On the 60th birthday of the system, my son’s engagement was annulled!

"You are still stubborn and refuse to change. You won't cry until you see the coffin."

Feng Yin looked at Bu Jingyun who was struggling to get up, his eyebrows jumped, and he sneered, his tone full of sarcasm.

"boom!"

Feng Yin's body disappeared from the spot in an instant, and when he reappeared, he was right in front of Bu Jingyun, with contempt in his eyes and pride on his lips.

"Let me show you my Black Evil Seal!"

A palm print appeared on Feng Yin's right hand, and a black mark flew out.

Upon seeing this, Bu Jingyun immediately stood firmly on his horse, thrust his hands forward, and a tiger roar resounded through the sky.

"Ho ho ho~"

"boom!"

Bu Jingyun and Feng Yin's bodies separated again.

Feng Yin was knocked back more than ten steps, not seriously.

Bu Jingyun was in a much worse situation. He was blown away dozens of meters away, supporting himself with one hand and half-kneeling on the platform.

"puff!"

Bu Jingyun spat out a large mouthful of blood again, and his face, which was originally blood-colored, turned pale in an instant.

“Jingyun!”

Bu Ye, the leader of the Langyun Sect, looked at Bu Jingyun with a worried look on his face.

The other people in the sect all looked ashen.

Once Bu Jingyun is defeated, their Langyun Sect will face revenge from Fengxing Sect.

With the power of Fengxing Sect, Langyun Sect would be doomed.

"Hahahaha~"

"Bu Jingyun, what can you use to fight me, Feng Yin!"

Feng Yin stood in front of Bu Jingyun and had already started opening champagne to celebrate in advance.

The Fengxing Sect also started to open the bottles of champagne halfway through, and other sects around them began to pay tribute to the Fengxing Sect.

The leader of Fengxing Sect had a very proud look on his face, and he was already enjoying the day of destroying Langyun Sect.

"Feng Yin, kill that Bu Jingyun!"

The leader of Fengxing Sect stood up and looked at Feng Yin and shouted.

The leader of Fengxing Sect wanted to get rid of Bu Jingyun, a junior who didn't respect him, as soon as possible.

"Feng Yin obeys the order!"

Feng Yin smiled and bowed, his eyes becoming three points colder as he looked at Bu Jingyun.

"Bu Jingyun, lose to me!"

Feng Yin flashed and flew in front of Bu Jingyun, then slapped him hard with his palm.

This move was extremely swift and fierce. It seemed like a casual slap, but it actually contained murderous intent!
Even though Bu Jingyun was at the end of his strength, he refused to give up and still tried his best to take Feng Yin's palm.

"Boom!"

Bu Jingyun's body was welded directly into the fighting platform, his hair was disheveled, blood was all over his body, and he was in an extremely low state. If he was hit a few more times, he would probably die on the spot.

"Cough cough cough~"

Bu Jingyun, who was lying down, was still coughing and coughing up a lot of blood.

Bu Ye felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife when watching this scene. He was at the Heavenly King Realm, but now he could only rely on a child of his who was not even at the True Martial Realm to save him. As the leader of a sect, he really had failed.

"Hahaha~ Bu Jingyun, if you beg for mercy now and crawl under my crotch, I can consider giving you a chance."

Feng Yin did not give Bu Jingyun the final blow when he was dying, but instead started to taunt him.

Bu Jingyun just collapsed on the battlefield like a dead dog, motionless.

"Haha, could it be that he was beaten so hard that he can't speak?"

Feng Yin slowly walked towards Bu Jingyun with a playful look on his face.

"Pooh!"

Bu Jingyun slowly stood up, turned his head and spat out a mouthful of blood, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and his hair fell down to cover half of his face.

“Feng Yin, you want me to beg for mercy? Do you deserve it? Look at what kind of person you are. You practice evil skills and cut off your own future. Only a fool like you can be so happy. Hahaha~”

Even in this situation, Bu Jingyun was still able to speak out and mock Feng Yin. Not only his words, but also his expression and eyes were full of sarcasm.

"You are looking for death!!"

Feng Yin's eyes were wide open with anger, and there was undisguised murderous intent in his eyes as he looked at Bu Jingyun.

"Hahaha~"

Bu Jingyun stood steadfastly after swaying, raised his head and looked at Feng Yin, with a hint of a smile on his lips.

"It's impossible for you not to know about evil skills. Although this thing can greatly improve your ability in a short period of time, it is very likely to limit you to death in the future, and you may even face the danger of going astray!"

