Chapter 97

Tianyunzong.

As the strongest sect in the empire, the Tianyun Sect is as strong as a cloud, with tens of thousands of disciples in the sect, and there is never a shortage of geniuses.

Huangfuqing and Mo Linger had good talents, but they were only in the middle of the ranks in Tianyun Sect.

Huangfuqing's elder brother is the true genius disciple of Tianyun Sect.

With the relationship between Huangfuqing's brother, Huangfuqing and Mo Linger were also very popular in Tianyun Sect, and many brothers and sisters were polite to them.

After staying in the Tianyun Sect for a year, Huangfu Qing has already broken through the first level of Yuandan realm, and even Mo Linger is now at the eighth level of Huayuan realm.

If it weren't for the profound background of Tianyun Sect, their cultivation would not be able to improve so quickly.

"Linger, I just received the news that Feng Wuchen returned to Wushuang City yesterday, and Yang Chongtian of the Yang family and more than a dozen guards were killed."

In the back mountain of Tianyun Sect, Mo Linger was cultivating when Huangfu Qing came to inform.

Mo Linger slowly opened her eyes and said indifferently: "I already know, he just came back to die. Although the school has to be responsible for each student, once our Tianyun Sect takes action, the school will not dare to intervene. The second wind family will perish!"

"Yes, if it weren't for the fact that the school has some relationship with the empire, how could Tianyun Sect give face to the school?" Huangfu Qing nodded irrefutably.

After a pause, Huangfu Qing said again: "I just don't know what Feng Wuchen's cultivation is now, but that girl from Ling Xiaoxiao is already at the first level of Yuandan Realm."

"We only have our current cultivation level with the help of Tianyun Sect. He Feng Wuchen will never surpass us." Mo Linger is very confident. In her eyes, Feng Wuchen always seems to be so unbearable.

Mo Linger wouldn't believe that Feng Wuchen was more powerful than Tianyun Sect.

If they knew that Yang Chongtian was killed by Feng Wuchen, they don't know how they would look.

"Ling Xiaoxiao!" Mo Linger's eyes flashed a wicked look, and when she talked about Ling Xiaoxiao, a nameless fire surged in her heart.

Ling Xiaoxiao is above Mo Linger in terms of beauty and cultivation, which makes Mo Linger very jealous.

What makes Mo Linger even more unhappy is that Ling Xiaoxiao is still following Feng Wuchen!

This is a naked face slap to her!

Because in the eyes of the uninitiated, it was not that she dumped Feng Wuchen, but Feng Wuchen dumped her and found someone more beautiful.

Huangfuqing smiled proudly and said, "I'm not worried about him surpassing us, I'm just curious about the talent of a second-rank Martial Spirit, how much he can improve this year, but a year ago he was able to defeat Yang Tian and kill Mo Yu. , the strength is indeed not weak.”

"Brother Huangfu, let's go down the mountain in a few days." Mo Linger looked at Huangfu and said.

Huangfu Qing nodded and said: "Linger rest assured, the Feng family will die!"

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After Feng Wuchen came back from the Lin family, he began to practice. As long as the Yang family and the Mo family did not make a move, Feng Wuchen also ignored it for the time being.

Feng Zhengxiong's birthday is just around the corner, and the Feng family has already started to organize and send people to send invitations.

Of course, when Feng Zhengxiong held his birthday, he could only invite the forces around Wushuang City, and Tianyan Academy did not invite him.

The Feng family is not a big family, so it can't be invited by the entire Tianzhou power?

Of course, many forces knew about the grievances between the Feng family and the Mo family, and they were afraid that they would not dare to come to celebrate their birthday. In short, the invitation was posted, and it was their business whether they came or not.

Even if he is afraid of Huangfu's family and not a single force comes, Feng Zhengxiong's birthday will not be cancelled because of this.

Time passed by, on the day of Feng Zhengxiong's birthday, the Feng family was extremely lively, and Feng Zhengxiong was full of happy smiles.

The master of Wanbao Pavilion, Yu Wanxiong, and the head of the Lin family, Lin Tianxing, were the first to come to celebrate their birthdays.

However, it still seemed relatively quiet.

After that, there were several forces around Wushuang City, that is, the relationship with the Feng family was not bad. Seeing that the time was coming, the other forces were still missing.

For this reason, Feng Zhengxiong and the others have already guessed it.

Feng Wuchen and the others can also understand, after all, they are all small forces, and they don't dare to be enemies with the Huangfu family.

"Brother Feng, Brother Lin, the three of us can be considered life-and-death friends. If we can make two of them in this life, it is worthwhile for Yu to die. I toast the two of you. I will do it first." Yu Wanxiong raised his glass and smiled.

"Brother Feng is upright and upright, and he is very righteous. He also saved my Zhao family from fire and water, and Zhao also honors Brother Feng with a cup!" Zhao family master raised his glass and said with arrogance.

People who came to celebrate their birthdays all toasted Feng Zhengxiong.

"The Feng family is in crisis now. Feng is very grateful for everyone who came here! Do it!" Feng Zhengxiong laughed arrogantly.

"Father! My son also toasts you, and I wish my father's cultivation to become more and more diligent! Long life!" Feng Wuchen then raised his glass to toast.

The Feng family also made a toast, even though no one came to celebrate the birthday, it was still lively.

"Patriarch! The Mo and Yang families are here! Many people are here!" At this time, a guard hurried in to report.

The faces of Feng Zhengxiong, Yu Wanxiong and the others sank slightly, and the Mo and Yang families were obviously not good people.

