The Evil Lord of All Realms

Mo Yang stood there blankly for a long time, he had the urge to curse, what the hell is this?

He was inexplicably accepted as a disciple by someone else. No one saw him. He didn't even get a weapon. The key is that he was robbed of at least two million in silver notes. 520 official website

The Sixth Senior Sister usually looked aloof and aloof, and Mo Yang never dreamed that she would directly steal his banknote in the end, and be so ruthless.

But Mo Yang could only hold it in his heart and didn't dare to curse out.

At first glance, this senior sister was not a fuel-efficient lamp, and he couldn't afford to offend her at all.

"Mother, I, Mo Yang, am afraid that this life will be over for me. I secretly deduce your sister's old tricks. When I see you, I will have to take off your pants!" Mo Yang said bitterly.

As soon as Mo Yang finished speaking, a jade hand stretched out from nowhere, directly twisted his ears and lifted him up. He could even smell a faint fragrance, and then the devilish sound came from his ears. He chuckled: "Junior brother, you must respect your master, and don't have bad thoughts towards your senior sister!"

Mo Yang grimaced in pain, cold sweat broke out on his back, and nodded quickly.

"Little junior brother, be good!" Then there was a chuckle, and then the hand released.

Mo Yang was about to cry but didn't dare to stay here any longer, and hurriedly rushed towards Xuantian City.

After Mo Yang entered Xuantian City, the figure of the mysterious woman reappeared where he was just now. She looked in the direction of the city and muttered to herself: "First level of Tianxuan Realm... No wonder Master didn't let me give him Xuan Gong. There seems to be a power hidden in him..."

Then a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, she opened her palms and looked at the two bottles of elixirs in her hands, and said to herself: "Zhu Yan Dan... I am not sensible at all, and I don't know how to share good things with my senior sister..."

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After Mo Yang returned to the inn, he closed the door and then directly entered the Star Emperor Tower.

He took out the ancient book and looked at it. The other party had a high level of cultivation and it was unlikely that he was lying to him.

Just looking at the messy handwriting on it, Mo Yang felt uncomfortable no matter how he looked at it, but he opened it and looked at it silently, and after a while his expression gradually changed.

Although his handwriting seemed messy and scrawled, like a ghost's talisman, but upon closer inspection, Mo Yang discovered that there was actually a sword intent in the seemingly messy handwriting.

"Such a strong sword intent..."

After looking carefully for a moment, Mo Yang felt a stinging sensation in his eyes. Especially when he concentrated on sensing, it was as if an unparalleled war sword was stabbing him. He could even clearly feel the sharp and sharp aura. A bone-chilling chill.

The book was very thin, the pages had turned yellow, and it was unknown how many years it had been there. Mo Yang glanced through it roughly. The sword manual was divided into five layers, with a total of five styles, but the most important thing was to cultivate the unrivaled sword spirit.

Closing the page, Mo Yang looked at the three words "God Killing Technique" and sighed in his heart. No wonder he dared to give such an awesome name. Judging from the sword intent he felt just now, this technique is indeed terrifying.

"Qian Zong...I don't know who the old guy I have never met is..."

Mo Yang murmured for a while, and then began to study attentively. He still practiced too few skills now, and it was okay so far. If he encountered a strong opponent in the future, it would be difficult to fight against him without some killer skills.

In the blink of an eye, a night passed.

In the early morning of the next day, the entire Xuantian City was bustling with activity. The martial arts meeting of the four sects officially began, and all the cultivators in the area came to watch the battle.

In the central square of the city, the arena has been prepared. The four sects are divided into four areas, and many stands have been set up.

There are three rounds of competition in the event. The first round is a veritable wheel battle. Each victory will earn one point.

As the dull sound of drums sounded, the arena battle completely kicked off.

"Mo Yang, Fei'er, this is your first time participating, please pay attention and pay more attention to your opponent's moves..." the third elder reminded.

Mo Yang nodded. In fact, he didn't care about this grand event at all. After the arena battle began, he closed his eyes silently, and the idea of ​​the God-killing Technique emerged in his mind, and then he concentrated on understanding it.

As the battles in the arena ended, several disciples from Lingxu Sect also appeared on the stage, but they all lost one after another. The strength of the disciples from the other three sects also improved greatly, which made the three elders look more and more solemn.

Qi Heng and Xu Xin also felt nervous. Long Wu in Longchi Pavilion actually reached the third level of Earth Profound Realm. When he started, they attracted bursts of exclamations, especially Long Wu, who won six games in a row. before voluntarily exiting.

The next person who came on stage was the same as Qian Wushuang, and his cultivation level had also reached the third level of the Earth Profound Realm. Everyone remembered that these two genius disciples from Longchi Pavilion were only at the first level of the Earth Profound Realm last year, but now they are frighteningly strong.

Although Su Feier was only at the third level of the Psychic Realm, she was very lucky. The opponents she encountered had similar cultivation levels to hers. After taking the field, she actually won three games in a row.

The morning passed in the blink of an eye, and after returning to the inn, the third elder sighed softly and said, "This year's opponents are much stronger than expected, but don't put too much pressure on you, just do your best!"

"I'm afraid Long Wu and Qian Wushuang of Longchi Pavilion got some chance to reach the third level of the Earth Profound Realm. Mu Qiu of Yuqing Sect hasn't come on stage yet. I don't know what level he has reached!" Xu Xin said with a worried look on his face. .

Mo Yang didn't speak. He still had some expectations in his heart to face an opponent in the Tianxuan realm. This could show his current combat power.

After the arena battle started in the afternoon, Xu Xin and Qi Heng took to the stage one after another. Although both of them won three games in a row, the process was extremely thrilling. After winning three games in a row, Xu Xin directly chose to withdraw. Now it is only the first round and cannot be completely exposed. strength.

"The first round should be almost over, is it my turn?" Mo Yang opened his eyes and stretched out, looking like he had just woken up.

Xu Xin glanced at Mo Yang speechlessly, and said: "Previously, all the sects had a tacit understanding to avoid the battle between the geniuses. You may encounter Mu Qiu and Pang Long, these two have not yet played!"

The third elder also warned: "If you meet Mu Qiu from the Yuqing Sect, don't resist, just admit defeat. There will be two rounds of competition after that, avoid the first round if you can!"

Mo Yang nodded, then stood up and walked towards the ring.

Mo Yang originally thought that Pang Long would play directly, but unexpectedly it was someone else.

Mo Yang still had some impression of this person. He had sat with Pang Long in the restaurant before.

"Boy, remember, my name is Pu Fan!" the young man said with a stern expression.

"Mo Yang!" Mo Yang smiled and spoke calmly.

Mo Yang took action directly, and in a flash, he came directly in front of Pu Fan, and then punched out like this, knocking Pu Fan out of the ring.

The stands were completely silent. Many people didn't have time to see it, but it ended with just one punch.

Not to mention other people, even Pu Fan looked confused after being kicked out of the ring.

Mo Yang didn't want to waste time. He would never throw a second punch if he could solve it with one punch.