Chapter 98

All people's eyes fall on Feng Wuchen and Yang Tian.

"Ah..."

with the sound of bone fracture coming out, Yang Tian's face was puffed, and then he uttered a scream like a pig!

Yang Tian can't believe that Feng Wuchen has become so powerful. In the past year, he has spared all his life to practice in order to find Feng Wuchen for revenge.

Unexpectedly, Yang Tian, who is struggling to break through the eight levels of Huayuan realm, is so vulnerable to the wind and dust again!

"My God!" Yang Qingyun's face changed wildly and he was shocked.

Yang family and Mohist people are extremely shocked, a pair of eyes magnified to the extreme.

The wind has no dust a fist to waste Yang Tian's right arm! What a terrible power is this?

"Yang Tian's hand is wasted by brute force alone!" Mo Kun brows locked, but still can not see the wind dust-free cultivation.

Feng Wuchen just punches at random. It doesn't motivate Zhenyuan at all. No one can see feng Wuchen's cultivation.

Mo Ling Er is also some disbelief at the moment, pretty face is already full of frost.

The stronger the strength of fengwuchen, the more unconvinced Mo ling'er is, because she is the first genius of wushuangcheng!

"You can't keep up with the strength, but you can't keep up with the cultivation. The pills given by Huangfu family really help the Yang family to become stronger. But you are too eager for success, and you can't keep up with your strength." The wind has no dust.

"Bang!"

Words fall, wind dust kick out, bang a dull sound, directly kick Yang Tian into the coffin.

Yang Tian, who is eight times of Huayuan realm, is vulnerable to the wind and dust!

Yang Bufan several people rushed up to carry Yang Tian out.

"The wind is clean!" Yang Qingyun's face was completely gloomy, and the terrible murderous spirit burst out.

Aware that Yang Qingyun wants to move, Feng Zhengxiong's momentum suddenly changes, and he stares at Yang Qingyun fiercely.

As long as Yang Qingyun dares to make a move, Feng Zhengxiong will not hesitate to rush out. He will never let anyone get cold and dust free.

Feng Wuchen sneered and said, "master Yang, don't you want to see my strength when you let your son go to war? It's a pity that he doesn't have that ability. "

"Don't be conceited!" Mo Ling Er cold drink way, very can't stand the wind without dust a pair of preaching appearance.

Mo ling'er's strength is stronger than Yang Tian's!

After practicing in tianyunzong for a year, with Mo ling'er's talent, the strength is not too weak, and the cultivation of skills and skills are also relatively strong.

"Ling'er! Don't underestimate the enemy. " Mo Kun whispers that from the blow of Feng Wuchen, Mo Kun can see that Feng Wuchen's strength is very strong, but he is not weaker than Mo ling'er.

Feng Wuchen looks at Mo linger, and the latter rushes up fiercely, and claps at Feng Wuchen.

Ling Xiaoxiao shook her head, but said nothing.

"Bang!"

Fengwuchen didn't escape. With a dull bang, Mo ling'er slapped fengwuchen's chest. This palm was very fierce and merciless.

To the shock of the Yangs and the Mohists, Mo ling'er's powerful strength, with all one hand, can't shake the wind and dust-free half step!

Mo Kun's face is more heavy, which has been enough to show that the strength of wind dust-free has been on Mo ling'er!

"How strong is this boy?" Yang Qingyun said angrily in his heart, his face twitched and his fists clenched.

Mo ling'er is shocked. She can't believe that Feng Wuchen's strength will be above her!

Is this still the wind dust-free of the spirit of the second grade martial arts before?

"No way! It's impossible! You can't surpass me! " Mo Ling Er stupidly shakes his head, unable to accept this fact.

The talented disciple of Tianyun clan is not as good as a waste of second grade martial spirit?

"I never hit a woman, but if it's you, I'll give you three palms. That's the first one." Wind dust light way, the eyes do not have the slightest feeling, only strange!

Hearing the words, Mo ling'er's head suddenly exploded, and the raging anger instantly attacked his heart.

Three hands!

These four words are playing back in Mo ling'er's mind!

As the first genius of wushuangcheng, Mo ling'er is also a disciple of Tianyun sect. If you really want to calculate by age, Mo ling'er is also a genius disciple in Tianyun sect. What a lofty position is this? The wind has no dust to say to let her three palm unexpectedly!

How can you tolerate the arrogance of Mo ling'er?

"I'm the first genius of wushuangcheng. Tianyunzong's gifted disciple, will you give me three hands? Who do you think you are? You are nothing but a waste of second class martial spirit The angry Mo ling'er drinks angrily.

"Zongyun's martial spirit is nothing more than a genius. How can I be compared with his disciples?" Wind dust-free, indifferent response.

"Brother Feng really only has second class martial spirit?" Liu Qingyang and Miao Qingqing were shocked. They had heard that Feng Wuchen had said before, but they didn't want to believe it.

"The talent of second grade martial spirit has such terrible cultivation speed. If you give brother Feng the talent of seventh grade or eighth grade martial spirit, won't you fly to heaven?" Liu Qingyang couldn't imagine it.How terrible is the speed of wind dust-free cultivation. All the people present, only Liu Qingyang and Miao Qingqing, know it best!

