C4 You're a Tough Guy

"You're a cripple..."

Before Wu Wei could finish his words, he suddenly felt the same energy that he had thought of earlier.

The energy had already arrived in front of him. Wu Wei didn't dare to be careless and used his hand to cover his right cheek.

Unfortunately, it was too late. A huge force hit his right face. Both of them were hit by the attack and flew up into the air. They once again fiercely fell onto the wooden wall.

"Brother Tail, are we still going?"

Having suffered multiple setbacks, Wu Zhi already understood that something was wrong.

"Elder! We might as well just kill him. As long as the treasure is in our hands, everything will be fine. "

Wu Wei shouted at Wu Shi.

Although he had been defeated time and time again, in Wu Wei's heart, he had already determined that Xiao Mo was just a cripple.

He didn't believe that Xiao Mo could still raise his hand and unleash such a powerful energy after losing the Martial Soul.

The two of them clapped their hands together and once again approached Xiao Mo.

Xiao Mo shook his head. A good person would be bullied, and a good horse would be ridden. It seemed like he was still too kind!

Since that was the case, Xiao Mo did not hold back anymore. He turned around and came in front of Wu Wei. He grabbed Wu Wei's neck with his right hand.

"Brother Tail!"

Wu Shi saw what happened and stabbed towards Xiao Mo's heart.

Xiao Mo dodged Wu Shi's attack in a flash, then kicked him over.

After silently chanting the spell, Wu Wei, who was in Xiao Mo's hand, felt his body sway, and the Martial Soul was pulled out from his dantian.

"My Martial Soul! What's going on!?"

Wu Wei shouted and struggled in Xiao Mo's hand. Obviously, everything in front of him had gone out of control.

Not only had he lost control of Xiao Mo's strength, he had also lost control of his Martial Soul.

Wu Wei was so scared that his face turned pale. He had no idea what Xiao Mo was trying to do.

"Brother Tail!"

Wu Shi got up and wanted to help, but Xiao Mo was like a ghost. No matter what, he could not get close to him.

"I know your nature is not bad. If you want to trace back to the reason, it is precisely related to your possession of the Martial Soul."

Xiao Mo saw that the battle was gradually being controlled by him, so he smiled at Wu Wei in his hand.

"What are you doing? I am a direct descendant of the Wu family!"

Wu Wei was being controlled by Xiao Mo. A sense of fear welled up in his heart.

"Nothing much. I will cripple you now. Be a good man in peace!"

After saying that, Xiao Mo rubbed his left forefinger and thumb back and forth, and the spiritual energy in the space began to gather towards Xiao Mo's left hand.

"Crackle."

There was only the sound of a light firecracker, and when he saw Xiao Mo's left hand, there was already a ball of light that was flashing with lightning.

"No! No! No! I'm begging you! Don't. "

Wu Wei saw the lightning on Xiao Mo's left hand. His face was pale, and he was begging.

"Next time, I will let you go next time."

Xiao Mo smiled and threw the lightning in his hand towards Wu Wei's Martial Soul.

"Bang."

A crisp sound was heard.

Wu Wei's Martial Soul exploded like a balloon, shattering into pieces in the air.

This was not the first time Xiao Mo had used the secret technique of crippling the Martial Soul. However, this time, Xiao Mo discovered something different.

The shattered Martial Soul did not disappear. Instead, it turned into bits and pieces that surged into his Dantian!

This discovery was no small matter!

Xiao Mo carefully inspected his Martial Soul and discovered that there was an additional golden thread around the Martial Soul. At this moment, it was circling around the dirt-like Martial Soul.

Currently, Xiao Mo knew very little about the Martial Soul, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

Wu Wei was already crippled, so Xiao Mo waved his hand and threw him to the side.

"And you!"

Xiao Mo looked at Wu Shi.

Wu Shi was so tired that he was gasping for breath. Before he could react, he was already in Xiao Mo's hands.

The same method, Wu Shi's Martial Soul instantly turned into powder.

"What did you do!?"

Although Wu Wei could only watch helplessly as his Martial Soul shattered, he could not accept it for a moment. He shouted crazily and repeatedly checked his Dantian.

However, it was still empty inside. The shock in his heart was indescribable.

