Chapter 1: Cut it off

The Western Regions of the Heavenly Soul Continent, the unparalleled city of the Flame Empire.

Today is the most important day for the cultivators of the Heavenly Soul Continent, awakening the Martial Soul!

Martial spirits are divided into one to nine ranks from low to high. Legend has it that there are emperor and **** martial spirits above rank nine!

Wuhun determines the cultivation limit of a cultivator in the future, and also determines the level of talent of a cultivator.

If you didn't successfully awaken your martial soul at the age of sixteen, you could only stay in the body refining state forever, unable to improve by half.

Before the age of sixteen, the higher the cultivation level of the body refining realm, the higher the level of the awakened spirit.

The awakening of Wuhun is a stage that all cultivators in the Heavenly Soul Continent must go through. This represents the future achievements of the cultivator!

On such an important day, Wushuang City should have been very lively, and everyone should applaud the younger generation of geniuses, as in previous years.

However, today it is the opposite!

On the central arena of Wushuang City, a handsome young man in white is fighting desperately holding a long sword. The handsome face of the young man is now hideous and angry who has nothing to do with handsome!

On a day that should have been lively and full of cheers, the crowd of onlookers around the ring sighed and shook their heads.

Sympathy, pity, disdain, ridicule.

This young man is the third young master of Wushuang City Feng Family-Feng Wuchen!

There are four major families in Wushuang City. The Mo family is the leader, and the Feng family is one of them.

"Feng Wuchen, give up, you, you can never win!" Under the ring, a girl in Tsing Yi spoke with a cold attitude that knew the boy very well, with a cold voice without a trace of emotion.

In the eyes of the girl in Tsing Yi, apart from being cold, there was disdain and disgust.

"Feng Wuchen, in terms of strength and status, you are inferior to me. I want to defeat you by pinching an ant to death. Why should you take your own humiliation? Give up!" The young man who fought Feng Wuchen proudly said.

The young man put his hands on his chest and let Feng Wuchen attack. No matter how fierce Feng Wuchen attacked and how fast he attacked, the young man could easily avoid it.

The strength of the two is not at the same level.

Unwilling and angry eyes swept at the girl, like a furious tiger, Feng Wuchen snarled: "Mo Ling'er! You promised to give me three years, but now only two years have passed, why not wait for me! Why do you do this? !"

"Waiting for you? Humph! You are not worthy!" The girl's pretty face showed a sneer: "I didn't know before, but in the past two years, I slowly discovered that I was so stupid that I saw the wrong person."

"Feng Wuchen, as the third young master of the Feng family, let's not say that you have done nothing in sixteen years. Even the martial spirit that awakens today is only a second-grade. You Feng family can afford to lose this face, and my Mo family can't afford it!"

"My awakened martial spirit is the sixth rank, and now it is the first genius of the Mo family, the first genius of the Wushuang city peers, you are only a second-rank martial spirit, what right do you have to let me wait for you? You are not even as good as the female generation. Don't talk about protecting me, what can you do to protect me without the strength? Following you is an insult to me!"

Hearing this, Feng Wuchen's pupils shrank, and his whole body trembled. The whole person's face stiffened, tears rolled down, and his dull face looked at Mo Ling'er, and countless pictures of being with Mo Ling'er appeared in his mind.

These pictures are full of beauty and happiness, but at this moment they seem to be torn apart by a heavy bomb.

This is no longer the Mo Ling'er he knew.

Feng Wuchen's heart was dripping blood, how precious sixteen years of fond memories are to him, but in Mo Linger's eyes it was an insult to her!

Mo Ling'er's words made the Feng Family senior's face gloomy, and the anger in his eyes burst out, but he was unable to refute it.

indeed so.

Feng Wuchen stayed in Feng's house for sixteen years, sixteen years of obscurity, mediocre talent, and accomplish nothing. The cultivation of his peers is far above him.

In Wushuang City, Feng Wuchen's strength is the bottom of his peers.

Mo Ling'er is different, not to mention that the Mo Family's strength is above the Feng Family, nor that Mo Ling'er's talent is far above Feng Wuchen. Only Mo Linger's awakening of the sixth-rank martial spirit has already made Wushuang The city's peers are far behind, and the future achievements of the two are worlds apart.

