Ancient Gods

The brilliant light enveloped Ye Chen, but he looked a little ferocious at this moment.

He was hit twice by Mo Yang in the same way in public, leaving two shocking wounds on his chest. Although this injury was nothing to him, it was extremely embarrassing in his opinion.

He was angry and alert at the same time, because Mo Yang was more difficult to deal with than he thought, and his moves did not follow common sense, and his methods were sinister and vicious.

However, at this time, when the spiritual palace vision was unfolded, he was not worried about anything. He stood there, staring coldly at Mo Yang who was dozens of meters away.

"You really exceeded my expectations. A mere ant could actually hurt me. I was careless!"

He seemed to be adjusting his mentality, and the ferocious look on his face gradually faded, and gradually returned to calm.

The cultivators watching in the city were talking about it. I'm afraid that this battle between the top geniuses tonight would not be so simple. Judging from the current situation, although Mo Yang's cultivation was weaker, many people were not sure about the final result.

Because what Mo Yang said before was right. Although the Ye family's Tianjiaos have profound cultivation and look extremely powerful on the surface, they are all flowers born in a greenhouse and have probably never experienced a life-and-death battle.

In terms of combat experience, among the younger generation, no one can compare with Mo Yang.

From the fact that Ye Chen was injured twice in a row just now, it can be seen that if Mo Yang continues to use this method, Ye Chen's state of mind will definitely be in chaos, and it will be a matter of time before he loses.

"Five Dao Ling Palaces, not bad, but don't you think that using this method in front of me is a bit of a small witch meeting a big witch?" Mo Yang looked at Ye Chen silently and spoke with a slight sneer.

His right hand was still bloody, that was all Ye Chen's blood.

"Come on, let me see how much weight the so-called Tianjiao of the Ye family has!" Mo Yang said as he walked forward step by step.

The Hua character scroll has been running silently, and a strange power has emerged in the sky. He fell step by step, as if he was connected to the world.

His steps were obviously very slow, but every time he took a step, the sky would tremble, like a drum, with a dull sound.

"Hmph!"

Ye Chen snorted coldly, suddenly raised his foot and stepped down, the dazzling light swung out in circles with his foot as the center, and the waves surging in the dark were leveled layer by layer.

"Hey, come again!" Mo Yang sneered, and as his footsteps fell, strands of mysterious patterns emerged in the sky, interweaving into a huge seal in the blink of an eye.

Ye Chen stood there, watching this scene coldly, and said coldly: "Chicken ribs, break!"

He was now completely cautious, and he was not as reserved as he was at the beginning. At this time, he slapped down with a palm, and the world-shaking aura flowed. The whole sky seemed to be shattered by his palm, and the seal disintegrated instantly.

Seeing that the expression on Ye Chen's face had returned to calm, Ye Xueqin also relaxed. What she was most worried about was that Ye Chen's state of mind would be disturbed.

Moreover, he took the initiative to attack, obviously unwilling to fall into a passive position, fearing that Mo Yang would take the initiative.

He raised his hand and waved it, and a terrifying breath instantly grew from the void. This night sky seemed to be completely plunged into endless darkness, because even the scattered moonlight seemed to be swallowed up.

Before, everyone could still clearly see the figures of the two, but at this time, they could no longer see them, and all they saw was pitch black.

Many cultivators looked up at the sky, and their hearts were in a panic. They felt that there was a huge mouth of the abyss in the endless darkness, as if it would swallow everything at any time.

"Blood-sucking technique!" Ye Xueqin was a little surprised, looking at the sky, and whispered.

This is a very powerful technique of the Ye family, which consumes a lot of true energy. Originally, she thought that with Ye Chen's cultivation, he would not need this technique to deal with Mo Yang, but this was just the beginning, and Ye Chen actually performed it directly.

The strange breath continued to descend from the sky, and the figures of Mo Yang and Ye Chen could no longer be seen.

Even if Er Gouzi opened the vertical eye on his forehead, he could only vaguely see some outlines, but could not see clearly what was going on inside.

The onlookers were talking about it, and the whole Xuantian City was noisy.

After a while, a muffled sound came from inside, and then a few drops of blood surrounded by golden light fell down.

Obviously, Mo Yang was injured. That golden blood was unique to him, which was the symbol of the ancient gods.

Then there were several terrifying collision sounds from inside, and the violent breath poured down overwhelmingly. Although it was a long distance away from Xuantian City, the buildings below could not bear it and were flattened by the air waves in pieces.

Many cultivators cried out in surprise and hurriedly flew away.

Er Gouzi stared at the sky, and the black light of the vertical eye between his eyebrows flowed, but he could not see clearly what was happening inside.

After a few breaths, it was like golden raindrops falling from the night sky, a large area...

But those were not raindrops, but blood beads, each drop of which was shining brightly, which made Er Gouzi's mind tense instantly.

There was no doubt that Mo Yang was seriously injured!

"Damn, I can't see the scene inside clearly. Did Mo Yang's body get blown up?" Some cultivators were also staring at it, trying to see the scene in the battlefield clearly, but there was a strange force covering it, blocking everything invisibly.

Although a large area of ​​blood beads fell, the battle inside did not stop, and the sound of collisions continued.

"Open!"

After a few breaths, Mo Yang's voice came out, and with a roar, a sword light cut through the void and cut through the darkness.

The battlefield was like a huge curtain being split open, and he stepped out with his blood all over his body.

And those golden blood beads that fell suddenly stopped, and strangely floated in the air, and then gathered towards Mo Yang's body one after another.

Mo Yang stood there, his clothes were stained with golden blood, but his fighting spirit became stronger and stronger. At this time, a majestic and boundless blood wave emanated from his body, and the spilled blood was absorbed back.

"This is the Holy Word Scroll in the ancient six-word scroll secret technique!" A cultivator below exclaimed.

In terms of healing, the Holy Word Scroll is definitely the pinnacle of secret techniques. In just a few breaths, all the blood that fell returned to Mo Yang's body, and his wounds seemed to have healed.

"Ant, your vitality is tenacious!" Ye Chen's cold voice came, and at this time the strange power in the sky dissipated, and his figure appeared.

It looked like he was injured, with a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, but compared to Mo Yang, his condition was obviously much better.

"Boy, don't hold back, don't care about the Ye family's genius, just kill him!" Er Gouzi shouted at Mo Yang.

"Hmph!"

Ye Chen snorted coldly, and glanced at Er Gouzi with cold eyes. The eyes swept over like two swords, and frightened Er Gouzi so much that he quickly shook out two chaotic lights to block it.