"Remember to be a good person. Don't let down my good intentions!"

Xiao Mo said with a smile.

"Devil! You are a devil!"

Wu Wei's Martial Soul was destroyed, and his mind suffered a huge blow. He became crazy.

The word 'devil' lingered in his mouth, and he shouted as he rushed out of the door.

"Brother Tail! Wait for me!"

Seeing Wu Wei run away, Wu Shi immediately ran out in fear.

Watching the two of them leave, Xiao Mo let out a long breath. Finally, he could have some peace and quiet for a while.

It was a fact that his realm had fallen, so Xiao Mo could only try to cultivate again.

Martial artists' cultivation could be divided into four levels: Martial Master, Martial Spirit, and Martial King.

Each level was further divided into nine levels, and each level had its own gains.

Martial Kings were mentioned in ancient books, but they were rarely seen in real life.

Xiao Mo, on the other hand, had fallen from the fourth level of the Martial Master realm to below the Martial Master realm.

Hun Wuming was not allowed to cultivate.

Since the Martial Soul did not have any special features and looked like a dirty pill, it could be called the Niwan Martial Soul!

Xiao Mo closed his eyes with his legs crossed and spirit entered his body.

The Niwan Martial Soul seemed to have endless uses, but the absorption speed of spirit energy was still far from the Heaven Shaking Martial Soul.

Even though the speed at which spirit energy was absorbed was inferior, it was still better than nothing. Xiao Mo was still rather satisfied.

As his cultivation gradually entered a good state, Xiao Mo's consciousness drifted through the eight extraordinary meridians in his body. At this time, he did not notice that the Niwan Martial Soul's cultivation was accompanied by strange phenomena.

The spiritual energy surrounding Xiao Mo would occasionally reveal traces of electric currents.

These electric currents had just started to spread between the bedding, little by little.

...

"Eldest Young Master Xiao's room is on fire! Quickly put out the fire!"

The raging flames soared from Xiao Mo's room to a height of dozens of meters. The entire mansion was enveloped by the flames. The people of the Wu family were able to forcefully put out the fire.

As the surrounding temperature rose rapidly, Xiao Mo was surrounded by the flames when he woke up.

Ordinary flames were very difficult to cause any substantial damage to the cultivator. Xiao Mo wasn't worried about himself, but if this continued, there wouldn't be even a tenth of the surrounding furniture left.

Xiao Mo was just about to put out the fire when he remembered the various evil acts of the Wu family. Immediately, he did not care about the fire anymore and just burnt it all down!

"Concoct!"

With a loud sound, a large hole appeared on the roof.

Outside the hole, a person flew down, grabbed Xiao Mo, and flew out from the roof.

When he saw who it was, Xiao Mo's expression became cold. It was Wu Tianxing.

"Nephew, are you committing suicide by setting fire?"

After placing Xiao Mo in the open space in front of the house, Wu Tianxing asked with a strange expression.

When Xiao Mo heard this, he sneered in his heart.

Wu Tianxing didn't know that he had obtained the Niwan Martial Soul. Presumably, he thought that he was going to commit suicide. Since that was the case, it was a good chance to strike him!

"Young man, life is still very good."

Wu Tianxing's current mood was extremely complicated and contradictory.

He wanted to kill Xiao Mo, but he couldn't kill him. He couldn't even let Xiao Mo kill himself. At this moment, he could only comfort him in an awkward manner.

"I'm seriously injured right now. I don't have the Heaven Origin Great Replenishing Pill, and I don't even have the Spirit Returning Pill. What's the point of living?!"

Xiao Mo pretended to be distressed and said.

"You are really asking for an exorbitant price! What you said is the best of the best in our Wu family's Medicine Pavilion! How can you give it to me as you wish!?"

Wu Tianxing clenched his teeth tightly. A malicious aura was faintly leaking out from within his body.

"Since that's the case, I might as well die!"

After Xiao Mo finished speaking, he turned his wrist and a short knife with the length of an arm appeared in his hand.

Without any hesitation, Xiao Mo stabbed straight into his chest.

Wu Tianxing's expression changed drastically when he saw this. He flicked the short knife away with his palm. "Fine, you are ruthless!"