Chapter 3: The Mirror of the Chosen One

"My son, it is my father who has made you suffer so much."

Mu Yukun came to Mu Futian and whispered, revealing hypocritical self-blame.

However, the next moment, his face became fierce.

"Now, let me help you achieve transcendent liberation."

After speaking, he raised his fist without hesitation and smashed it at Mu Futian's head.

If it is hit, its head will crack like a watermelon.

At that time, I am afraid that even God will not be able to return to heaven.

"Boom!"

A muffled sound rang out, and rubble flew everywhere.

"What...... What the? ”

Mu Yukun's face was shocked.

I saw that his fist didn't hit Mu Futian's head at all, but smashed to the ground.

I smashed a hole in it.

"Come and hit me, stupid."

A playful chuckle came from the statue of the Futian Demon God.

Mu Yukun hurriedly raised his head, and what caught his eye was not Mu Futian, who else could there be?

"This ...... How is this possible? ”

Mu Yukun's heart was shocked, and his face was full of shock.

He thought that Mu Futian only had one breath left at most.

And Su Ming called him over, obviously to blame, so as to get more benefits.

However, the scene in front of him made his head a little dazed.

"Boy, you're offending the Futian Demon God, get out of here!"

Seeing this, Su Ming scolded harshly.

Although he was also a little strange, why was Mu Futian, who was obviously dying just now, alive?

Mu Futian shook his head, feeling a little funny.

The soul of the Futian Demon God has been suppressed by him, what is he afraid of just a stone statue?

"If you say it's an offense, it's an offense, I don't care."

Mu Futian spread his hands and said casually.

His words and demeanor did not have the awe of ordinary people for the elders of the temple.

"Evil beasts! Standing on the idol is absolutely taboo, get down. ”

Seeing Mu Futian standing on the statue of the god, and he was disrespectful to Su Ming, Mu Yukun was so anxious that he stomped his feet and roared in a heart-splitting voice.

In any case, Mu Futian is his son, and if it is not done well, I am afraid that the entire Mu family will suffer because of this.

Originally, his position in the Mu family was useless, and if this really happened, he would definitely be kicked out of his house and live on the streets.

"Hehe, what right do you have to scold me?"

Mu Futian smiled sadly and shook his head.

Although he inherited the memory of his predecessor, he didn't really regard Mu Yukun as his father.

Because.

This kind of person......

I don't deserve it at all!!

"What are you doing? Why don't you knock him down? ”

Su Ming looked directly at Mu Yukun and said coldly.

"Right now! Right away! ”

Mu Yukun nodded again and again.

He had never seen such a hard-hearted Mu Futian, so he was a little distracted just now.

"Suck!"

With a low shout, a powerful suction force burst out from Mu Yukun's hand.

Mu Futian almost fell off the stone statue.

"Hey!"

"It's chilling!"

"Father, who is not as good as a beast, don't do it!"

Mu Futian shook his head, and then, he kicked his feet on the stone statue and pounced on it with his strength.

Since the borrowing force is in the same direction as the suction force, he is extremely fast.

"Don't struggle, a waste material like you who was born with no pulses, death is the best relief!"

When the words fell, Mu Yukun did not hesitate, immediately raised his fist and punched out mercilessly.

"Hehe, in that case, then you can die for me!"

Mu Futian sneered, his figure flashed, broke free of the suction, and appeared in the sky above Mu Yukun.

"Tarzan is overwhelming!"

Because he didn't know what means of attack, Mu Futian simply sat down directly with his buttocks.

Of course, the name has to be loud.

"Boom!"

With a dull sound, Mu Yukun was directly smashed and seriously injured.

If it weren't for his strength reaching the Chongmai realm, I'm afraid that he would have to die with this smash.

"How...... How so? ”

"You...... Your strength...... Reiki Realm Eight Heavens? ”

Mu Yukun spurted a mouthful of blood, his face pale, but with deep shock.

Obviously, he never imagined that his son of a waste wood, who was born with a unique pulse, would suddenly become talented.

And with one leap, it soared to the Eight Heavens of the Spiritual Qi Realm!

"Hehe, is it a surprise?"

Mu Futian shrugged his shoulders, chuckled, and then said, "It's time to finish." ”

"Wait, I am your father, do you want to deny your six relatives? Bloodthirsty Killing Father? ”

Mu Yukun was shocked and shouted urgently.

"So what? People like you don't deserve to be a father at all! ”

Mu Futian shook his head, a hint of ruthlessness flashed on his face.

"Don't ...... The Father will never make you a tribute again, I promise. ”

Seeing the determined look on Mu Futian's face, Mu Yukun felt a chill behind him.

Where is this still his familiar son of weak wastewood?

"No need to guarantee, your selfishness can't be changed no matter what."

When the words fell, Mu Futian no longer hesitated, and directly picked up a wooden sword on the ground.

"Poof~"

The wooden sword slashed, and blood shot out.

With a 'plop', Mu Yukun fell in a pool of blood.

To death, his eyes remained wide.

Apparently.

He could never have imagined that he would die under the sword of his own son.

"Ding~"

"Congratulations to the host, you successfully crossed the level and killed the First Heaven Cultivator of the Chong Pulse Realm."

"Congratulations to the host, you have obtained five thousand and one hundred aura points."

"Congratulations to the host, the righteous annihilation, and the additional reward aura is worth five thousand points."

"Congratulations to the host, upgrade to the Nine Heavens of the Aura Realm."

"Congratulations to the host, you have obtained the yellow-level high-grade attack spirit technique: [Three-stage Slash]."

“……”

"it, Zhen Nima is awesome, killing people can be upgraded? And you can also get the attack spirit trick? ”

Hearing the crisp sound in his head, Mu Futian couldn't help but secretly sigh in his heart.

"Third Elder!"

"Quick, go back and tell the head of the family, the third elder has been killed!"

The group of attendants brought by Mu Yukun were all frightened when they saw this scene in front of them, and they all fled and left.

In fact.

Although Mu Yukun is the third elder of the Mu family, he is not treated well by the head of the family because he does not learn and has no skills.

As for the power in his hands, it is naturally extremely limited, and he can know a little bit from the few attendants who were scared away.

If he hadn't taken the initiative to take his own son as a tribute, I'm afraid that his position as the third elder would have been lost a long time ago.

"Bold brute!"

"Thou shalt not be murderous in the temple, no blood shall be seen, so kneel down quickly and accept God's punishment!"

Su Ming scolded sternly.

"Hehe, since you can't kill and can't see blood, then why did you just acquiesce to others to kill me?"

Mu Futian shook his head, and a rhetorical question immediately made Su Ming speechless.