Ancient Gods

Mo Yang's face was pale, and his robes were dyed golden, which was the color of his blood.

Since the young man appeared, he had not spoken a word, and was secretly running the Holy Word Scroll to heal his wounds. At this time, he suddenly spoke.

He immediately attracted everyone's attention.

This sentence sounded like the most absurd boast in the world to everyone.

The strong man of Xuanyuan family has already stood at the peak of Saint King, and even Saint Emperor may not be able to kill him.

According to the current combat power of the continent, this is almost standing at the top.

After a short silence, a burst of laughter came from the shore, and many people thought Mo Yang was crazy.

"If you kill me, then I will kill you first!"

Mo Yang's face was pale, and he looked extremely bad.

But in the crowd, a few people heard his words and changed color instantly.

Luo Liuxiang, standing in the crowd, looked at Mo Yang in doubt.

There are some things that the world does not know, so they point fingers at Mo Yang and sneer at him constantly.

But she knew clearly that Mo Yang's means of survival had not yet been revealed, not to mention the ancient chessboard, if Mo Yang was really forced to the road of death.

Mo Yang could really kill this strong man of the Xuanyuan family.

"Ignorant young man, you are still so shameless when you are about to die!"

The strong man of the Xuanyuan family was furious, and he raised his hand and pressed down on Mo Yang.

The young man's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly took action, put his hands together, and then suddenly made a sword-slashing action. A sword light passed through the sky and blocked the strong man of the Xuanyuan family.

Although he did not use a sword, this sword was enough to be called shocking.

The sword energy was so vast that it illuminated the sky above the Tingyu Pavilion in an instant.

A loud noise came, as if the whole night sky was about to turn upside down.

"I said, he is my junior brother!"

The young man stood there, his face seemed to be still calm, but his tone became obviously sharper.

"So what? I want to see how you can stop me tonight." The Xuanyuan family warrior also stared at the young man.

Although he was staring at the young man, he attacked Mo Yang.

He suddenly raised his hand and blasted towards Mo Yang again.

"Tower Soul, I want to use the Star Emperor Tower to suppress him. Can you help me hide it so that others can't see it?" Looking at the warrior's move, Mo Yang spoke to the tower soul.

This was not a discussion, but a tone that was almost commanding.

Because he wanted to use the Star Emperor Tower before, but the Star Emperor Tower did not move at all.

"Forget it... Seize the opportunity and use the sword art of the God Killing Record that you practiced!"

After a moment of silence, the Star Emperor Tower sighed and then spoke like this.

Mo Yang stared at the Xuanyuan family warrior, used all his strength to dodge the Xing character scroll, and then rushed towards the warrior.

He held the long sword in his hand and used all his strength to use the sword art of the God Killing Record to slash at the warrior.

Around the lake, the powerful people watching were all stunned. Could it be that Mo Yang was really crazy? This posture seemed fierce and murderous.

But no matter how you look at it, it was just courting death, because it was simply a moth flying into a flame.

"Junior brother, no!"

The young man also changed color and hurriedly spoke to stop Mo Yang.

But Mo Yang was like a madman, not moved at all. His body turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the powerful man of Xuanyuan family. He held the sword with both hands, roared, and slashed down fiercely.

"Old man, die!"

...

The powerful man of Xuanyuan family stood there silently with a mocking face. Seeing Mo Yang's desperate counterattack, he just raised his hand and pressed it casually.

But, the next moment, something unexpected happened.

The sword light that was still plain and unpretentious the moment before, the dazzling brilliance suddenly increased at the moment when Mo Yang slashed down, and in an instant it actually revealed a destructive breath.

As if the heaven and earth were shattered, the night sky was instantly illuminated, and billions of murderous intentions burst out in an instant, covering everything.

This sword seemed to cut through the heaven and earth, as if it had split the night sky in half. Everyone froze in place, staring blankly at the sky.

After the Xuanyuan family's strong man realized that something was wrong, it was too late, because the sword light was approaching, and the breath was like a supreme being attacking him.

In just a short moment of daze, his body was instantly split in half.

Blood was flying all over the sky, and with a sword, Mo Yang also exhausted all his strength. He couldn't even hold on to flying in the air, and his body fell directly to the ground.

In mid-air, the two halves of the body also fell down with the scattered blood.

"Plop..."

The two halves of the body fell into the lake, and the falling blood dyed the lake red in the blink of an eye.

As long as the soul of a strong man at the peak of the Holy King is immortal, even if the body is destroyed, he will not fall.

But this strong man was completely different. Because his body was split open, his soul power seemed to be wiped out in an instant, and he died directly.

He didn't even have the chance to rebuild his body.

All this happened too suddenly, and no one expected it to be like this.

Countless eyes watched the corpse of the Xuanyuan family strong man fall into the lake, and looking at the lake surface dyed red by blood, I don't know how many people's hearts were throbbing fiercely at this moment.

A strong man at the peak of the Holy King, at the moment when the Holy Emperor did not appear, this is the strongest combat power.

How could he fall so easily?

Being chopped by a younger generation with a sword?

Xuanyuan Xiaoyue, who was standing in the distance watching the battle, was stunned in place, her mind was blank, and for the first time, a look of confusion appeared in her eyes.

At the moment when Mo Yang chopped the sword, she suddenly shuddered.

After she came to her senses, she pinched herself hard to make sure that this was not an illusion.

Because the two halves of the body were still floating on the lake, the lake looked blood red at this time...

She couldn't understand such a shocking sword...

Where did Mo Yang get his strength?

Even at the time of life and death, it is possible for potential to explode, but it is impossible to do so...

On the edge of the dead lake, Mo Yang stood up staggeringly, his pale face covered with the blood of his opponent.

He did not look back at the lake, but glanced sharply at the night sky, and said, "A strong man from the Xuanyuan family still wants to kill me?"

Mo Yang had sensed a few auras in a daze before, and he knew that there were still some strong people hiding in the dark, but there was no response at this time.

The young man standing in mid-air was stunned at that moment, and then took a deep look at Mo Yang, without saying anything, and quietly retreated.

He once heard his master say that his junior brother had a mysterious origin, but he never expected that Mo Yang had such a terrifying life-saving means.

The Ergouzi on Xia Fengliu's shoulder seemed to have figured it out. He slapped his mouth and said, "Damn, what a good trick. I almost got the uncle in trouble, and then let this damn kid pretend..."

"Brother Dog, this..." Xia Fengliu was still in a daze, feeling like he was in a dream. He had no idea what just happened.