Ancient Gods

Mo Yang looked at the smiling Sword Saint, paused, and said: "Senior..."

He wanted to persuade him, but as soon as he opened his mouth, the Sword Saint waved his hand to interrupt him, saying: "As a cultivator of the human race, I should do this!"

Mo Yang sighed secretly and nodded: "Okay, senior, be careful!"

The Sword Saint smiled, then raised his hand slightly, and the rusty long sword fell into his hand. He said softly: "After years of nourishment, the sword edge is covered with dust... Let's fight to our heart's content today, open!"

The rusty long sword hummed and vibrated, and then the rust on the whole body was shaken off at a high speed, revealing the bright sword body...

At this moment, it was like a peerless sword was unsheathed. In addition to the amazing sharp breath, there was also a terrifying murderous intent escaping, as if the seal in the long sword was opened.

Countless onlookers in the distance changed color at the same time, and many people even shuddered, feeling creepy, because the murderous intent was extremely terrifying, spreading in all directions like ripples.

The strong men from various forces also changed color at this time. Before, the Sword Saint killed a strong man from Xuantian Mansion with one sword, and they saw that this Sword Saint could not be guessed by common sense, and his attainments in the way of swordsmanship were indeed not shallow. At this time, their faces became more serious.

"Interesting, he can actually cultivate such a powerful sword intent, which is not inferior to any Taoist weapon!" An old man from the Hidden God Temple said in a deep voice.

"His own combat power is also far beyond his cultivation. Be careful, it may be a trouble!" Another person from the Hidden God Temple said.

The sword body held the long sword, and the whole person's momentum completely changed at this moment. He was completely different from before, and shouted in a low voice: "Do it!"

Mo Yang responded and moved, suddenly urging the Xingzi Scroll, and his body turned into a stream of light and went away.

His goal has always been clear, that is the Qiankun Bell.

The threat of the Xuanyuan Emperor Sword has been lifted, but the Emperor Bell is still a huge threat. If this threat is not removed, no matter how strong the cultivator is, it will be useless here.

"Xuantian Mansion, this Sword Saint is handed over to you, we will go to capture Mo Yang!" The people of Fengyun Sect spoke, and then several strong men also set out to stop Mo Yang.

The remaining people in Xuantian Mansion were extremely angry. Before, the Sword Saint killed one of their strong men with a sword, and they couldn't help but want to take action.

In the blink of an eye, the murderous intent here was vast, and powerful auras spread out one after another.

At this moment, Bai Fan, who was standing in the crowd, suddenly took action. His body soared into the air and directly blocked the way of a strong man from the Hidden God Temple.

"Buddha Sect Tianjiao, you also want to be an enemy of us?" The middle-aged man from the Hidden God Temple was angry at this time. A junior dared to stop him.

If it were someone else, he might not even bother to say anything and just attack and kill, but Bai Fan was different. Bai Fan was a rare genius in the Buddhist Sect, with a very special identity, and the Buddhist Sect was standing behind him.

"Is this what the Buddhist Sect meant?" Without waiting for Bai Fan to speak, the middle-aged man from the Hidden God Temple asked again.

Bai Fan was wearing a monk's robe, holding a wine gourd in his left hand and pouring a mouthful of wine into his mouth, then he hung the gourd around his waist slowly, and then said: "This is just my meaning, you don't have to worry about it, you can attack!"

On the other side, a sword light burst out from the crowd of onlookers, and actually cut a middle-aged man from Xuantian Mansion in half. A young man slowly flew from the crowd into the air and fought with the Sword Saint.

The appearance of this young man immediately caused a commotion in the crowd, because many cultivators had seen him take action. He had appeared and taken action in the battle at Tianhen Mountain.

"He is Jianshan's eldest disciple, and he is here too..."

"Puff..."

Then, a sword light burst out again in the crowd, and a giant sword flew up against the sky, and the body of the middle-aged man in Xuantian Mansion who was cut in half was split again.

A figure quickly soared into the sky, landed on the giant sword, and stood beside the sword master on the sword.

"It's Nie Yun!" Several more exclamations rang out.

Everyone was shocked, thinking that only the sword master came to Jianshan, but unexpectedly, even two disciples came.

"I support the sword master's statement. These big forces are bullies. Now the enemy of the human race is the ancient race, it is Taixu Mountain, not Moyang!" A cultivator shouted.

"I agree, what Xuantian Mansion, a shameless big force, is unworthy of being a big force of the human race..."

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For a moment, someone in the crowd took the lead and spoke up, and the voices of agreement became louder and louder. Many cultivators actually know good and evil, but facing these big forces joining forces, almost no one dared to openly accuse them.

"Hmph, a bunch of stupid ants, whoever dares to shout, will be killed!" The strong man of Wandaomen heard the countless accusations from the crowd and immediately became furious.

In the crowd, the eldest brother of Ganzong and others also took off into the air, and everyone was murderous.

At this time, the scene was completely chaotic, and the strong men of the big forces did not expect that there would be so many variables at this time. There were many cultivators in the crowd who wanted to help Mo Yang.

In many places, the war had already broken out...

On the other side, Mo Yang used all his strength to drive the Xing character scroll to rush towards the Qiankun Bell, because the bell was trembling at this time, the power it exuded was rapidly rising, and the imperial soldiers were rapidly recovering.

Several strong men from Fengyun Sect were very fast and blocked Mo Yang's way one after another.

"Young man, surrender and don't struggle in vain. As a proud member of the human race, you should sacrifice your life for the safety of the human race." A middle-aged woman from Fengyun Sect spoke.

"Mo Yang, you provoked Taixu Mountain first and brought such a disaster to the human race. Surrender and make up for your mistakes!" another person shouted angrily.

Mo Yang looked at the several strong men of Fengyun Sect in front of him, laughed angrily, and said: "What a sacrifice of life for justice. I will fight against Taixu Mountain, but you are not qualified to force me!"

"I don't kill you directly, I give you a chance, I don't want the strong men of the human race to die for no reason, but now it seems that there is no point in keeping you for just a few Dao realms?"

After he finished speaking, he took a step forward without waiting for the strong men of Fengyun Sect to speak. The middle-aged woman who spoke first screamed immediately, and her body was pierced by Mo Yang's punch. She was directly swung up by Mo Yang, and then suddenly shook.

"Puff..."

Her body was instantly shattered, and blood and flesh splattered everywhere. The faces of the other people changed drastically. They wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

Then, Mo Yang's figure flashed and appeared in front of another old man. Without saying a word, he raised his hand and punched out, directly smashing the old man's head.

"Ding..."

The piercing sound of the bell rang out. Mo Yang was about to attack again, but at this time a terrifying bell wave was aimed directly at him.