The Evil Lord of All Realms

Although Mo Yang and Mu Xiao had not been fighting for a long time, the street had been completely reduced to ruins. Even the houses on both sides of the street had long been gone. Only the fallen wood and broken rubble could be seen. .

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Smoke and dust filled the air, and the remaining air waves drifted in all directions. After a few breaths, a figure emerged from the gradually dissipating smoke and dust.

Mo Yang's robe was stained with blood and looked very tattered. Many places were directly cut off by the sword energy, but it could be seen clearly that he was holding a battle ax in one hand and stood silently on the ruins.

Countless onlookers in the distance were stunned, and no one knew how many people were standing still.

Because this scene was so unbelievable, even Bai Fan and other geniuses were puzzled. Just then Mu Xiao took action with all his strength, and the two sets of sword techniques merged into an unparalleled sword energy and fell down. But at the last moment, Mo Yang did not Signs of action.

But such a terrifying blow seemed to have no effect on Mo Yang.

"What's going on?" The girl who scolded Mo Yang before couldn't help but exclaimed, staring at Mo Yang's figure with confusion written on her face.

Even Bai Fan from the Buddhist sect frowned. He held a string of Buddhist beads in his right hand and moved them unconsciously. His eyes were fixed on Mo Yang, as if he was trying to concentrate on feeling the situation there.

"What happened just now? Why was such a blow useless to him?" Nie Yun asked in confusion. He looked at Bai Fan beside him and frowned: "What can Brother Bai see?"

Bai Fan shook his head and said: "Although I have met him several times, he gives me a very strange feeling. I can't see through it, and I can't explain it..."

He continued: "It's indeed a bit weird. This is the first time I've seen this kind of thing. At that moment, I felt like his breath had dissipated. Although I can't be sure, he should have a strong defensive treasure on his body. …”

But who was the most surprised and confused, it was naturally Mu Xiao who was fighting with Mo Yang.

Because he kept staring at Mo Yang and didn't notice what treasure Mo Yang used to block it. When the terrifying attack fell, Mo Yang was still lying in the big pit without even a sign of resistance. At that moment, even if Mo Yang It was too late to use any defensive treasures Yang carried.

"This was your strongest blow just now!" Mo Yang was seriously injured, and blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth. As he spoke, he took out two bottles of pills from the Najie without hesitation, and dozens of pills were used by him. He swallowed it whole, and everyone in the distance was stunned.

Not to mention the price of those elixirs, the potency alone was also very astonishing. After all, there were dozens of them, and even Mu Xiao's brows jumped when he saw them.

His expression was cold, but he did not speak at this time, his body was floating in the air, and his eyes were fixed on Mo Yang.

However, at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in mid-air. It was an old man. His cold eyes glanced at Mo Yang below, and then without saying a word, he raised his hand and slapped him down.

When the old man appeared, Ergouzi jumped up, and the secret path was broken, because it had seen this person before. He entered the town with Mu Xiao and others. He was an elder of the Mu family, with a cultivation level as high as the seventh level of the extraordinary realm. level.

"Boy, retreat quickly!"

Er Gouzi hurriedly spoke to Mo Yang, but as soon as the words came out, the old man had already taken action, slapping his palm down, creating a huge palm print, and suddenly crashed down.

Mo Yang naturally knew that when he saw the old man appearing, he immediately became vigilant, but he never expected that the old man would actually attack directly, without saying a word, he would raise his hand and deliver a fatal blow.

The earthy-yellow palm prints lit up the night sky, and then the street suddenly trembled. The streets that were almost in ruins instantly rose into large amounts of smoke and dust, and the houses in the distance collapsed one after another the moment the palm prints fell.

The expressions of all the geniuses changed drastically. No one expected that the Mu family leader would take action directly.

Er Gouzi stared at the old man in mid-air and yelled angrily: "Shameless old guy, do you still have the face? You are interfering in the fight between your peers, don't you, the Mu family, even have the face?"

It was really angry. Facing such a blow, any genius present would probably be killed on the spot.

Not to mention that Mo Yang had been seriously injured before.

"It's completely hopeless now. I didn't expect that the Mu family elder would directly kill Mo Yang. How much hatred is this?"

