Ancient Gods

At this time, several people in black looked back, but there was no figure of that person under the moonlight. They looked at each other and their expressions changed slightly.

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Before, because there was no sound of fighting or other sounds in the room where Mo Yang was, and Mo Yang ran away directly, they thought that the man was just discovered by Mo Yang.

And they were responsible for monitoring from a distance, so they followed Mo Yang out of Rizhao Jincheng.

"Zhang Tong did not follow!" At this time, a man in black spoke up and glanced at the others.

The man in black in front of Mo Yang stared at Mo Yang. Under the hazy moonlight, the change of expression on his face could be clearly seen. At this time, his eyes narrowed slightly and stared at Mo Yang, obviously observing and sensing Mo Yang's cultivation.

They knew that Zhang Tong was probably dead.

"According to the information we have, your cultivation level is not even at the level of War King. How did you find out his whereabouts?" The man in black in front of Mo Yang stared at Mo Yang for a moment and couldn't help but speak. His voice was slightly cold, with a bit of confusion and disdain in his tone.

"I just told you, what if you guessed wrong?" Mo Yang's mouth slowly curled up a sneer. Under the moonlight, the smile looked a little weird, with an indescribable gloomy feeling.

Mo Yang glanced at the black-clothed men around him, and then smiled lightly: "Zhang Tong you mentioned is a second-level War King, and the highest cultivation level among you is only the peak of War King. If my guess is correct, the power behind you is either a sect or a family!"

"Hmph, you don't need to know the extra things. Hand over the spiritual medicine on you and don't think about resisting. Even if you have reached the peak of War King, we are more than enough to kill you!" The man in black snorted coldly.

Mo Yang stood there, sighed, shook his head helplessly, and then said: "Let's see if you guessed it right!"

After that, Mo Yang flipped his palm, and the battle axe appeared in his hand. Then he seemed to disappear in an instant, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

This is not disappearance, but his speed is too fast. He used all his strength to activate the Xingzi Scroll. In the dark night, he seemed to turn into a ghost in an instant. In the blink of an eye, he came behind the black-clothed man who had just spoken. Mo Yang swung the battle axe in his hand with one hand like chopping wood and chopped it down vertically.

With a slight sound, the battle axe was extremely sharp and swept down from the top of the man's head in an instant.

The man did not move at all, and just stood there in a daze. After a while, a line of blood spread from his forehead to the bottom, and then his body split open, and the two halves of his body fell straight to the sides.

Mo Yang's figure was revealed at this time. He stood behind the man, with a smile on his lips as before. However, in the eyes of the other six men in black, the faint smile on Mo Yang's face was like a devil's smile, with an indescribable sense of hideousness.

The faces of several people had already changed. They realized at this time that there was a huge error in their judgment of Mo Yang. Apart from other things, Mo Yang's speed alone was definitely not what a War King could have. He could kill a third-level War King with one blow, which was definitely not a means for a War King.

"Who are you?" A black-clothed man at the peak of the War King spoke sternly. He was tense at this time and dared not be careless anymore.

Obviously, Mo Yang was not what they had guessed before. He was definitely not a rich kid. He was definitely a ruthless person, and he was probably a genius of a big force.

"My name is Mo Yang!" Mo Yang said calmly, with a smile on his lips.

"Mo Yang? You, you are the Mo Yang that the Mu family is hunting down? A disciple of Gan Zong?" Hearing Mo Yang introduce himself, two of the black-clothed men exclaimed immediately.

Although this place is far away from the Medicine King Valley and the Mu family, the things that happened in the Medicine King Valley have already spread to all parts of the Central Region.

Mo Yang couldn't help but be stunned. He didn't expect that what happened in the Medicine King Valley would spread so far.

"Do you still want to kill me to take the medicine now?" Mo Yang asked, his eyes swept over the six black-clothed men in front of him one by one.

"Humph, your brothers and sisters are not here, you are the only one here, and it is said that your cultivation has not reached the level of War King. We are just following orders. If we kill you, no one will know!" The black-clothed man who had just spoken at the peak of War King snorted coldly.

He had obviously heard a lot about Mo Yang, and calmed down after being surprised.

And they knew that if they let Mo Yang leave alive tonight, they would not be able to explain when they go back.

At this moment, several people suddenly smelled a faint fragrance, as if it was floating in the wind. Although it was very light, after sniffing a few times, several people felt something was wrong. They felt a little dizzy and drowsy.

"Hold your breath quickly, this fragrance is poisonous!" The man who just spoke changed color and hurriedly reminded.

Seeing the changes in the expressions on the faces of several people, Mo Yang smiled and walked forward slowly with a battle axe.

The six men in black saw that Mo Yang was not affected at all, and they couldn't help but retreat. The man who just spoke shouted at Mo Yang: "Did you poison it?"

"I only know these little tricks. There is no way. You have more people. Although I should be able to kill you without this method, I am lazy. There is a simple way. Why fight to the death, don't you think?" Mo Yang said as he walked towards the few people.

"Damn it, I didn't expect that the legendary disciples of Gan Zong would only know such shameful means!" The two black-clothed men at the peak of the War King level had already changed color. The drowsiness of consciousness was only one of the reasons. What frightened them the most was that they felt a sense of exhaustion all over their bodies, and it was difficult for them to gather their true energy.

"Tsk tsk, you secretly followed my every move, chased me here in the middle of the night, and were obsessed with killing people and robbing goods. Isn't it appropriate to use poisoning on you?" Mo Yang said as he took a step forward and instantly appeared in front of a black-clothed man at the second level of the War King. He leaned close to the man's ear and whispered with a smile: "Tell me, am I right?"

Then a cold light swept down, and Mo Yang swung the battle axe with one hand, directly cutting off half of the man's body.

Under the moonlight, you can clearly see the gushing blood with a disgusting bloody smell.

Then Mo Yang slapped it down with a palm, and there was a slight click, and the man's head was shattered.

This scene was lightly handled by Mo Yang, without even a frown, but it was completely different in the eyes of the men in black. This scene was bloody and brutal.

"When you kill people and rob, you should be prepared to be killed. Why are you panicking?" Mo Yang smiled even more, holding the battle axe and looking at the other person.

At this time, several people wanted to escape from this place immediately, but they were weak and their steps were light. They fell to the ground one after another after just a few steps.