Dragon God Supreme

Chapter 976: Chapter 976: Battle with Mo Ling’er Chapter 976: Chapter 976: Battle with Mo Ling’er “Swoosh, swoosh!”

High above, Mo Ling’er sped through the air like lightning, with Feng Wuchen closely following behind.

Minutes later, Mo Ling’er arrived at the Wuji Domain’s Purple Sun Mountain.

“I’m here. Release my two brothers. The one you want to kill is me,” Feng Wuchen said calmly.

Mo Ling’er slowly turned around and said coldly, “You have to defeat me first, or wait until I’ve killed you, then I will naturally release them.”

Feng Wuchen frowned slightly. It was clear that Mo Ling’er had no intention of letting Wuchen off easily. Wuchen realized it was impossible to avoid a confrontation.

“Mo Ling’er, you are no match for me,” Feng Wuchen said with a frown, his face becoming rather unsightly.

“Really? How do you know you’re not my match without fighting me?” Mo Ling’er replied icily, releasing the terrifying power of the Divinity Transformation Realm’s Second Layer in an instant.

“Humming!”

An extremely fearsome and evil power surged violently. Below them, Purple Sun Mountain and the surrounding majestic peaks turned to ash at a visible rate, while the space within a radius of tens of thousands of feet vibrated and collapsed intensely.

In an instant, Mo Ling’er’s aura soared to the Fourth Layer of the Divinity Transformation Realm, her combat power extremely fearsome.

It was undeniable that Mo Ling’er’s strength had increased by two layers.

“Feng Wuchen! Prepare to die!” Mo Ling’er shouted fiercely, her beautiful eyes flashing with murderous intent as she charged towards Feng Wuchen without hesitation.

Mo Ling’er reached out across the distance and a long sword appeared out of nowhere, a demonic weapon.

In a blink of an eye, Mo Ling’er’s aura skyrocketed again, reaching the Fifth Layer of the Divinity Transformation Realm.

Mo Ling’er’s speed was astonishing. In the blink of an eye, she arrived and with the demon sword in her hand, she launched a ferocious and ruthless attack at Feng Wuchen.

“Cling!”

“Buzzing!”

Mo Ling’er’s fierce strike with the sword was caught between two of Feng Wuchen’s fingers with a crisp ring. The terrible power could not make Feng Wuchen take even half a step back, but the void behind him had already been blown open by a huge cavity.

“What?” Mo Ling’er’s pretty face suddenly changed, she was extremely shocked.

Mo Ling’er couldn’t believe it. With her combat power and the power of the demon sword, she was unable to make Feng Wuchen budge even slightly.

Her strike was absolutely terrifying. Most opponents of the same level could not withstand her.

Yet such fearsome strength had no effect on Feng Wuchen.

“I told you, you’re no match for me, Mo Ling’er. Stop this,” Feng Wuchen said solemnly, completely unaffected by Mo Ling’er’s power.

Feng Wuchen had already broken through to the Third Layer of the Divinity Transformation Realm. Relying on his terrifying physical strength, he could easily counter the Fourth Layer and withstand Mo Ling’er’s attacks. Feng Wuchen only needed to exert a small amount of True Yuan.

“Then kill me!” Stunned and struck anew, Mo Ling’er roared at Feng Wuchen and then launched a frenzied attack.

“Cling, cling, cling!”

“Buzzing!”

Feng Wuchen effortlessly blocked all of Mo Ling’er’s attacks with just two fingers of his right hand. The terrifying power of the sword technique continuously swept through, completely shattering the space within tens of thousands of feet around them.

Feng Wuchen’s two fingers were like iron, impervious to sword and spear, incredibly hard.

“Impossible! You can’t possibly be this powerful!” Mo Ling’er grew more furious the more she fought, and less and less able to believe it.

Feng Wuchen’s strength was even more terrifying than Mo Ling’er had imagined.

“In the Demon Clan, I’ve trained desperately, enduring hardships tenfold more than others just to achieve today’s cultivation level. Why is Feng Wuchen still stronger than me?” Moling roared in her heart, unable to accept it.

