The Evil Lord of All Realms

Outside the inn, it suddenly became quiet.

I don’t know how many cultivators came to attend the Qin family leader’s birthday banquet this time, and they all gathered not far away.

The innkeeper and waiter were frightened out of their wits. They didn't know why they offended the Qin family and actually attracted so many Qin family guards to surround the entire inn.

Then, six guards opened the way and broke into the inn directly.

They didn't even bother to question the innkeeper and waiter.

Because not even a mosquito can fly out from here now. Not to mention dozens of guards, several powerful people from the Qin family are also present, including the protagonist of this birthday banquet, the head of the Qin family.

After the six guards broke into the inn, everyone onlookers stared at the door of the inn, but there was no movement inside.

Time passed slowly, and after about a cup of tea, a window on the second floor of the inn was suddenly smashed, and then figures flew out of the window and fell to the ground one after another.

A total of six figures fell on the street outside the inn, and then became motionless. Only pools of scarlet blood seeped out from under their bodies.

There is no doubt that these six people are the Qin family guards who broke into the inn before, and all of them were killed by now.

However, many people also saw that these people were not thrown to death, but fell from the windows after being killed.

After the six guards of the Qin family were thrown out of the window, there was completely no movement inside.

The inn looked dark and strange at this time, like a devil's cave.

Zhao Xiaoxiao naturally came too. She stood silently behind the Qin family guards. She was already planning in her heart that if Mo Yang was captured alive, she would step in to save Mo Yang and then take him back to the family for training.

"Sister Xiaoxuan, I heard that the most mysterious genius of your Lu family is also here. How about letting him have a few moves with this guy sometime to test his depth?" Zhao Xiaoxiao said to the girl in white next to her. He spoke.

The girl in white was speechless and said: "His cultivation level is the same as Qin Shaoyou's. Although he practices different techniques, his combat power is probably about the same. Even Qin Shaoyou's head was smashed by this man's punch. Who do you think is stronger!" "

"Hehe, that's right. So you have a good eye for me and have seen the huge potential in this guy. If I bring this guy back, my father will definitely reward me!" Zhao Xiaoxiao said with a smile, her big eyes rolled. After turning around, I saw that it was not a fuel-efficient lamp.

The girl in white frowned and said: "I still advise you to stay away from him. This person's identity is uncertain. Haven't you heard some recent rumors? Don't get yourself into trouble!"

"This guy is just an idiot. Look at how stupid he is, how could he be related to those people in the rumors."

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At this time, seeing that there was no movement in the inn, a middle-aged man behind Qin Shaoyou jumped into the air, and then slammed towards the inn with a palm from the air.

The dazzling light instantly illuminated the place, and a huge light palm stamped towards the inn.

Immediately afterwards, there was a roar, and the second-floor inn was instantly wiped out, with debris flying all over the sky.

However, there was no one there, but a moment later, a figure appeared at the door of the inn and slowly walked out.

Who else could it be but Mo Yang.

Mo Yang originally didn't want to provoke anyone, but with his current state, he just wanted to meditate and comprehend, in order to find a way to recover his cultivation as soon as possible, but things never went as expected.

He walked out of the inn, calmly glanced at the many Qin family guards around him, and then looked at Qin Shaoyou and others not far away.

He looked calm, with no expression on his face.

At this time, countless eyes fell on him, and dozens of spiritual thoughts swept towards him.

However, then, all the strong men of the Qin family frowned, without exception.

Because the results of their investigations were the same. The seemingly ordinary young man in front of them had no cultivation at all.

What's happening here?

The six Qin family guards who just broke into the inn were all killed violently in just a cup of tea. Not even the sound of fighting was heard. How could this person have no cultivation?

How could this person not be a cultivator...

Can ordinary people do this?

At this moment, the originally quiet streets began to have discussions, because everyone was confused and couldn't figure it out.

Invisibly, the atmosphere became weird.

"Who are you? Why did you hurt me, the young master of the Qin family?" The middle-aged man who had taken action just now squinted his eyes at Mo Yang and asked in a cold voice.

Mo Yang glanced lightly, but did not respond, as if he hadn't heard.

Then he raised his hand and waved towards the shopkeeper who was trembling with fear not far away. A bag of silver was thrown over and landed firmly in the hands of the shopkeeper.

Not far away, Zhao Xiaoxiao almost went crazy because she gave the money bag to Mo Yang, but now Mo Yang casually threw it to the innkeeper. Fortunately, Lu Xiaoxuan stopped her, otherwise she might have rushed directly.

Then Mo Yang's reaction was even more shocking, because he actually walked forward, as if he wanted to leave the encirclement of the Qin family's guards.

The guards in front looked hesitant, because there were six corpses lying on the ground not far away. Their cultivation levels were comparable to theirs, and they were also afraid.

After some hesitation, several people stepped forward and stopped him.

"I don't want to kill you!" Mo Yang said coldly, glancing at the guards.

The expressions of the guards immediately changed. When they saw Mo Yang's eyes, a chill ran down their spines. They couldn't tell what they were feeling, but they were filled with fear.

But now that the arrow was on the string and had to be fired, several guards had no choice but to block Mo Yang in front of him.

Then, Mo Yang suddenly raised his hand, grabbed one of the guards, and then threw him away.

The guard was thrown away, and actually knocked away more than ten guards in front of him. A series of scalp-numbing sounds came out, and some of the guards were directly knocked into a ball of rotten flesh. Everyone was stunned. They were hit hard to varying degrees.

Screams came one after another in the blink of an eye.

"court death!"

The middle-aged man who had taken action before was instantly furious. His figure turned into a stream of light and rushed towards Mo Yang. Then he clenched his fist and hit Mo Yang's head directly.

Mo Yang did not retreat, but also raised his hand and punched out.

"puff……"

The fists of the two men collided violently, and the thick zhenqi enveloped in the middle-aged man's fist was instantly shaken away, like paper.

In everyone's sight, the middle-aged man's body had just rushed in front of Mo Yang, and then flew backwards violently. With strings of blood beads falling in the air, his body flew dozens of feet away.

When it hit the ground, everyone was shocked to find that only half of the middle-aged man's arm was left. The area below the elbow seemed to be directly shattered. The wound was bloody and bloody, and the broken bones were still clear. visible.