The Evil Lord of All Realms

Duan Chenxiang didn't expect that Mo Yang would use this rogue style of fighting, using Emperor Wen again and again. Although the physical injuries were not a threat to his life and death, being torn apart again and again would also affect him. of combat power.

The most important thing is that being injured by Mo Yang in front of everyone is a great shame for him, a peerless talent who is respected by the world.

"Did he awaken the sword soul of the demon sword!"

I don’t know which cultivator exclaimed, causing the place to explode.

This magic sword is mysterious and extraordinary. According to rumors, it is a truly bloodthirsty weapon. If the soul of the sword is really awakened, God knows what will happen.

"Duan Chenxiang has been injured one after another. I'm afraid he is in a state of confusion. He actually dares to do this. Aren't he afraid of being backlashed by the demon sword?"

Jiang Mingxue was also surprised. Duan Chenxiang's cultivation level was comparable to hers, but Mo Yang had actually pushed him to this point...

You must know that the aura exuding from Mo Yang's body is only the third level of the Great Saint Realm.

In mid-air, Mo Yang saw Duan Chenxiang at this moment, and he couldn't help but tremble in his heart, because the murderous intention was so terrifying, as if it was about to materialize.

The key was that the bloody figure behind Duan Chenxiang shrouded the air with its aura. Mo Yang tried his best to move the scroll, but it still seemed to be stuck in a quagmire.

"Today is the day you die!" Duan Chenxiang's eyes were blood red, like a roaring beast, he picked up the magic sword and slashed hard at Mo Yang.

In an instant, murderous intent was overwhelming, and the bloody brilliance directly flooded the entire sky...

Everyone only heard a deafening collision, but they had no idea what was going on inside because they couldn't see the scene clearly. At a glance, there was only an endless bloody riot on the battlefield.

Many cultivators held their breath at this time, staring at the battlefield, and the surroundings were deathly quiet.

After a few breaths, the bloody brilliance faded. A cultivator focused his eyes and saw Duan Chenxiang's godlike and demonic figure still standing in mid-air, with the demonic sword in his hand, and his body full of murderous intent.

But Mo Yang was not seen in the air.

After a few more breaths, the bloody brilliance dissipated, and everyone saw a large pit on the ground, several feet deep, with cracks all around.

"Ahem..."

A violent cough came out, and then he saw Mo Yang, who was bombarded and fell into the pit.

His clothes were all in tatters, his black hair was messy, and there were many golden blood drops on it, and a large area of ​​his clothes was soaked with the golden blood.

A huge wound spread directly from Mo Yang's neck to his waist and abdomen. If it weren't for the fact that there was still a little skin and flesh connecting the neck, his body would have been cut in two.

You can clearly see the golden battle blood flowing from the wound. One arm is missing directly, and the broken place is bloody and bloody. It is not cut off, but more like it was directly shattered.

He has the blood of the ancient gods, and his body is not weaker than anyone else in the Great Saint Realm, but he is actually injured to this extent at this time.

Many cultivators felt chills running down their spines when they looked at it, and were so shocked that they could not speak.

Everything turned around so quickly. The two had fought for more than a hundred rounds before, and they seemed to be evenly matched, but in the blink of an eye, Mo Yang was almost split in half.

"Ahem..."

Mo Yang then coughed a few times, and golden battle blood continued to flow from the corners of his mouth.

"You're not dead yet!"

Before everyone could recover from the shock, Duan Chenxiang, who was standing in mid-air, spoke. His eyes were blood red and he was full of murderous intent. Coupled with the bloody figure behind him, he looked like he was possessed.

As soon as he finished speaking, he took action, suddenly picked up the magic sword in his hand and struck it down vertically.

Mo Yang didn't care about anything else and pushed the Xingzi Scroll with all his strength. His body suddenly rushed out of the pit. Although he avoided the sword light, he was still knocked out by the sword energy.

Mo Yang didn't care about anything else and hurriedly turned the Holy Script Scroll. His whole body was filled with light and mist, and the golden battle blood was shining brightly. Then he was pulled back by an inexplicable force and rushed towards his body. The wounds on his body were... Healing is visible to the naked eye.

In just a few breaths, the shocking wound on his body had healed, and the shattered arm had been rebuilt.

His body retreated in a flash, and then slowly rose into the air, facing Duan Chenxiang from afar.

Mo Yang lowered his head and glanced at his chest, then raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. There was no unnecessary expression on his face, but there was an endless chill invisibly.

"As expected of a magic sword!"

He sighed, these were the only words.

Duan Chenxiang didn't stop at all, roared angrily, and suddenly raised his sword and rushed towards Mo Yang.

As Mo Yang stood there, the aura all over his body began to change. The color of the golden energy coming out of his body deepened rapidly, and then turned into blood red.

It was only then that the people watching from a distance came back to their senses. However, before everyone could think about it, a strange scene appeared.

A figure slowly formed behind Mo Yang!

Everyone who had just regained consciousness was stunned. Not only them, but also Duan Chenxiang suddenly paused, with two dazzling bloody lights in his eyes, looking at Mo Yang in disbelief.

In addition to being shocked, many cultivators were confused when faced with this strange scene. They had no idea what was happening.

In the crowd, Jiang Mingxue's face was full of disbelief. Duan Chenxiang awakened the demon sword soul, so that bloody figure appeared, but Mo Yang...

How can this be?

The first reaction in her mind was that Mo Yang might have practiced some kind of magical technique and could imitate other people's techniques to attack, but she soon discovered that she was wrong.

Because after the tall shadow appeared behind Mo Yang, it was accompanied by an inexplicable aura spreading. Even though it was a little blurry, it invisibly revealed a supreme aura that dominated the world.

The feeling is unexplainable, just like the arrival of the most powerful person in the rumors. Looking at it, I can't help trembling in my heart, and I feel afraid...

The bloody figure behind Duan Chenxiang was trembling at this time, as if he was being oppressed by something. The magic sword in his hand also made a harsh trembling sound, shaking the sky.

If we talk about being possessed by a demon, Mo Yang looked more like a demon than anyone else at this moment, because everyone saw with their own eyes that his true energy turned into blood red, and a tall demonic shadow appeared behind him, like a demon king coming to the dust.

The key is that Mo Yang is different from before. His hair is dancing wildly, his madness is revealed, his eyes are staring at Duan Chenxiang, and a bloodthirsty smile appears on the corner of his mouth, which is shocking to see.