Ancient Gods

The moment the sneer came, an inexplicable breath filled the air, instantly dispersing the pressure of the ancient race strongman, leaving nothing behind.

Brother Nie Yun and his sister breathed a sigh of relief. At this moment, they both seemed to be suffocating for a long time, breathing heavily, and looked up at the sky in surprise.

"Boom..."

A ray of sound wave came, like footsteps, and the whole sky was shaking.

"Boom..."

Another sound wave came out, and when the sound fell, a figure bathed in divine light appeared in the sight of Brother Nie Yun and his sister.

The two were surprised and delighted at the same time. This was the powerful man in the star field who had been rumored recently. A few days ago, this powerful man also took action to resolve the crisis of the Sword Saint, and also directly killed a quasi-emperor of the ancient race in public.

But when they looked up, they couldn't see the other person's face clearly, because there was divine light flowing on the other person's body. Although it was only a layer of light, it was extremely dazzling.

Moreover, the mysterious power emanating from his body was like a mysterious veil, seemingly able to block all prying eyes.

And the strong man of the ancient race silently retracted his foot after seeing the newcomer. His face was extremely cold, and he turned to look at the figure bathed in divine light.

"My ancient race has never had any intersection with the star field. As a quasi-emperor-level heavenly spirit of the star field, why do you insist on opposing my ancient race?"

Mo Yang sneered at the corner of his mouth, and said, "No intersection? Didn't you leave the ancient mist this time just to kill me?"

"You came to Jianshan and attacked the human swordsman, didn't you just want to force me to show up?"

Mo Yang sneered continuously. Facing a first-level quasi-emperor of the ancient race, Mo Yang really didn't take the other party seriously.

"You killed the quasi-emperor of my ancient race first. Since you have started, you have to pay the price for it!" The ancient race spoke coldly, with a strong murderous intent in his tone.

Mo Yang looked indifferent, stared at him, and said: "You are only at the first level of the Quasi-Emperor Realm. It is unfair for me to kill you. I will give you a chance and call the other Quasi-Emperors!"

This sentence was undoubtedly a great humiliation to the strong man of the ancient race, because although the aura on Mo Yang's body at this time was not emitted by the true qi, its strength was comparable to that of the strong man of the ancient race.

The anger and murderous intent appeared in the eyes of the strong man of the ancient race at the same time, and he shouted coldly: "Arrogant, do you think that you are invincible in the same realm just because you killed a Quasi-Emperor of my ancient race by chance? As far as I know, the ancient race you killed has just stepped into the Quasi-Emperor Realm not long ago, and his combat power is not much different from the peak of the Immortal Realm!"

Mo Yang raised his eyebrows slightly, and then sneered: "In this case, then come and try, how many breaths can you survive!"

The ancient race snorted coldly when he heard this, and then raised his hand to grab in front of him. With the rippling of waves, a sword with murderous intent was slowly pulled out by him.

This is an extremely extraordinary war weapon. Although it is not an imperial weapon, the war weapon that was sacrificed by a quasi-emperor realm expert is obviously also unusual. There are many Dao marks in it, and the murderous intent that emanates from it is extremely terrifying. As soon as it is pulled out, it feels like winter has arrived here, and the temperature of the entire world is dropping sharply.

"This sword has drunk the blood of a human quasi-emperor and has not been used for many years. Today I will use you to sacrifice the sword. I wonder what the difference is between the blood of the spirit of heaven and the human race's strong man!" The ancient race expert held the sword, shook it violently, and pointed it at Mo Yang from a distance.

The sword seemed to be responding to his words at this time, trembling slightly, and then it actually emitted a wisp of blood-colored light, and the murderous intent was stronger than before.

The next moment, the ancient race expert took a step forward and appeared directly in front of Mo Yang, and the sword in his hand had already been raised, and he slashed at Mo Yang fiercely.

This speed was just ordinary in Mo Yang's eyes, but in the eyes of Nie Yun and his fellow apprentices, it was so fast that it was unbelievable. They didn't even see it clearly.

Mo Yang stood in place without avoiding. The majestic star source power in his dantian suddenly operated, and then he slowly stretched out two fingers and firmly clamped the rapidly falling sword.

The star source power flowed at his fingertips, directly shaking off the blood-colored light lingering on the sword.

A flash of surprise flashed in the eyes of the ancient race strongman, and he couldn't believe it, but at this time he didn't have time to think too much, and he uttered a fierce shout, and suddenly held the sword and chopped it down with force.

However, even if he used all his power, the sword once again rose with a strange blood-colored light, but the sword was still clamped by the two fingers, and it was difficult to fall.

"Dang..."

Mo Yang moved quickly. At the moment of letting go, he bent his finger and flicked it on the blade. A boundless force was instantly poured into the sword. The blood-colored light was directly dispersed, and the blade trembled violently, with a sharp tremor.

A force visible to the naked eye suddenly reversed along the blade and directly shocked into the body of the ancient race strongman.

The hands of the ancient race strongman holding the handle of the sword were directly broken, and his body was directly shocked back several feet away.

At the same time, Mo Yang raised his hand and swung it, and the sword was directly hit out. Before the ancient race strongman could stabilize his body, the sword penetrated through his body like a stream of light, bringing out several strings of blood beads.

After the sword pierced through his body, it went straight into a mountain top dozens of feet away. The entire mountain trembled violently, and then collapsed directly. Large pieces of rocks collapsed down. When the smoke and dust rose, only half of the mountain was left.

"You said that this sword had drunk the blood of the human race's quasi-emperor. Now it has also drunk your blood. You might as well try it again. How powerful is it?"

Mo Yang stood in place, without moving his feet at all, and spoke in a cold voice.

After Mo Yang finished speaking, he raised his hand and grabbed the broken mountain. The sword was instantly taken in front of him. Then he raised his hand and slapped it. The sword turned into a stream of light and shot towards the ancient race strongman again.

"Puff..."

The ancient race strongman suddenly urged all his strength to grab the handle of the sword. Although he did grab it, the force was too great. The handle broke free from the restraint of his hands and pierced through his chest again, and even a huge bloody hole was instantly broken in his chest.

This scene was almost the same as before, which shocked the two brothers Nie Yun who were staring at the battlefield below to the extreme.

This star domain strongman was so terrifying. Is this really a battle between people of the same realm?

Why is the gap so big?

Because the ancient race strongman was suppressed from the moment he made a move, and was defeated as soon as he made a move.