Moling considered she had put in more effort than anyone else, certainly no less than Feng Wuchen, yet she couldn’t surpass his level. It seemed almost fated.

Paying more than others yet still falling short, who could accept that?

“Mo Ling’er, don’t you understand yet? You’re too obsessed with cultivating. Even if your cultivation level has greatly increased, you can’t unleash your full power. You’re no match for me,” Feng Wuchen said with a frown. Facing Mo Ling’er’s terrifying attacks, all he did was defend and did not counterattack.

“Shut up!” Mo Ling’er shouted angrily, thrusting her sword at Feng Wuchen again, with a cunning and venomous strike.

“Ding!”

Feng Wuchen channeled his True Yuan, flicked against Mo Ling’er’s demon sword, and with a crisp ding, a terrifying force sent Mo Ling’er flying backward.

The gap in strength was enormous.

“You’ve lost! Release my two brothers now!” Feng Wuchen said sternly, his face turning icy.

“I have said that only one of us can live. If you don’t kill me, I will kill you!” Mo Ling’er shouted back, her beautiful eyes flashing with a hint of tearfulness.

“Devil Shadow Sword technique! Demon Shadow Slash!”

Mo Ling’er summoned all her strength into the demon sword, unleashing a mighty momentum, as her sword swept out mercilessly.

“Whoosh!”

“Humming!”

A massive black sword beam broke through the sky, bringing with it a destructive aura, charging at Feng Wuchen, and causing the space it passed through to collapse continuously.

“Heaven Rank mid-grade martial skill! Dragon Xuan Claw!”

Feng Wuchen roared, his hand forming a claw, swiping through the air, as an extremely terrifying golden dragon claw shot out, accompanied by a sharp, piercing sound, as if tearing the very void in half.

“Blast!”

“Puuh!”

In the blink of an eye, the two formidable forces collided, exploding on impact, and the domineering energy made Mo Ling’er spit blood, her figure shooting backward.

Faced with Feng Wuchen’s martial skill, Mo Ling’er couldn’t withstand a single blow.

If not for Feng Wuchen’s mercy, Mo Ling’er would have certainly died.

“I can’t sense my brothers’ presence,” Feng Wuchen frowned and muttered to himself.

No matter what means Mo Ling’er had used, Feng Wuchen couldn’t sense even a trace of Feng Yuan and Feng Zhan.

“Mo Ling’er, where are my brothers?” Feng Wuchen asked coldly, completely losing his patience.

“I haven’t lost yet!” Mo Ling’er came charging wildly with her demon sword, her attacks as fierce as ever, even though she was wounded.

“Ding!”

“Rumbling!”

Mo Ling’er’s silhouette turned into a black streak, thrusting her sword toward Feng Wuchen’s brow, but a more powerful force blocked it from the outside, a crisp ding sounded, and the space exploded behind Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen stood unshaken, all the force as if passing through his body and blasting into the void behind him.

“I’ll ask you one more time, where are my brothers?” Feng Wuchen demanded fiercely.

“I’ve already killed them, are you happy now?” Mo Ling’er shouted furiously, her pretty face revealing a ferocity and malice that didn’t match her beauty.

“What?” Feng Wuchen’s whole body shook.

“They’re ashes! If you dare, kill me!” Mo Ling’er shouted again.

“Ah!”

A towering rage surged in his heart, and Feng Wuchen roared, his hand moving like lightning to grab Mo Ling’er’s neck and lift her up.

Feng Wuchen only needed to squeeze lightly, and Mo Ling’er would certainly die.

“Do it. Kill me, and the Mo clan will be utterly annihilated!” Mo Ling’er stared fiercely at Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen’s face was ferociously twisted, yet his hand, which grasped Mo Ling’er’s neck, couldn’t bring itself to act.

“You won’t kill me because you still have feelings for me in your heart. I knew you were lying; you’ve always had me in your heart,” Mo Ling’er cried out in grief, tears rolling down her face.