Everyone's gaze fell on Feng Wuchen and Yang Tian.
"Ah …"
Along with the sound of bones breaking, Yang Tian's face twitched and he screamed like a pig being slaughtered!
Yang Tian couldn't believe that Feng Wuchen had become so powerful. He had been cultivating with all his might for the past year just to take revenge on Feng Wuchen.
Who would have thought that Yang Tian, who had cultivated to the eighth level of the Origin Transformation Realm, would be so weak when facing Feng Wuchen again!
"Tian 'er!" Yang Qing Yun's face changed drastically.
The Yang Clan and Mo Clan members were shocked as their eyes widened.
Feng Wuchen had crippled Yang Tian's right arm with one punch! What kind of terrifying strength was that?
"He crippled Yang Tian's arm with brute force!" Mo Kun frowned, but he still couldn't see through Feng Wuchen's cultivation.
Feng Wuchen had only casually punched and didn't use any True Yuan, so no one could see through Feng Wuchen's cultivation.
Mo Ling Er was also in disbelief as her face was covered with frost.
The stronger Feng Wuchen was, the more unconvinced Mo Ling Er was because she was Wushuang City's number one genius!
"You have cultivation, but your strength can't keep up. The pills that Huangfu Clan gave you have indeed helped the Yang Clan become stronger, but you're too eager for success and placed too much emphasis on your cultivation. Your strength can't keep up." Feng Wuchen said indifferently.
"Bang!"
With that, Feng Wu Chen kicked Yang Tian into the coffin with a muffled bang.
Yang Tian, who was at the eighth level of the Origin Transformation Realm, couldn't even withstand a single blow from Feng Wuchen!
Yang Bufan and the others quickly ran up and carried Yang Tian out.
"Feng Wuchen!" Yang Qing Yun's face darkened as a terrifying murderous aura burst out.
Sensing that Yang Qing Yun wanted to attack, Feng Zheng Xiong's aura suddenly changed as he stared fiercely at Yang Qing Yun.
As long as Yang Qingyun dared to make a move, Feng ZhengXiong would definitely rush out without hesitation. He would definitely not let anyone harm Feng Wuchen.
Feng Wuchen sneered and said, "Patriarch Yang, didn't you let your son fight because you wanted to see my strength? Unfortunately, he doesn't have that ability. "
"Don't be so self-righteous!" Mo Ling 'er coldly shouted. She couldn't stand Feng Wuchen's preaching appearance.
Mo Ling Er used all her strength and a powerful aura spread out. Although she was also at the eighth level of the Origin Transformation Stage, Mo Ling Er was stronger than Yang Tian!
After cultivating in the Tianyun Clan for a year, with Mo Ling 'er's talent, her strength was naturally not too weak, and the cultivation methods and martial arts techniques she practiced were also relatively powerful.
"Ling 'er! Don't underestimate him. " Mo Kun warned in a low voice. From Feng Wuchen's punch, Mo Kun could see that Feng Wuchen was very strong. He was afraid that Feng Wuchen was not weaker than Mo Ling 'er.
Feng Wuchen looked at Mo Ling 'er, but the latter had already rushed up fiercely and attacked Feng Wuchen with her palm.
Ling Xiaoxiao shook her head, but did not say anything.
"Bang!"
Feng Wuchen did not dodge. With a muffled bang, Mo Ling 'er's palm hit Feng Wuchen's chest. This palm was very fierce and merciless.
However, what shocked the Yangs and the Mohs was that even with Mo Ling 'er's powerful strength, she could not move Feng Wuchen even half a step!
Mo Kun's face became more serious. This was enough to show that Feng Wuchen's strength was above Mo Ling 'er's!
"How strong is this brat?" Yang Qingyun was angry in his heart. The flesh on his face twitched and his fists were clenched tightly.
Mo Ling 'er was stunned. She could not believe that Feng Wuchen's strength was above hers!
Was this still the same Feng Wuchen who had a second-grade Martial Soul?
"Impossible! This is impossible! Your strength can't surpass mine! "Mo Ling 'er shook her head in a daze, unable to accept this fact.
The genius disciple of the Tianyun Clan was inferior to a second-grade Martial Soul trash?
"I never hit a woman, but if it's you, I'll let you hit me three times. This is the first hit." Feng Wuchen said calmly, without the slightest emotion in his eyes, only unfamiliarity!
Hearing Feng Wuchen's words, Mo Ling 'er's head suddenly exploded, and monstrous anger instantly hit her heart.
Let you hit me three times!
These four words kept replaying in Mo Ling 'er's mind!
Mo Ling 'er was the top genius of Wushuang City and a disciple of the Tianyun Clan. In terms of age, Mo Ling' er was considered a genius disciple in the Tianyun Clan. How high was her status? Feng Wuchen said he would let her hit him three times!
With Mo Ling 'er's arrogant character, how could she tolerate this?
"I'm the top genius of Wushuang City and a genius disciple of the Tianyun Clan. You let me hit you three times? Who do you think you are? You're just a second-grade Martial Soul trash! "The furious Mo Ling 'er shouted angrily.
"Yes, I'm just a second-grade Martial Soul trash. How can I compare to a genius disciple of the Tianyun Clan?" Feng Wuchen responded indifferently.
"Brother Feng really only has a second-grade Martial Soul?" Liu Qingyang and Miao Qingqing were instantly stunned. They had heard Feng Wuchen say it before, but they would rather die than believe it.