Bu Jingyun's tone was full of sarcasm, and he was full of contempt for Feng Yin's practice of evil skills.

Feng Yin, as the young master of Fengxing Sect, how could he not know about this? But now that he has practiced evil skills, he can only grope his way to the end in the dark!
"This evil skill is the top evil skill, the Black Evil Technique, which is a skill that you will never be able to touch. The Black Evil Emperor used this skill to become a super strong man in the Martial Emperor realm. Haha, I, Feng Yin, can do the same!"

Feng Yin seemed to be deceiving himself, but there was a hint of trembling in his words, which made him seem lacking in confidence.

"You are really good at deceiving yourself. Why is this Black Evil Technique classified as an evil technique? It is because most of the cultivators who practiced this technique died violent deaths due to this technique. You actually think you can become the next Black Evil Emperor. What a foolish dream!"

"Even if you really become the next Black Evil Emperor, you should know that the Black Evil Emperor was killed by this technique."

Bu Jingyun continued to sprinkle salt on Feng Yin's wounds.

"You fart!!"

Feng Yin was furious, or rather, he could not accept the fact that Bu Jingyun said.

"Go to hell!"

Feng Yin was furious and slapped Bu Jingyun again. This time he slapped him with all his strength and with extremely terrifying force.

Bu Jingyun stomped his feet violently, and his whole body was suddenly filled with blood and energy. His originally dying state instantly recovered!

"What's happening here?!"

"This Bu Jingyun was so badly injured, yet he can still burst out with such powerful strength!"

"I didn't expect that Bu Jingyun actually had such a trump card."

"Bu Jingyun, is he using his own life force and blood?"

"..."

The people watching the fight around started talking about this scene.

“Jingyun!”

Bu Ye was shocked to see Bu Jingyun seemed to have a last burst of energy.

Bu Jingyun had already made up his mind to die, so he directly used his own life force and blood, burning his life.

Once his life is burned out, Bu Jingyun will also die.

"Bu Jingyun, you are really a lunatic!!"

Feng Yin was also shocked when he saw Bu Jingyun's blood and energy burning.

Bu Jingyun actually risked his life to win.

"Feng Yin, I told you, if you want to win today, you can only step over my dead body!"

Bu Jingyun's pupils turned blood red, and the tiger behind him appeared again, roaring and shocking all the beasts.

"Boom!" Bu Jingyun rushed towards Feng Yin, "Feng Yin, I can die today, but you won't have an easy life in the future. You are just a chess piece that Feng Xing Sect can choose and discard at will!"

Bu Jingyun's words at this time completely angered Feng Yin.

As the number one prodigy of Fengxing Sect, how could Feng Yin not know the harm of evil skills?

And although Feng Yin is the Fengxing Sect's number one prodigy, he is only a true disciple of the Fengxing Sect, while the Sect Master of the Fengxing Sect has his own biological son.

Feng Yin naturally understood the closeness and distance between them.

"Boom boom boom!!"

The two of them exchanged thousands of moves in just half a minute, and for a while neither could do anything to the other.

"Xuan Huang, this kid is burning his blood directly. If he continues like this, he can only hold on for half an hour at most. After half an hour, even gods will be unable to save him."

Qingfeng couldn't help but be shocked when he saw Bu Jingyun burning his blood and energy in battle.

Burning blood is just for winning. Bu Jingyun's decisiveness and fearlessness made Qingfeng, an old man who has lived for a thousand years, look up to him.

Originally, I didn't understand why Lin Xuan was interested in this inconspicuous boy, but now it seems that this boy is worthy of it.

But now Bu Jingyun was burning his blood and energy to fight, but Lin Xuan did not show any sign of being anxious.

"Burning Qi and blood, haha, I have a way to restore his Qi and blood loss. I just want to see if he can hold on to the end."

Lin Xuan placed his hands on the armrests of the chair, and his right index finger rhythmically tapped on the armrest made of the purple gold sacred wood.

Qingfeng felt a surge of emotion. Although Lin Xuan was less than a hundred years old, he was now in a state that he could not understand at all. His every move showed the demeanor of a superior.

People like Lin Xuan are born superiors, and their aura is really too strong.

The battle in the field was still going on. Another quarter of an hour passed and Bu Jingyun had been fighting like crazy. At this moment, Bu Jingyun could not see anything else in his eyes except victory.

Feng Yin was suppressed by Bu Jingyun's desperate fighting style.

Feng Yin also figured it out. Since Bu Jingyun was burning his blood and energy to fight him, he should just drag it out until Bu Jingyun burned out all his blood and energy, and then he could win without fighting.

