiao Jin, don't be impulsive, come back."

He knew that Xiao Jin was no match for Zhao Xinglong.

Now that he had lost the bald bird, he would never let Xiao Jin have any accidents again.

He immediately put the bald bird into the space feathers, and then released the Martial God Shadow Martial Soul, chasing Xiao Jin's figure.

In front, Zhao Xinglong also changed color slightly, and he heard Da Yangtian laughing and said: "Very good, Wu Yun, I didn't expect that there was such a powerful magic beast around you. Wu Yun really underestimated you. However, relying on this guy, it is far from enough to deal with me."

Then he immediately ordered the remaining Linglong Valley elders beside him, saying: "You guys, go and kill Wu Yun, and leave this crazy monkey to me."

Wu Yun wanted to pull Xiao Jin back, but was quickly blocked by the remaining six Linglong Valley elders.

He could only remind loudly from behind, "Xiao Jin, come back quickly, you can't beat him."

At this moment, Xiao Jin had already been overwhelmed by anger, so how could he hear so much.

And Wu Yun was immediately hit by a palm in front of him, directly forcing Wu Yun back.

"Hmph, Wu Yun, you are still worried about being hit when you are about to die. You should think about how you will die."

The remaining six elders attacked Wu Yun in a hexagonal formation.

At first, Wu Yun could barely cope with it, but after a few moves, it became more and more difficult.

Ah!

Suddenly, Wu Yun felt a pain in his chest, and his chest was hit hard.

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

He didn't have any chance to rest, and another palm came in front of him.

While Wu Yun was trying hard to avoid the power of this palm.

But he felt another sharp pain in his back.

He was hit in the back again.

At the same time, his body staggered, and he couldn't avoid the palm on his chest.

After being hit by three palms in a row, Wu Yun felt the blood and qi in his body churning.

Three raging auras stirred his meridians crazily in his body.

Although the Supreme Martial God Art and the Immortal Saint Body tried their best to protect the master.

But the gap between the two sides' cultivation was too big, and they were still powerless.

At this moment, Wu Yun's consciousness was gradually blurred.

Suddenly, another palm slapped his chest.

This palm directly shattered his internal organs, and he flew back dozens of meters and hit a huge rock heavily.

Wu Yun, whose consciousness was rapidly blurred, could feel that his life breath was rapidly fading.

The trauma in his body was almost irreparable.

He felt that he was about to faint.

Moreover, he knew that once he fainted, there would be no possibility of waking up again, because the trauma in his body was too severe.

With the Supreme Martial God Art and the Immortal Saint Body alone, he might not be able to heal himself.

In the blur, he heard a manic and unwilling roar from the front.

This scream directly stimulated Wu Yun's consciousness.

Suddenly he became much more awake.

"No, I can't die, Xiao Jin, that's Xiao Jin, he's not dead yet, he's still fighting... I want to wake up, I want to save him!"

Wu Yun repeated this sentence in his mind.

He bit his tongue tip and used severe pain to stimulate his consciousness.

Tell yourself that you can't faint.

He is not alone at this moment, there is Xiao Jin.

Xiao Jin is also covered in blood at this moment. In terms of strength, if Zhao Xinglong attacks with all his strength.

He can't hold on for so long. Zhao Xinglong is deliberately teasing Xiao Jin.

He wants to tease him.

Soon, the six elders returned.

Zhao Xinglong asked: "Where is Wu Yun? Is he solved?"

One of them answered: "He is solved, and he will definitely die."

"Very good!" Zhao Xinglong nodded with satisfaction, "Let's do it, kill this monkey, I'll go see if that guy is dead."

Obviously Zhao Xinglong was still not at ease.

"Roar, I'm going to tear you apart!"

Xiao Jin became even more crazy after hearing the news that Wu Yun was dead.

At this moment, his whole state was close to madness. He ignored the pain in his body and roared to the sky.

He rushed towards Zhao Xinglong.

But no matter how crazy he was, it was just a flash of life.

After being tortured repeatedly, Xiao Jin was injured too badly.

An elder in front of him punched Xiao Jin in the back.

Xiao Jin couldn't bear it anymore, and his huge body fell to the ground.

Blood flowed out of his mouth.

After falling down, Xiao Jin couldn't continue to support the blood burst state.

The severe injuries, coupled with the weak state after the outbreak, Xiao Jin couldn't support it anymore. His eyes went black and he fainted directly.

If no one rescued him, it would be difficult for him to survive.

Before he fainted, he was still mumbling in a low voice.

"Brother Wu Yun, run, run..."

At this moment, Wu Yun stood up staggeringly without knowing when.

Everything that just happened was seen clearly by him.

What supported him to stand up was not because his injuries had healed, but his will.

His body had long been overwhelmed, and he only relied on the tenacious will in his mind to stand up despite such a serious injury.

"Xiao Jin!"

Witnessing Xiao Jin fall down with his own eyes, endless anger flashed in his eyes.

That pair of eyes stared at Zhao Xinglong and others, like a demon from the abyss of hell.

Zhao Xinglong just wanted to see if Wu Yun was dead, but found that Wu Yun was still standing there.

Immediately shouted to the people behind him: "How are you doing things? Didn't he say he was dead?"

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