"Two more hands!" The wind has no dust.

Mo ling'er fiercely stares at the wind, and the resentment in his heart is getting deeper and deeper. Zhenyuan tries his best to urge him, and Mo ling'er shouts: "xuanjie intermediate martial arts! Ice palm of death

"Boom

Mo ling'er's hand blows hard at Feng Wuchen again. The power of this hand is several times stronger than before. With a bang, the palm blows on Feng Wuchen's chest again!

However, this hand down, once again shocked the audience!

It's still no dust, no wind, no touch!

"No way!" Mo ling'er was shocked again. Just now, the palm was like a stone sinking into the sea. It didn't work.

"How strong is the strength of wind and dust free?" The Yang family and Mohist family were shocked and looked at the wind without dust.

Yang Qingyun and Mo Kun are also very moved. Feng Wuchen stands and beats Mo linger unharmed. Is it hard for Feng Wuchen to step into the realm of Yuan Dan?

"There's still a palm left!" The wind has no dust.

"Shut up "I don't believe it! I don't believe that you will surpass me. I'm a gifted disciple of Tianyun sect. How can you surpass me as a waste! "

Mo ling'er is very excited. Looking back at all kinds of insults to Feng Wuchen a year ago, at this moment, she just feels ashamed!

The arrogant Mo ling'er can't accept the man abandoned by him at all, and he is still a waste man of second grade martial spirit, surpassing her!

"Ling'er!" Mo Kun murmured, Mo ling'er was so out of control that he didn't have the appearance of a daughter's home at all.

But Mo Ling Er simply can't listen to it. She has always been arrogant and can't stand this kind of attack. She can't control her emotions.

"You are a waste! You are nothing Mo ling'er roars angrily at Feng Wuchen.

"Xuanjie high-quality martial arts! Sky cloud broken soul palm

The furious Mo ling'er yelled, and even more terrifying, he slapped his hand to the wind. He was so powerful that he could compare with Huayuan jiuzhong!

"High level martial arts!" Everyone was shocked. Even the Mohist people were also very shocked. No one knew that Mo ling'er had cultivated such a powerful martial art.

"Worthy of being a disciple of Tianyun sect, he has such terrible martial arts skills!" Yang Qingyun frowned and said secretly that he was extremely envious.

"Feng Zhengxiong, they have no worries." Mo Kun noticed the look of Feng Zhengxiong and Xiao Qingqing, but he didn't worry about the safety of Feng Wuchen, which made Mo Kun worried.

"Boom

Mo ling'er blows his hand on Feng Wuchen's chest with anger. His extremely powerful palm power blows on Feng Wuchen. He thought that this palm can at least fight cold and dust-free. After all, it is a high-grade martial art of xuanjie level, and its power is far higher than that of xuanjie's.

Can let Mo Ling Er can't believe is that she tried her best to display her strongest martial arts skills, still unable to shake the wind dust-free half step!

"Hiss!"

Seeing this scene, the Yang family and the Mohist family were shocked and gasped with fright.

In the face of Mo ling'er's powerful attack, there is no defense against the wind and dust, but still uninjured!

"No way! unable! It can't be! I don't believe it Mo ling'er was shocked and shook his head.

At this moment, Mo ling'er finally realizes that Feng Wuchen is not only stronger than her, but also much stronger!

"The wind is dust-free, and it is unhurt! That's a high-grade martial arts skill

"How could that be possible! What kind of cultivation is fengwuchen? "

"The wind is too strong, isn't it? Mo ling'er can't hurt him! "

The Yang family and the Mohist family were terrified. No one could believe that Feng Wuchen was so powerful!

Stand at give Mo Ling son to attack all have no harm, the wind has no dust this have to have how terror?

"Three palms are finished. You must have done your best. I don't beat women. My skills are not as good as others. Tianyunzong should not do anything to me." Wind dust-free indifference way, eyes then shift, completely ignore Mo ling'er.

"I haven't lost yet! I must beat you! I will never lose to you Mo ling'er yells angrily. Three palms can't shake the wind. Mo ling'er is not convinced and unwilling.

"Mo ling'er! Even if you try one hundred times, you can't win brother Feng. " Ling Xiaoxiao finally could not help but open her mouth and said coldly, "you are narrow-minded and arrogant. You think others can't stand up to you. You are conceited. You are short-sighted. You don't know that there are more powerful talents than you at this time!"

"It's just a six grade martial spirit. Don't think you're great. You can't imagine what brother Feng has done this year. You don't know what happened to brother Feng. You have no right to comment on brother Feng." Ling Xiaoxiao's cold way, a word is mercilessly stabbed in the heart of Mo ling'er.

Staring at Mo ling'er with cold eyes, Ling Xiaoxiao said: "the Tianyun sect is certainly powerful, but there are more masters in the mainland than Tianyun sect. Do you think it's great to be a disciple of Tianyun sect? You are too arrogant, too vain, take yourself too seriously, you are far from brother Feng! You have no idea what status iswww.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!