Although the number of these twenty people occupies an absolute advantage, it is not worth mentioning before Wu Yun.
Under a few tricks, it has been hit more than half of the people.
At the first sight of those three -headed family, it was still possible. Continue to fight. All the twenty people they brought were all killed here.
"Stop your hand, return back."
Those people lost their fighting spirit by Wu Yun. At this moment, the three -headed order returned behind the three heads without hesitation.
"Hum, little boy, it really is a bit strong. No wonder he dares to say so crazy, but it turned out to be a four -most cultivator of Lingwu Realm."
"I dare not be the strength, it is more than enough to deal with you."
San Dang's eyebrows swept up, and said: "What a arrogant tone, how about you, how many you are, in the face of my Lingwu Liuzhong, you are just a vulnerable guy."
Just listen to the three heads, and the thick right legs were stomped to the ground, and the surrounding grass and trees were slightly shook.
"Lingwujing Six."
Wu Yun frowned.
"Hum, I'm afraid, give you the last chance, if you want to vote for sincerity, sign a blood deed with me quickly."
These three people seem to be rough, but they are quite careful.
After seeing Wu Yun's age and cultivation, he immediately speculated that this person should be a disciple of a large force or a large gate. Ordinary forces could not cultivate such a genius at all.
Suddenly regenerating the heart.
And he also plans to do. Once Wu Yun is unwilling to invest in, he must kill this person and destroy the corpse.
He didn't want to offend a big force because of this, which caused a trouble for the blood thorn mercenary group.
"I said it, you don't deserve it."
Wu Yun replied indifferently.
"You don't have a way in heaven, you have to go to the hell, you have to break, watch the knife."
Just listening to the roar of the three heads, the horizontal meat of that body expanded instantly like a steel bone, and the hand holding a big knife was split towards Wu Yun.
Wu Yun did not connect hard and dodged quickly.
The strength of these three favors is not a joke. This is the person who struggled from the fighting and death struggle again and again.
Although his martial arts are not so subtle, it is the most practical.
Sure enough, although it is just a few simple and rude knives, each of his swords can be controlled well. Obviously, the fighting and death fight for so many years is not useless.
If he encounters ordinary Lingwu Quartet, I am afraid that he has already died under his knife.
Unfortunately, he encountered Wu Yun.
This enlightenment of martial arts has already been enlightened. No matter how stable his knife is, Wu Yun can easily avoid it.
After a dozen moves, San Dang's family also saw the clue, and there was some doubts in my heart.
Under normal circumstances, Mo said that a four -lingers of Lingwu, even a repairman of the Lingwu Five, had already died under his knife.
But until now, the boy in front of him was still jumping, and he didn't even encounter the other party's corners.
"Boy, who are you?"
San Dang's heart is even more doubtful.
It is determined that this son is definitely a disciple of a super -big force. If such a reckless husband is scattered, he has nowhere to learn this weird body.
"Hey, the person who kills you."
Wu Yun's voice fell, and the silver blade in his hands shot instantly.
With a shot, the three heads hurriedly intercepted the sword in the panic.
But Wu Yun's tip of the gun jumped in the air halfway and turned directly to his lower body.
Fast speed, San Dou's at home is too late to respond.
ah!
Just listening to the scream of the three heads, his right leg was stabbed and worn, and the blood flowed.
It is said that these three families are indeed a long -lasting old man with life and death. The right leg is pierced, but the face does not change the face.
Wu Yun's reaction was so fast, his eyes were quickly leaning back, pulled out the silver blade, turned over a flip, and pierced another shot.
Three heads back to the knife, but unfortunately it was half a step slower.
The silver blade wiped his blade directly into his heart.
ah!
With Wu Yun's movement of the silver blade, the three heads followed and fell to the ground with one knee. The blood was sprayed out of the blood hole in his heart like a fountain.
His face gradually lost his blood, his expression gradually became painful, weak.
He wanted to speak, but unfortunately he could no longer speak.
With the passage of blood, his strength also disappeared completely.
A bang fell to the ground and completely lost signs of life.
"Three heads are dead, he killed the three heads."
As soon as he died, where the people behind him had courage to continue to conquer Wu Yun, the trees were scattered, and the remaining ten people disappeared into the mountains in an instant.
Wu Yun didn't go chasing, squatting down, and groping on the three heads. Except for a storage ring on his hand, nothing.
I have to say that these three are rich in one side.
In the storage ring, the gold coins alone have more than 40 million, and the various spiritual nuclear is a thousand.
Wu Yun collected the gold coin and picked some spiritual nucleus of the spiritual Wujing. All the rest were thrown away.
In addition to these, there is one thing in the storage ring that attracts Wu Yun's attention.
"It turned out to be a map of the Luoyun Mountains, yes."
Wu Yun opened the map and looked at it. I don't know where the news of the blood thorn mercenary regiment was bought. It was clearly marked the location of the firefire grass on the map.
It is much more detailed than the news from him to spend 50 million gold coins from the auction room.
Wu Yun looked at the entire map, and finally wrote down the position of Fire Fhillery Grass, turned around and flew towards the depths of the mountains.
When Wu Yun walked away, a few people ran out of the trees not far away, and the corpse of the three heads hurriedly left the place.
Another place, the periphery of the Luoyun Mountains.
A rape, eight -character Hu, Dan Fengyan, thin body, thirty -five men kicked over and turned over a person, yelled, "Who is the third brother who killed me?"
Although this person is thin, from the perspective of his appearance, he is definitely a well -composed and difficult guy.
This person is the second home of the blood thorn mercenary regiment.
The two brothers came together. San Dang's family couldn't help loneliness. He heard that the leading flag of the leader was robbed, and he first brought a team of people into the mountains to kill people.
But who knows that people have not killed, they were killed.
"Back to the second head, this person."
The member of a blood thorn mercenary group took out a Xuanling spar from his arms, which clearly showed Wu Yun's appearance.
This Xuanling chinensis is specially engraved with portrait pictures. As long as the spar is accurately accurately, and then the aura is entered into it, you can engrave the picture.
"That's right? Just such a little cub, killed my third brother?"
For the strength of the San Dang's family, no one knows more clearly than the second family. The spiritual Wu Liuzhong cultivation that has been sharpened from the battle of life and death is by no means that ordinary people can kill.
"Absolutely true, two heads ..."
The man told the person one by one.
The pair of Danfeng's eyes narrowed, thinking for a moment, and said coldly, "So, this son will kill, whether he kills my third brother or because of his power, he must not let him leave alive and leave alive and fall.