"A second-grade Martial Soul talent has such a terrifying cultivation speed. If Brother Feng was given a seventh-grade or eighth-grade Martial Soul talent, wouldn't he fly to the sky?" Liu Qingyang didn't dare to imagine it.
Of all the people present, only Liu Qingyang and Miao Qingqing knew how terrifying Feng Wuchen's cultivation speed was!
"Two more hits!" Feng Wuchen said indifferently.
Mo Ling 'er stared fiercely at Feng Wuchen, and the resentment in her heart grew deeper and deeper. Activating her vital essence, Mo Ling' er shouted, "Middle-grade Martial Technique! Death Ice Palm! "
"Boom!"
Mo Ling 'er slammed her palm towards Feng Wuchen again. The power of this palm was several times stronger than before. With a boom, the palm hit Feng Wuchen's chest again!
However, when this palm landed, it once again shocked everyone present!
Mo Ling 'er's palm still couldn't shake Feng Wuchen. Feng Wuchen still didn't move, and he was unharmed!
"Impossible!" Mo Ling 'er was shocked again. The palm just now was like a stone sinking into the sea, and it had no effect.
"How strong is Feng Wuchen?" The Yang and Mo families were shocked, and they stared at Feng Wuchen with their mouths agape.
Yang Qingyun and Mo Kun were also very moved. Feng Wuchen was unharmed by Mo Ling 'er's attack. Could it be that Feng Wuchen had stepped into the Primordial Core stage?
"One more hit!" Feng Wuchen said coldly.
"Shut up!" Mo Ling 'er shouted angrily, "I don't believe it! I don't believe you can surpass me. I am a genius disciple of the Tianyun Clan. How can a piece of trash like you surpass me! "
Mo Ling 'er was very emotional. Thinking back to how she humiliated Feng Wuchen a year ago, she only felt ashamed at this moment!
The arrogant Mo Ling 'er couldn't accept that the man she abandoned, and a second-grade Martial Soul trash, could surpass her!
"Ling 'er!" Mo Kun shouted. Mo Ling' er was so out of control that she didn't look like a girl at all.
However, Mo Ling 'er didn't listen at all. She was always arrogant and couldn't take this blow. She couldn't control her emotions.
"You are a piece of trash! You are nothing! "Mo Ling 'er was extremely angry and shouted at Feng Wuchen.
"High-grade Mystic class martial arts technique! Heavenly Cloud Soul Breaking Palm! "
The furious Mo Ling 'er shouted, and an even more terrifying palm hit Feng Wuchen. It was majestic and powerful, comparable to the ninth level of the Spirit Transformation stage!
"High-grade Mystic class martial arts technique!" Everyone was shocked. Even the people of the Mo family were very shocked. No one knew that Mo Ling 'er had cultivated such a powerful martial arts technique.
"She is indeed a disciple of the Tianyun Clan. She has such a terrifying martial arts technique!" Yang Qingyun frowned and was extremely envious.
"Feng Zhengxiong and the others are not worried at all." Mo Kun noticed the expressions of Feng Zhengxiong and Xiao Qingqing. They were not worried about Feng Wuchen's safety at all. This made Mo Kun worried.
"Boom!"
Mo Ling 'er's angry palm hit Feng Wuchen's chest. With a boom, an extremely powerful palm hit Feng Wuchen's body. She thought that this palm would at least hurt Feng Wuchen. After all, it was a high-grade Mystic class martial arts technique, and its power was far above that of a medium-grade Mystic class martial arts technique.
However, Mo Ling 'er couldn't believe that even after using all her strength and her strongest martial arts technique, she still couldn't move Feng Wuchen half a step!
"Hiss!"
Seeing this scene, the people of the Yang family and the Mo family gasped in shock. They were so shocked that they were dumbfounded.
In the face of Mo Ling 'er's powerful attack, Feng Wuchen, who was defenseless, was still unharmed!
"Impossible! It can't be! It's impossible! I don't believe it! "Mo Ling 'er was extremely shocked and shook her head in a daze.
At this moment, Mo Ling 'er finally realized that Feng Wuchen was not only stronger than her, but much stronger!
"Feng Wuchen is actually unharmed! That's a high-grade Mystic class martial arts technique! "
"How is this possible! What is Feng Wuchen's cultivation level? "
"Feng Wuchen is too strong, isn't he? Mo Ling 'er can't hurt him! "
The people of the Yang family and the Mo family were terrified. No one could believe that Feng Wuchen was so powerful!
How terrifying was Feng Wuchen to be able to stand there and take Mo Ling 'er's attack without being hurt?
"You've finished the three palms. I think you must have used all your strength. I don't hit women. If I'm not as good as you, the Tianyun Clan shouldn't do anything to me," Feng Wuchen said indifferently, then looked away, completely ignoring Mo Ling 'er.
"I haven't lost yet! I must defeat you! I will never lose to you! " Mo Ling 'er shouted angrily. She couldn't shake Feng Wuchen with three palms, and Mo Ling' er was not convinced at all.
"Mo Ling 'er! Even if you try a hundred more times, you can't beat Brother Feng. " Ling Xiaoxiao finally couldn't help but say coldly, "You're narrow-minded and arrogant. You think that others are unworthy of you. You're short-sighted. You don't know that there are many geniuses who are stronger than you!"
"You're just a sixth-grade Martial Soul. Don't think that you're so great. Brother Feng's sacrifice this year is beyond your imagination. You have no idea what Brother Feng has experienced. You're not qualified to judge Brother Feng at all." Ling Xiaoxiao said coldly, and every word stabbed Mo Ling 'er's heart.
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