Among the crowd of onlookers, an old cultivator spoke, and then sighed softly: "The little guy originally had extraordinary talents and strong fighting power. If he grows up, his achievements in the future will be limitless. It's a pity..."

"This is also him seeking death. He just started fighting with the disciples of Xianyin Pavilion during the day, and at night he got into a fight with the genius of the Mu family. If he offended such a powerful force, it would only be a matter of time before he was killed!" Some cultivators were mocking.

"This Mo Yang should also be a disciple of a certain force. If the Mu family leader directly kills him, isn't he afraid of revenge from the force behind Mo Yang?"

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The Mu family leader didn't even look down. He was confident enough in his own strength. That blow was enough to crush Mo Yang into a ball of meat, and there was no hope of survival.

At this time, his eyes were fixed on Er Gouzi, and there was a murderous intent in his cold eyes.

"Evil beast, seeking death!"

He uttered a few words coldly, then stretched out his palm, condensing a khaki light palm and patted Er Gouzi directly from the air.

"Old immortal, you are the evil beast, and your whole family is the evil beast!" Ergouzi opened his mouth and drooled, showing no fear.

Although he has lost all his spiritual power, as a chaotic divine beast, his physique alone is extraordinary. Even if a saint comes, he may not be able to hurt him.

But at this moment, a sword light suddenly burst out from the smoke and dust below. The blood-red light had a bit of a demonic feeling, soaring from the smoke and dust, and instantly slashed at the earth-yellow sword of the Mu family elder. Above the palm of light.

"boom……"

A roar suddenly sounded, and the light palm was cut off by the bloody sword energy, and then turned into a rain of light and dispersed in all directions.

All this happened in the blink of an eye, no one reacted or knew what happened.

The eyes of the old Mu family member turned around. At this time, they no longer cared about Er Gouzi, and stared directly at the street below.

"You're not dead yet!" His voice was extremely cold. Although there was still smoke and dust below, he could clearly see Mo Yang's figure. The sword energy just now was obviously from Mo Yang's hand, and it could only be Mo Yang. handwriting.

"Old man, are you too old to lose your face? Or are you afraid that I will kill you, the genius of the Mu family, in public?" Mo Yang's voice came out.

Facing such a sudden blow just now, Mo Yang had no choice but to escape into the Star King Tower immediately. In the previous fight with Mu Xiao, he also avoided that terrifying blow in this way. .

Because the smoke and dust on the street blocked everyone's sight, no one noticed it.

"If I can't kill you once, I'll do it again!" The old man didn't answer at all, his voice was cold, he raised his palm, and a palm print fell down, almost exactly the same as the previous scene.

Mo Yang was very anxious at this time. He was holding the Qian Zong Token in his hand, but he didn't know how to use it at all. Before, Luo Chuan, the fifth senior brother of Qian Zong, specifically told him that there were some tricks hidden in the token and asked him to keep it as a keepsake. To save life.

But before he had time to ask how to activate those means, Luo Chuan left.

Looking at the khaki palm that suddenly fell down, Mo Yang suddenly gritted his teeth and raised the token above his head, facing the fallen handprint.

The violent power poured down. At this time, Mo Yang felt as if the sky was collapsing, and he was indescribable panic in his heart. The power was too strong and he could not resist it at all.

But at this moment, the token in Mo Yang's hand suddenly glowed with a ray of brilliance. It seemed to be oppressed by that force. The token trembled slightly, and then the brilliance flashed, shaking out a bright light, and then A sword energy shot out from the token.

"puff……"

With a soft sound, the falling palm of light was penetrated by a force and exploded directly. The sword energy continued unabated and flew up into the air at an extremely fast speed, piercing through the body of the Mu family elder.

This scene was so sudden that even the elder of the Mu family had no time to retreat. When he saw the sword energy rising into the sky, he wanted to stop and retreat because he felt a sense of crisis, but it was too late. The sword energy was like a streak of The stream of light came in an instant and directly penetrated his forehead.

At this moment, time seemed to have stopped, and the streets were deathly silent.

In mid-air, the Mu family's old movements stopped abruptly, and then their suspended bodies fell towards the ground.