"what!"

Suddenly, Feng Yin's limbs became stiff. Bu Jingyun seized this moment and kicked Feng Yin's head fiercely.

"boom!"

Feng Yin's body fell onto the stage like a stone and rolled for dozens of meters.

"Bang bang bang!!"

There were dozens of explosions on Feng Yin's body, each explosion seemed very intense, and each explosion was accompanied by a spurt of blood.

"Ah~!"

Feng Yin began to wail, and his body squirmed like a maggot, looking weird.

This scene shocked countless people present.

Originally the two were fighting evenly, but how come the situation suddenly turned completely upside down?

"Could it be that the evil power that Feng Yin practiced backfired on him?"

Suddenly, a monarch level person pointed out a great possibility.

"It is possible that this is true. This evil skill is fatal. You have to risk your life to practice it."

"How could this evil power backfire so quickly?"

Some expressed confusion.

"Haha, the Fengxing Sect wasn't a big sect to begin with, and they allowed their disciples to practice evil skills at will without any means of protection. Plus, this battle was too intense, which naturally intensified the backlash of the evil skills."

"No wonder. It is said that someone once practiced this evil skill to increase his training speed, and he became a dry bone in just three days. Now it seems that Feng Yin is going to break the record."

The people around looked at Feng Yin who was wailing without a trace of pity.

Because since you have chosen to practice evil skills, you must bear the consequences of having your status backfired upon by the evil skills. You must bear the consequences for what you have gained.

"I never thought you would have such a day, Feng Yin. The one who will laugh last is me, Bu Jingyun!!"

Bu Jingyun watched Feng Yin being attacked back, and without any hesitation, he gathered all his strength and killed Feng Yin.

"Pailing Cloud Palm!"

Bu Jingyun slapped out with his palm fiercely, and the heavy palm landed directly on Feng Yin's chest.

Feng Yin flew out like a kite with a broken string, blood spurting from his mouth, and drew a perfect arc in the air.

"boom!"

Feng Yin's body fell off the platform, his pupils widened, filled with fear and regret, and there was no sign of life left.

Wind silver, falls!

Who could have imagined that the young man, who was full of vigor and vitality just two quarters of an hour ago, would die on the spot just two quarters of an hour later.

Everyone from Fengxing Sect was stunned, and everyone from Langyun Sect was also stunned.

"Haha, what I said was right, I think this guy can still win."

Lin Xuan looked at the result and nodded with a satisfied smile.

"He was really lucky. If Feng Yin's evil power hadn't backfired, Bu Jingyun would have really been in danger."

Qingfeng couldn't help but sigh as he watched this dramatic scene.

Lin Xuan just smiled faintly when he heard this.

"Vice President Qingfeng, this world is so dramatic, that's why cultivation depends 30% on hard work, 30% on fate, and 40% on luck."

Lin Xuan glanced at Qingfeng with a smile.

Qingfeng was shocked. Thinking about it this way, what Lin Xuan said was indeed correct.

Before meeting Lin Xuan, Qingfeng had already broken through to the Martial Emperor realm, but was stuck there for hundreds of years without making any progress.

And just after meeting Lin Xuan, in less than three years, he had successfully broken through to the realm of false immortal.

It’s not that I’m lucky, but because I’ve made good friends with Lin Xuan, who has great luck, that’s how I got the way to become a fake immortal.

"I have learned a lesson from this. What the Emperor Xuan said makes sense."

Qingfeng completely accepted Lin Xuan's statement.

Lin Xuan smiled faintly and gave a look to Luo Ying beside him.

Luo Ying nodded slightly, and understood Lin Xuan's meaning with just one look.

"The winner of this battle is Langyun Sect."

The referee immediately announced the result of the match.

As for Feng Yin who died in the audience, no one cared about him.

The faces of everyone in Fengxing Sect were extremely ugly. They actually lost.

And their young leader actually died on the stage.

Bu Jingyun violently coughed up blood again. Almost half of his blood and energy was used up. Coupled with his already wounded body, he was now useless and it was as if he had lost half his life. He collapsed directly on the battlefield.

"Help the young master down quickly!"

The elder of Langyun Sect shouted immediately.

Bu Jingyun is now a great contributor to the Langyun Sect.

Before anyone else could move, Bu Ye flew onto the stage and carried Bu Jingyun down.

"Quickly invite the sect's best alchemist..."

"Forget it, there are so many masters here, I will go and kneel down to invite one myself!"

(End of this chapter)