Chapter 977
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Whoosh! Whoosh!
High up in the sky, Mo Linger flew as fast as lightning with Feng Wuchen right behind her.
A few minutes later, Mo Linger arrived at Ziyang Mountain in the Wuji Domain.
"I'm already here. Let my two brothers go, and the one you want to kill is me," Feng Wuchen said calmly.
Mo Linger slowly turned around and said coldly, "You have to defeat me first. Otherwise, I'll let them go after I kill you."
Feng Wuchen frowned slightly. Mo Linger obviously didn't want to let Feng Wuchen go so easily. It seemed impossible for Feng Wuchen not to attack.
"Mo Linger, you're no match for me," Feng Wuchen said with a frown. His face became a little ugly.
"Is that so? We haven't even fought yet. How do you know that I'm no match for you? "Mo Linger said coldly. The terrifying power of the second tier of the Divine Transformation Realm was released in an instant.
Buzz! Buzz!
An extremely terrifying evil power swept out fiercely. The Ziyang Mountain below and the surrounding towering peaks turned into ashes at a speed visible to the naked eye. The space within a radius of 10,000 feet shook violently and collapsed.
Mo Linger's aura instantly soared to the fourth tier of the Divine Transformation Realm. Her combat strength was extremely terrifying.
One had to admit that Mo Linger's combat strength had increased by two tiers.
"Feng Wuchen, die!" Mo Linger shouted. Her beautiful eyes flashed with murderous intent as she rushed toward Feng Wuchen without hesitation.
Mo Linger grabbed the air, and a long sword flashed out of thin air. It was a demonic weapon.
In an instant, Mo Linger's aura soared again, reaching the fifth tier of the Divine Transformation Realm.
Mo Linger's speed was astonishing. She arrived in the blink of an eye, holding the demonic sword in her hand and ruthlessly stabbing toward Feng Wuchen.
Clang!
Buzz! Buzz!
Mo Linger's ferocious sword was caught by Feng Wuchen's two fingers. With a crisp clang, the terrifying power was unable to push Feng Wuchen back half a step. The void behind Feng Wuchen had already been blasted open.
"What?" Mo Ling Er's pretty face changed dramatically. She was extremely shocked.
Mo Ling 'er couldn't believe it. With her combat strength and the power of the Demon Sword, she couldn't even move Feng Wuchen half a step.
The power of Mo Ling 'er's sword was absolutely terrifying. At the very least, most opponents of the same level would not be able to defeat her.
However, such terrifying strength was completely useless in front of Feng Wuchen.
"I already said that you are not my match. Mo Ling 'er, stop," said Feng Wuchen. He was not affected by Mo Ling' er's power at all.
Feng Wuchen had already broken through to the third tier of the Divine Transformation Realm. With his terrifying physical strength, he could fight against someone in the fourth tier of the Divine Transformation Realm. To block Mo Ling 'er's attack, Feng Wuchen only needed to slightly activate his Spiritual Aether.
"Then kill me!" After the initial shock, Mo Linger seemed to have received another blow. She roared at Feng Wuchen and began to attack him crazily.
"Ding ding ding!"
"Buzz buzz!"
Feng Wuchen used only two fingers on his right hand to block all of Mo Ling 'er's attacks. The terrifying power of the sword swept out continuously. The space within a radius of ten thousand feet was completely shattered.
Feng Wuchen's two fingers were like iron fingers. They were invulnerable and extremely hard.
"Impossible! You can't be so powerful! "The more Mo Ling 'er fought, the angrier she became. She couldn't believe it.
Feng Wuchen's strength was even more terrifying than Mo Ling 'er had imagined.
"In the Demon Race, I cultivated with all my might and suffered ten times more than others. That's how I got to where I am today. Why is Feng Wuchen still stronger than me?" Mo Ling 'er roared in her heart, unwilling to accept this.
Mo Ling 'er believed that she had sacrificed more than others, and definitely not less than Feng Wuchen. However, her cultivation could not surpass Feng Wuchen's. It was as if it was destined.
Who could accept that she had sacrificed more than others but not as much as others?
"Mo Ling 'er, don't you understand now? You are too obsessed with cultivation. Even if your cultivation has increased greatly, you can't unleash powerful strength. You are not my opponent. " Feng Wuchen frowned. Facing Mo Ling 'er's terrifying attacks, Feng Wuchen only blocked and did not counterattack.
"Shut up!" Mo Ling 'er shouted angrily. She stabbed her sword at Feng Wuchen again.
"Ding!"
Feng Wuchen urged his True Yuan and flicked it at Mo Ling 'er's demonic sword. With a crisp sound, the terrifying power directly sent Mo Ling' er flying.
The difference in strength was huge.
"You lost! Let go of my two brothers! "Feng Wuchen said in a deep voice. His face turned cold.
"I said, only one of us can live. If you don't kill me, I will kill you!" Mo Ling 'er shouted angrily. Her beautiful eyes flashed with tears.
"Demon Shadow Sword Arts! Demon Shadow Slash! "
Mo Ling 'er urged her full strength into the demonic sword. A majestic aura erupted as the sword ruthlessly swept out.
"Whoosh!"
"Buzz buzz!"
A huge black sword broke through the air, carrying a destructive aura as it rushed towards Feng Wuchen. Wherever it passed, the space collapsed one after another.
"Heaven class mid-grade martial skill! Dragon Claw! "
Feng Wuchen yelled. He clenched his hand into a claw and waved it through the air. An extremely terrifying golden dragon claw shot out with a sharp, ear-piercing sound. It was as if it was going to tear the void in half.
"Boom!"
"Puff!"
In a few blinks of an eye, the two terrifying forces collided and exploded. The overbearing force directly shook Mo Ling 'er until she vomited blood and her body flew back.
Facing Feng Wuchen's martial skill, Mo Ling 'er could not withstand a single blow.
If Feng Wuchen had not shown mercy, Mo Ling 'er would have died without a doubt.
"I can't sense my brothers' aura." Feng Wuchen frowned and thought.
He didn't know what method Mo Ling 'er had used, but Feng Wuchen could not sense Feng Yuan and Feng Zhan's aura no matter how hard he tried.
"Mo Ling 'er, where are my brothers?" Feng Wuchen asked coldly. He had already lost his patience.
"I haven't lost yet!" Mo Ling 'er held the demonic sword and rushed over crazily. Even if she was injured, her attacks were still fierce.
"Ding!"
"Rumble!"
Mo Ling 'er's beautiful figure turned into a black line and rushed over. Her sword stabbed towards Feng Wuchen's forehead, but it was blocked by an even stronger force. With a crisp sound, the space behind Feng Wuchen exploded.
Feng Wuchen did not move. All the power seemed to have passed through his body and exploded in the void behind him.
"I will ask you again. Where are my brothers?" Feng Wuchen asked fiercely.
"I have already killed them. Are you satisfied?" Mo Ling 'er shouted angrily. Her charming face was filled with a fierceness and malice that did not match her beauty.
"What?" Feng Wuchen's body shook.
"They have already turned into ashes! If you have the ability, kill me! "Mo Ling 'er shouted angrily.
"Ah!"
Monstrous anger surged in his heart. Feng Wuchen roared and grabbed Mo Ling 'er's neck with lightning speed. He lifted her up.
Feng Wuchen only needed to squeeze gently, and Mo Ling 'er would die without a doubt.
"Do it. If you kill me, the Mo family will be completely destroyed!" Mo Ling 'er stared at Feng Wuchen fiercely.
Feng Wuchen's face was ferocious, but he still could not grab Mo Ling 'er's hand.
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