"Let them in." Feng Wuchen said lightly, and then said to Feng Zhengxiong: "Dad, don't worry, you are celebrating your birthday today, and the visitor is a guest."

Feng Zhengxiong nodded, but he was still a little worried. After all, Feng Wuchen killed Yang Chongtian, and Liu Qingyang and Miao Qingqing killed more than a dozen guards of the Yang family. How could the Yang family give up?

"Patriarch Feng has passed his birthday, we come uninvited, and Patriarch Feng won't turn him away, right?" Mo Kun said with a slight smile, looking very kind.

Accompanying them were the elders and senior management of the Mo family, and Mo Linger was among them.

"All visitors are guests." Feng Wuchen said indifferently, without the slightest change in expression.

"Feng Wuchen, long time no see." Mo Linger said coldly, very proud.

When Mo Linger saw Ling Xiaoxiao, Mei Mu instantly burst into anger.

Ling Xiaoxiao was prettier than a year ago, and her cultivation base was higher, which made Mo Linger extremely jealous and wanted to kill Ling Xiaoxiao immediately.

The more unrestrained and complacent Feng Wuchen lived, the deeper Mo Linger hated him!

Feng Wuchen glanced at Mo Linger indifferently. After a year, Feng Wuchen had completely let go. Facing Mo Linger again, he no longer felt the slightest, just like a stranger.

"Tianyunzong is really strong. I haven't seen you for a year, and you have already broken through the eighth level of Huayuanjing." Feng Wuchen said lightly, without looking at Mo Linger.

"Is she that hateful Mo Linger?" Liu Qingyang asked in a low voice, looking at Ling Xiaoxiao.

"En." Ling Xiaoxiao tapped her chin.

Miao Qingqing whispered: "It's better for us to be Xiaoxiao, much prettier than her."

"Chen'er is right, everyone who comes here is a guest, everyone please." Feng Zhengxiong said generously.

"Feng Zhengxiong, you didn't even invite us to celebrate your birthday, are you taking us too seriously?" Yang Qingyunsen asked coldly, with a trace of killing intent and anger in his eyes.

Yang Shan said solemnly: "Patriarch Feng is celebrating his birthday, it seems that no one is here to celebrate his birthday."

"Yang Qingyun, if you come here to be wild, the elders don't welcome you!" Lin Tianxing shouted coldly, and even the fools could see that they were sincere.

"Saye? Humph!" Yang Qingyun glanced at Lin Tianxing disdainfully, and said: "The Feng family killed Yang Chongtian and killed more than a dozen guards of my Yang family. You said I came to Saye?"

"Feng Wuchen, if you kill my son, this old man must kill you today!" Mo Yuankong shouted angrily, his murderous aura surged into the sky.

Feng Zhengxiong said solemnly: "Then it depends on your ability!"

"Feng Zhengxiong, without the protection of the school, your Feng family will die today! But before that, we still have to give birthday gifts. Our birthday gifts are not simple, but they cost a lot of money to build." Yang Qingyun sneered.

When the words fell, the guards of the Yang family carried a large coffin and placed it in the center of the compound!

Seeing the big black coffin, Feng Zhengxiong's faces suddenly became gloomy, and the entire compound instantly became quiet.

"Feng Zhengxiong, are you satisfied with this birthday gift?" Yang Qingyun asked with a sneer.

"The coffin is not bad, thank you for the kindness of the Yang family." Feng Wuchen smiled lightly, glanced at the coffin, and Feng Wuchen said again: "But the coffin is too small to put all of you in it, and the Yang family will not be looking for anyone else. Order more coffins?"

"Humph! I'm not ashamed to say it!" Yang Tian shouted angrily, his face was extremely cold, and the cold murderous aura filled with it.

"boom!"

Yang Tian kicked the coffin lid with a muffled sound, and the heavy coffin lid flew straight out, rushing towards Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen had no fear on his face, stretched out his right hand, grabbed it hard, took off the coffin lid easily, and forcibly removed Yang Tian's power.

Yang Tian is at the eighth level of the Yuanyuan Realm, and with his strength, he can't shake the wind and dust by half a step!

This also shows that Feng Wuchen's strength is not under Yang Tian.

Mo Kun frowned slightly, staring at Feng Wuchen with fierce eyes, and secretly said, "This brat's strength has become stronger."

"Such a good coffin can't be damaged! Otherwise, how can I put you in?" Feng Wuchen smiled lightly, and when Feng Wuchen looked at Yang Tian again, he suddenly became fierce.

"Too arrogant! Brother Yang Tian, ​​kill him!" Yang Bufan roared unbearably.

"Humph!" Yang Tian's face turned hideous, full of anger waiting to explode, he snorted fiercely, and rushed forward with all his strength, showing that he was quite confident in his own strength.

Yang Tian's speed was extremely fast, and he punched Feng Wuchen's head with a punch. The fist flashed purple light, which contained extremely fierce power and was extremely fierce.

"Beyond your own power!" Liu Qingyang said disdainfully.

"Feng Wuchen, let me see how much you have improved this year." Mo Linger secretly said in her heart, staring at Feng Wuchen with indifferent and arrogant eyes.

Mo Kun, Yang Qingyun, and others all wanted to know how strong Feng Wuchen, who disappeared for a year, is now.

"Yang Tian, ​​are your legs okay?" Feng Wuchen asked with a sneer, the ferocity in his eyes a little more intense.

"boom!"

"Crack!"

The moment the words fell, Feng Wuchen punched out, with a muffled sound, and collided with Yang Tian's fist. At the moment of the collision, there was a sudden click, and the sound of bone shattering spread.

The compound was quiet again. Whose bones were broken?