Ancient Gods

Mo Yang glanced around, only the lingering sound waves were still echoing, but no one could be seen.

"It is said that the city lord has a high level of cultivation. This is probably the so-called sound transmission across thousands of miles. The voice can spread throughout the entire city without leaving the city lord's mansion!" Mo Yang whispered to himself.

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There was a commotion among the onlookers, and many cultivators turned their heads to look for the source of the sound.

Some cultivators were a little dissatisfied and kept talking about it. Now that the war has just reached its peak, the real excitement may be yet to come, but it was actually stopped like this.

The girl looked like her interest was greatly diminished. She sighed, sheathed her sword and said to Jiang Xunhuan: "You are lucky. You should keep a low profile in the future, you know? If you dare to point fingers next time, I will chop off your head!"

There was no trace of anger on the girl's face, as if she was joking, but her words were so shocking that there was a lot of discussion among the crowd.

Jiang Xunhuan stood dozens of feet away, his face so gloomy that he could squeeze out water. He stared at the girl, and there was still a powerful aura undulating on his body.

The girl didn't pay attention, and then turned around and looked in the direction of Mo Yang. Her figure flashed several times and came to Mo Yang's side.

"Little brother, how are you? Is sister good?" The girl looked at Mo Yang with a smile.

Mo Yang: "..."

At this time, Mo Yang felt a little dizzy. He frowned and looked at the girl. Seeing that the girl was not injured, he calmed down slightly and said, "Young lady is really a hero among girls!"

As he spoke, Mo Yang took a few steps back, not daring to get too close to the girl.

He had witnessed the entire fight between the girl and Jiang Xunhuan just now. The girl looked gentle and sweet on the surface, but when she struck, she was fierce and decisive. She was so fierce that even a corner of the Tianji Diagram was cut off by her sword.

Seeing the girl flying down next to Mo Yang, a burst of discussion broke out among the onlookers again. Many people were speculating on the relationship between the girl and Mo Yang, and they were filled with doubts.

After all, Mo Yang used to be alone, and he was never seen traveling with anyone except a black dog. This mysterious girl appeared out of nowhere, and she appeared out of nowhere. She was terrifyingly strong, but no one knew who she was. identity.

Although the girl stopped her hand, Jiang Xunhuan had no intention of letting it go. He watched the girl fly down next to Mo Yang, murderous intent floated in his eyes, and silently, a black spear appeared in his hand.

"Whoever comes tonight, you will all die!"

He let out an angry shout, and then suddenly activated his power. A faint black light erupted from the dark spear in his hand, and a terrifying pressure suddenly came out.

A sharp look flashed in his eyes, and he swung his spear and stabbed at the girl. A gleaming black light rushed out from the head of the spear. Wherever the spear light passed, the void seemed to be cut directly.

The gun light streaked across the sky without making any sound. Only the faint black light gave people an indescribable strange feeling.

All this happened in a blink of an eye. By the time the girl heard Jiang Xunhuan's angry shouts and turned around to look, it was already too late to avoid him.

Mo Yang also changed color, the true energy in his Dantian boiled, and his left eye instantly turned into gold. A dazzling golden light rushed out from his left eye, turning into a golden sword energy to meet the spear light.

"boom!"

There was a shocking loud noise, like two soldiers clashing. There was a harsh metal trembling sound, and Mo Yang's body was shaken and flew out.

The girl also hurriedly took action, slashing out a sword energy to meet him.

Mo Yang flew dozens of feet away, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth. The spear light never fell on him, but he received a terrifying counterattack. Even if he was physically strong enough, But it also felt like my internal organs were about to shatter.

Mo Yang hurriedly circulated his zhenqi to calm the restless blood in his body, and then took a few healing pills.

The power unleashed by the Great Saint-level soldiers was very invincible. Fortunately, Jiang Xunhuan's cultivation was not strong enough to truly exert the power of the Great Saint-level soldiers. Otherwise, Mo Yang might have been wiped out by this blow.

The girl's figure flashed and appeared next to Mo Yang. Mo Yang clearly caught the flash of anxiety in the girl's eyes. This was the first time Mo Yang saw the girl showing such a look. She said: "You It’s okay!”

"Jiang Xunhuan, that's enough!" The city lord's voice came again in the night sky, with a hint of anger.

"You dare to stop me, just the Lord of Xuantian City?" Jiang Xunhuan glanced at the night sky, holding the Great Holy Soldier in his hand, his eyes full of anger.

Jiang Xunhuan's eyes were cold and stern, and he picked up his spear and stabbed Mo Yang again.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a white chess piece rushed up from the river. The chess piece seemed to be rising in the wind. When it rushed into the air, it seemed to turn into a millstone, directly knocking the spear out of Jiang Xunhuan's hand.

"That's enough!" Then a voice came from the street.

A middle-aged man rose up from the crowd and came to Jiang Xunhuan. He raised his hand towards the night sky and grabbed the great holy weapon into his hand. Then he said to Jiang Xunhuan: "Go back to the sect, we can't break through." In the realm of saints, one cannot step outside the sect!”

After saying that, the middle-aged man turned around and glanced at Mo Yang, raised his hand to take away the white chess piece, and without saying anything else, turned around and left with Jiang Xunhuan.

At this time, the girl stood up and seemed to want to fight. Mo Yang was surprised. This girl really has a bad temper. He had never seen it before. He hurriedly said: "Don't do it. That is the mother chess piece of the ancient chessboard. I am afraid it is more terrifying than the Great Saint Soldier!"

"I will send you back to heal your wounds!" The girl paused, put away the long sword, and looked back at Mo Yang.

"I just suffered some minor injuries, nothing serious!" Mo Yang let out a long breath, the true qi in his meridians circulated, and the restless blood in his body gradually calmed down.

Then Mo Yang stood up and looked at the girl, with a trace of doubt in his eyes, and asked: "Who are you, why do you want to help me?"

Tonight, the girl and Jiang Xunhuan fought. It seemed that Jiang Xunhuan angered the girl, but Mo Yang knew very well that this battle was caused by him.

The girl could have stood by and watched, but she acted extremely strong and did not give in at all. In Mo Yang's view, all this was too weird, and the girl could not help him for no reason.

The girl smiled slightly, stretched out her hand and pinched Mo Yang's face, and said with a smile: "Call me sister, I'll tell you!"

Mo Yang was speechless. This girl's personality was too weird and unpredictable. She still wanted to joke at this time.

"Little brother, go back and heal your wounds!" The girl smiled, then flew down to the ground and merged into the crowd in the blink of an eye.

Mo Yang frowned, watching many cultivators still pointing at him, and he didn't know what they were talking about. He didn't stop and turned around and left here.

After leaving the battlefield, Mo Yang flew to a remote street, then operated the Transformation Scroll, changed his appearance, and returned to the inn.

Then he went directly into the Star Emperor Tower. Although Jiang Xunhuan's attack did not cause him fatal damage, it did cause him some minor injuries. The day of the marriage was just around the corner, and Mo Yang had to keep himself in peak condition at all times.