The Evil Lord of All Realms

At this time, Mo Yang still clearly remembered the scene when he first met this great disciple of Jianshan Mountain a few years ago. This person left a deep impression on him at that time.

Er Gouzi was very surprised and surprised. He almost shouted and said, "This kid can actually take action!"

The Saint of Yaochi glanced at Mo Yang and Er Gouzi suspiciously. She had obviously never seen this person before, but she also saw that this person was very special. Although he had no hands, his swordsmanship was very strong, even far higher than before. Nie Yun took action.

"Disciple of Sword Mountain? This Sword Master has some tricks up his sleeve!" Saintess Yaochi sighed, staring at the armless young man and looking at him carefully.

Mo Yang nodded and said: "I went to Jianshan Mountain for the first time a few years ago and saw this person. I was also surprised at the time. However, this person has never left Jianshan Mountain. I am afraid that very few people know his identity."

The four-legged dragon glanced at Mo Yang lightly and said, "Boy, what's this? There are all kinds of wonders in the world. Feeling surprised can only mean that your weakness has limited your vision!"

"Although talent is not the decisive factor for success in martial arts, in the face of true talent, hard work is nothing but a joke."

Although Er Gouzi didn't agree with the words of the Four-Legged Dragon, he just curled his lips and didn't say anything.

The Saint of Yaochi silently glanced at the four-legged dragon without speaking, but Mo Yang nodded in agreement and said: "In front of those strong men, I am indeed weak now!"

The four-legged dragon seemed a little bored and sat down beside him without saying anything.

At this time, the crowd was already talking a lot. Apart from being shocked by the arrival of this armless young man, everyone was most concerned about his identity.

As for his cultivation level, the sword strike just now was very obvious. The rolling sword intent was overwhelming. This person's cultivation level was definitely not inferior to Nie Yun's, and he seemed to be much stronger than Nie Yun, because the sword was easily shattered. The Tao diagram created by the silver-haired young man.

"Who is this person? His cultivation seems to be stronger than Nie Yun's, but I haven't seen him before?" A cultivator asked in confusion.

"I haven't seen it either, but his cultivation is indeed very strong. Although he has no arms, the sword he just made was extremely terrifying. When did such a famous figure appear on the Xuantian Continent?"

"It may be other geniuses from Jianshan. There are many sword cultivators living in seclusion in Jianshan. Judging from this person's extremely high attainments in swordsmanship, there is a high possibility that he is from Jianshan..."

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Everyone was talking about it, but at this moment, the body of the armless young man slowly flew down and came to Nie Yun's side. An invisible force swept up and lifted Nie Yun up.

However, he seemed to have no intention of taking action, nor did he say anything, because after lifting the severely injured Nie Yun, he turned around and left.

It seemed that it was because he seemed too unfamiliar to everyone. Those who had previously accused Nie Yun did not dare to say anything when they saw this scene.

"Zheng..."

Seeing that the armless young man didn't say a word and turned around to leave with Nie Yun, the silver-haired young man covered in blood in the air flashed a sharp look in his eyes. He took action directly and raised his hand to slash down. The powerful zhenqi condensed into a line. The sword light slashed towards the armless young man.

The armless young man paused slightly, and his figure flashed like a ghost, easily dodging the sword light.

A strange color flashed in Mo Yang's eyes. It was a strange footwork, somewhat magical, not just a simple dodge.

The armless young man turned around silently, looked up at the silver-haired young man, and said: "You are just inviting the geniuses of the human race to compete, not a life-or-death battle. You should not kill!"

His expression was calm, and his tone was as calm as the expression on his face, with no fluctuations audible.

"It's not impossible for me to let him go. Come and fight me. If you defeat me, he can leave!" The silver-haired young man's expression was a little ferocious, and his words were solemn.

The armless young man looked at the silver-haired young man expressionlessly, and after a few breaths he said, "You are no match for me!"

This sentence was very plain, the same as before, but when it was said now, it instantly made the crowd of onlookers excited.

There was a strong sense of confidence in his words. These were not arrogant words in anger, because the armless young man was very calm at this time.

"Haha, I'm not your opponent? Today's human race is all ants, let alone the younger generation of your human race, even those old guys, I will kill every one that comes!" Although the silver-haired young man was seriously injured before, he is still conceited. A mocking laugh came out of his mouth.

The armless young man didn't say anything. He turned around silently and took Nie Yun away.

"You want to leave even after you're here, bury it here!" the silver-haired young man roared, a cold light flashed in his hand, and an ancient sword with cold light flowing all over his body appeared, and it suddenly slashed towards the armless young man.

The armless young man did not look back, but at this moment, his black hair began to dance, and a strong wind seemed to be sweeping around his body.

Immediately, the energy of the world around him was turbulent, and wisps of brilliance came out from his body. In the blink of an eye, they condensed into a sword light and stabbed directly behind him.

"boom……"

The moment the sword light collided with the sword light, the sword light suddenly shattered, but the sword energy remained unabated and suddenly flew up into the air, piercing through the silver-haired young man in an instant.

Although the sword light was very fast, the silver-haired young man avoided it several times, but failed to avoid it. The sword light seemed to have eyes, following him like a shadow...

"Damn it...is this guy so fierce?" Ergouzi couldn't help shouting.

There was also a hint of surprise on Mo Yang's face. This great disciple of Jianshan was very extraordinary, and his attainments in swordsmanship were astonishing.

That sword was blessed by spiritual power, transformed by his own true energy. With one strike, the body of the silver-haired young man stopped abruptly, and a moment later he actually fell from mid-air.

The scene was completely silent, and there was a dead silence among the onlookers.

This was beyond everyone's expectations. The other strong men in Taixu Mountain obviously did not expect such a thing to happen, so those few people just watched silently and no one took action.

Because the silver-haired young man fell directly, pierced by the sword energy, the life force in his body seemed to be wiped out in an instant, and his body fell from mid-air.

After Ergouzi came to his senses, he looked at Mo Yang and asked in a low voice: "Boy, what kind of cultivation level does this guy have? He actually killed the silver-haired beast with one sword. Has he also entered the Heavenly Saint Realm?"

Mo Yang shook his head and said: "The cultivation level is only the eighth level of the Great Sage Realm, but he seems to be deliberately suppressing it. If he lets go of the suppression, he should be able to step into the ninth level of the Great Sage Realm at any time."

Mo Yang continued: "What is strong is not his cultivation, but the sword intention he has cultivated. Although he does not show murderous intent, he has the power to destroy everything. Even the first level of the Heavenly Saint Realm may not be able to stop him. That sword!"