The Evil Lord of All Realms

Seeing the strange scene on the ring, many onlookers were stunned for a moment, not knowing what was happening.

Because Mo Yang disappeared unexpectedly, and after the five incarnations were dispersed by the mysterious young man, another person appeared on the ring, a strange middle-aged man.

Only a few people thought of something, and the doubts in their eyes turned into deep shock.

If Ergouzi hadn't known about Mo Yang's accomplishments in Huazi scrolls, he wouldn't have believed that the middle-aged man holding the flute was Mo Yang.

At this time, the mysterious young man was also stunned, but with such a stunned moment, a sword energy instantly pierced into his chest and penetrated him instantly.

"boom!"

The young man's face changed slightly, not because of fear, but because of a strong chill.

His body suddenly retreated, all the way to the edge of the ring, and then he performed a set of healing techniques. An astonishing wave of blood energy emitted from his whole body. The blood flow of the wound left by the sword energy stopped after a moment, and then began Heals slowly.

Mo Yang frowned slightly. The family behind the young man was indeed not simple. Not to mention other things, the technique performed by the other party was not an ordinary technique.

At this time, the young man used this healing technique. Although it could not be as abnormal as the Holy Script Scroll, it was still amazing.

There was a murderous intent in the eyes of the mysterious young man, and he stared at Mo Yang, watching as Mo Yang's appearance slowly changed and returned to his true appearance.

"You did give me some surprises!" The young man said seriously.

Mo Yang was very calm and didn't say anything. He just spread his hands, and then his body turned into a bolt of lightning and stepped forward. The scroll was activated to the extreme. In an instant, he came to the young man and punched him directly.

"snort!"

The mysterious young man roared and dodged to avoid it. Mo Yang's fist struck his head. The force that swelled was like a sharp sword. It opened a gash on his ear, and drops of blood seeped out. Drops fell on his shoulders.

Mo Yang has experienced too many battles, and many times his opponents are stronger than him, so when facing cultivators of the same generation, Mo Yang can handle it with ease.

This mysterious young man's body is extremely terrifying, but that's all.

Because Mo Yang hasn't really taken action yet, he seems to be using all his strength, but they are all ordinary moves.

"You are looking for death!" The mysterious young man was completely angry. He turned his head and looked at the blood drops dripping on his shoulders, and then looked at Mo Yang with a serious look.

"Don't say that, I want to live more than anyone else!" Mo Yang said.

The young man was already really angry, but as soon as Mo Yang finished speaking, he came to him, and then punched him on the chest.

The young man was shocked. The Xingzijuan was so perverted that even if he concentrated on it, he still couldn't avoid it.

His body was shaken back and forth. Although he had been shaken out of the ring, his body did not fall to the ground and stopped in mid-air.

"That's it?"

Mo Yang stood on the ring and looked up at the young man. Two words almost made the young man vomit blood.

The onlookers in the distance were sighing. In terms of speed alone, the mysterious young man was no match for Mo Yang. If the battle situation continued to develop like this, the result would be self-evident.

"This line of writing is so damn perverted. Even if he attacks at the same time, Mo Yang still has the upper hand. How can he fight like this?" A cultivator said.

"Although that mysterious young man is also extremely physically strong, facing Mo Yang's astonishing speed, his physical advantages cannot be used at all!"

"Use your best, Mo Yang is actually better physically. After all, he has the blood of the ancient gods. Even if he is tough, Mo Yang will win!"

Many cultivators discussed and even started arguing while watching the battle.

In the crowd, Qin Xue had a complicated expression. She came from the Eastern Region after hearing the news, but she heard too many things about Mo Yang along the way, which gave her an unparalleled impact.

Recalling the battle with Mo Yang at Tingyuting Lake in Luoyang City, Mo Yang's cultivation at that time was still very weak, but in the blink of an eye, Mo Yang actually set foot in the Holy Emperor's realm.

In the crowd, Jianshan Nie Yun stood with a huge sword on his back. No one around him dared to approach him. He was equally surprised, but Mo Yang and he were also friends. Seeing that Mo Yang had the upper hand, he felt relieved. tone.

Bai Fan of the Buddha Sect remained as usual, his face was very calm, and he just watched the battle in the ring silently.

Many cultivators around are discussing that the feud between the Buddha Sect and Mo Yang is getting deeper and deeper, and as Bai Fan is the genius of the Buddha Sect, some people speculate whether Bai Fan will wait for an opportunity to take action against Mo Yang.

The people who were most shocked were the few people from the Xuanyuan family. This time, two powerful men from the Xuanyuan family came, as well as Xuanyuan Xiaoyue. If Mo Yang had to face the Holy Emperor, he would have to rely on the treasure left by the emperor, but Now he can fight with his bare hands.

Xuanyuan Xiaoyue's face was complicated. She didn't expect that in such a short period of time, Mo Yang had become someone she looked up to, and the gap between the two had become wider and wider.

At this time, on the ring, Mo Yang spoke again, his face became cold, he looked up at the mysterious young man with an ashen face, and said: "Show your true ability. If you only have this method, you will die today." !”

The chatter in the crowd suddenly stopped, and all attention was focused.

Just now, both of them seemed to be making tentative moves, but now, they seemed to be getting serious.

"Don't worry, the fun has just begun!" The young man laughed angrily.

As soon as he finished speaking, the aura around him surged, and terrifying coercion suddenly burst out from his body. He raised his hand and pressed down, and the void seemed to collapse, and the violent power poured down crazily.

But Mo Yang did not give way. Against the terrifying power that was pouring down, his body slowly rose into the air, and then he raised his hand and slashed upward.

The second form of the God-Slaying Sword Technique turned into a golden sword light and slashed upwards.

The young man did not stop his hand, he pressed his palm violently again, and a light palm print suddenly crashed down, colliding with the sword light, the light palm was cut open, and the sword light was shattered.

It seemed to be just an ordinary blow, but the onlookers were extremely frightened, and the overflowing waves forced many cultivators to retreat hurriedly.

"boom……"

Mo Yang raised his hand to slash again, and a sword light rushed out from his fingertips. Although it was just the sword energy condensed by raising his hand, it had the sword intention of killing gods. With one strike of the sword, the sword energy was majestic and filled with murderous intent.

"This sword is good!"

Nie Yun in the crowd couldn't help but speak, and the giant sword on his back trembled slightly.

Mo Yang once went to Sword Mountain and gained some understanding of the way of swordsmanship there.

A look of solemnity appeared on the young man's face, because this sword was not simple, it actually had the aura of going forward and destroying everything.

He raised his hand and swiped, and a sigil instantly condensed and fell down, but the sigil was instantly split open by the light of the sword.

The young man snorted coldly, and actually slapped it down with a palm. A dazzling light burst out from his palm, and he grabbed the sword light, and then shook it violently, shattering the sword light.