What's more, Mo Ling'er is now the ninth level of body refining, and he can step into the air refining state at any time!

"Sixth-Rank Martial Spirit? Mo Ling'er actually awakened the sixth-Rank Martial Spirit! Did I hear that right?"

"Oh my God, this is something we have never seen among the younger generation of Wushuang City! Although Mo Linger's remarks are ugly, but they are quite reasonable, and Master Feng's talent is indeed too poor, which can be said to be awakened. A waste martial arts soul."

"Yes, Mo Ling'er has now awakened a sixth-grade martial arts spirit. In Wushuang City, no one among the younger generation can match it, and it is not like Feng Wuchen can climb high."

"Second-rank martial arts spirit is simply a waste, still want to climb? Not even as good as me, not worthy of it, it is simply toad want to eat swan meat!"

The crowd onlookers sighed. Even though Mo Linger's words were excessive, most of them were actually on Mo Linger's side.

The reason is simple, because the Mo family is the head of the four big families!

Mo Ling'er's words and everyone's discussion kept appearing in Feng Wuchen's mind, completely letting Feng Wuchen collapse. The taste of piercing the heart was more uncomfortable than death, and the pain and anger made Feng Wuchen feel his head. To burst.

Feng Wuchen's stiff body for a long time finally languished, as if the three souls and seven souls had been separated from the body, and the eyes lost their color.

"boom!"

"puff!"

Seeing the desperate Feng Wuchen for a moment, the young man finally made a move. He spit out blood from the mouth with a palm, his figure flew out several meters, his face was pale as paper.

The young man defeated Feng Wuchen with a palm, his strength was far above Feng Wuchen.

"Huh! The Fourth Layer of Body Refining Realm dare to challenge me, Feng Wuchen, you will never beat me in this life!" The young man sneered proudly and glanced at Feng Wuchen disdainfully.

"Chen'er!" Under the ring, a beautiful woman's face was full of anxiety, worried that Feng Wuchen could not withstand such a blow.

She is Xiao Qingqing, the dust-free mother!

Feng Zhengxiong's complexion was extremely ugly, and a tyrannical aura suddenly burst out of his body, like a furious beast, swept across him like a furious beast.

He shifted his gaze slightly, looked at the Mo Family, and said solemnly: "Master Mo, this is how you taught your daughter? Chen'er's talent is indeed not as good as Mo Ling'er, but you know how Chen'er treats Mo Ling'er in the past 16 years. Even if Mo Ling'er looks down on Dog, he shouldn't be so insulted and trample on Chen'er's dignity! Do you really think my Feng family is easy to bully!"

"The Nine Layers of the Huayuan Realm! Patriarch Feng also broke through the nine layers of the Huayuan Realm!" Feeling the tyrannical aura erupted by Feng Zhengxiong, everyone in the audience was panicked.

A faint gaze swept towards Feng Zhengxiong, and Patriarch Mo smiled lightly: "Patriarch Feng does not need to be angry. This matter is decided by Ling'er himself. If the old man does not interfere, you also know Ling'er's temperament, and the things decided will not change."

"You!" Feng Zhengxiong was furious, secretly scolding the old fox for pushing him completely.

Feng Zhengxiong was furious, murderous, his face twitched, and he looked like he could not slap Patriarch Mo!

"Uncle Feng, the things I decide will not change, and the fact that Feng Wuchen only has a second-grade martial arts soul can't change. His fate in this life cannot be changed, and I am different. I don't want to wrong myself. Uncle Wangfeng can understand." Mo Ling'er spoke slowly.

Feng Zhengxiong frowned slightly, and Mo Linger's words were clearly saying that Feng Wuchen was not worthy of her. Feng Wuchen may have been unknown in this life, and Mo Linger's future could be described as unlimited.

"You only think about yourself. Have you considered Chen'er's feelings? Have you considered our Feng Family? How Chen'er treats you these years, you are very clear, but how do you treat Chen'er? Mo Ling'er, You are too selfish!" The beautiful woman resented.

"Be selfish. I have a better choice. I don't want to regret it later. For Feng Wuchen, I will never look back in this life!" Mo Linger replied coldly.

