The Evil Lord of All Realms

Then Mo Yang and others settled in a small courtyard on the mountainside.

The ancient chessboard was borrowed by the sword master, saying that it would be returned to Mo Yang in three days.

"Brother Mo, our conditions in Jianshan are poor, please don't be offended!" Nie Yun brought a few people to the small courtyard and spoke to Mo Yang apologetically.

Mo Yang smiled and heard Er Gouzi say: "Boy Nie, everything else is fine, just make do, but you have to take care of your food and drink!"

"That's natural!" Nie Yun smiled, turned and left.

Watching Nie Yun leave, Xia Fengliu said, "I really can't believe that the majestic swordsman actually..."

Mo Yang frowned slightly after hearing this and said: "He is stronger than any Holy Emperor I have ever seen!"

"He is indeed very strong. If he had not lived in this era, if he had been born in ancient times, he might have been able to reach the pinnacle of martial arts with his sword!" Ergouzi also said.

Xia Fengliu glanced at Er Gouzi with some confusion, and Er Gouzi immediately said with side eyes: "Dirty boy, what's wrong with your eyes? What I said is true. In ancient times, great emperors came into being in large numbers. Are you looking at today's situation?" In the mainland, although geniuses have risen, there are not many strong men from the older generation!"

After finishing speaking, Ergouzi changed the subject and continued: "I just didn't expect that Jianshan would be so shabby. I thought that such a place should have some treasures, but who would have thought... tsk tsk..."

Before, Ergouzi thought that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth would gather here in Sword Mountain, and it must be a treasured place for cultivation. After all, it was the retreat place of a generation of strong swordsmen. However, after arriving here, he was greatly disappointed.

"Boy, I think there are quite a few good war swords on the Sword Peak. I'll see if I can take a few of them with me when the time comes. It's useless to stay here anyway." Ergouzi had another crooked idea in his mind.

Mo Yang was speechless and hurriedly warned: "Don't act recklessly. Many of the owners of those swords probably have a lot of background. They died here in battle. The forces behind them dare not come to seek revenge from the Sword Master, but if you Take those war swords away, and the result will be different."

"It is said that several decades ago, several powerful sword masters from the mainland came here together. I heard that they didn't even meet the sword master at that time, and they fell one after another."

Mo Yang had no way of knowing the Sword Master's cultivation. The person who shocked Mo Yang the most when he came to Sword Mountain this time was the Sword Master's eldest disciple.

The outside world calls Nie Yun the chief disciple of Sword Master, but no one knows that the chief disciple of Sword Master is a young man without arms.

And although he has no arms, his swordsmanship and cultivation far surpass Nie Yun.

"Boy, Juggernaut borrowed the ancient chessboard. Have you thought about it? We can't return empty-handed!" Ergouzi looked at Mo Yang. This guy's meaning was very obvious. Jianfeng's idea didn't work out. He was I wanted Mo Yang to take the opportunity to ask for something.

Mo Yang was a little dumbfounded, Er Gouzi had such a weird temperament.

Mo Yang has not yet fully understood the Mysterious Character Scroll he obtained from the Star Emperor Tower not long ago, as well as the Nine Transformations of Gods and Demons. Although he has gone through several reversals of true energy, it will still take a long time to reach perfection.

With his current level of cultivation, it is more important for him to realize it himself.

He had refined a lot of treasure pills before and took them, but the improvement in his cultivation was negligible. He could no longer achieve a breakthrough through the growth of his true energy alone.

As for weapons, he now has the sacred wood bow in his hand. The sacred wood bow is enough for long-distance combat, but for close combat, Mo Yang himself is the strongest weapon.

He has never given up on tempering his body, because Mo Yang knows very well that other forces are external forces, and only one's own strength is the foundation.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye. Since these two days, Mo Yang has been sitting cross-legged in the small courtyard, feeling the sword intent that pervades the world.

He felt a lot in his heart and had a new understanding of the God-killing Record Sword Technique.

In the small courtyard, Mo Yang had been sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed. At this moment, he suddenly raised his hand, the true energy in his body exploded, and a sword energy condensed from the palm of his hand.

The several-foot-long sword energy actually revealed an unparalleled murderous intent at this moment.

"Although the God-killing Record is powerful, it lacks a bit of murderous intent. It seems to be driven by the power of gods and demons... Today I added a sword and called it God-killing!" Mo Yang whispered to himself.

He slowly raised his palm, and the sword energy condensed in his palm immediately broke through the air and turned into a bloody sword light several feet long in the sky.

The entire Sword Mountain shook.

The other strong swordsmen who were practicing in seclusion on Sword Mountain were also surprised. The sword energy in mid-air didn't look like anything special, but it seemed to contain thousands of murderous intentions.

Even Er Gouzi and Xia Fengliu were shocked by Mo Yang.

"What a terrifying murderous intention, what did Brother Mo realize..." Xia Fengliu stared at Mo Yang and murmured.

Ergouzi was holding a wine jar and drinking wine. The murderous intent spread out, startling him. The wine jar immediately fell to the ground, and the aroma of wine filled the whole courtyard.

"Without the hatred of killing my father or the hatred of seizing my wife, it would be extremely difficult to condense this kind of murderous intention... Damn boy... This is what I have been searching for for two days and finally found..."

Halfway through the words, it hurriedly shut up because a young man appeared in the courtyard.

This person is Nie Yun's senior brother. He had greeted Mo Yang and the others when they climbed to the top of the mountain before.

At this time, he didn't open his eyes, and seemed to be still comprehending, because there was a Taoist charm flowing around his body.

The young man stood not far away and silently looked at Mo Yang. There was not much expression on his face. After observing for a moment, he did not stop, nodded slightly towards Xia Fengliu, and then left the small courtyard in a flash.

"Nima, didn't you say you can't fly in the air here?" Ergouzi glared.

Xia Fengliu took a look and said thoughtfully: "It's such a fast movement. It's not like flying in the air, but it's just too fast. Brother Dog, you're drunk!"

"Are you kidding me? I'm drunk?"

"You're talking nonsense..."

The two guys started fighting each other.

Not long after, Nie Yun also came to the small courtyard, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he found out it was Mo Yang.

"Brother Mo really has extraordinary understanding. I have been practicing here for so many years, but I still can't understand the meaning of the sword..." He felt a little disappointed.

Recalling that when he first met Mo Yang, Mo Yang's cultivation was still very weak, but in the blink of an eye, Mo Yang had already reached the Holy Realm. Although he was about to touch the threshold of the Holy Realm, he still failed to step on it. .

"Boss Nie, what is your master's current state?" Ergouzi asked curiously.

Nie Yun glanced at Er Gouzi. He had heard about Er Gouzi's strange virtues and knew that this strange beast was a scam, so he was always on guard.

"I don't know the master's level either. He should be very strong!" Nie Yun responded.

"How strong is it?" Ergouzi asked again.

Nie Yun frowned and shook his head slightly.

"Boy Nie, does your Jianshan have any inherited sword manuals or anything like that?"

Hearing Er Gouzi's words, Nie Yun immediately felt a trace of vigilance on his face.

"I mean, your sword mountain treasure house should have a lot of sword manuals and so on. Why don't you take us to visit when we come so far?"

Xia Fengliu was listening to the news and felt cold sweat break out on his forehead. Ergouzi had discovered some rare wine from a cave on the mountainside in the past few days and was getting drunk every day.