"Enough!" On the ring, the wounded Feng Wuchen suddenly roared.

The sudden roar shocked everyone. For a while, surprised eyes were cast on Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen slowly stood up, his eyes became extremely cold, making his heart trembling: "Don't you just dislike my mediocre talent and not worthy of you? I'm afraid I will drag you back and make a joke. If you want to go with him, I will never There will be a little nostalgia!"

"when!"

When the words were over, Feng Wuchen smashed the long sword in his hand, and Sen coldly said: "You and I will be cut off! This sword serves as a witness!"

Seeing Feng Wuchen being so decisive and ruthless, with a high-handed posture, coupled with Feng Wuchen's roar just now, made Mo Ling'er feel inexplicable anger, and felt that Feng Wuchen was extremely disgusted.

Mo Ling'er bit his red lips lightly and said angrily: "I just hate you! I despise you from the bottom of my heart. If I had not given you my spirit liquid for these years, you would not even be able to break through the third level of body refining! Let alone body refining four weight!"

As soon as Mo Ling'er said this, the audience was completely boiled. As the third young master of the Feng family, does his cultivation still rely on women's help? Isn't this embarrassing a man?

The faces of Feng Zhengxiong and the top of the Feng family became more gloomy.

"I owe you what I owe you now!" Feng Wuchen replied grimly, his voice getting colder.

Feng Wuchen raised the broken sword in his hand and stabbed it decisively into the dantian, blood sprayed out, even if it hurts, Feng Wuchen did not say a word, compared to heartache, this is nothing at all.

"Chen'er! Stop it!" Feng Zhengxiong's face changed a lot when he saw that scene, but it was too late to stop him.

"Chen'er!" "Third brother!"

The Feng family was panicked, and everyone onlookers was taken aback. No one expected Feng Wuchen to do so.

"Mo Ling'er, what I owe you has been returned to you, and we will not owe each other from now on!" Feng Wuchen gritted his teeth and said angrily, this sword ruined Qi Hai.

After a while, Feng Wuchen fell down.

Mo Ling'er was also taken aback. She didn't expect Feng Wuchen to be so brave and courageous, which was a little different from the usual Feng Wuchen.

I don't know why, Mo Linger suddenly felt that he had lost something at this moment, but couldn't tell. After a glance, he turned and left mercilessly.

Mo Ling'er's betrayal and insult had already made Feng Wuchen completely dead, his life aura gradually weakened, and his half-opened eyes slowly closed.

But at the moment Feng Wuchen was so weak that he closed his eyes, he suddenly widened strangely, and his eyes became completely black, which was very scary.

After a while, Feng Wuchen's eyebrows began to vaguely brave a trace of black miasma, and then a small black dragon appeared, very strange and mysterious.

"The seal is finally unlocked! How can you not think that this kid will seek his own death, right? The deity is reborn with the help of this kid's body! When the deity recovers its strength, it will destroy you all! No! The deity will seal you permanently! A vigorous and murderous voice appeared in Feng Wuchen's mind.

"Evil Dragon God, you really do not change! Want to use the Young Master's body to be reborn? It is a delusion!" Just as the Evil Dragon God wanted to drive out Feng Wuchen's soul, a voice full of lofty majesty sounded.

"Young Master? Your excellency?" Evil Dragon God was shocked and asked quickly.

There was another person hidden in Feng Wuchen's body, and the Evil Dragon God hadn't noticed it, showing that this person's strength was extremely terrifying.

"Hmph! You have been sealed for many years, just to wait for today, Young Master should wake up too." An extremely terrifying force burst out, directly attacking the soul body of the Evil Dragon God.

"Bastard! You sealed the deity for ten thousand years, it was for this little demon!" The evil dragon **** was furious, his monstrous power burst out, and a terrifying murderous insanity filled him.

"A mere soul body, dare to resist? Death!" The mysterious man shouted again, and the vast and mighty power cruelly crushed the evil dragon **** soul body.

The Evil Dragon God had no strength to fight back, and after an unwilling roar, the soul body exploded, and countless fragments began to melt into Feng Wuchen's limbs.

Everyone under the ring didn't know what had happened, but after seeing Feng Wuchen's painful struggle for a while, they passed out.